The Runt of the Litter

The Sun Only Shines When It's Raining

Note: Aahhh! I know I'm posting late at night again! I'm sorry!

Thank you so so so much for reading, voting, and commenting! I've been so happy seeing everybody's comments all week.

Nobody asked for this chapter, and I do have a request that I'm working on, but I didn't have much time and this idea has been floating around in my head for a while. Enjoy having a second fluffy chapter! Here, Anna is seven.

The Sun Only Shines When It's Raining

"Psst," Anna whispered, leaning down close to Sam's ear. She noticed a muscle in his face twitch, but he didn't wake up. "Sammy," she called softly. "Are you awake?" She watched him sigh and roll over onto his side. His face was only a couple inches from hers now, and she could see his eyes moving under the lids. She took it as permission to stop whispering and squealed, "Sam, it's raining!"

Sam's reaction was instantaneous as he shot up in bed, grabbing at the sheets on either side of him for purchase. He calmed quickly thereafter when the only sound left was rain coming down in sheets outside. "What- uh..." he rubbed his eyes with both hands and slouched tiredly. "What did you say, Ladybug?"

Anna grinned wide, careless that she was showing the gap where her front teeth used to be. "It's raining!" she squealed and jumped up and down excitedly. "Can we go and play in it? Please please please please please please please!" She clasped her hands together in front of her in an effort to contain her own energy when Sam made a face at all the noise and put a finger to his lips.

"Let's be quiet," he requested. "It's only-" He looked at the clock and groaned aloud. "It's five-thirty? Anna, I've only been sleeping for three hours."

"But Dean is in the shower and I need to play with somebody," Anna stressed. She bounced with energy, leaning forward with both her hands on the bed. "Can you just let me go outside and you can sleep? Please please please ple-"

"Anna, for the love of all things holy, please stop saying please."

Anna was confused to hear that coming from him. She never got what she wanted if she didn't say please, and never before had Daddy or Dean told her not to use her manners when asking for something. She stared at Sam like he had grown a second head, waiting for clarification on what he meant. He just sat there, rubbing his temples and yawning. "But can we go outside?" she asked hopefully.

Sam gave her a look that said he was annoyed, and she pouted as he looked around the room. He wasn't going to give her what she wanted, at least not anytime soon. "Where's Dean?" Sam asked.

"In the shower," she said shortly. "He didn't want to go outside. Can you let me? Please?"

Sam stared at her for a second in disbelief before chuckling. "Why don't you wait and ask Dean when he gets out."

Anna let her shoulders drop. "But it's raining so pretty right now. What if it gets slower?"

"You shouldn't be outside when it's raining this hard anyway, Anna. You could get sick."

Sensing that this was going exactly the opposite of where she'd wanted, Anna made a displeased face and trudged across the room to sit by the window. She picked up her stuffed frog which she'd left there a few minutes prior and plopped down, leaning close to the glass so that she could practically feel the rain through the window.

She remained there as Sam shifted around in bed on the other side of the room, and she suspected bitterly that he was going back to sleep. When the bathroom door swung open, she hopped up eagerly and watched as Sam went into the bathroom and Dean came out.