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Oneshot #3, You desperately try to stay awake (Winchester!Sister)

topic: you desperately try to stay awake (age 13)

This was your 20th hour of being awake with no rest in between travels. You had woken up at 5:30 am to go on a hunt with your brothers, Dean and Sam, and arrived back at the bunker at 3:00 pm. It is currently 1 am and you and the boys have not stopped reading lore since you got back. You were stumped on your last hunt and were determined to figure out what was killing all those innocent people. 

"Y/N, you look like death, maybe you should head up to your room and get some shuteye," Dean offered, but you refused. "Hell no. Look, I'm great," you stood up from the chair did an odd-looking cartwheel. "Nimble as a mouse, see?" you said afterward. "Mhm, yeah," he nodded sarcastically.

You sat back down and crossed your legs like a pretzel in the chair. "Dean, come here. I think I got something," Sam blurted out and Dean stood up from his spot next to you. You took this time to pray to Cas in hopes of distracting you from the endless pit of exhaustion that you were trapped in. 

Cas, it's me. Get down to the bunker, pleeeease. Um, yeah. Amen?

The silence of Dean and Sam looking through lore books was disrupted by a sudden fluttering of wings. You smiled as Castiel walked over to you. "Y/N, are you alright?" he asked worriedly. Dean and Sam just stared at him, confused as to why he just popped up. You stood up on the chair and jumped into his arms. "Cas! Just the angel I was looking for," you said and slithered down from his torso, sitting back down in the chair. 

"Cas, talk to me. Distract me so I don't fall asleep," you begged. "But why can't you just sleep?" he asked, thoroughly confused. "Yeah, Y/N, it's ok, we'll be fine," Sam said. 

"No!" you half-shouted and willed your eyes to stay open and not give in to the tempting silence. "I... am not sleeping!" you demanded, drowsily. "Alright. If you say so," Dean said, not convinced.

"Well, Y/N, what would you like me to talk about?" Cas asked. "Anything, just talk," you replied. "Well... earlier, I observed a large cluster of bees pollinate a flower garden in just under 4 hours. I found it truly remarkable that such tiny creatures have such a--" he continued on but you cut him off. "Ok, Dean, give me your phone," you asked defeatedly. "What, why?" Dean asked. "Here, Y/N, have my phone," Sam slid it over the table surface, not removing his eyes from the lore. 

You dialed the last hope you had. It rang 3 times before you were connected.

"Crowley!! Do me a favor and drop by the bunk--," you tried to say it quickly but Dean's eyes shot up at you. "What?! No! CROWLEY DO NOT COME TO THE BUNKER, WE'RE BUSY," he shouted, but the phone hung up before he could finish. 

"Hello, darlings," Crowley said, his phone still in his hand. "Crowley," you smiled, looking up at him with your head burrowed between your crossed arms. "Oh my god...." Sam said,  regretting his decision to give you his phone in the first place. "Talk. Just say anything. Tell me a story. I don't even care at this point just keep me awake!" you groaned desperately. Crowley looked around the table with one eyebrow raised and his hands in his pockets. "...That's it?" he asked with a hint of confusion. "No devils trap? No threatening lingo? Just.... babysitting?" He looked at Sam and Dean again. "Hey, it was her idea, since you guys are such good 'chums' now," Dean responded, saying 'chums' in a British accent. 

Crowley walked over to the chair next to you and sat down. Your head was still snuggled between your crossed arms and he stared down at you for a few seconds. "Is she asleep?" he asked and everyone's darted over to you. While Crowley and Dean were bickering, no one had noticed that you had drifted off to sleep. Dean breathed a sigh of relief, "finally. She must've been exhausted," he said and kissed the top of your head. "How long was she up for?" Sam questioned." Dean thought about it for a little while, "...almost 24 hours," he said widened his eyes and looked back down at you. 

"I will bring her up to her room," Cas said and lifted you up from the chair, your leg wrapping around his waist and your arms around his neck. "Thanks, Cas," Dean said. "It's no problem. I should be getting back to Heaven right about now anyways. Goodnight, Dean," Castiel replied and continued walking throughout the bunker to reach your room. He gently placed you down and your bed and pulled up the covers. "Goodnight, Y/N," he said and teleported away.

"Well boys, party's over I guess," Crowley said and snapped his fingers, poofing away. Instead of returning back to Hell, he first visited your room to check under your bed and inside your closets, a routine you both had done since you were a baby. "Sweet dreams," he whispered, and with that, he was gone.

I thought that idea was kinda cute, idk ;p 

My account's kinda dead so I write my own ideas. Requests are open if anyone wants me to write something, I can do almost anything.

I revolve mostly around BSM's and DDM's so those will take priority over others. Character options are: Dean, Sam, Crowley, Cas, Gabriel, Rowena, Balthazar, Lucifer.

-charli <3