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As I was half asleep when I was writing I missed things, it wasn't beta'd so I'll cover it here. Sorry guys
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Bobby's pov
Almost a week had passed since John had arrived at his place in a panic over his and Dean's last hunt. Dean had been caught unawares and was caught in a witches spell. He had been deaged from 23 years to perhaps 15 months old. Bobby thought it was hysterically funny but he was worried about the boys' well being initially. But after the first couple of days he could see that John would be fine with his now infant son. Bobby had tried to get John ring Sam at Stanford and let him know about his brothers' condition but John was not going to cave on the matter. It was the morning of a Saturday and Bobby was preparing coffee and breakfast for the three of them when John came into the kitchen with Dean in his arms. It was only 8am and Dean had refused to settle until midnight but the kid was wide awake and squirming ready to play. Bobby was slightly glad Dean and John were leaving today, their shopping trip for new clothes and things for Dean was completely awful Dean managed to escape the shopping cart even though he wasn't quite sturdy on his feet and has run amok down some aisles in Wal-Mart until they caught up with him.
Sitting wearily in a chair with Dean on his lap, John gratefully accepted the coffee cup from Bobby who then placed toast and eggs and bacon full plates on the table in front of them. For Dean there was a bottle of juice and a bowl of baby muesli. Feeding Dean in alternating bites of his own breakfast, John then placed Dean on the floor in front of his toys with his bottle. Making happy noise over the toys Dean played while the men discussed John going to meet up at Pastor Jims. John agreed to help out though he hadn't informed Jim or Mac. Dean was going to get a check up while he was there just in case. Smiling at Dean who had toddled over to John, tugging on his pants leg and was holding up his arms in the 'up" gesture. Obliging John picked him up and held in his lap, he studied his eldest.
The same fuzzy blond waves covered his head as it did years ago. The same emerald green eyes shined happily at him as Dean tugged experimentally on his beard. He had seemed confused by it. John was certain it was because he hadn't had it when Dean had first been this small. He made a mental note to shave as soon as possible tonight when they stopped at Blue Earth. He was slightly amused at the baby jeans with cartoon styled t shirt Dean was wearing, knowing that his son would rather be naked than wearing the baby colours he was in now. A very hard tug pulled him out of his musings.
"Ow! Dean don't pull on Daddy's beard" He grinned as Dean laughed," oh really laugh will you? I'll make you laugh Deano". He said mock seriously tickling Dean whose bright innocent laughter filled the kitchen.
Smirking at the sight, Bobby remarked "You're in for a long year Winchester, he won't let you rest any of it''.
"I know he never did. Once he was walking, he was into everything" John remembered, "We thought we would go insane. Though he was an easier baby that Sam had been". John told him thinking of how Dean would manage to be a real terror once he was mobile but he loved to spend most of his time close, having cuddles and generally being near one of his parents. John sadly wondered if Dean realised his mother was not going hold him, love him like she used to.
As John got their gear in the truck, after deciding that the impala would be fine at Bobby's until Dean could drive it again, Dean was settled in a second hand car seat that he had managed to find along with a portable cot for him in a pawn shop. He climbed in the truck starting the engine. Dean's eyes went wide at the sound of the engine, small oooh sounds issuing from him as he drooled over fingers in his mouth. Nodding goodbye to Bobby the two Winchesters headed off to Blue Earth.
The drive was relatively quiet, only stopping for lunch and when Dean needed to be changed and fed. In the afternoon Dean was napping soundly curled around a blanket that had been tucked around him. John hoped he would sleep tonight and not repeat the last night's previous activities.
As they reached the church and Pastor Jims house around the back of the church property, John climbed out of the truck and undid Dean from his car seat. The baby was not really awake as it was now early evening; the two Winchesters went inside the house where he was greeted by Jim.
"John how are... what on earth is that?!" Jim exclaimed.
Chuckling, John replied," Its a baby John surely you've seen them before?"
Scowling at his rough friend he said "Yes John I have, what I meant is who that is?"
Hearing some commotion in the front room, Dr Mackland Ames came in, seeing Dean.
"John is that Dean?" he asked shocked at the baby in John's arms.
"Yep Pastor Jim, Mac Dean got hit by a regression type curse a week ago. He's now 15 months old, and it's going to last about a year." John explained all the major crucial details to avoid too many questions. The hunters moved into Jim's main room and sat down. Dean was half way between asleep and awake and was making half crying sounds as he tried to get back to sleep but was jostled by movement. Blinking heavily he began to cry loudly. Shifting him to his shoulder John rubbed him on the back, soothing the baby back to sleep.
When Dean had quietened and was sniffling into John's shirt, John asked Jim where they were bunking for the night. Jim told him their usual room, staring at the tiny Dean in the hunters arms.
"Ok thanks. Mac you reckon you should grab his cot from the truck for me?" He asked holding out his keys to the other hunter.
"Sure I'll get your stuff". Mac headed outside to the truck to remove the Winchesters gear that was needed for their time at Jims. Bringing it all upstairs, the travel cot first he then headed back to the truck for the bags.
When he came back in the room that was the Winchesters while they were here, Mac saw that Dean was sleeping on the bed while John put up the cot and made it with baby blankets and sheets. When that job was done the father undressed his son and changed his diaper. Mac had to admit he was surprised at the no protesting from Dean. Dean was then placed under the blankets in the cot and the baby rolled over and was dead to the world within seconds.
The two hunters went downstairs where they sat in the living room with beers. John was waiting for questions on the state of his eldest son. Within a minute of sitting in silence Jim asked.
"How in God's name did this happen?"
"He got blindsided by the witch we were hunting in Wyoming." John explained all that had occurred that day to them and how he and Bobby had looked and were still looking for a cure but explained that it would reverse itself in ones years of it occurring. The two men looked stunned at the situation. Both were thinking the same thing: can Winchester cope with this. He asked Mac to examine Dean in the morning to check his health and well being. Mac being psychic meant he could get a feel of Dean's thoughts just to check he wasn't trapped in a tiny body. John doubted this as so far Dean's behaviour was that of a baby but John wanted to be sure.
"What about Sam does he know John?" Jim asked giving the hunter a piercing look. Looking sheepish and angry, John replied, "No I haven't and I don't see why I should Jim. He's at college and happy away from us. He doesn't need to know, he can't help so what's the point." He said with annoyance.
Looking amazed at the other hunters blindness, Mac said, "And what if you are hurt John, are you still going to hunt? What will happen to Dean then clearly you haven't thought of that scenario." he asked though he already knew the answer.
"Damnit I know this!" John glared at him, "That has scared me since he got hit alright. Sam... I don't know alright I'm dealing with this as best I can. I'll call him if I have to, hell I'll go to him if I have to" the hunter said wearily rubbing his temples tiredly.
"But you will still hunt?"
"Yes I am just maybe not as much, if I get a case that could be the demon I'm definitely hunting it" john said adamantly.
"What you will do is bring the boy here if you do John, he can't be caught up in that while he is defenceless." The pastor told him forcefully. John grinned slightly at him. Bobby had told him the same thing and Dean was properly more comfortable with the grizzled hunter.
As the night went on the hunters discussed the hunt in a nearby town
To be continued...maybe
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