Requested by iamleahm0303 imagine younger you sees Sam drinking demon blood

*6 years old*

"Tiffany you are such a meanie head," you slap your Barbie with your other Barbie.

You hear a loud crash come from one of the rooms and you stop playing with your barbies. You stand up unlocking your door and peeking out in the hallway. You don't see anyone so you close your door shrugging it off.

Another loud crash echos the hallway which scares you a little. You run to your bed grabbing your stuff animal Dean got you for when you get scared. You open your door again looking around but still don't see anyone.

You step out into the hallway going down towards Dean's room first. You crack open his door but don't see him inside. You close the door then go to Sammy's room. Just like Deans room you shut his door and walk to the last door in the hallway.

Your brothers always told you to never go in this room. They said it was filled with boy stuff that girls wouldn't understand. You put your ear against the door listening carefully. You hear grunting and then another crash.

You open the door to see Sammy struggling with another man. You walk closer wanting to help Sammy. Before you can help Sammy stabs the man in the stomach making him glow then his eyes close.

Sammy chuckles cutting the guys throat and then putting his mouth on the wound. You whimper stepping back which makes him look up at you. His mouth covered in blood and his eyes are bloodshot red.

You scream running away down the hall and into your room. You lock the door and crawl under your bed tears falling down your cheek.

"Cas please help me," you whisper more tears falling.

A sudden gust of wind fills your room and you see Cas's feet at the end of your bed. You crawl out from under the bed and look at him still scared out of your mind.

"Uncle Cas Sammy was eating a guy and had blood on his mouth," you cry holding out your arms wanting him to pick you up.

"Hey hey it's okay pumpkin," he picks you up swaying you back and forth.

"Where's D," you sniffle hiding your face in his shoulder.

"He's coming Okay? He's on his way you don't have to be scared," he soothes you walking to your door.

He unlocks it and walks out into the hallway. He walks inside the living area and sits on the couch rocking you back and forth. Minutes later Dean runs in throwing his bag down.

"D," you whine reaching out for him.

"Hey baby it's okay I'm here," he kisses your cheek sighing.

Sam walks in the living area his head down. Dean turns to face him but you don't look at him.

"Explain right now," Dean snaps rubbing your back.

"I'm sorry I didn't know she was there.. I lost control Dean I'm sorry," he whispers.

"Sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it Sam she is scared to death! Cas found her under the bed crying," Dean yells making you look back to Sam.

"I know," he says lowly again.

"Let's not fight in front of y/n," Cas speaks up noticing you becoming upset.

Dean sighs setting you down on the ground.

"You want some burgers," Dean kneels down in front of you.

You smile softly nodding your head.

"Go grab your shoes and we'll go to your favorite burger joint," He smiles kissing your head.

"Okay D," you cheer running to your room and grabbing your light up sneakers.

You put them on your feet and run back into the living area. You grab Deans hand and you both walk up the stairs.

"Cas keep an eye on him," Dean motions to Sam who's on the couch rubbing his head.

Cas nods and you walk outside with Dean. Dean places you in your car seat buckling you up. He drives off towards the burger joint playing his soft rock tape.

Minutes later you sit in a booth with your favorite flavored milkshake and a burger in front of you.

"D why was Sammy eating that man," you ask taking a bite of your burger.

"He wasn't eating the man y/n he was just wrestling with him," Dean replies.

"But that man glowed and then he cut his throat,"

"I know it looked scary baby but Sammy he's just sick. But don't worry uncle Cas and I are making him better," he hands you one of his curly fries.

"Is sammy a bad guy D," you ask looking up at him.

"No princess Sammy is still a good guy. He's just sick," Dean pushes a strand of hair behind your ear smiling.

"If you need assistance I have a bandaid to put on his sickness," you smile taking a sip of your milkshake.

Dean chuckles nodding.

"I bet a bandaid will make him better," He smiles taking out his wallet.

"Can I get a cookie," you ask with your famous puppy dog eyes

He grins leaning close to you.

"Only if I can get some pie," he waves his hand for the waitress to come take the order.

You both do your handshake and Dean tells the lady both of your dessert orders.