You're Good With Kids

by yourself-myself

Outsider POV. She see's how Dean acts with her child.

I stared at the gruff looking man. He was covered in scars and muscle, had awful language and most of the time wore a hardened expression but when he crouched down next to my little boy and spoke softly with a smile and understanding I couldn't contain my shock.

"You're good with kids." I stated when he stood up, once again looking like the man I thought he always was.

"Ya, well," He shrugged modestly. "I practically raised my kid brother so I would hope I learned a thing or two."

My jaw dropped. "Sam? You raised Sam?"

"Dad wasn't home a lot and it was my job to protect him. I knew there was more than just physical damage out there. Dad never really understood that.