A/N: Reader is 8 years old and is a female
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You were snuggled up in the back of the Impala wrapped in a small blanket trying to keep warm. The Winchester brothers saved you from a demon that murdered your parents and took you captive. You were traumatized and covered in blood and scratches when they found you.
As soon as Dean parked his car in the driveway in front of the motel they were staying in, he took you out from the back seat and held you. You felt protected and you buried your head into his neck for warmth.
When the boys entered inside their hotel room, Dean laid you down on a bed and Sam went to a cabinet to get some ointment and cloth to help tend to your wounds. Sam sat next to you on the bed and softly combed your messy hair out of your face with his hand,
"It's okay, you'll be alright. What's your name?" You looked up at his eyes shyly and whispered,
"(Y/n)..." He smiled.
"Hey (Y/n), I'm Sam and the man that carried you in from the car is my brother, Dean." You nodded and smiled shyly in understanding.
"Okay (Y/n), this is going sting a bit but trust me, it'll help." You nodded, trusting in what Sam said was true. Sam put the ointment on the cloth and dabbed it on the cuts on your arm and leg. You flinched from the pain and stings it caused but it went away in a few seconds.
"See, it wasn't so bad, was it?" You nodded and unexpectedly, you hugged him and whispered a small 'thank you.' He hugged you back, patting your back and he kissed you on the forehead. You giggled adorably at the action. The man, who was claimed to be "Dean, " walked in the room and saw you and Sam with each other and smiled. He walked over and kneeled in front of you and greeted,
"Hey there, kiddo. I'm Dean, you?" You smiled, "(Y/N)." He reached out his calloused hand to you to shake, which you did hesitantly in return.
"So, kid. Do you have any family to turn to?" You shook your head and you slowly started to tear up at the mention of family. Most of the family you knew passed away or were murdered by monsters such as demons and vampires, and your parents were slaughtered in front of your eyes. Dean panicked a bit, scared that he triggered a bad memory that traumatized you.
"H-hey, no no. Don't cry. We've got you. It's okay." Dean hugged you close to him, ruffling your hair. He began mumbling words to you and you felt his chest vibrating from him speaking, which calmed you down.
Randomly, you heard a faint sound of feathers ruffling a few feet from you and heard a deep, monotone voice.
"Dean." You and Dean looked up to see a man wearing a tan trench coat and a blue tie looking down at you two near the floor. The man tilted his head, looking closer at you.
"Dean, who is this child?" Sam took you from Dean and carried you with your arms wrapped nicely around his neck.
"Castiel, meet (Y/n), " Dean replied to Castiel's question, gesturing to the little girl. Castiel urged himself to smile at you.
"Hello, (Y/n). I am Castiel, an angel of the lord." You gave him a confused look.
"A-angel...?" You stuttered out. Cas nodded. You smiled at him which he adored seeing.
"Can I hold her--?" Castiel asked Dean, looking at him with begging eyes. Dean sighed and nodded, handing you over to him. Castiel started at you with admiration.
"You're...cute, " he managed to say making you giggle. You seemed to enjoy Castiel's admiration for you. You thought it was cute.
A few hours later, after the boys were entertaining you and giving you food to eat, you fell asleep peacefully. Sam decided to sneak a small picture of you snuggled up with a small blanket and moose plush they got for you. Dean entered the room and noticed what Sam was looking at and smiled softly to himself. He walked quietly over to the bed you were sleeping in and softly kissed your forehead.
"Good night, kiddo."> Three Months Later <
Ever since the Winchesters found you, you started living with them and joining on their adventures around the country. Castiel would always want to entertain you in the best ways when he visited.
It was a normal afternoon in the new motel they're staying in. You ran over to Sam and Dean, who was sitting on the couch relaxing. Sam leaned his forearms on his knees to reach your eye level and smiled at you.
"Hey (Y/n), what's up?" You giggled. You lifted up a piece of paper in front of his hands. He carefully took it from you; you letting him hold it. As he was looking at it, he chuckled and handed it over to Dean. Dean gave a careful look at it and grinned.
"Aw kiddo, this is beautiful. I like it!" Dean told you in awe.
"Thank you~!" You chirped with a large smile on your face.
On the paper was a drawing that you made. From the left of the sheet, you drew the '67 Chevy Impala with Dean and Sam standing next to it with you standing in the middle of the boys. Castle was drawn standing next to Sam, of course, wearing his iconic trench coat and wings were drawn on him.
On the top of the drawing was labeled:My Family - by (Y/n)
End.
A/N: this is the first fanfic one-shot I have ever published. Sorry if it sucks but I hope you enjoyed it. I hope you have a nice day~ Bye for now!
~ Bri
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