A little cuteness. Papa!Sam. I own nothing. Review!

"Dean," Sam said shaking his head, "Please, just wait a minute. I'll explain everything."

Growling softly I crossed my arms and waited. Sam said he had a good excuse for not trying to get me out. I know we said we wouldn't try to get the other back when they died, but to have him actually listen kind of hurt.

The drive took awhile and I felt myself getting angrier and angrier as he drove. Where the hell was he taking me and what did this have to do with him not trying to save me?

"Dean," Sam said sighing, "I want you to meet someone."

"Who?" I almost growled out.

Instead of saying something Sam climbed out of the car and started towards the door. He barely got a few steps out before the door was thrown open and a little girl, no older then three, ran out.

"Daddy!" the girl yelled throwing herself into Sam's arms

"Leyna," Sam said holding the girl to his chest, "I missed you today."

"Miss you too."

I stared at the two in shock as they talked. Or, the girl, Leyna, talked and Sam, though I didn't know how he understood what she was saying. So, this is what Sam had been doing.

"Leyna," a teenage girl said running out of the house, "You know you shouldn't run out of house without someone with you."

"Sorrys, Sara" Leyna said with that puppy-dog pout that I only thought Sam could do.

"It's okay. Just don't do it again. Wait for your Dad to come to the door and then wait for me to open it. Okay?"

"Okays."

Sara smiled softly at Leyna before looking up at Sam. Almost instantly a light blush came to her cheeks. Seemed like the baby-sitter had a bit of a crush on my little brother.

"Sara," Sam said smiling, "This is my older brother Dean. Dean, this is Leyna's sitter and my daughter, Leyna."

I continued to stare at Sam like he was insane before finally looking down at the little girl. I had to admit, with how Sam looked like when he was younger, this girl was his daughter.

Her wavy brown hair had a few butterfly clips in it that I knew were jabbing Sam in the jaw. Her hazel eyes were staring at me curiously from behind Sam's shoulder. Shy, got that from Sam too.

She was wearing a weird neon pink skirt and black T-shirt along with a pair of white cowboy boots. It was lucky that she was so young and probably picked the outfit out herself.

"I'll get her bag," Sara said going back inside.

"Thank you," Sam said called out, "Leyna, this is your Uncle Dean. Can you say hi?"

Leyna's eyes widened slightly at that and for a moment I swore she was going to refuse. That was until she slowly turned to me and muttered a 'hi' so low I wondered if I imagined it.

"Hey," I said nodding back.

"Here you go, Sam," Sara said coming out with a Yoshi shaped backpack, "Leyna had a small fruit salad, I made sure there were no apples, about an hour ago. She hasn't taken a nap yet though."

"Thank you, Sara. I probably won't drop Leyna off tomorrow. I'll call you next time I need you to watch her. Have a good day."

Sam turned away from Sara and slowly made his way back to the car. Opening the backseat he slipped Leyna into a car seat, which I somehow hadn't noticed before, before looking back at me.

"Dude?" I said staring at him.

"Leyna will go down for her nap in about half an hour," Sam said shrugging, "Can we wait until then?"

Sighing I nodded my head and got into the passengers' seat. My eyes instantly went to the rearview mirror to see what Leyna was doing. She was simply digging through that Yoshi bag of hers.

"Daddy?" Leyna said her voice barely above a whisper.

"What is it, Sweetie?" Sam asked strapping himself in before turning back to look at his daughter.

Shyly the little girl, my niece, handed Sam a piece of paper. I couldn't see what it was, but by the smile that came to my little brother's lips I knew that it was something he already loved.

"It's a puppy," Sam said showing the picture to me.

"It's you," Leyna said suddenly very excited, "Daddy puppy!"

Sam let out a soft laugh his eyes filled with a happiness that I hadn't seen in a long time. Even I couldn't help but smile slightly at that. I always did say that Sam looked like a puppy.

I had never really wondered what Sam would be like if he was a parent. It was a hard thing to see when you thought that your life was going to be ruled by hunting. That hunting was all you'd ever do.

Now I was watching this and I was proud. Sam was a good Father. And from what I was seeing Leyna seemed to love him. Yeah, I was defiantly proud of my little brother right now.

We pulled into an apartment complex a moment later and Sam took Leyna out of her car seat. The young girl was already yawning softly as she curled herself into Sam's chest.

"Go to sleep, Baby," Sam said kissing her forehead.

"Don't want to," Leyna said yawning.

Sam gave her a confused look. Seemed like it was weird for Leyna not to want to take her nap. Now that was defiantly not something she got from Sam. It was a war to get him to do a lot of things when he was younger.

Taking a bath, taking a nap, or getting a hair cut. It was a chore to get him to do any of those things. At least it was if you didn't know the games that I made up to distract him.

"Meet Uncle De," Leyna said her eyes slipping shut.