So, this is a little bit cheesy, but all Christmas tree stories are XD. This has a little Hurt/Comfort but more Fluff than anything. I hope you guys like it :) -Lola

It was Christmas time in the bunker, and Dean had convinced Sam and Cas that it would be a good idea to celebrate it since they had Jack. Sam wasn't even sure if Jack knew what Christmas was, but it was a fun holiday for someone like Jack and he was happy to help put a smile on the kid's face.

Right now, Castiel was at the store get the cheapest ornaments he could find. Meanwhile, the Winchester brothers and Jack were at the bunker trying to figure out how to put up the plastic Christmas tree that Sam had bought at Ace's Hardware down the street. The tree was a tall looking thing and was going to sit in the middle of the bunker. Sam wasn't so sure if that was a great idea because usually something crazy happened in the middle of the bunker and would break things, but the tree was cheap, and the ornaments were going to be too, so why not?

Dean was on the floor with the giant, eight-foot-tall, Christmas tree box by his feet. Dean had taken a butterfly knife and had cut through the edges of the box and ripped it open. To Dean's unpleasant surprise, the tree was not put together. He had to do that himself, so he had Sam leaning by one of the tables reading the directions and Jack flittering around them like an excited puppy.

Jack had never had a Christmas before or even had heard of Christmas. So, when he heard Sam, Dean, and Castiel talking about this mythical thing called 'Christmas' he had begun to do research. There were all sorts of things you did on Christmas. You baked cookies, this man called Santa delivered presents, you go presents from your family/friends, and there were miracles that happened. Jack thought that all sounded pretty awesome especially since they got to decorate the Christmas tree and Sam was going to help him make Christmas cookies later. Jack really did enjoy sweets, but Sam was strict on how much he couldn't and could have so he often had to sneak down to the kitchen and stuff his face full when Sam was sleeping.

"Dean, that pole goes the other way." Sam informed his brother as he frowned in concentration at the directions. He was looking up on how to light up the pre-lit lights.

Dean looked over at his brother in irritation. If there was one thing hated, it was being corrected when he was fixing things. "I can put together a damn Christmas tree, Sam." He grumbled, but he did reverse the way the pole was going.

Jack made another lap around the Christmas tree box looking on in gleeful excitement. He wasn't sure why he was so excited. It was just a tree, he had seen plenty of trees before. Heck, this was even a plastic tree not even the real thing. It didn't smell like the pine trees that were in places like Michigan, and the leaves felt plasticy. He guessed that what's Christmas could do to you, make you feel all joyful inside even with something fake.

Soon enough the Christmas tree was put together and standing proudly in the middle of the bunker. Dean had hauled the box away while Sam stuck the red and green tree skirt underneath it.

"What's that?" Dean asked gesturing to the red and green tree skirt.

"It's a tree skirt Dean," Sam informed his brother as he looked over at Jack. "Makes it look nicer."

Dean made a face at his brother in disapproval. "Dude, could you be any more of a girl?"

Before Sam could reply the bunker's door opened and revealed Cas with several huge bags on his arms. "I am back with decorations." Cas informed them as he came into the room and plopped the bags down on the table.

Jack perked up curiously and came over to the bags and began to ruffle through them. He smiled when he found a star that could be put on the top of the Christmas tree. He would need Sam to help put it on and it would be the last thing that they would do, but it was just like the one from the movie Elf.

"Do you see any ornaments you like, Jack?" Sam asked the boy with a soft smile as he stood with his brother and Cas.

Jack turned as he put the star down and grabbed a mini angel ornament. "I like this one." Jack informed Sam as he walked over to the tree and put the little angel on one of the branches that was eye level to him.

Dean always seemed to have a soft spot for Christmas, Sam noticed. Or even any holiday for that matter, whether it be Halloween or Valentine's day Dean was always excited. So, it was no surprise to Sam when his brother went over and joined Jack in decorating the tree first.

Dean began to chuckle deeply. "Where did you find this?" Dean asked looking over at Cas with a grin of excitement. In the eldest Winchester brother's hand there was a burger ornament.

Cas gave a little smile as he reached into the bag and grabbed a little red ball. "At a store called the 'Dollar Store'." Cas informed him as he began to help in the process.

Sam, on the other hand, was a sucker for these types of moments. Sam pulled out his phone and began to take pictures of the event as well as one video that ended with Dean saying "get that stupid phone out of my face before I kick your stupid, bitch, ass" and Jack laughing at the end. He sent the video and photos to his Mom and Jodi since he was sure they would enjoy seeing that the boys were doing something other than hunting down the next big, bad thing.

Then Sam began to get involved. Since he was so tall, he was tasked on putting up all the ornaments in places that were too hard to reach for the others. Jack was very excited to be giving Sam directions for once because it was always the other way around.

"Where do you want this one Jack?" Sam asked, as they were coming down to the last of the ornaments.

Jack had handed Sam a snowman ornament with a red sparkly scarf. "Up on that branch." Jack said pointing to one of the highest ones.

Sam had to get on the step ladder to reach the branch, he reached up there looking down at Jack. "Right here?" He asked the younger boy.

Jack stepped back watching in concentration as he looked at the tree. He wanted it to be perfect, he wanted a perfect Christmas with his family. "Right there." Jack said in agreement and as Sam was putting the snowman onto the tree it slipped and shattered right onto the floor.

Jack looked down at it with a frown and an unhappy expression. He had wanted a perfect Christmas tree, and that snowman with the star would have made it perfect. The snowman was now in a million pieces on the tree skirt and throughout the floor.

"I'll get a broom." Cas said as he stalked towards the kitchen as Dean began to pick up some of the glass with his hands carefully.

"Sorry," Sam said with a shake of his head as he got down from the step ladder. "It slipped right through my hands."

"This sucks," Dean grumbled as he got up as Cas came in with the broom to get the rest of the pieces up. "Of course, you had to drop the one ornament that went everywhere." He snorted at his brother.

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother deciding not to reply. He turned and looked over at Jack who seemed to be really upset over one ornament. His head was down, and he was staring at the ground.

"Jack?" Dean called out, he caught onto Jack's behavior as well. "What's wrong?"

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "I just wanted it to be perfect. I just wanted something not to go wrong for once." He said with a shake of his head.

Sam and Dean looked at each other, they both knew this was not just about the ornament. This was about other things. They knew Jack had a hard year, especially since he had died and come back. Especially since Castiel made a deal that only he and Cas knew about, Sam and Dean did not. Sam and Dean knew that there was a lot of weight on Jack, and he was still very young. Heck, Jack had had a hard life. His mother died while giving birth to him, his nut job father stole his grace, and he had seen people he had cared about die. It wasn't fair, so none of his father figures could blame him for wanting something to go as planned for once.

"Things are never perfect Jack." Castiel jumped in after putting the broom up. "Even heaven is not perfect." Castiel knew that more than anyone. Even when heaven was at its best it was nowhere near perfect, there was always something that was wrong. Whether it be a feuding among the angels or something threatened the balance of souls.

Jack looked away from Cas. "I know that Castiel." Jack grumbled as he looked at the ground. "It just would have been nice."

Sam looked at him in concern, usually Jack was pretty happy-go-lucky but he had been through a lot. They didn't live in a life of Hallmark moments, they were all lucky to get just a full night's rest some time. Sam guessed it was normal for a kid to want to stop moving around, to stop having to fear for his life, Sam felt the same way. He would have given any thing just to have a normal Christmas. To have lived with his Mom, Dad, and brother his whole life and not have had to hunt. At the same time though, because of not having those things he had something many people would never have: actual love. The love his family shared was something that couldn't be replaced, even though it came at a high price it was worth it. At least, that's what Sam kept telling himself.

"Look Jack," Dean said as he got the kid's attention. "In my experience, the only time things are perfect is when some Supernatural crap is going on making it be perfect. And usually that crap is nasty." Dean said to the kid with a shake of his head.

"I think what Dean is trying to say," Sam interjected, he was usually better with the feeling stuff. "Is that we get it. Dean and I moved around our whole lives. At one point I would have given anything just to live in one place and just do normal kid stuff." Sam chuckled as he thought about his middle school and high school self. "But what we've learned is that a perfect, white picket fence, is not what it is cracked up to be."

Jack shrugged his shoulders as he nodded his head. He seemed to accept that answer, or at least come across as if he accepted it. All three men could tell though that the fact that Jack wasn't exactly normal was weighing heavily on him. "Can we put the star up now?" Jack asked quietly.

Sam was glad that subject had moved back to the Christmas tree, maybe that would cheer Jack up. "Yeah," Sam said going over and grabbing the star. "Do you want to put it on?"

A smile found its way onto Jack's lips and he nodded his head as he grabbed the star from Sam. Cas and Sam watched as Jack put the star on top of the tree while Dean got in position to make the whole thing come together. "How does that look?" Jack asked his Dads as he stood on the step ladder.

"It looks good," Cas said with a small, but proud, smile. "Come down, and let's see the whole thing."

Jack didn't need to be told twice. He came down quickly and stood next to Sam. Sam looked over at Dean who nodded his head signaling that he was ready. "Alright Jack." Sam said looking at the young Nephilim. "Put your hands over your eyes and don't open them until I say."

Jack looked at Sam strangely but shrugged and covered them. Sam looked over at his brother before starting to count. "One, two, three," Sam said and nodded his head. "Open your eyes."

The look on Jack's face was magical. It was one of childlike innocence and beauty. A huge, shocked smile came over Jack's face as he looked at the twinkling lights on the tree. Each of the lights helped bring out the beauty of the ornaments he and his Dads had worked so hard to put on the tree. He could see the mini angel, the burger, the car, and so many other ornaments so clearly. It was an image Jack would never forget, because it was just so special. He had made this. He had helped create something beautiful.

"What do you think?" Dean asked with a grin, it made him happy to see Jack so mystified with the tree. Even if it didn't have the stupid snowman with the stupid sparkly scarf. In Dean's opinion he thought it looked better without.

"It's amazing." Jack said turning and looking at each of his Dads.

"Even without the snowman?" Castiel asked him with a smile of his own.

"Even without the snowman." Jack agreed as he looked up at the tree. "It's perfect. Even without any ornaments it would be perfect." Jack smiled over at his family. "Thank you."

"I wouldn't call it perfect," Sam interjected, and Jack frowned not understanding. Sam just smiled though, because he felt as if the tree wasn't perfect, but the moment was.

Dean snorted at his brother. "No more of that touchey feely crap." He said roughly with an annoyed look. "I'm going to go get a beer."

"Can I have one?" Jack asked, Sam had stopped really letting Jack have beer but before he could say no, Dean said yes.

"I'll have one," Cas said with a shrug as he began to go towards the kitchen.

"Sam?" Dean asked as he paused, if he was getting beers out now, he would not get one out for Sam later. Sam could figure out that problem himself.

"Sure, I'll have one, I'll catch up with you guys in a minute." Sam said as he stayed standing in front of the tree looking at all the ornaments.

Sam had never imagined himself having a real Christmas tree like this or a Christmas with presents not wrapped in newspaper. It felt odd to him, especially since he had a whole family to celebrate it. Often, it was just him and Dean at Christmas. Don't get Sam wrong, he loved Christmases with Dean, but he always dreamed of doing a normal Christmas with a kid. Now he was finally getting a chance to. For some reason, that made Sam smile.