Requested by: meloballer201
Imagine you open something on Dean's computer and you have to ask your brothers about it.

*8 years old*

I skip to the main room seeing my big brothers around deans laptop. I huff wanting to play Pixie Hollow already.

Shout out to those who know what game that is!!!

"D when can I play," I groan waving my arms to the side.

"Did you do your reading assignment," he asks taking a sip of his coffee.

I whine turning around going back to my room. Stupid school, stupid assignments. I cross my arms rolling my eyes at the homework. I flip a few pages pretending I'm absorbing the information.

Few minutes later I open my door running down the hall. I peek around the corner to see the room cleared out. I chuckle running to deans laptop and opening it. I enter deans passcode and all of a sudden a website pops up.

My eyes go wide as I stare at the horror before me. A woman who's throat is cut from cheek to cheek lays on the ground surrounded by her blood. Below it is a creature in a dark cloak with a bloody knife in his skeleton hand.

I whimper running to deans room. When I don't see him in there a few tears start forming in my eyes.

"D," I cry running to Sam's room.

No Sam either.

"Sammy," I yell tears flowing from my eyes.

My brothers run out of the library with wide eyes. I run to them jumping into deans arms.

"Y/N what's wrong baby," Dean pushes a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'm sorry d— I went to go play and and there was a scary picture and i know I shouldn't of looked but are the monsters real," I ask crying shoving my head into his shoulder.

He bounces me up and down shushing me gently.

"You shouldn't of disobeyed me baby. The picture you saw wasn't real. Don't worry there's no monsters," he tells me swaying me side to side.

"But I saw-"

"It was just a project I'm working on honey. I'm sorry I left it open for you to see," Sam puts his hand on my back in a calming matter.

I nod sniffling. Dean kisses your forehead hugging you tightly.

"Even if there were monsters Sammy and I would never let one hurt you," Dean tells me setting me down.

I hold both of their hands looking up to them.

"Now let's go do that reading assignment," Dean starts leading me back to my room.

"D," I drag out but he doesn't take no for an answer.