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I've gotten about a million requests for more little Anna lol, so here's one of those chapters for you!

In this one, Anna is three years old.

The Gummy Bear Girl

Anna skipped in circles around the parked Impala, Halloween swinging back and forth in one of her hands. Dean had the hood open, his flannel strewn on the roof of the car, and he was surveying for damage.

"Did you figure it out?" Anna asked, blinking innocently up at him. She stuffed Halloween into the front chest pocket of her overalls until just his yellow-spotted head was poking out. Her pocket wasn't really big enough, and it looked ridiculous, but she didn't care or even notice.

She stepped right up beside her brother and mimicked his stance, her hands on her hips just like his and her expression similarly serious.

"I think it's got something to do with the battery," Dean murmured absently.

Anna nodded along, her eyebrows drawn together and down. "D'ou need'a change it?" she asked him and pressed her lips together in thought.

Dean finally actually looked down at her. "It's a little more complicated than that, Sweetheart."

"Oh," Anna said, discouraged. "How's you gon' fiss it then?" she asked, lisping on each s.

Dean let out a long, slow breath. "Good question," he said and bobbed his eyebrows. "I think it's gonna be a little while," he told her apologetically. He spent another minute standing there, his expression twisted thoughtfully as he stared at something under the hood that Anna couldn't see. "Alright, come here," he said and picked her up to swing her onto his hip. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, flipped it open, and groaned.

"Wha's wrong?"

"No service," Dean said with false cheer. He sighed and closed the trunk. He gave a longing look to his Baby and then, Anna still on his hip, started back down the road the way they'd come.

"We, Anklebiter, are walkin' back to that fill up station we passed so I can see about gettin' a tow."

She was pretty sure her brother already had plenty of toes, but she wasn't going to argue. "Okay," Anna said agreeably.

She was quiet and content to let him carry her for all of two minutes, and then she was wriggling and complaining and asking him to put her down. She held his hand like he told her to and was content to walk down the road beside him for another two minutes. Then she was bored again.

She let go of his hand to go examine a cluster of flowers that were growing in the ditch. Dean caught her hand again before she took more than a few steps, but he loosened his grip when he saw what she was after. "Anna, what are you doin'?" he asked half-patiently.

"Der's pitty fowers!"

"I see the flowers, Rugrat. But we need to go, so I can get back to my car before some douchebag comes along and gets himself killed layin' a finger on her."

Anna was slightly irritated that she couldn't spend more time playing with the flowers on the side of the road, but she figured there would be more cool stuff to see on their walk. So she let her brother lead her away.

Sure enough, it wasn't another minute before she found some even cooler flowers. These were bluish purple, and they made Anna grin before she even got close to them.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "Lookit, Dean! Lookit at da fowers!"

"Anna, we just looked at flowers," Dean said.

These were different flowers, so Anna didn't understand Dean's lack of interest. But she let him pull her away nonetheless. There would be more cool stuff to see. She was sure of it now.

"Will you sing ta me?" Anna requested as she skipped along beside her brother. "Da down by da bay song?"

Dean glanced down at her and agreed. "Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow, back to my home, I dare not go. For if I do, my brother will say-"

"Did you ever saw a bear combing his hair!" Anna chirped and giggled.

"Down by the bay."

"Lookit," Anna squealed again suddenly. "We can pick some fowers?" she asked sweetly. She skittered over to the side of the road where she'd found more flowers growing in the ditch. These were the same kind as the last ones she'd seen. "Isn't they pitty?"

"Anna, we don't have time. We need to get back to the car."

"Oh," Anna said, disappointed. But she returned to her brother's side and took his hand. She looked down at her little feet as they walked and kicked at each little pebble she could reach. She saw a particularly cool-looking rock, though, and she had to bend down to pick it up so she could keep it. "Wow," she murmured as she let go of Dean's hand again. The rock was such an interesting shade of gray that it looked almost blue. Awesome. "Lookit, Dean!" she said excitedly and thrust the rock up toward her brother's stomach.

"That's really cool, Rugrat. Will you let me carry you if I let you keep the rock?"

Anna shrugged. That sounded like a good deal to her. So she let him pick her up. She held her rock carefully in one of her hands so that she wouldn't drop it. Halloween dangled from her other one, his small yellow foot bouncing against her leg as Dean kept them moving toward the gas station.

It was only about five minutes later that she started to get bored. She squirmed and laid her head on Dean's shoulder. But she picked it back up almost immediately. She started wriggling, her little legs stretching toward the ground.

Dean adjusted his grip on her and boosted her higher again, though. "Quit it, Anna," he murmured distractedly.

"Dean," she whined. "I's bored."

Dean's attention actually shifted to her. "You want to sing again?" he offered. When Anna nodded in excitement, he began, "Down by the bay-"

"Not dat one," Anna said. "Sing one of your songs, please."

Dean gave her a small smile and began again, "Back in black, I hit the sack. I've been too long, I'm glad to be back."

"Oh yeah," Anna said, jamming out. She did a little dance with her upper body and then dropped the rock she'd been coveting just a minute ago so that she could grab Halloween's front legs and make him dance with her.

"Yes, I'm let loose from the noose that's kept me hanging about." Dean let out a sigh of relief. "You see that?" he asked and shifted Anna to rest on one of his arms so he could use the other to point ahead at a big sign with numbers on it.

"Dat's where we's goin'?" Anna asked. She stopped dancing and started to wriggle again.

This time, Dean set her down and grabbed her hand. "That's exactly where we're going," Dean replied. "You see that sign up there? It says one dollar and forty six cents. That's the price of gas. If you see a sign like that in front of a store, then that means it's a gas station."

"Oh, right," Anna said like it was something she knew but had forgotten. Dean smiled at her answer and tugged her hand gently to get her closer to the side of the road so a car could drive safely past them. Anna waved excitedly and got an amused smirk and a wave from the woman behind the wheel.

"Here we go," Dean said as they finally turned into the parking lot. There was only one car parked at the pumps, and the inside of the station was mostly empty when they walked inside. The clerk was busy talking on the phone, though, so they couldn't talk to him yet.

Anna looked around at the big shelves of food and drinks. "Can I has some gummy bears, please?" she requested. She loved gummy bears. They were good to eat and to play with at the same time. That wasn't an easy thing to swing. In fact, it was one of only a few foods Anna had ever tried that could be played with like a toy without a grown up telling you to 'just eat.'

"Yeah, alright," Dean agreed. "But go easy on 'em, alright? You don't need to eat the whole bag in one sitting. You'll make yourself sick. Not to mention I don't need you on a sugar high."

Anna agreed easily to his terms. Anything for gummy bears. "Okay!" she squeaked. She pulled on her brother's hand so he would follow her to the candy aisle. "Wow," she breathed in awe. The sight of all that delicious candy all in one place never failed to amaze her.

"Just the gummy bears, Runt," Dean said. It was like he could read her mind sometimes. "Come on." He picked a bag of them up for her and then lifted her up again to rest on his hip. Anna clutched Halloween to her chest as they approached the counter up front.

"Hi," Dean said and put on a charming smile.

"Hi," the clerk said back. He didn't seem impressed by Dean's smile in the slightest. He just scanned the bag of candy and slid it back towards Dean, looking bored at best and annoyed at worst. He recited the total price and looked dully at Dean, who's smile faded.

"My car stalled out," he said while pulling out the money to pay for the gummy bears. "Just a ways down the road. And I don't have service out here. You got a way I can call a tow?"

The clerk gave a put-upon sigh. "Fine," he said. "Come around back, we've got a landline."

Dean nodded gratefully. "Thanks, man," he said and handed his sister her bag of candy.

"Fanks, Mister," Anna repeated and started pulling the top of the candy bag. But she couldn't get it open. She tried putting it in Halloween's arms, but he didn't have any more luck than she'd had. "Here go," she said and gave it to Dean. "Can you open dem please."

"Wait til we get to the car," Dean requested.

Anna made a face and looked back down at her gummy bears as Dean stuffed the bag in his pocket. That was so not cool– waving them in her face like that and then taking them away again. She couldn't believe she had to wait forever before she could actually eat them. She wanted gummy bears right now. What if she didn't even want them later?

Still, she knew she wasn't supposed to argue with her brother, so she stayed quiet, just murmuring to Halloween how annoying this situation was. He agreed with her like always, and that was comforting at least.

Dean carried her to the back room of the station where the clerk showed them the landline in question. "Thanks."

"Yeah, just don't touch anything," the clerk said and disappeared through the door they'd come from.

"He's mean," Anna said bluntly once the guy was gone.

"I think bored is more like it," Dean told her. He set her down and made sure she had Halloween. "Don't move, alright? I'm gonna call a mechanic, and then we'll get back to the car. But you can't get into anything here. This stuff isn't ours."

"It's da mean guy's stuffs," Anna said with a nod, proving to Dean that she understood the situation. She watched Dean search through a thick book with yellow pages. "What's dat?"

"It's gonna tell me the number I need," Dean responded absently. He traced his way halfway down a page with his finger. "Yahtzee," he said under his breath and then picked up the phone and began to dial, not moving his finger from the phone number he needed. "Hi, my name is Dean. My car stalled out a few minutes down the road from the Gas n' Sip. I just need someone to tow her away for me, so I can find out what's wrong with her."

Anna looked around curiously. She was so craving those gummy bears, but she had to distract herself, because she couldn't have them yet. There were lots of things around, but most of them were hidden away in brown cardboard boxes or were dull-colored and uninteresting. She started to wonder toward the only bright item she could see– something orange tucked away in the corner of the room. But Dean's fingers wound in the back of her sweater and pulled her back toward him.

"That'd be great. Thanks," Dean said into the phone. He hung it up and crouched to Anna's level. "I told you to stay put."

"I twied," Anna told him innocently, making big puppy eyes at her brother. "I saw somefing pity!" She pointed toward the orange object in the corner, but Dean didn't even look to see how cool it was.

"I'm sure you did, Sweetheart, but you need to listen to me. I gotta know where you are, so I can keep you safe. What's the rule?"

"Don't go outta your sights."

"That's right, Rugrat. So be good, alright?"

"I will, Dean, I pwomise." She held up her stuffed frog. "And so will Halloween. Cause usually he a'minds me, essept this time he forgetted too."

"That sounds good," Dean agreed. He stood up and took Anna's hand again. "Let's go, Cutie, we got a car to get back to."

Anna skipped alongside him out of the building and to the parking lot. "Le's sing 'gain!" she recommended. "Down by the bay-"

"Where the watermelons grow," Dean sang, staring down the road ahead of them. "Back to my home, I dare not go. For if I do, my mother will say-"

"Did you ever saw a whale wif a polka dotted tail!"

Dean grinned, "Down by the bay. Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow, back to my home, I dare not go. For if I do, my mother will say, 'Did you ever see a frog with big yellow spots down by the bay?'"

Anna grinned and held up Halloween. "Yes, and he's my bes' fiend!"

Dean bent down to tickle her sides until she was squealing with laughter. Then he lifted her up to be carried again.

"Can I has my gummy bears pease?" Anna requested.

"I told you, Rugrat, I'll give 'em to you in the car."

Anna sighed. That was so far away. "Can we get da fowers dis time?" she asked. That seemed like a reasonable request to her.

But Dean didn't seem to agree. "We gotta get to Baby," he told her. "We don't have time, I'm sorry."

"But da's not fair," Anna whined. "I did what you wanted!"

Dean seemed to pause at that. "Anna..." He sighed and shook his head. "Tell you what, kiddo, we'll pick all the flowers you can find once we get back to the Impala, alright?"

Anna perked up. That sounded okay. "Sure," she said. "We can make a fowers bucket!"

"Bouquet?"

"It wooks wike bucket," Anna said. She'd only seen the word a couple times, but she remembered that it was really tricky to read and say. Dean had gone over it with her a whole bunch of times when she first saw it. But she always had a hard time remembering which way was the right way to say the word and which way was how she usually mistakenly said it.

"Yeah, I remember you readin' it like that," Dean mumbled. "We'll make a bouquet if that's what you want, Anna."

"Yeah!" she cheered. "I will save it and so we can give it ta Dada!"

Dean winced. "Uh, you know what, Honey, I think maybe we should just keep it with us for a couple days. Flowers wilt pretty quickly once they've been picked."

"Oh," Anna said. "Do- Do they die?"

"Yeah, but that's natural. It's just, ya know, you shouldn't expect them to last until we see Dad again."

"Oh," Anna said, disappointed. "We can show him nest time," she offered. "When he ge's home, we can pick more fowers!"

"That's a great idea," Dean told her. "You bring it up with Dad when he gets home."

"Okay!" Anna bobbed her head. The song they'd been singing before was trapped there now, repeating itself as it hopped and skipped around inside her brain. Anna jiggled Halloween, making him dance again. "Down by the bay-!"

"Oh, Anna, not again, please."

"Where da watermelns gow!"

"Anna, seriously, please don't-"

"Back to my home! I dawe's not go!"

Dean shrugged. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. "For if I do, my mother will say, 'Have you ever seen a toddler sing the same song on repeat down by the bay?'"

Anna giggled loudly right in her brother's ear. "Dean da's not da words."

"It is now."

Anna frowned, her giggles fading. "No, it is not your song. You cannot change it."

"Sor-ry, I didn't realize you were so serious about copyright laws, Anna."

Anna looked at Halloween, but he couldn't seem to decipher what Dean had meant by that any better than she could. "What is a copying law?" she asked. "Halloween wants ta know."

Dean grinned. "It's a law saying you can't take another person's song and pretend you wrote it yourself."

"Ohhhh, right," Anna said, again acting like the was something she knew but that had slipped her mind. "Den I am very serious about dem, Dean."

Dean burst out laughing. "Good to know, Munchkin. Good to know."

"Hey, we got to Baby!" Anna screeched and pointed. Indeed, the car was within sight now. "Can I has my gummy bears?"

"You sure got a one track mind, kid."

"I 'on't know what dat is, but can I has my gummy bears, pease?"

Dean sighed and set his sister down and took her by the hand, his free hand reaching into his pocket. "Alright, here we go," he said and pulled out the candy. He lifted his sister to set her down on the Impala's hood.

"I love gummy bears!"

"I know you do, Anna," Dean murmured as he tore open the package. "Here ya go. Don't eat 'em all at once. I'm serious about that."

"Okay!" Anna agreed and took the bag of gummy bears. She searched until she found an orange one and a green one. She made them both dance and then giggled as a new verse to their song came to her. "Did you ever saw a gummy bear dance on the 'pala down by the bay?"

Dean glanced over at her with a broad smile on his face. It felt so good getting his approval that Anna's own grin grew ten times bigger. She loved making Dean smile.

She continued to bob her head back and forth, the song still playing in her head as she ate her gummy bears. It was only five minutes later that the tow truck showed up.

"Will you like a gummy bear?" Anna asked as a tall, strong looking man stepped out of the driver's seat and came over to talk to Dean.

The guy looked at her and smiled softly. "Sure," he said in a low voice. "Thanks, Hon'."

Anna didn't even realize how impressive it was that she'd melted his heart. She invited those kinds of responses a lot, so they weren't exactly foreign to her. "Here go!" she said brightly and handed him one of the best flavors– orange! She hoped he knew what a sacrifice that was.

"Orange?" the big man exclaimed happily. "How'd you know that's my favorite?"

Anna grinned and bounced in place. "I guessed," she said happily.

"Alright, Gummy Bear Girl," Dean said. "Let the man do his job."

Anna shrugged. "Le's pick fowers!" she encouraged her brother.

Dean nodded along, looking self-consciously at the tow truck guy. "Lead the way," he said.

La Fin