Posting early because I won't be home later. I have a Sam drabble too, that I will put up after I get home.

But for now...

For Rachelle. Thanks for the suggestion.

Hope you like the final product. :)


"That will be four lashes, young man."

Dean sat wide-eyed as the headmistress, Sister Mary Something took her ruler out of her desk.

He had only been telling the truth.

He was eight.

Demons are real, and deserve to be sent back to Hell.

Everyone knew that, Dean thought, but especially the nuns.

His Dad said so.

So why was he standing here, in front of the whole class, about to be admonished?

They were all staring at him.

Dean closed his eyes, then opened them again.

He swore he saw black flash in the nun's eyes.

"Daddy, where are you?"