"Let's say goodnight to your baby brother and then get you two into bed." Mary said with a smile carrying Dean into the nursery and holding a young girls hand, who couldn't have been any older then 5 or 6 years old.
"But Mommy, I don't wanna go to sleep." The little girl complained as Mary put Dean down and he climbed up to look down at Sam.
Mary smiled at her and said. "Henrietta, you've got to go to sleep." And put a hand on the girls head and she pouted before climbing up next to Dean.
"Night Sam." Dean said and leaned down and kissed his four-head.
Henrietta looked down at Sam and said as he looked up at her and Dean. "He's so quiet...a lot quieter then Dean."
"Moommyy." Dean said pouting.
"Henry, be nice to your brother." Mary told her and stood next to them, leaning over to look at Sam and put a hand on his head before leaning down to kiss him on top of the head.
"Hey Dean, Henry." John said from behind them with a smile.
"Daddy!" Dean said turning around and running up to him, John knelt down and picked Dean up.
"So, you think Sammy's ready to throw around a football yet?" John asked jokingly.
"No Daddy." Dean said with a laugh and John smiled and hugged him.
Mary smiled at them and walked out of the room, putting a hand on John's shoulder and saying. "Goodnight." Before walking away.
Henry walked over and looked up at John. "Daddy! What about me?" She said and John laughed and knelt down, setting Dean on his feet and pulling them both into a hug.
