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You groggily opened your eyes as you heard Dean telling Sam to wake up and felt the bed moving from Dean shaking Sam. "What's going on Dean?" You asked as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes.
Dean looked over at you with a large smile on his face, "Dad came with presents for us." He told you.
At the word 'presents' you sprang up, all traces of sleep gone. "Sammy! Sammy you gots to get up! Daddy brought us Christmas!" You squealed as you shook Sam before leaping out of bed. "Oh my goodness." You said as you placed your hands on the side of your face, "Did he bring us the tree too?"
"Yes he did!" Dean told you, joining you on the couch while Sam got out of bed. Sam looked excited as he sat down next to you on the couch.
"Dad came back? Why didn't he wake me up?" Sam asked.
"He tried, but you were sleeping like a log. He had to get back to the hu-work." Dean corrected himself as he eyed you to see if you had heard him, thankfully you were too entranced by the lights on the small tree to notice. Sam however had heard it and gave Dean a sad look. After sneaking into dad's journal the night before Sam had learned the truth about everything and had so many questions for Dean, but didn't want to ask them with you around. "So he set this all up and headed out." Dean finished.
"What did he get me?" You asked.
"Find out for yourself." Dean told you, handing you and Sam a present. You ripped open the paper and squealed at the sight of the streamers you pulled out. Sam opened his gift, reveling in the moment of feeling normal, however it didn't last long because he pulled out a barbie. Giving Dean an unamused look Dean tried to save it but he knew he was found out by Sam, who kept quiet for his sister's sake.
Sam was silent for a moment, lost in thought before his sister saying his name grabbed his attention. "I gots you something Sammy!" You said happily as you thrust a picture into his hand, "I drew it all by myself." You stated proudly as Sam looked at the stick figure drawing of you, Dean, and Sam all standing next to the impala.
"Thanks Y/N." Sam said sincerely as he gave her a hug.
"I gots you something too De! Gimme a second." You told him as you went digging in your school bag.
"Here, I want you to have this." Sam said as he reached over and grabbed the present he had wrapped the night before for his father. He handed it over to Dean who tried to refuse it but Sam insisted. Dean opened it up and was thankful for the amulet necklace that Sam had given him. After promising to never take it off you walked back over to him and thrust something into his hand.
"If you never take Sammy's present off you have to promise to never take that outta your wallet, okay De? It's only fair." You informed him while sitting next to him on the couch.
Dean looked down at what you gave him and he nodded his head, "I promise kiddo. I know exactly where it's going."
Dean kept his promise. He never took the amulet Sam gave him that Christmas off until he threw it away after learning it was a failing device at finding God.
However still kept his promise of keeping what you gave him in his wallet. It was a picture of you, Sam, and Dean on your first day of school. The teacher had taken photos of all the students who were dropped off by their parents and she had insisted on taking the photo of your brothers dropping you off. The photo was faded and worn down from being unfolded so many times but that didn't matter to Dean.
All that mattered was that he had a picture of his little brother when he was 7 and his baby sister when she was 5, all three of you smiling and looking like the normal children you never got to be.
