(A/N :I don't know if this a oneshot yet or what it is. I just know that Mattie wanted me to write it a whole year ago, and I finally did. So. This is what I have. if I want to, I will add more. But y'know, I'm lazy, and uninspired...soooo hahah. It's unlikely. Although reviews can change my mind. I"m easily turned around by those.)
She lightly waved the bunny over her baby, smiling as he grinned; reaching for it and giggling a little. He'd just started really laughing, and she could never get enough of it. She was laughing, too. Flipping her wavy blonde hair over her shoulder, she touched the bunny's nose to her baby boy's. She smiled when he yawned, green eyes scrunching closed with the force of it. She leaned over and kissed his forehead, letting him have the bunny. The stuffed animal was still bigger than he was. She wondered how long it would take before he finally got bigger than the toy.
She wearily crawled into bed, hoping John would come soon to keep her warm and hold her safe. Then again he was probably asleep in front of the television again. They never should have gotten that chair. Grabbing a blanket off the foot of the bed she went downstairs and crawled into John's lap, settling the blanket around them both. John shifted just enough to wrap his arms around her, and she snuggled against his chest. She slept easy, knowing the bunny would keep Dean busy until she or John woke up.
When the sun filtered in through the blinds Mary stretched, rolling over to find herself in bed, her husband next to her still asleep. She quietly slipped out of bed to check on Dean. He was just starting to wake up, and when she picked him up he leaned away, reaching for the bunny. She handed it to him, shaking her head a little. At least he wasn't one of those babies that flung the toy away to make the parents play fetch. Because that was obnoxious. Lifting her baby boy she hugged him to her chest and carried him, and the bunny, back to the bed. She settled her little one on the bed next to John so he could be between them. John stirred slightly, opening one eye to notice the addition of a baby to the bed. He smiled and lightly smoothed the boy's blonde hair. Dean smiled at him, green eyes roving the room curiously. John knew that he was going to get into everything. One small hand plucked absentmindedly at the rabbit's soft fur. "Buh" seemed to be the noise Dean had attached to the stupid thing, and John sighed a little, settling the bunny closer to his son.