supernatural imagines

winchester's - mommy

Warnings: Parent/Guardian death

*Reader is around 3 years old.

☽ Request for PrincessPeach211 ☾I hope you like it!

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The sounds of two deep male voices rang through the hallway of your home. You sat in your bedroom playing with your dolls and you turned when you heard the floor creak. The voices stopped, and you sat in the floor waiting for someone to walk in.

You didn't know anything about your parents' professions, but you were at the age you didn't really understand any of that anyways. You sat there and waited for your guest to walk in, the door slowly opened and a man peeked around the corner.

He scanned the room until he seen you staring up at him. You furrowed your brows, trying to decide whether you should hide or run. Your mother taught you not to talk to strangers, but you didn't really listen so what's the point. You decided to stay put on your floor, placing your doll beside your leg.

The man shoved the door open and revealing another man who is taller than the other. They both just stared at you, and you did the same to them. By the look on their faces, they weren't expecting you to be here. Nothing on the case said that the witch had a child! But here you were, smiling up at the two hunters.

"Sammy, tell me if I am wrong but is that a little girl?"

The other man just hums a response. They were clearly in shock and didn't know how to react. The shorter man stepped towards you and crouched down in front of you. The other man still stood in the doorway, looking around the room for an answer as to why there is a kid in a witches home.

"Hi, sweetie. Uhm, what's your name?"

You look back at him, ignoring his question. Deciding to not say your name you just look at him. He has a cut on his cheek. For a little girl, you did know what your mother was capable of. She could throw people around without touching them, you assumed it was normal since you could do the same with toys.

"Sam, why won't she answer me?"

"She's probably scared."

Actually you weren't confused, you thought they looked funny. They both just looked at each other and the taller man crouched down to your height as well.

"Are you scared?"

You just smiled, that threw them off because normally a scared child doesn't smile. You just stood up and grabbed your doll. The shorter man stood up straight and moved out of your way.

"I hungry."

You were at the age that you could form a sentence, it just wouldn't be correct.

Sam just sighed, glaring at Dean. Dean, on the other hand, was laughing.

"Dean, we can't take care of her. We gotta find her family."

"I know, but we can still get her something to eat."

"Okay, I will go look for some phone numbers. We are getting rid of her by next week."