Well i decided to update earlier, and none of the characters are mine, all belongs to father Kripke. Sorry for grammar mistakes. enjoy!
also i am currently looking for a beta reader, and that's all, dont forget to review!
"What?" Dean yelled, the baby in Sam's embrace jumped a little.
"Shut up Dean, you're scaring him..." Sam said as he watched the sleeping baby Castiel in his arms.
"How... Why... how could you be so calm about this!?" Dean yelled, again.
Sam sighed loudly, "Dean listen to me, we hadn't seen Cas in what? Almost six months Dean, aren't you at least happy to see him alive and well? The question should be why are you freaking out? You should be glad Dean." Sam said.
Dean just stood there quietly, not uttering a single word.
The room was so silent that you could probably heard an ant screaming in terror as it fell off the dining table. Then there was a squeal.
Dean's head snapped up to the baby in Sam's arms, "Did he just.., squeal?" Dean asked, as if babies are supposed to growl instead of squeal and laugh.
There we go Sam's bitchface #32, which we could translate as 'NO SHIT.'
Dean approached the baby silently, and then he took a moment to look at the tiny Cas.
He has the same big blue eyes, his cheek was decorated with a tiny blush that made him looked adorable as fuck, and then the tiny little lips, which opened slightly as if Cas was trying to say something as he stared at Dean's face, "Hey there Cas," Dean said, unexpectedly Cas squealed again, "Good to see you too, dude." Dean laughed.
Sam smiled at the scene, he didn't remember when the last time his brother had smiled so sincerely was, and well, Sam always enjoyed every moment when his brother's happy.
Then Dean took the baby from Sam and cradled Cas in his arms, "Why became a baby Cas? Can't you at least be a toddler so I could play with you?" Dean asked jokingly.
Cas whimpered in return, and both of the Winchesters gathered a new fact, Baby Cas understands what they were saying.
"Naw man, I'm just joking, we're glad to have you back." Dean said, still smiling like an idiot.
"Dean." Sam said, Dean looked up to meet his brother's gaze, "It's almost 12, we should get some rest." Sam pointed out.
"Alright then, little guy, this is way past your bedtime, are you tired? Because if you still don't eat or sleep I'm going to call Gabriel and ask him to mojo you up so you can get some rest, so Sam and I could get some rest too." Dean said, and again Cas understood what they were saying and yawned in reply, "That's it, we're off to bed!" Dean yelled.
And, well, that was the last sentence that was said before they finally off to get some sleep.
The next morning Dean woke up with Cas wriggling on his chest, Dean yawned, "Morning Cas." He said, Cas babbled in reply.
"Dean!" Sam yelled.
"Whaat?" Dean responded.
Then Sam came into the room, still holding the spatula and all, "First, we don't have any healthy food to feed Cas with, and we can't actually go around with a baby dressed in a huge shirt right? They will think that we kidnapped some rich ass kid." He said, as he swished the spatula aroung, which caused the whole room to be covered by cooking oil.
Both Dean and Cas stared blankly and somehow innocently at Sam, "What are you saying Sam?" Dean asked.
Sam sighed, "I didn't know how I managed to be alive until this moment…, we need to go shopping, Dean, you know buy clothes for Cas, and baby food, I'm pretty sure Cas can't chew." Sam said.
"Fine, we're going shopping after breakfast." Dean said as he stood and gave Cas to Sam.
"Where are you going?" Sam asked.
"Take a bath, you can't go to hot chick's nest with dirty clothes can you?" Dean said jokingly.
There we go again, the bitchface #16, translated as 'FUCK OFF DEAN.'
A few moments later, Dean walked in on Sam trying to feed Cas on what looks like leaves and grass.
"Sam angels don't eat remember?" Dean said.
Sam looked up to Dean, "He slept through the night, remember?" Sam said with another kind of bitchface.
Dean rolled his eyes and sat down, and then he proceed to engulfed the breakfast which was the classic bacon and egg.
After all of them finished their breakfasts, Dean tried to find a small clothes that hopefully would fit Cas better than what he was wearing. Unfortunately, all Dean got was baggy AC/DC t shirts, and he wouldn't even dare to ask what Sam found.
They ended up taking Cas wrapped up in a blanket, that was when Dean realized, Cas looked as if he had grown a couple of months, he was still a baby and now he got bits of hair and he seemed like at least a month older.
That kind of meant that they needed to have a huge baby clothes haul or something.
Cas giggled as Dean tried to wrap his abdomen, Dean paused for a second, "Cas, are you ticklish?" Cas just stared at him with his big blue orbs, Dean tickled him to made sure, Cas giggled happily, and his laugh was so contagious that Dean ended up joining him for a laughing fit.
"You adorable son of a bitch." Dean muttered as Cas giggle faded to a tiny smile, tiny, and yet so…, beautiful, Dean just smiled back and tapped Castiel's nose, Cas adorably frowned and tried to touch his nose with his stubby fingers, but Dean quickly grabbed both his tiny arms and wrapped him with the blanket so the final result is tiny baby caterpillar angel Castiel.
Cas emitted a sound which sounded like a whine as he tried to get his arms out by wriggling like an actual caterpillar would, it was not helping that the blanket's colour was green, and Cas just seemed freakishly adorable.
Dean scooped him up and walked out of the motel room to met Sam and went for Castiel's first clothing haul.
