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Raising Sammy

"Wanna try walkin' around some more? You're doing really well," Dean offered, wanting to see how well his baby's been doing. That, and he always like that surge of pride he felt.
 
"Okay, sorry, baby." Dean murmured as he cuddled Sammy close. Still, the hazel-eyed man's motor skills were so much better than before. Along with his eating; getting more and more teeth seemed to help.


Thinking about what they could do, Gabriel offered cheerily, "How about goin' outside, kiddo?"
 
All three caretakers exchanged a mixed expression. They didn't want Sam to be bored, especially not today. But hopefully the new things they placed outside were good enough.


Carrying Sam outside, the four were greeted with a new swing set and slide, a pool, and a bunch of other outdoor toys. It was the kid's first birthday after all, and spoiling was in order. Sam had had a rough year, with the accident that started this and all.
 
Sam grinned happily, and bounced in Dean's arms, wanting to play in his new sandbox. "Sandbox, Daddy! Pweese?" Sam asked, remembering his manners.
 
Chuckling at his brother's bouncing, Dean nodded, "Sure, baby. Good manners."


Heading over to the sandbox, the three sat down near Sam, ready to help.
 
Sam giggled as he started to fill a pail with sand, carefully turning it over and pulling it up, with a gasp. "Look, Daddy! I did it!" Sam announced proudly.
 
Throwing his head back in proud laughter, Dean nodded, "I see, buddy! Awesome." And to think, before this, Sam couldn't even lift the pail, let alone use it so well.
 
Once Sam's sandcastle seemed like it was done, the three smiled together. Sam was kind of artistic.


"I think we've got a new king of the castle!" Gabriel exclaimed, as he picked up the hazel-eyed man effortlessly and put him on his shoulders. It looked a bit comical, with their height difference; but neither cared.
 
Chanting "King Sam!" over and over, Gabriel laughed along to the taller's squeals and giggles, as he brought him over to the other outside stuff they had bought. The archangel had never been happier since the start of this, and, in reality, Dean and Cas could easily agree.
 
After Sam asked to stop, and the swing slowed down so their little one could be picked off from it, Dean grinned and breathed out a laugh, "I take it you like the swings, huh?"
 
Wordlessly, the four headed into the house where Dean placed Sam in his crib. Soon they'd have to get a toddler bed for Sam, but the crib in the nursery worked for the time being.


After each caretaker kissed Sam's forehead, and said their own praises and words of love, they left the room.
 

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