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Baby Brother Now

Giving the older a bottle of milk to keep his hunger at bay, Sam tried as hard as he could to make a quick meal. Enough to fill Dean's tummy, but fast enough where he wouldn't have a grumpy little one on his hands.


Sitting himself beside his nephew, Castiel smiled, "You did very well during your bath, Dean. We're both proud of you."
 
Dean greedily drank down the milk, spilling a bit of it on his outfit, but he didn't care. It only took a few minutes for Dean to finish the bottle.
 
Cas cleaned up the spilled contents of the bottle with a cloth, before filling up the bottle some more, for dinner.


Finished cooking, Sam placed the food on the table and, spooning some of it, started to feed the older.
 
"Someone's tired," Sam observed as his finished feeding his brother, then wiping away the little bits of food left behind.
 
Dean yawned and rubbed his eyes, whining softly, as he looked up at Sam and Cas tiredly, reaching for them and making grabby hands.
 
Picking up his baby, Sam brought Dean to his nursery, before setting him in his crib with his bunny and a pacifier. Running his fingers through the dark blond hair, the taller muttered lovingly, "Goodnight, Deanie."
 
Dean drooled behind the pacifier and smiled, hugging his bunny close to his chest, dreaming about Sammy and Cas and all the adventures they had had so far.
 
Castiel fixed the stray, stuck-up hairs on his nephew's head, before smiling softly and making a content sound in his throat. Everything seemed perfect in that moment, as both men turned on Dean's night-light and closed the nursery door behind them.


(Skip to another day?)
 
Dean wakes the next morning, and sits up in his crib, sporting a squishy diaper and an adorable bedhead. He couldn't wait to see the look on Daddy and Uncle Cas' faces once they saw his bedhead.
 
Seeing their baby's bedhead, the two men chuckled and grinned brightly. It was pretty cute, the dark blond hair sticking up in various directions. The taller brother said, "Hey, baby. I like your new hairstyle."
 
Dean blushed and giggled, reaching for Sam, making grabby hands for him as well as Cas, drool dribbling down his chin, and onto his pajamas.
 
Picking up Dean and laying him on the changing table, Sam quickly changed him for what he and Castiel had in store.


Looking at each other and smiling, both men nodded before picking up their little one. While Cas held Dean's legs, Sam held his upper body. Keeping a firm grip on their baby boy, Sam started to make airplane sounds as they brought Dean to the kitchen.
 
Dean squealed and giggled, a big smile on his face as he was carried into the kitchen, and put in his highchair, a bib tied around his neck.
 
Feeding Dean his breakfast, Sam and Castiel pondered over what they could do today. The weather wasn't too great outside, the rain pouring down in sheets and the clouds dreary-gray.


"We can't really do too much outside, baby. Today's an inside-day," the taller Winchester informed gently.
 
Dean looked up at Sam and pouted adorably. He wanted to go outside. But now he would have more time to spend with his Daddy and Uncle. Maybe they could make a fun blanket fort and watch movies.
 
Cleaning up the globs of food left on his baby's face, the younger shook his head fondly, "Sorry, Deanie. But how about a movie day? And a blanket fort?"


Hearing the words "blanket fort" Castiel tilted his head, "What is a blanket fort?"


Quirking a brow and facing his friend, Sam blinked, "It's, uh, well...you just gather blankets and pillows and make 'em into a shelter or whatever."


That answer satisfying the angel, he nodded, "Sounds interesting. Dean, would you like to do this?"
 
Dean smiled and gurgled softly, reaching up at Cas with big eyes full of wonder and innocence. He hadn't made a blanket fort since he was a young child and he would love to do it again.
 
Picking up his nephew, Castiel set Dean on the floor of the living room and handed him a few couch cushions, "Here you go, little one. Start setting up the beginnings of our fort."


Sam, smiling brightly, went to get as many other pillows and blankets as he could, bringing them over and putting them in a pile for later assembly.
 
Dean did his best to build a structure for their fort, but it kept falling down every time, getting Dean upset and frustrated. He was never usually upset by something like this, but when you had a baby's mind, everything was a challenge.
 
Seeing Dean's frustration, Castiel knelt down and helped him, fixing the cushions in a certain way so that they leaned against one another. "It's okay, Dean. You're doing well."


Grabbing chairs from their kitchen and covering them in thick blankets, so Dean wouldn't bump his head on them, the two caretakers assembled some of the fort.


Winking at his brother, Sam asked, "Wanna pick out the movies, baby?"
 
Dean looked up at Sam with a smile, as he bounced slightly. He loved being given the option to make a decision like a big boy. It made him feel special.
 
Laughing heartily at his baby's bouncing, Sam picked him up before setting him down and his bunny in front of their collection of movies, "Pick out any that you want, Deanie," the younger murmured fondly before returning to Cas to finish the blanket fort.
 
Dean picked out some random movies, not being able to read the titles, he went with the ones with the most interesting covers and pictures on them.
 
Seeing the choices their little one had made, Sam smiled, "Good picks, baby." Putting a movie in the slot, and as it started to play, the three cuddled together in the blanket fort, warm with the closeness and comfort of the fort.
 

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