![]() ![]() Damn that witch.Īfter several calls to Bobby, the boys had made little progress in making you 25 again. How would they hunt with you? They both exchanged a glance, almost looking annoyed. You were a bit young for a hunter at the moment. The boys watched in amusement as you formed your hands into a shape of a gun, making small noises as you still jumped. The mattress squeaked each time you came down on it, giggling as you jumped. As the cartoon ended, you jumped up onto Dean’s bed. Although, you weren’t too happy about not being able to wear a band shirt. You hugged a small teddy-bear with one arm, shoveling the dessert in your face with the other. You and Dean, however, were happily watching cartoons and eating an apple pie. #SOULLESS SAM X DEMON DEAN X READER HOW TO#Sam was trying to figure out how to reverse the witch’s spell. It was around midnight, and you three were in the motel room. It was obvious why you loved him so much. You looked at Sam, your little hands buried in Dean’s short hair.ĭean smirked at his brother, nodding a bit. Sam rolled his eyes, handing you over to his brother. You bounced in Sam’s arms, cutting off the Winchester before he could retaliate.ĭean smiled as he ruffled your hair, listening as you still chanted. ![]() The younger Winchester couldn’t help but smile. You were, thankfully, still wrapped in your over-sized jacket and AC/DC shirt. That didn’t make him seem like a pedophile at all, right? Sam walked over to you, lifting you up. You were cute, of course, but now Dean couldn’t help but feel wrong. You giggled as you looked up at Dean, holding out your small arms. She gave a cute smile, playing with the sleeves of the jacket she was now hidden in. A small child, seeming to be the age of four, looked up at them. Your mess of (h/c) hair was nowhere to be found. They found the room in question, coughing as the smoke started to clear. Dean and Sam heard the shot, running to where you were. Right when the fire in front of her suddenly grew, clouding the room in smoke. As you kicked down the living-room door, you heard the woman in question scream. She was actually trying to do some spell or whatever while you three were hunting her down? Moron. As you rounded a corner in the house, gun held high, you tried to pinpoint where her mumbling was coming from. ![]() You, Dean and Sam were hunting some witch. ![]()
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