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Yet another witch hunt! Now before you think that you get turned into a child by the witch, I'ma tell ya, your wrong.

It's worse.

You, Dean, Castiel and Sam took care of the witch and headed back to the motel.

"That went better than I thought it would." Castiel said, as he sat down.

"Come on guys, we beat her ass." Dean said, and looked over at you. "Don't you think?"

"Yeah we did." You chuckled, setting your bag down on one of the beds.

Sam was already on his laptop researching, no surprise there.

"What are you lookin' at Sammy?" Dean asked with a grin.

"The witch muttered something before she died, like it was part of a spell." Sam said as he rolled his eyes at the nickname.

You walked over and looked over at the screen, muttering what it said, big mistake, also you mispronounced a very important word. So when you suddly passed out the guys were completly taken by suprise.

"Y/N!?" Dean asked panicked and knelt down by you.

"Get her/him on the bed." Sam said, calmly. And closed his laptop.

Castiel quickly stood up and went to look at you, once Dean layed you on the bed. "She put a spell on herself." He said, straight to the point.

*Yep! It's all on you!*

"What!?" Sam asked, completly thrown for a loop, you hated spells and witches and all that. Why would you do it to yourself!?

"The laptop!" Dean said and they all went over to look at it.

And sure enough the spell the witch, TRIED, to do, and what you DID to yourself, was going to make you a child. "Great." Dean said. "I'll go get some supplies, Cas, make sure there are not monsters around here, Sam, watch her/him." He ordered and walked out of the motel room.

Cas dissapred with a flutter of wings, and went to search the town.

While Sam watched over you, turns out the spell had done it's deed when they were all preoccupied. "Oh no."

You were still asleep, which was good, for now. From what Sam could tell, you were around two years old.

About an hour later Dean and Cas both got back from their various errands. "Woah, Y/N's really small." Dean said as he set the bags down.

"Yes, now hurry and dress her/him before any incidents happen." Sam said urgently.

Dean chuckled. "Okay Sammy." He said and searched through the bags of supplies.

Cas went over and looked at you. "Y/N is quite adorable." He said, with a slight smile.

Dean quickly dressed you in a diaper and a cute onesie.

"There, all done." Dean said as you started to wake, while he held you in his arms.

Your E/C eyes opened and saw the three men, but this for you was overwhelming. You looked up at Dean as you eyes filled with tears.

"Shhh, hey, don't cry." Sam said when he saw your tears, and took you from Deans arms. But that only made your tears worse.

"Sammy, you made it worse." Dean frowned and took you back, but that made you cry even more!

You sobbed your little heart out, in desperate need of comfort. You turned your head and saw Cas sitting on the bed, and you imedietly reached put to him.

Before he could say anything's, Dean quickly put you in Cas' arms. "Do something!" Dean said, frantic to end your tears.

You slowly stopped crying as Cas held you close. "Ba." You said as you started to suck your thumb.

"I think Y/N wants a bottle." Castiel said as he craddled you, sorta.

You continued to suck on your thumb, waiting for Dean to finish your bottle.

You were given to Sam as he turned on the TV to a child appropriate channel. You looked over at the TV and giggled happily.

"This doesn't seem to hard." Sam smiled.

Dean scoffed, "It hasn't even started." He said as he gave you your bottle.

You put your tiny hands on the bottle, while Sam held it up. "It's can't be that bad."

"Believe me, it is." Dean said as he took the empty bottle a minuet later.

Sam was just about to learn how much work it is to take care of a baby.

Dean went ahead and unpacked everything he got for you, while Sam continued to watch the TV with you.

And guess what he forget to do.

Castiel sensed your distress, since Sam had forgeten to burp you. "Y/N seems to be distressed about something." He said as you started to cry again.

Sam looked at you. "What's wrong Y/N?" He asked as he patted your back, in an effort to calm you down. But this only cause you to spit up all over his shirt.

"Dean!!" Sam yelled panicked, as you just looked at him giggling away at his panicked state.

"What?" Dean walked in, and laughed when he saw what had happened.

You smiled when you saw him. "De!" You giggled and reached out to him.

"Stop laughing!" Sam said to Dean. "She/He just puked all over me!"

"Dude, did you burp her/him after she/he had the bottle?" He asked grinning, taking you from Sam.

"What?" Sam asked confused.

"Just go take a shower, I've got Y/N." He chuckled.

You giggled as Dean wipped your mouth off. "De!"

"Yep kiddo, that's me." He smiled.

Now let's just say, Sam had received the brunt of everything that happened during the next few days.