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Baby Brother Now

Dean let out a happy giggled and smiled. Now he was really starting to smell. He needed a change, but Sam hadn't offered to give him one yet.
 
Hoping out of the bed, Sam picked his brother up and laid him down on the changing mat. Undressing Dean, pressing a kiss against his tummy, Sam removed the dirty diaper and disposed of it. Wiping the older's bottom and sliding a fresh diaper with teddy bears printed on it, the younger then spread powder along Dean's privates before taping the diaper and dressing him again.


"All done," Sam announced, "Feel better, buddy?"
 
Patting his baby boy's back, Sam carried Dean to the kitchen, "I was thinking, after dinner, we could make cookies with your Uncle Cas. He's supposed to be coming pretty soon. How does that sound?"
 
Dean grinned and bounced slightly in Sam's arms. "C--ccaass......Cas!" Dean babbled, grabbing onto Sam's shirt excitedly.
 
An ear-splitting grin etched itself on the younger's face, "Yeah! That's right, buddy: Cas. Good job. Let's start making dinner, okay?" Setting Dean in his highchair; giving him some tupperware and other plastic utensils to play with.


Castiel appeared in the kitchen, feeling at home already with the sight of Sam making dinner and Dean sitting in his highchair, playing.
 
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Dean looked up and saw Cas. His eyes lit up and he gurgled, making grabby hands at Cas. "Cas.....Cas!" Dean babbled excitedly, wanting to hug Cas. He missed him, and was glad that he came for dinner.
 
Picking his nephew up, and letting him curl around his frame, Castiel kissed Dean's cheek.


Turning around, Sam smiled in welcome, "Hey, Cas. Yeah, he just started saying your name not too long ago. Pretty proud of him, if you ask me."


"Me too, Sam. How have you been?" the angel asked, running his fingers through the little one's hair.


"Been doing great, Cas. Thanks. Though taking care of this little monster is a lot more tiring than I remember," the long-haired man teases.
 
Dean giggled at Sam's comment, and nuzzled Cas affectionately, cooing softly, as he gripped his trenchcoat, and refused to let go, enjoying being held by him.
 
Feeling Dean's grip on his coat becoming tighter, Cas huffed out a laugh, "I missed you too, Dean."


Once Sam finished dinner, and the three ate together, talking amiably, it was time to make cookies.


Cleaning up his baby's face, Sam kissed Dean's forehead, nose, and underneath each eye before giving him back to the angel. Getting all the ingredients needed, the younger let Dean do the mixing work.
 
Dean held the spoon and clumsily stirred the ingredients, making a bit of a mess, but giggling as he did so. He was having some much fun with his caretakers, and they were going to have even more fun eating cookies later.
 
Greasing the pan, and having Castiel set the oven to the right temperature, Sam helped Dean roll the dough into a little balls and put them on the sheet. The angel, feeling a bit mischievous, took a small glob of cookie dough and put it on the little one's nose.
 
Dean made a funny face and his eyes crossed, sticking out his toungue, Dean tried to lick his nose, whining when he couldn't.
 
Chuckling at his little one, Sam managed to wipe the cookie dough from Dean's nose and give him a spoon with dough on it to suck on. Putting the finished dough-balls in the warm oven, Sam and Castiel exchanged smiles, always in a good mood because of the baby between them.
 
Dean cooed and sucked on the spoon, making happy litle noises as he tasted the sweet cookie dough. Dean looked at both Sam and Cas, and smiled.
 
Several minutes later, the cookies were done, and pulling them out of the oven, Sam put them on a cooling rack. Removing his oven mitts and closing the oven door, the younger ruffled his baby's hair, "The cookies look perfect, buddy. Now all we have to do, is just wait for 'em to cool."


Nodding in agreement, Cas pressed a small kiss on Dean's cheek, "I agree, Sam. Dean did very well."
 
"Ookie! 'Ookie!" Dean babbled, reaching out and grabbing at the cookie, but when his fingers touched the hot rack, he screamed and wailed in pain, sucking on his fingers to try and relieve the pain.
 
Immediately grabbing his baby's burnt fingers, Sam ran them under cold water, "Shhh. It's going to be okay, Deanie. Daddy and Uncle Cas'll take care of you." Giving a quick nod to Castiel, who sped up to get some aloe and gauze wrapping. It might seem like a dramatic cure, but who knows?


Turning off the faucet, and applying aloe to the little one's fingers, the wrapping them in gauze, Sam kissed each one. Then Cas did the same.
 
Dean wailed until the pain started to subside, and he calmed down, his face red, and tear-stained, as he leaned against Castiel, whining softly, as he sniffled a bit.
 
Rubbing his nephew's back in small, gentle circles, the angel frowned sadly, "Shhh. It'll be alright, Dean. You must be careful next time."


Giving a bittersweet smile at his baby boy, Sam kissed every available area on Dean's face, "I'm sorry, buddy. I should've moved the rack so you couldn't reach it."
 
Dean whined softly as he rubbed his sore fingers against Sam's face, frowning sadly. He was hurting, but his caretakers were making it better.
 
Turning his head to get a better look at his baby's fingers, Sam get each one another kiss. And while this time had passed, ironically enough, the cookies were done and ready to be eaten.


Castiel picked one up, and offered it to the little one, "Would you still like one, Dean?"
 
Dean looked up at Cas and whimpered, turning away from the cookie. That's what caused him to burn his fingers in the first place.
 
Putting the sweet down, the angel shrugged, "I can see why you wouldn't want it, little one."


"I think it's time for a cuddle," Sam offered. Their bed was large enough for three people, with a bit of squeezing. But sometimes close-cuddles were the best ones.
 
Dean looked at Sam, then at Cas, his eyes slowly becoming half-lidded. He rubbed them and let out a soft yawn, wriggling between his caretakers, Dean closed his eyes and dozed off for a bit, waking less than 30 minutes later with a startled gasp.
 
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