You, Dean and Sam had found a baby while on a hunt. The baby was being chased by a shifter, and Desn was currently trying to change the kid’s diapers.

“Okay. All right, you know what? I’ll pay you money if you sit still.” Dean muttered, his voice gravelly. Sam snorted once and looked very amused, while currently researching.

“This is like diffusing an IED with poop!”