A/N Hope you enjoy this and the chapter goes out to everyone who needs a good cheering up like yours truly.

Playtime

As three year old's go Dean Winchester is as curios and inquisitive about the world like any other toddler, and his questions dumbfound even Sam the walking encyclopedia. This afternoon he wants to know why puppy is sleeping. Sam's reply that puppy sleeps because his tired does not satisfy Dean in the slightest and he assaults Sam with, but why's. But why is he tired Sammy, but why does he sleep so long Sammy, but why, but why, but why…there isn't an answer between here, heaven or hell that Sam can offer to get Dean to quit. And the only stalemate Sam could offer was, "Let's go for a drive." And not ask any more questions Sam wanted to add but didn't. He hoisted Dean up and carried him on his hip to the Impala.

Not too far from Bobby's home was a park, it was a pleasant Autumn day which brought out a lot of moms and nannies with little ones in tow. Sam couldn't remember the last time he had actually visited one must have been when he was a kid himself he thought.

"Can I take my jacket off?" Dean said even though he was already unzipping himself out of it.

"It's not that warm dude, keep it on." Sam said prying Dean's stubborn little hands away from the zipper and zipping the jacket back up.

"Why?" Dean asked and Sam sighed here we go again.

"Otherwise you'll catch a cold or get sick or something. So just keep the jacket on."

"And the gloves. And the beanie? The scarf?" Dean asked. "Can't play like this." Dean said standing with his arms outstretched emphasizing his overwhelming discomfort.

Sam looked at Dean and smiled to himself, and realized he had dressed up Dean to resemble somewhat comically a little Michelin man with all the layers of clothing. Okay so maybe he had gone a little overboard. Again, sure. But he just didn't want Dean to get sick that's all. He worried about the little guy too much Sam was wondering if he would get through Dean's curse without suffering a mental breakdown first.

"Okay, okay I get your point." Sam conceded and Dean didn't wait for further instruction he was out of the jacket and accessories quickly and ready to take on the playground. That is until there was a sudden gush of wind that startled both Winchesters and Dean a little more than Sam.

"It's okay kiddo." Sam said placing a consoling hand on Dean's back as he looked up at the trench coat wearing angel that had appeared seemingly out of thin air.

Castiel stared curiously at the three-year-old child.

"Just a child." Cas said. "I had to come and see this for myself."

"Who are you?" Dean asked.

"I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition because god commanded it." Castiel announced with pride.

Sam rolled his eyes back in his head and then glared at Castiel.

"Seriously?" He asked.

"Sammy." Dean asked tugging at Sam's jeans and Sam bent down to Dean's height. "What's he saying?" Dean whispered in his brother's ear.

"Don't listen to him okay his an idiot you go play."

"I am actually an angel of the lord." Castiel clarified and Sam gave him another look.

"Sam." Castiel said. "Why did you not explain any of this to him? Why did you not tell him about me?"

"Oh I don't know Cas." Sam whispered animatedly and then he yelled. "Maybe it has something to do with the fact that his only three years old!" There was a lengthy silence before anyone spoke.

"I am sorry Sam I still do not understand why you wouldn't tell him about me." Castiel said sounding disappointed.

"Your silly." Dean decided looking up at the angel.

"Straight from the mouth of babes." Sam replied with a smile watching Dean run off in the direction of a few children his age. Sam and Castiel sat down on a park bench overlooking the playground.

"Cas don't take it personally okay, I didn't tell him about you because where would I even start huh? His just a baby man. And besides I didn't think you would show up anytime soon so no hard feelings?" Sam said.

"I understand completely and no, no hard feelings. Sam this place is very dangerous." Castiel said in foreboding voice like an imminent bolt of lightning was going to crash down from the sky and shatter the playground to pieces.

"Why do you say that?" Sam asked concerned.

"Look at all these obstacles, and there could be anything lurking in that pit of sand it is a breeding ground for germs, and that spinning wheel contraception he could get on there and fall off and crack his skull, we should get him out of here." Sam suppressed a laugh.

"How can you find the idea of your brother cracking his skull amusing?" Cas demanded.

"It's not funny relax! I'm just glad I'm not the only one freaking out over here." Sam said reaching out squeezing Castiel's shoulder. "He'll be fine Cas we just have to watch him that's all." Sam said it for Cas's benefit as much for his own.

They watched in silence as Dean made his way to the jungle gym.

Sooooo, his gonna climb it, other kid's are doing it to. It's okay, it's all good, It's cool. Sam told himself and also reminded himself to breathe at the same time.

"Sam I don't like this." Cas said watching Dean's every move.

"His just monkeying around."

"Need I remind you that he is in fact not a monkey?" Cas asked.

Sam didn't bother to respond they both watched as Dean mounted the summit of the jungle gym, raised himself up against the bars, the victorious climber enjoying the view from his epic climb and then they watched him let go of the railings. Was he actually gonna jump? No! Sam's heart skiped a beat as he watched Dean jump to the sand below.

Both angel and human were up on their legs at the same time.

"Dean!" They screamed in unison startling the child and the rest of the playground with the outburst.

Sam felt the heat of embarrassment sneak up on his ears and cheeks as everyone stared at him and Cas.

"I told you this place was dangerous." Cas scowled indifferent to the looks that was coming their way.

"Shut up." Sam whispered walking over the jungle gym where Dean looked close to tears and Sam felt like a big old jerk.

"Hey, I'm sorry okay I didn't mean to shout at you." Sam said bending down in front of Dean whose bottom lip quivered and his eyes got shiny with tears. Oh no Sam thought. "Dean please don't cry. Please." Sam begged.

"Your mad at me." Dean said shoulders shaking and then there it was the levee broke and tears ran down the length of Dean's cheeks.

"You made him cry I hope your happy Sam Winchester." Castiel said joining them folding his arms over his chest.

"Will you be quiet." Sam said pulling Dean closer to him. "I'm not mad at you Dean I just got scared okay. You got that I am not mad at you. Cas and I we kinda overreacted there when we saw you jumping off from the gym." Sam lifted Dean up in his arms cradling the boy to his chest whose sobs wracked his entire body.

"I know the look." A woman spoke up coming over to them with a small girl balanced on her hip.

"What look?" Sam asked worried rubbing his hands up and down Dean's small back trying to soothe the child into submission. But Dean was in the grips of his outburst.

"First time parent. You have it written all over you." She said with a laugh. Sam started to object.

"I'm not…" He began to explain.

"This place is dangerous." Castiel interceded.

"Cas enough." Sam warned.

"You know they're kids and they come here to have fun and they are pretty resilient if you just give them a chance." She dug a tissue out of her pocket giving it to Sam who lifted Dean higher wiping the tears away from his face with it.

"You okay?" Sam asked and Dean nodded still looking anything but okay.

"Wanna go home." Dean said in a shaky voice.

"But we just got here." Sam whispered feeling like an even bigger jerk.

"I won't allow him to raise his voice at you again Dean I promise." Castiel spoke up.

"Hey I wasn't the only one shouting remember." Sam said but as usual Castiel looked unconcerned about the revelation.
"Dean." The lady spoke up and he looked at her with puffy eyes stained red with tears. "That's your name?" She asked and he nodded as Sam brushed his hair with the palm of his hand.

"You're a very lucky boy you have two daddy's who love you very much. They're just scared your gonna hurt yourself." Sam and Castiel both looked at her starteld. Two Daddy's?

"Um it's not like…" Sam started to say but she ignored him completely.

"Your daddy's didn't mean too shout at you honey."

Dean looked at Sam and then at Castiel he smiled and dropped his head to Sam's shoulder where he snuggeld.

"Your not mad at me?" Sam asked.

"Nuh uh." Dean replied shaking his head against Sam's shoulder.

"Good because I really didn't mean to shout at you and neither did Castiel." Sam dropped a kiss on Dean's forehead.

"So do you still want to go home?" Castiel asked and Dean shook his head.

"What do you want to do?" Sam asked.

"Go on the swing." Dean whispered pointing in the direction.

"Swing it is then." Sam said and Cas started to say something about the swing being dangerous.

"Can it." Sam warned.

"But Sam." Cas continued following them to the swings.

"Sit in the swing." Sam instructed.

"No, I don't want to." Cas said staring at the swing like it was evil. "I have never been on a swing before."

"Don't be scared Cas it's okay, it's gonna be fun." Dean said. And Cas looked at him contemplating and decided if Dean thought it was okay it most certainly would be okay so he sat down in the swing wrapping his trenchcoat around him comfortably.

"You hold the precious cargo." Sam said putting Dean down on Cas's lap and the angel wrapped his arms protectively around the child's waist. Holding Dean closely to his body.

"You got to lift your legs Cas or your going nowhere fast." Sam said which Cas did dutifully looking rather worried about proceedings.

And Sam stepped up behind them and gave the swing a mighty push sending angel and child off into the air.

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee higher Sammy!" Dean cried arms stretched out to the heavens as they went up in the air. "To the moon!"

"And the stars." Sam said.

"Weeeeeeeeeeee and the stars!"

"You doing okay Cas?" Sam asked.

"Excellent." Still clinging onto Dean for dear life.

"See nothing to worry about." Sam said giving the swing another push and waiting for the two to return to him just to send them off one more time. And so it went for a while.

"Not scared anymore Cas?" Dean wanted to know leaning back against the angel.

"No I am no longer afraid Dean."

"Its fun." Dean said through an almighty yawn resting his head against Cas's chest. Dean's hand went to his face he rubbed at his eyes letting out another yawn he's thumb found his mouth and he sucked on it with comfort. His eyelids drooped a few times as Sam's gentle swaying of the swing sent him off into slumber.

"Dean why so quiet had enough of the swing man?" Sam asked.

"His asleep." Castiel said looking down at the boy whose body had gone soft with sleep. "Really?" Sam asked surprised pulling the swing back grounding it to a halt, he walked around it and Cas struggled to shuffle the sleeping child in his arms to hold him better.

"Wow, we need a swing at Bobby's for bedtime." Sam said watching Dean stir in his sleep and reach out and grab a small fist full of Cas's trench coat and held onto it tightly.

"You want me to take him?' Sam asked as Cas looked down at Dean seemingly mesmerized.

"No I've got him." Cas replied. "Or would you like to return to Bobby's already?"

"No we can stay here if that's what you want to do." Sam said sitting down in the swing beside Cas.

"Thank you Sam I would like that."

"What are you thinking?" Sam wanted to know rocking himself back and forth on the swing as he watched Cas just staring at Dean.

"This curse." Cas whispered wiping a stray strand of hair off from Dean's forehead.

"It's not so bad?" Sam finished for him and Cas looked up at Sam.

"That is exactly what I was thinking." Cas replied doing something he rarely did. He smiled.

A/N So did you like it? Drop a line don't be shy I don't bite and its so very nice to hear from you and it makes me not feel like I'm out here writing to myself like a crazy person! Bye and take care till next time be good to one another