You were sitting in a warehouse, waiting for your father to pick you up after a deal. You knew better than to mess with your father while he worked. He didn't mind spending time with you after he worked though, and you were satisfied with that.

Well, while your father worked, suddenly someone snatched you up. You tried to yell for your father but it didn't work, since a hand clasped over your mouth. Soon, you were in the back of an Impala. You were only three, and was scared shitless. "Who are you?" The tallest one asked. He was in the passenger seat and had a suprisingly gentle tone.

"Y-y/n," you whispered. You wanted your father and was scared. You brought your knees to your chest as tears filled your eyes. "I-I w-want Daddy..." You whispered. The men just ignored it and took you into the bunker. They sat you down on the couch and gave you a coloring book and crayons.

"What is she?" Sam asked when he, Dean and Cas gathered in the room beside you.

"Demon," Castiel said instantly. "A young demon, but with power," he added.

"So we've got a baby demon on drugs?" Dean asked. Sam shrugged in a 'perhaps' tone and Dean rolled his eyes. "I didn't even know demons could have babies."

"Yeah, me either," Sam muttered. "Earlier she said something about wanting her father. Who the hell would have a demon baby?"

"Me, actually," said a Scottish accent. The boys looked over to find a pissed off Crowley. "Why did you take my daughter?" He asked. "And where. Is. She?" He asked, his voice commanding and dangerous.

"Living room," Castiel said, pointing to said room. Crowley walked past them and into the living room. "Y/n," Crowley said, alerting you of his presence. You ran to him, abandoning your coloring book and crayons.

"Daddy!" You cried. Crowley knelt down and caught you before easily picking you up and resting you on his hip.

"Love, what happened?" He asked gently, putting one of his hands on your back as you wrapped your small arms around his neck.

"I wait for you, but dey grab me an' take me," you said softly before yawning and resting your head on his shoulder. "I tired Daddy," you whispered.

Crowley gently bounced you on his hip. "Okay, hellraiser. Let's get you in bed," he soothed and rubbed your back. You yawned again before pointing at the room the boys were in.

"Say bye bye," you said tiredly. Crowley gently set you down and you walked into the room. You wrapped your arms around Sam's legs gently, resting your head on his upper shin. "Bye bye," you whispered. Sam was surprised by your small body but still bent down and patted your head.

"Uh, bye?" He asked. Dean shrugged and you went to hug him, but he stepped back.

"You touch me I'll drop kick you," he said, a bit louder than he meant. You jumped and looked up to him with teary eyes. Dean could see the 'hug my daughter if she wants you to' look in Crowley's eyes, and Sam was giving him the 'really dude? She's a baby' look to him. Dean sighed. "Fine," he muttered. You smiled at him and hugged his leg.

"Bye bye," you said. Dean let you hug his leg for a bit before shaking you off. You hugged Castiel easily, since he didn't seem to care before reaching for your father.

He pulled you into his arms before you fell asleep on his shoulder. He rocked you gently, wanting to make sure you remained asleep. You were his princess and always would be. "Tootles," he said quietly to the boys before disappearing.

Eh, this sucks ass. Goodnight yall. Officially moving tmr, oof. meme time.

-tired ass author