Hi guys. I know it's been a long time since I posted anything at all... but what can I do? I have been on a bad writer's block. I hope to continue with my other stories as soon as possible. Anyways here you go another story my muse lead me into.
It was a cool night. The spring air blowing gently through the French windows of the little house that stood there. The chirping of crickets was the only sound in the cool air. Inside the house, three year old Dean played happily with his cars. He seemed to be engrossed in his toy completely. The wind blowing from the window gently caressing the mop of blonde hair.
By the couch, sat Mary, watching with quiet admiration at the young miracle playing in front of her. Dean truly was a gift from god. Just then Dean looked up from his car and with barely suppressed excitement ran towards her. "Momma momma. Look! Look! What I found. I opened up the car."
"Very good. You well be just like your father. He likes cars also. He will be proud."
Dean smiled his adorable dimples that at this young age had women 'oohing and aahing' at him.
"And Sammy?" he asked. His innocent child like eyes wide.
"Of course. He will be proud of you too. De? Why did u call him Sammy?"
"Coz he is Sammy isn't he? I know he is." Dean replied with strong conviction.
Just then Mary feels a soft kick in her stomach. She gasps in surprise. Did she imagine it? It didn't seem like.
"Just like you knew I was Dean. I know that he is Sammy.i know he is going to be Sammy."
Another kick
"Pretty little Sammy. We will play so much when you come. We will be best brothers."
Another kick. Mary sighed. Joy flitted across her face with each kick. Just then Dean puts his tiny hands on her stomach and says, "What is Sammy doing now mommy?"
Mary smiled. "Sammy likes the sound of your voice De. He likes being called Sammy I think."
Dean's eyes shone with admiration, excitement and most of all love for the little boy he had just christened as Sammy.
Moving his tiny hands over her swollen belly, he moved his little head forward and kissed her belly. He then gently whispered, "I love you Sammy. Always will. I promise I will be the best big brother ever."
The end