I Gotcha

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Sitting in the middle of the floor playing with his toy trucks Dean zoomed the red tin fire truck past him "out of the way! We need to get threw" Dean swings his hand at his toy knocking few over in the process. Pushing the truck in front of a cardboard box Dean carful pulls the toy house out of the back "don't worry! I'll save you!" Dean shouted as he made the sound of water shooting out of the hose.

Once the fake fire was finally put out Dean quickly scooped up a paper cut out that's pose to be the female in distress "thank you thank you! For saving me you big hunk" Dean said in his best female voice possible

"Anything for a beautiful lady" Dean smirk

Putting the paper cut out back down onto the hard wooden floor Dean heard his father's concern voice coming from his younger brother's nursery. Slowly walking over to the bedroom door all Dean could see was dark black smoke coming from his younger baby brother's room "daddy?" Dean called slowly making his way over to the the nursery with wide eyes.

Peeing into the smokey Dean felt himself getting lifted off of the ground "what's going on!" Dean looked at his father with confusion in his soft green eyes. But seeing his father looking down at him with tears in his eyes, he knew something is up "Sammy! We gotta get Sam!" Dean yelled trying to brake free out of his father's hold.

"There gone! Both of them!" John ran outside

Once into the cool air far away from their home John placed Dean onto the wet grass "there gone....Mary...Sa-"

Before John could finish what he was going to say Dean took off running towards the inferno "I gotta find Sammy" Dean whispers to himself as he entered the darken home. Making his way up the steps a faint noise could be heard from the nursery, quickly making his into the nursery Dean slowly walked over to the knocked over crib as the crying got a little louder.

Carful lifting the blanket up off of the ground Dean saw his brother now tiny his heart san "don't Sammy...I gotcha" Dean carful slid his hand underneath his baby brother

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