Sam and Dean were on yet another hunt in a small town in who knows where. One of the worst things about being a hunter, other than obvious, was the shitty motels that the Winchester boys were forced to stay it.

The motels stank, had leaks, no hot water, cracks in the walls, drafts, or weird stains that no one wants to see, especially not talk about.

Once Dean and Sam checked into yet another shitty motel, they went out to the library to do research on lore for a case.

A few hours later when they came back, there was something in front of their motel room that was completely unexpected. It was not normal. Not for normal people, not for hunters, not for anybody.

A baby, who could be assumed was four months old, was in a car seat, with nothing but a blanket covering them and a little sticky note with the name “{{user}}” on it.

Sam and Dean looked at each other, than the baby, which they guessed was named “{{user}}”, then back at each other with a bewildered expression.