Sam's POV

I watched Gabriel playing with our 7-year-old son Dean they were running around and playing tag. Gabriel and I adopted Dean nearly a year ago now, Dean didn't talk because when he was 4 years old his father killed his mother and started a fire in an attempt to kill Dean too. Dean had burn scars on his chest, arms and a few on his legs, he had been in foster care for a year and a half because of his burns and the bills that came along with them. When we had gone to the orphanage we saw plenty of 'normal' kids, but the moment we met Dean, I could see Gabriel falling in love with him, and it didn't take long for me to either. When we told the woman who ran the orphanage that we wanted Dean Winchester I had to stop Gabe from ripping her head off when she said, "Are you sure you want him? He doesn't talk and he has a lot of bills that need to be paid…" Gabe would have punched her if he could have but he knew better, he did yell at her telling her all he needed was love. Dean hasn't talked yet but he was smiling more and more lately, which was a great thing to see. I smiled as Gabriel caught up to Dean and picked him up, tickling him gently. Dean giggled excitedly and suddenly shouted, "Papa stop it!"

Gabe's hand stopped instantly, making Dean's eyes go wide as he realized he had just talked for the first time in nearly 3 years. Gabe sat down in the grass and I could see Dean's eyes fill with tears, making Gabe hug Dean gently rubbing his back, "Shh its okay Dean, I've got you, buddy"

Dean let out a soft whimper and nuzzled his nose into Gabe's neck. I moved so I was closer to them and gently kissed Dean's head before kissing Gabe's head before I sat down next to them. Dean favored Gabe more than he did me because Gabe was shorter than me and less threatening, it hurt sometimes but I did my best to not let it get to me because I loved him so much and I knew it wasn't his fault. Dean sniffled gently and pulled away from Gabe's neck, and I saw the little boy we had adopted from the orphanage again as he softly asked, "Is…is it okay if I call you Papa?"

Gabe smiled a little with tears in his eyes and nodded, "Of course it is Dean, you can call me anything you want buddy"

Dean blushed and looked at the little teddy bear I had given him so I gently took his hand, "That doesn't mean you have to talk Bean, but your Papa and I are happy to hear your voice"

Dean took his lower lip between his teeth gently before nodding a little, "Otay Sammy"

I laughed a little and nodded, "Well Bean I think it is about time for you to go to bed"

As I said bed Dean yawned, before he rubbed his eyes. Then he nodded a little and I could see he wanted to ask something, but I could tell he had had enough talking for now. Gabriel gently said, "Sam why don't you go read him a bedtime story while I clean up down here?"

Dean's eyes lit up, telling me that's what he wanted so I smiled and picked him gently, and went up the stairs to his bedroom. I helped him change into his pajamas before I laid down with him to read a story, after ten minutes he was out cold, curled against my side with his teddy. I stroked his hair gently before leaning down and softly kissing his head, "Sweet Dreams Dean".

I stayed there and watched him sleep not wanting to move him, after a few minutes Gabe came in and stood in the doorway, smiling a little as he softly asked, "He asleep?"

I nodded softly and whispered quietly, "Yeah he fell asleep a few minutes ago, he is out pretty hard."

Gabe nodded a little before coming over to help me get out of Dean's bed, without disturbing him too much. Once we were out in the hall I leaned against the door and pulled Gabe closed to my chest, Gabe smiled up at me and gently said, "He talked Sam."

I smiled a little and kissed Gabe slowly before nodded, "He did, I mean after all that time in foster care he hadn't talked once… and then we have him for almost a year and he calls you Papa? It is crazy what proper love can do for a child"

Gabe nodded and he studied my face, "What's wrong my moose?"

I rolled my eyes before shaking my head, "Nothing love, c'mon let's go to bed."

Gabe stayed silent until we got back to our room, once were both changed into our own pajamas he looked at me, "Something's bothering you, Sam, I know you okay? We have been together for 5 years and married for 3, Talk to me, Sam?"

I sighed a little and closed my eyes, "He likes you better and… and I don't know it kind of hurts sometimes"

Gabe came over and kissed me softly, "Hey, c'mon Sam. You know why they told us when we adopted him he may find you threatening and take more time to warm up to you. Just give it time Sam?"

I nodded, before sighing heavily, "I know, I know I shouldn't be upset but I don't know it just… Hurts sometimes"

Gabe nodded, "We knew this was going to be an uphill battle when we adopted him Sam. I mean the fact that he talked tonight? For the first time in 3 years is amazing baby, Love and care was all that little boy needed and him talking tonight proved that to us."

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, stressed out a little before nodding, "Shit… you're right. Damn it I am being so stupid, After this beautiful little boy has been through hell I am complaining. I mean we haven't even had him for a whole year and then had him for 2 and not once did he seem remotely happy or safe enough to talk."

Gabe smiled before we both climbed into bed and he buried his nose into my neck, I smiled and kissed his head before he gently said, "Go to sleep Sammy"

I groaned a little and shook my head, "Damn it, I knew when he said it, you were going to use it."

Gabe laughed a bit and nodded, "Of course, I can't believe I never used it before."

I smiled before kissing his head and closing my eyes. I had just drifted off to sleep when I heard a scream coming from Dean's room, I was instantly out of bed and ran to Dean's room. Dean was tossing and turning in his bed so I went to his side and gently picked him up softly, "Hey, hey Bean sweetie its okay, Sammy's got you, buddy. It's just a bad dream sweetie"

Dean whimpered as he opened his eyes before cuddling into my chest and he cried hard. I softly walked over to the rocking chair and rocked him back and forth softly stroking his hair. Gabe came in and gently flicked the light on, softly asking "Another nightmare?"

I nodded a little but kept rocking Dean gently, as Gabe came over I tried to hand him to Gabriel thinking he would feel better with Gabe but Dean whimpered and clung tightly to my shirt, "Noo"

I nodded and stroked his hair gently, "Okay, okay buddy its okay, I've got you, sweetie."

Since we had adopted Dean we realized he had nightmares, it was really hard when we first got him because it hurt to see him so scared. At first the nightmares were every night but lately, they had spaced out to about every 2 or 3 nights. Most of the time Dean preferred Gabe, but occasionally he would refuse to let me go. Gabe softly kneeled in front of the chair and rubbed Dean's back, kissing his head lightly, "It's okay baby boy, want some warm milk, Dean?"

Dean nodded and whimpered softly, then he rubbed his eyes with his fist sleepily before he gently whimpered, "I miss my mommy" then he started crying again.

I softly started rocking again and stroked his hair gently, "I know you do Bean. C'mon why don't we get you some milk?"

Dean nodded and nuzzled his nose into my chest, I carefully adjusted him so his head was on my shoulder so I could stand up. I stroked his hair softly gently bouncing him a little as I walked into the kitchen before pouring Dean a cup of milk, before sticking it into the microwave to warm it up, once it was warm I added a little bit of vanilla extract before I sat down on one of the barstools. Then I gave Dean the glass of milk and he took a few sips. Gabe smiled and wrapped an arm around Dean and I before stroking Dean's hair, "Dean can you tell me what your mommy was like?"

Dean sniffled and rubbed at his eyes, "Mommy was pretty, she was the prettiest mommy… but daddy hurt her and me… but mommy didn't wake up"

Gabe kissed his head gently and rubbed his back a little, "I know buddy… I know. What did your mommy look like?"

Dean looked down at the cup of milk before taking another sip, then he worried his lip between his teeth before very softly saying, "I have a picture I could show you, papa…"

I looked at Gabe in shock, the orphanage had told us Dean's homes and all its contents including all their pictures were burned down. Gabe nodded and stroked his hair a little, "Of course Buddy, but can I ask you where you got this picture from? Sammy and I were told there were no more"

Dean bit his lip and looked at his hands, "Mama gave it to me after Pru was born. She told me to always keep it safe."

I made a face of confusion, we were never told Dean had a sister, so I softly asked him, "Can we see that picture bud?"

Dean nodded and we went back up to his room, I carefully sat him down and he climbed onto his bed, reaching under his pillow, it was folded over in the middle and he came back over to me holding it up for me, I carefully picked him up again before opening the picture showing Gabe as well, there was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair sitting on the trunk of a tree holding a little girl who had dark black hair with Dean sitting next his mother laying a hand on his sister's head. Dean pointed to the woman first, "That's mommy, and my little sister Pru. She got sick and went to heaven before daddy hurt mommy and me."

I took in a deep breath and stroked Dean's hair gently, that may have had something to do with Dean's father killing his wife and trying to kill his son, it wasn't an excuse but it could have been the reason he snapped or at least part of it. I handed Gabriel the picture and he smiled a little, "Your mom was beautiful Dean, Where is your Father in this picture"

Dean's eyes got wide and shook his head before burying his face in my chest, I knew he had enough for tonight. For a boy who hadn't talked in 2 years, this was amazing progress so I glanced at Gabe and shook my head a little before kissing Dean's head, "You wanna come sleep in bed with me and Papa Bean?"

Dean nodded but didn't remove his face from my chest, I carefully grabbed his favorite blanket and teddy, before going back to our room. Gabe followed me and turned the lights off before climbing into bed with us. He laid his hand on Dean's back and stroked his back softly, thankfully it didn't take Dean to long to fall asleep again. Once we were both sure Dean was asleep Gabe let out a heavy sigh and looked at me, "So… Dean had a little sister?"

I nod a little, "Yeah Pru. I read the picture apparently her full name is Prudence. His mom's name is Mary. It says on the back, 'My Dearest Mary-28, Dean-4, Prudence-6months'

Gabe lightly kissed Dean's head again before sighing, "wow, I wonder why she got sick… She looks like she was adorable"

I smiled and shrugged a little before kissing Gabe's head, "C'mon babe close your eyes we need to go to bed."

Gabe nodded a little and we both adjusted ourselves being careful not to disturb Dean, and then we fell asleep. I woke up in the morning to Dean playing with my hair quietly, I smiled a little and kissed his cheek starting to sit up just a little, "Hey there bean. Did you sleep okay?"

Dean nodded a little, "I slept otay Sammy."

I smiled a little at him and softly said, "I really love it when you talk Dean."

Dean blushed and quickly hid his face in my chest, "Thank's Sammy"

I stroked a hand through his hair softly before turning to look at Gabe who wasn't in bed and frowned, "Hey Dean where is Papa?"

Gabe came in with a tray of breakfast and smiled, "Good morning my moose, I was making breakfast for you and Dean-o"

Dean squealed excitedly and jumped off my lap running over the small reading table we had sitting by our large bay window. I smiled and went to get up as well to sit next to Dean but Gabe stopped me, "Uh-Uh, You my favorite moose are getting breakfast in bed. It's your birthday."

I groaned a little, I had forgotten about my birthday coming up today, I knew Gabe liked to plan parties and big events but I didn't feel like it, "Gabriel, c'mon you know I don't like making a big deal about my birthday"

Gabe rolled his eyes at me before nodding, "I know Sammy, it is just breakfast in bed 'kay?"

I sighed a little but nodded as Gabe sat the tray in front of me, in the 5 years we had been together he always woke me up with breakfast in bed, and then he would throw some huge party or do some grand gesture. Last year we went to the orphanage and found Dean, it took us another 2 months before we could finally adopt Dean and take him home but still. I hoped that since we have Dean things would be much more mellow so I softly said, "It better be Gabe."

Again Gabe rolled his eyes at me and smiled, "Relax Sam, seriously shut up and eat okay?"

I smiled a little before I started o eat my breakfast. I glanced at Dean who was silently eating his cereal. I smiled and once I was finished eating I started to get up so I could clean things up but Dean stopped me, "No No Sammy! It's your birthday! You get to stay in bed"

I laughed a little and settle back into bed, "Okay Bean I will stay right here. How was your cereal kiddo?"

Dean nodded proudly of himself for making me listen, "It was yummy, how was your brefast Sammy?"

I smiled a bit, "My breakfast was great buddy, your papa is a really great cook." I loved over at Gabe who was smiling softly, I knew he was texting someone which of course made me worried a little but I wasn't going to argue with him about this, I knew it was a big part of Gabe's personality even if I sometimes found it annoying

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