Request for reyhan_syifa

BANG! The whole shack illuminated in sparkling purple smoke, and a throaty laugh echoed through.

"Dean!" You called out. "Dean are you okay?" Dean had gone in for the kill to push the witch you were hunting into the furness. The laughter died out and the witch was gone.

"Dean!" Sam shouted into the fog. No answer. You and Sam looked at each other, and then ran into the dissipating clouds.

Sam suddenly hit the ground, "Sam!"

Sam stood up, he turned around carrying something. He looked at you with a horror on his face that you had never seen before. Sam held out his arms. In it a bundle of clothes with no Dean inside them. But instead a baby ON them.

"Oh... My god..." You whispered.

"Take him...." Sam said. Sam obviously didn't know what to do. You shrugged off your hoodie, but kept on your jacket and took the baby from Sam wrapping him up in it.

Cradling the baby in your arms, against your chest. You looked up at Sam. "What are we going to do?"

"We have to get back to the motel... We can't keep Dean here as a little baby,"

"Yeah, you're right. Let's go,"

Suddenly Baby Dean began to scream and cry.

"Oh no! No no no," you groaned. "Dean!"

You jostled him in your arms in attempt to make him quiet.

"(Y/n)," Sam said. Opening the back seat door for you. "Keep your boyfriend quiet,"

"Working on it, Samsquatch," you retorted.

In the car, baby Dean finally shut up and drifted off to sleep. You whispered to Sam in front. "I'll keep him in the motel while he naps. You go to the thrift shop in town and get him some baby clothes,"

"Okay, do I need to know his size?" He asked.

"Well he looks to me like he's only six months old. So in the store it'll be by age. 5 month, 6 month exetra," you replied. Peeking and Dean's very cute baby face.

"Then I want you to go to either a Baby's R Us or something similar. Get him baby food, at least two binki's, a blanket, and diapers," you instructed.

"How do you know to get all of this stuff?" He asked.

"Um... Woman's intuition,"

Sam laughed a bit, and rolled his eyes. He dropped you off at the motel, and promised to be back soon.

In the meantime, you realized just how filthy baby Dean really was. You placed him on your bed to continue his nap, but you began running a warm bath in the sink.

Just after you finished getting the bath ready, baby Dean started crying.

"Shhh, quite Dean. Come're. Let's get you all cleaned up, so that I don't look like a bad fake parent,"

You placed baby Dean in the warm water and laughed as he splashed his hands. You washed his hair and cleaned him all up, and were just pulling him out of the water with a towel to dry him off when Sam came in the door with a bunch of shopping bags.

"You've no idea how crazy those ladies at Baby's R Us get when they see a guy buying all the stuff," he commented. Tossing all the bags down.

"Get him an outfit, I'm tired of him being naked,"

After a few days, Sam finally came through the motel room door, and shouted "I've got her. If I can kill her the spell on Dean will be reversed,"

"Oh good. As much as I do love him being my little baby. I want MY baby back,"

Sam left without another word. For hours, nothing changed. Baby Dean stayed as Baby Dean. Crawling around the floor, getting interested by little things. Trying to stand up and falling down. Nothing. No change.

When suddenly, BANG! The room filled with purple glittering smoke and you could here a mans cough coming from within it.

"Dean!" You shouted out. You coughed on the smoke "Dean,"

The fog cleared, and there was Dean. Fully grown again, and stark naked. You flung a baby blanket at him to cover himself.

"No more baby food I swear to god (y/n)!" He cried.

"Dean!" You shouted giving him a big hug.