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I opened my eyes and smiled. Life was good. My dream was good. It was about Dean and I. Ah, Dean Winchester. The freckled hunter I’ve come to love. I find him so very intriguing. He’s brave, funny, and sarcastic. He has amazing eyes and hair.
Then there was a loud banging on my door. I jumped up and grabbed my hand gun. I slowly crept to the door. I swung it open and made eye contact with the taller Winchester. Sam put his hands up in surrender. I sighed and placed my gun on the nightstand. “We need you now.”, Sam said in his worried voice. I looked down at my attire. I was wearing a skin tight blue tank top, black short shorts which were also skin tight. “Can I get dressed?”, I asked him. He shook his head and grabbed my hand. He pulled me out of my room and to the main part of the bunker. I followed behind as he pulled. Once he let go of me I turned around and slapped him on the cheek,”You jerk! I’m basically half naked and you dragged me out of my room!”. I heard snickering from behind me and turned around. I saw Dean. And a younger looking Dean? A younger looking Sam? And 6 other people. I looked back at Sam confused. “Y/N meet Dean and I when we were 22 and 26, 18 and 14, 16 and 12, and 4 and 6 months.” he said pointing to each set of Winchester. I looked at current Dean for an explanation. But he was looking at my exposed legs,”Dee!”. His head snapped up at the sound of his nickname,”Yea?”. “What’s going on?”. Dean shrugged. I groaned then looked at the other versions of the boys. 26-year-old Dean winked at me. I felt my cheeks grow hot and turned to 4-year-old Dean. In his arms he held baby Sammy. He looked at me with sad expression. “Comfort him”,Sam whisper/yelled at me. I kneeled down to his height and opened my arms up. He walked up to me quickly. I hugged him and rubbed his back. Then it hit me, this was the Dean that just lost his mother. This poor child lost his mother and was forced into an unknown place. He pulled away and wiped his eyes. “May I hold Sammy?”, I whispered. He hastily handed me Sam. I held him gently and turned to current Sam,”Put him to bed in my room.”. He nodded and led small Dean to my room. I stood up and bounced little Sammy. I smiled at his sleeping form. I heard someone clear their throat and looked at my Dean. I mean, uh, current Dean. “Um uh past ‘us’ meet Y/N”, he said motioning to me. I gave them a small smile. I got polite smiles from all Sams, and smirks from all Deans. Castiel appeared and turned to me,”I have research for you.”. I groaned and handed Sammy to current Dean. He took Sam and smiled at me. “So what'cha got for me?”, I asked turning to Cas. “I need to find out everything about time travel.”, he replied. I nodded and went to the library.