Sam's POV
When I get up, I look over to Dean's bed. It is empty. I jump from my bed in a frantic motions trying to untangle myself from the covers.
When that was over, I start looking around for him. He wasn't outside or in the bathroom. "Dean! Where did you go?" I ask.
I hear a groan of some sort come for the beds. I go back over to them to see feet sticking out from there. They looked like it belonged to a small child. I go over to the other side of Dean's bed and peak under.
There was a boy about two or three under the bed. The boy has his eyes shut tightly. I move so I am close as I could be to him. "Hey. What are you doing under the bed?" I ask to see if I can get a response out of him. He shakes his head and curls into a ball. I sigh and get up off the floor.
I started thinking and I remembered this boy from somewhere. I go outside and open the trunk of the impala and grab Dad's journal. I flip to the pictures and I find it.
I go back in there to the bed to see that he is still there. "Hey Dean. It's Sam. Come on out man." I tell him. He looked at me like he didn't recognize me. Then it hit me. He is scared because he doesn't know me. My life just got more complicated.
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Deaged Dean
FanfictionDean doesn't know what is happening. He changed back into his younger self. Can Sam and Castiel find out how to fix their 'tiny' problem? It is sastiel.
