A/N: I have two drabbles this week because Outlook decided to get creative with the email sorting and I had already written this one when I found this week's prompt email. This one is set pre-series with Dean solo hunting while Sam is away at college.

It turned out that ogres really did eat babies. Dean had taken pleasure in dismantling the monster. He had a soft spot for kids.

Sometimes he dreamed of having his own. Keeping them safe. Maybe he just dreamed of a world that was safe, but he wouldn't walk away from this for anything.

Dean cradled the rescued infant protectively. He'd never forgotten the impossible weight of his baby brother in his arms. That life entrusted to him. His reason for being.

This lifestyle wasn't for kids, but his kid brother was finally safe and another mother still had her child.