the winchesters girl | winchester

v.

chapter v .
the untold truth

in the time dean had gone out to change and finally leave the motel room, sam had laid comfortably on the space beside luna as she played with the little figure that came with the apple juice.

the young winchester watched the little girl with a small smile, brushing her hair out of her face to look at her better. luna turned her head slightly giving him a toothy grin. unbeknownst to sam, luna was battling between staying big and fully allowing herself to regress, it was overwhelming, sure.
but sam was unknowingly comforting her with small touches of affection and all the attention he was giving her, it felt nice. but she was trying very hard to stay big. she really didn't want to drive him away.

luna opened her mouth to speak but paused as her stomach growled, her face became a beat red and she wrapped her arms around herself quickly, glancing down at the toy instead of looking at sam. the young winchester almost jumped out of the bed, he hadn't fed luna that morning. "luna why didn't you say anything? we forgot the most important meal of the day!" sam said standing from his on the bed and walking towards their small kitchen

"im not hungry" luna whined, "you're eating." sam deadpanned, pulling out a few of the groceries he'd bought earlier that day, as he began working luna whined and laid back in bed feeling her cramps creeping in on her once again. she groaned and moaned pressing her side against the bed while hugging a pillow. she could cry, tears were building up in her eyes— already overwhelmed being in between little and big space, now adding cramps into the mix, it was a recipe from hell.

sam, oblivious to luna's pain cut the warm sandwich in half, before cutting those pieces in half as well. he grabbed the plate and turned around almost dropping it as he heard luna sob,
the winchester basically sprinted towards the girl, leaving the food behind in the spur of the moment.

"hey, hey, luna." he brought her attention towards himself before greeting her, trying to distract her from the pain she was feeling "hey, babygirl." sam spoke softly, grabbing her as if she were a sculpture made of glass and placing her on his lap. he brushed some hair behind her ear and cradled her small body as if she were a baby, "huwts" she mumbled, her voice cracking and threatening sobs almost spilling from her lips, "it's ok, baby. it's ok." he shushed her quietly and gently lifted her up, he walked around the room trying to sooth her pain with sleep, but gave up rather quickly at the painful whimpers that left her mouth, "ok. ." sam mumbled glancing around the room quickly, his brain scrambled with thoughts on how to sooth her before speeding towards the kitchen,
he grabbed a jug of milk as best he could since luna was still curled up in his arms—sam was almost surprised they even had any milk—the young winchester poured some on a cup and put it in the microwave, he looked around the room before throwing his head back with a groan, how would he give her milk while she was laying back? he scrambled over to her bag and dug around trying to find something useful.

his hands searched the bottom and the pockets before he froze, his hand curled around something inside the bag, sam let out a breath as he pulled out a smaller looking backpack that was inside her main bag. he placed it gently on the bed before opening the zipper—freezing once more at the contents inside the bag. luna's whimpers is what broke sam out of his trance, he dug around the pacifiers and stuffed animals finally finding a bottle.

he grabbed it quickly—not wanting to bother luna with his questions he just poured in the warm milk before closing it tightly and placing the nipple on her lips. luna, who was already half asleep opened her mouth rather quickly, eager to drink the warm milk. her body warmed up along with the milk and she fell limp on sam as comfort took over—not even thinking of the consequences her choices might bring.

sam sighed, his eyes were trained on her sleeping face as she drank from a bottle. sam would gladly admit that that was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, he found it quit adorable—though he didn't understand a thing of what it meant.

his mind scrambled with thoughts— possibilities of their future, he was sure she was oblivious to the situation and he was never meant to find out about her small secret. but despite that he felt rather glad he found out. yes, he was a little hurt that she never told them, but he'd speak with her after she had woken up, meanwhile he'd do some research of his own.

sam grabbed his computer that sat carelessly on the kitchen table before walking over to the bed, he sat quietly, removing the finished bottle from lunas lips and placing it on the bedside table. the small girl let out a whimper beginning to stir in her sleep, the winchester panicked and grabbed the closest thing near him to place on her mouth; a pretty blue pacifier. he smiled brightly as luna began to suck on it softly,

the giddiness he felt never leaving his body as he watched her. he imagined what'd it'd be like when luna finally woke up and she'd allow herself to be this way with them by her own freewill. he smiled at the thought almost squealing like a child.

sam quietly—and gently—placed her down on the bed, he went to pull away from the girl but lunas small whimper and the feeling of her tiny fists tightening around his t-shirt made him stay on his place, only moving to get more comfortable. he wrapped his arms around the girl and placed the computer behind her body to start on his search,

what does it mean when a grown woman has pacifiers and bottles for herself?
what is age-play?
what is age regression?
what is cglre?

sams eyebrows furrowed at the website he came across, he browsed through it a little bit, finally getting the meaning of this whole ordeal and learning more then what he came in for. surprisingly, he liked it. he wanted to try it with her, he wanted her to trust him enough to do it with him. his thoughts suddenly drifted to dean, what would his brother say? would he judge luna? would he judge him?

sam shook his head to rid his head from the thoughts before closing the computer and placing it on the bedside table. he let out a quiet sigh, tightening his hold on luna as he smiled—falling asleep almost instantly.