Being the Caretaker Again

[AStarorTwo]

Sam whined and began to squirm. He didn't like doing through a diaper change. The wipes felt cold and it was uncomfortable. Putting his thumb in his mouth for comfort, he focused on the light blue colors of his nursery...

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Oh, Sammy, it's okay. I'll be done in just a minute, buddy. I promise." Dean cooes softly, as he places the dirty wipes in the soiled diaper and slides the fresh one under Sammy's bottom, adding powder before spreading Sam's legs and pulling the diaper up between his legs, and snugly taping it on. Then, he pulls Sam's onesie down and does up the snaps, throwing the dirty diaper away once he finished. "There we go. Is that better, baby boy?" Dean asks.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Removing his thumb for his mouth, Sam cooed and gave a small smile at Dean. It did feel better, not that the younger could entirely say that aloud. With Dean giving him that mental regression drug, all Sam could do was coo and babble, just like a baby. All his adult thoughts were gone, replaced now with the innocence and happiness of a little one.


Wiggling into the soft comfort of his onesie, Sam made grabby hands at his Daddy.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Aww, come see Daddy!" Dean cooed, as he leaned down and lifted Sam into his arms, giving him a big cuddle. Dean smiled as he carried Sam over to the rocking chair, siting down, and cradling him in his arms, smiling down at him. "You're a sweet baby, Sammy. I love you so much. Do you love Daddy? Huh? Can you tell me, Little one?" Dean asks.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Giggling at the rocking motion of the rocking chair, Sam patted Dean's chest, dimples showing and a small amount of drool dripping onto his Daddy's shirt.


"W-w-wuvvvvv...D-Da-dd-yyyy." It sounded nothing more than his usual babbles to Sam, but he tried his hardest to show his Daddy that he loved him. And he really did. Daddy gave him all sorts of toys and treated him with lots of love.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean smiled at his baby boy, holding him close and gently stroking his hair. "Would you like Uncle Cas to come over to see you, for a little bit, Sammy? He misses you." Dean says, as he holds Sam close to him, rocking gently. (Can you be Cas?)

 

[AStarorTwo]

(Sure!)


Nodding his head in excitement, Sam began to bounce on Daddy's lap. He loved it when Uncle Cas came. The trenchcoat-clad angel was nice to him, and had a nice voice that wasn't scary to Sam anymore.


"Hello, Dean. And Sam," Castiel smiled. While at first he was shocked and confused that Dean would want to turn his little brother into an infant in a man's body, he eventually understood that this was what Dean really wanted. And besides, the angel believed that Sam deserved some other form of love and affection.


Seeing Castiel, Sam squealed in happiness.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean smiled at his baby's excitement. "Okay, Sammy, calm down, buddy. Daddy doesn't want you to pee pee on yourself. Hey, Cas. I guess he missed you. You wanna hold him?" Dean asks, looking up at Cas, with a smile. He was so glad that Cas was accepting and supportive of his decision to regress Sam. Now, Sam had two people who took care of him, and loved him.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"Of course," Castiel replied. With the strength that came with being an angel, Cas was able to hold the six foot four "little" one. Feeling Sam's long arms wrap around his body, Castiel couldn't help the fond grin spreading across his face.


Nuzzling his face into his Uncle's neck, drool dribbled from Sam's open mouth, landing and wetting the trenchcoat beneath him. Cooing, Sam tried to exercise his talking once again; he wanted to make Daddy proud.


"Unnn-caaa Ca-asssss," the younger gurgled.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Awww. He's workin' on his talking. I think he's made a vast improvement, don't you, Cas?" Dean asks, smiling at Sam, and rubbing his back. "My smart boy. Yes, you are, Sammy. Hey, I'm gonna go get him a bottle, I'll be right back." Dean says, as he heads to the kitchen to grab a pre made bottle of formula out of the fridge for Sammy.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Humming a song he remembered from the Impala, Cas patted Sam's back in gentle taps. Looking at the little one wrapped around him, the angel noticed the wet spot on his trenchcoat. But it didn't bother him, babies drooled often, it wasn't an issue. Castiel could clean it later anyways.


Cooing at the tune his Uncle sang, Sam wiggled in his arms, trying to burrow further in the warm comfort. He heard Daddy saying something about a bottle, and it reminded Sam of how hungry he was. But he didn't whine, he was going to be a good boy today.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean smiled as he walked back into the bedroom, carrying a cool bottle and a bib in his hands. "You wanna feed him, Cas? I bet he'd love that, don't you?" Dean asks, as he ruffles Sam's hair, and smiles at him, giving his diapered bottom a gentle pat.

 

[AStarorTwo]

The angel nodded, accepting both items. Managing to tie the bib behind Sam's long, chestnut hair, Castiel gently ushered the baby bottle towards the younger Winchester.


Giving a small squeak, Sam opened his mouth eagerly, before latching onto the rubber nipple. He suckled hungrily, enjoying the taste of the formula. Smiling at his Daddy and Uncle behind the bottle, Sam finished quickly, before giving a small burp. It didn't feel good, and he frowned and squirmed, wanting the icky feeling to go away.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Aww, Sammy. Do you have a tummyache, baby boy?" Dean cooed as he gently took Sam from Cas and held him in his arms, gntly rubbing his back, and patting his bottom lovingly. He hoped Sammy didn't have a tummy ache, those weren't fun.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Letting out a longer burp, followed by a few hiccups, the icky feeling went away, leaving behind the smiley, affectionate little one Dean and Cas had come to know and love even more. Even though he felt a bit sleepy, Sam still wanted to play and do other things with Daddy and his Uncle. The angel didn't get to visit that much sometimes.


Pointing to his playpen, squirmed in Dean's arms, telling the older that he wanted to go in there. Filled with toys, pillows, and a fluffy blanket, it was one of the baby's favorite places ever.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean smiled. "Alright, Sammy. I'll put you down, now." Dean cooes, as he gently sits Sam down in his playpen, leaning down and ruffling his long, chestnut hair. "You play nice, now, Sammy." He says.


Dean then walks over to the shelf and pulls out a diaper. "Oh, hey, Cas, did I show you these new diapers I got for Sammy, yet? They're so cute, and I know he'll love the thickness." Dean says, as he shows Cas the bright blue diaper covered in babyish prints.

 

[AStarorTwo]

The angel nodded, "I think he will enjoy them too, Dean. But where do you find all of these? I am positive that people are not accustomed to a grown man acting like an infant." While the three in that room were perfectly okay with it, others can be a little bit more...judgmental.


Clumsily grabbing a plush block, Sam giggled before putting one of the corners in his mouth, chewing on it and covering it in drool. Kicking his legs in happiness, the long-haired little one used his other hand to grip his baby blue-colored blanket. Soft and warm, and large enough to cover over Sam's long frame, he tugged it closer to himself, rubbing the material against his cheek.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Well, there are places online, where you can buy all kinds of stuff for people like Sammy. It's pretty pricy, but it's worth it, if it make Sam happy." Dean says, looking over at Sam and smiling warmly. He loved seeing his baby boy enjoying himself.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Dropping the soaked block out of his mouth, blanket still in hand, Sam looked about the room, hazel eyes shining. Finally seeing his Daddy smiling at him, eyes crinkling at the corners, the younger squealed and tried his best to wave. Bouncing up and down, becoming more and more filled with glee at seeing Daddy happy with him, Sam didn't realize had started to pee in his excitement.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Well, it looks my little guy is full of energy, isn't he?" Dean cooes as he puts the diaper back on the shelf and grabs a pacifier, taking it over to Sam, and popping it into his mouth, giving his forehead a kiss.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Leaning in a tad to the forehead kiss, which tickled; Sam cooed around his pacifier. Giggling also, as he felt the slight squish of his wet diaper against his bottom, it felt funny. But the younger liked the squish, and wanted to stay messy, because he knew Daddy would change him later anyways. Crawling around his large playpen, the little one started to stack blocks on top of each other, babbling softly around the pacifier and having fun making the tower.


The angel watching him smiled, enjoying his "nephew" being so delighted and content with the simple things; where he didn't have to worry about monsters and other things that go bump in the night. Neither did Dean, overjoyed with his Daddy/caretaker role and getting to take care of his little brother all over again.


"Dean, should we start to make dinner? It seems a bit late..." Cas wondered, looking at the clock along the opposite wall, the hands nearing six in the evening.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

"Yeah. Can you grab Sammy for me, and bring him into the kitchen?" Dean asks, as he heads out to the kitchen, where he pulls out a pot, and gathers all the needed ingredients for making spaghetti. He smiles when he hears Sam babbling down the hall. Dean truly loved Sam, and taking care of him was the most rewarding thing in the world.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Bringing his nephew down the hall, Castiel grinned widely at the constant stream of babbles coming from Sam. It was elating to see the little one work on his talking, and it was truly adorable.


Sitting Sam into his highchair, the angel entertained the younger while Dean was making dinner, the delicious smell of cooking making them both hungry. Attempting to make funny faces, which felt alien to Cas, he felt triumphant when Sam uttered a happy giggle and clapped his hands at his Uncle's antics.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean turned to see Sam giggling and clapping his hands excitedly. He grinned widely, and turned back to cooking, again. "I hope you're getting hungry, Sammy. Daddy's making spaghetti tonight, buddy." Dean says, knowing how messy Sam will be after he's finished eating. A bath will definitely be needed tonight.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Sucking on his fingers, drool pouring from his mouth and onto his onesie, Hearing Daddy mention spaghetti had Sam bang his free hand on the tray of his highchair in glee. Uncle Cas smiled at him, making the little one give a toothy grin behind his fingers.


Knowing that Sam would be messy as always after he ate, Castiel grabbed his bib and wrapped it around Sam's neck. Patting it, Castiel murmured, gently grabbing his nephew's hand to stop the loud banging, "Shh. I know you are excited, Sam."