Renegade- SPN~Oh momma I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
Oh momma I can hear you a'crying you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very
The nightmare is over- but now real life is back, and I'm not sure which is worse. I know that a 30 minute regretted nap is time being wasted, fearing silently for the contract that was about to come due. I was going to die, I know that much. Sam knows it, and so does Bobby and everyone else in the whole goddamn hunter world.
But no one says anything. Bobby and Sam are here; they want to help me, emotionally, but they know better. I won't let them help, so they don't ask. Maybe they're right.
Then again, maybe not. My heart seems to be stuck in my throat, and my mind wants more than anything to squeeze everything in I love again and again until the clock ticks. I'm fragile. I don't look it, but I want to break down and c
Clowns and Midgets"Dean!" Sam called urgently. The 13 year old was now trapped in a closet with a stuffed clown. Dean being Dean had, once again, played a prank on his little brother. "I think this clown is haunted! It's freaking moving!"
"I bet, Sammy. Careful, he might claw out your eyes with his teeth." Dean grinned, leaning against the wooden door.
"This isn't funny! I swear, when I get the chance, I'll throw you onto a crashing plane!" he growled.
"Good luck with that. Now please, Sammy, would you mind? I have a sandwich to make."
"Let me out!" Sam moaned.
"You gonna do the chores?"
"Get comfy with that clown."
"Everything happens for a reason, Sammy."
"I'm telling Dad you swore!"
"I'm terrified, Sam, really." Dean drawled sarcastically, rolling his eyes. The huge grin he'd been wearing since formatting this plan was still plastered on his face. Earlier that morning, Dean had been buying food when he saw the perfect weapon:
A simple, harmless clown.
Baby in a Leathercoat Ch.2"Sam, as much as I would love to know why you're holding a baby, it looks like someone made a doo-doo." Bobby remarked, wrinkling his nose as Dean's lip puckered and a foul stench filled the air around them.
Sam REALLY didn't want to go through another diaper exchange. He looked at Bobby pleadingly as Dean began to cry loudly in his arms.
Bobby let out a huge sigh. "Fine. Give him here." when Sam paused, he added gruffly, "well don't just stand there looking like an idiot, boy, get in the house and hand me the kid."
Sam finally handed Dean to Bobby, who held him at the crook of his arm like he'd been doing this for years. "Bobby, um..."
"We'll talk once the kid stops crying." Bobby said simply.
"Okay. You want to run that by me again?" Bobby said incredulously, already standing from his seat on the couch to his desk and began sorting through books.
"When I got back with dinner, the motel was trashed and HE," he made a hand motion to the cooing baby in his lap, "was under Dean's c
Baby in the Leathercoat Ch. 1Both baby and Sasquatch stared each other for a long moment. Then the baby gave a gurgling laugh and held out its arms, bouncing his body on the floor.
Sam's mouth dropped. Everything about the thing screamed Dean. The slight freckles, the blond tuft of hair, the piercing green eyes.
And the leather jacket.
Had they been attacked by a Trickster or something? That was the first thing that popped into Sam's head. Witch? Goofy archangel? Even worse...Gabriel had been resurrected?
He shuddered. But whatever thoughts he had were interrupted by a wail. The miniature, chubby Dean was sitting on his haunches, and Sam nearly doubled over with the smell.
"Whew! And I thought you smelled bad when you were big, dude."
When Dean gave the little smirk, Sam knew to no doubt that whatever happened, it was Dean. And right now, that little Dean had a smelly diaper. Which meant trouble for Sam.
He didn't know what to be more horrified at: the fact that Dean was a freaking baby, or he had to change his di