Hey guys! I am so sorry for the huge gap in updates. I blame writer's block and lack of motivation. So...here is the newest installment of the 'Sweet Child of Mine' series...
A/N: Mary Jo and Bobby are nine months old.
Chapter 2: Stop Flying!
Cas, can you come to the library real quick? Um, we've got a problem.
Beloved? Is there anything wrong with Bobby?
Just...come in here. Dean asked through the bond while Castiel changed Mary Jo's diaper in the nursery. Dean was playing with Bobby in the library, when a sudden panic seized the bond. It tinted a sickly greenish yellow, before a lime relief settled through it.
Dean, I do not understand. I am with Mary Jo. I am nearly finished with her diaper, then I will be in there.
Can you fly here?
Of course. Cas finished hurriedly with his daughter and flew to the library. Mary Jo clapped once they landed, grinning widely, then disappearing from his arms.
"MARY JO!" Cas called out, looking around for the baby, only to find her giggling on the table with a foot in her mouth. Dean ran over and scooped her off the table, holding Bobby in one arm and Mary Jo in the other. Then, Bobby saw Cas. With a prolonged bubble of laughter, he disappeared from Dean's arm and landed with a dull thud into Cas' chest. He grabbed Cas' wrinkled t-shirt and twisted his hands in it.
"Now you see why I panicked." Dean mumbled. Mary Jo was falling apart in a complete fit of laughter, and Dean couldn't help but join in. Soon, Cas was chuckling lightly along.
"It looks as though their wings are developing especially well. They are going to be flying like that for the next month or so, until the feathers fully form and they are able to actually control where and when they fly. Right now, it is sort of an urge to fly, so they will do so to wherever or to whomever they think of in that particular moment." Cas explained, holding Bobby down with both his arms and his Grace. Cas reached out with his Grace and looped it around both children, pinning their wings to their backs in hope that it would keep them from popping around the room. Castiel was actually winning the battle, until Sam came in.
"Hey Dean, have you seen my-UFFF" Sam wheezed as Bobby hit his chest. Sam wrapped his arms around the baby and kept him from falling.
"Unca Sammy!" He said in delight, gripping Sam's hair in his tiny fingers, putting the ends in his mouth. Sam looked up at the parents and Cas grunted in the effort to keep them grounded.
Cas, babe. Stop. You're going to hurt yourself.
Dean, I am fine.
Just let them fly around a bit. It's only going to last for a month, how bad can it get?
I suppose you are right, beloved.
Course I am.
"Would either of you like to fill me in on why I have a baby in my arms that wasn't there a minute ago?" Sam inquired, tapping his foot in the ground. Dean shrugged and then grinned.
"Why'd you steal my kid?" Dean joked, and Sam laughed.
"Yeah, like I ever could, because either Cas would smite me, or you would hunt me down and nearly murder me." Sam mused before looking down at Bobby.
"Well, Mary Jo and Bobby's wings are growing, and they basically have to fly whenever they get the chance. He saw you come in and decided to fly to you this time." Dean explained.
"Oh I guess that makes sense..." Sam muttered to Bobby in his arms. Dean held Mary Jo tightly and kissed her forehead. At that moment, Charlie came in with her monster sweatshirt hanging to her knees. Mary Jo giggled and disappeared, only to reappear in Charlie's arms. Charlie was startled, but held her.
"Woah! What happened?" Charlie cried, waking up efficiently. She cradled Mary Jo and looked up at Dean and Cas with confusion.
"Umm...its an angel thing." Dean shrugged and went over to take Mary Jo from her to feed her. Charlie gave her up somewhat unwillingly, and Mary Jo pouted a little.
"Daddy, Auntie Char!" She demanded, reaching her arms out to Charlie and opening and closing her fists. Dean grabbed the bottle he had for Bobby and put it into her mouth and she stopped whining and grabbed the bottle, sucking greedily at the milk. Castiel chuckled at Dean as Mary Jo finally calmed down. Sam had Bobby in his arms still, and he was still hungry. Cas flew to the kitchen and back with a bottle of formula for him.
"Sam, would you like me to feed Bobby, or do you mind doing it?" Cas asked, and Sam took the bottle from Cas and rocked Bobby in his arms, putting the bottle in his mouth.
"I don't feed them often enough, because you two are so possessive of them, I swear. They haven't even been outside the bunker besides for a hunt. Take them to a park, or call June and Margret. You need friends that don't live with you." Sam announced, not raising his voice too much so he wouldn't bother Bobby in his arms. Cas looked at Dean and shrugged.
"I would not oppose that. In fact, I think it would be good for them in development. What about you, beloved?" Castiel asked, crossing his arms over his chest and reclining a bit on the table. Charlie raised her hand hesitantly, and Dean laughed a little.
"Charlie, is there something you would like to share with the rest of the class?" Dean inquired, Mary Jo gurgling a bit in his arms. Cas hinted at a confusion through the bond.
I do not believe we are in a classroom as of now, Dean.
It's an expression, babe. Dean responded lovingly, and there was an agreement.
"There is a park in town that is pretty popular. I...I kinda searched the city's index on stuff like that when I heard Cas was pregnant." Charlie replied, sheepishly.
"Really? You did that for us?" Dean asked incredulously, and Charlie nodded.
"Well, yeah! I gotta take care of my god babies, don't I?" Charlie exclaimed with a smile. Cas went over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you, Charlie for doing things that Dean and I never even thought of doing during my pregnancy. I knew that we picked the right person for godmother, although, I do not know of another woman who we know that would be a viable option." Castiel mused, and Charlie giggled a little.
"Yeah, me and Mary Jo are alone in a sea of guys. Poor us." Charlie crooned at the baby in Dean's arms as she finished her bottle. The child bubbled with laughter and flew into Charlie's arms again, but this time, Charlie was ready and caught her. "Ha! Gotcha!"
"Hey, Cas? Do you wanna go to the park today? Sam said that there was a case in Montana, but he and Charlie can do the research before we head out. In the mean time, we can have a killer time with our kids." Dean suggested, wrapping his arms around his husband and smiling. Castiel returned the embrace by placing his hands on Dean's hips.
"That is a wonderful idea. I will get the stroller from the garage. It has not been used yet, but I am glad you managed to put it together." Cas said, absentmindedly stroking Dean's mind through the bond. Cas gave Dean a quick peck on the lips before going to the garage. Dean made his way to Sam as Bobby finished his bottle. He looked around with wide, blue eyes, mirroring Castiel's look.
"Hey, Bobby! How's my little man doing?" Dean asked, taking Bobby from Sam's arms and tucking him into his arms so the baby was facing outward and sitting up. Bobby smiled and gripped Dean's finger tightly. Castiel popped into the room just then, a stroller in his grasp. The stroller was perfect for the twins, since it had two seats side by side. Dean went over and put Bobby into the stroller, strapping him in. Charlie brought Mary Jo to the stroller and put her in next to Bobby. Cas went to the nursery and picked up the diaper bag and a change of clothes for both children.
"Dean and I will be home in a few hours. I assume that we will eat lunch before we arrive back here." Cas said, checking Mary Jo's straps and once he was satisfied, he stood straight and went to the back of the stroller.
"Have fun, and make sure they don't fly all over the place." Sam scolded playfully, Dean sticking his tongue out at him before Castiel flew them outside. They landed on the concrete outside and Dean pushed one side of the stroller while Cas pushed the other, entwining their hands together between them.
Sam was right, we should have been taking them out. Besides, this is nice. Its a nice day today.
I agree, beloved. March is quite pleasurable in Lebanon. How far is the park from here?
It's only about a mile from the bunker, so we it shouldn't take too long. When we get there, we can take a walk around, maybe get some lunch, then head home. Sound good, Cas?
Yes, it sounds quite enjoyable. Both were happy as they walked through the small town to the park. There were a few sideways glances at the couple, but they were mostly ignored. The blond flared with a purple happiness and the twins looked around at the spring adorned trees, blooming in a wide variety of magnificent colors. Dean pulled his mate to a bench and they sat, side by side and made sure that the kids were okay. There was a large jungle gym nearby, where children of all ages ran around, a few being chased by weary parents. Dean squeezed Cas' hand and pointed at the play structure.
I can't wait until the twins are old enough to play like that, its all so...exciting. And Castiel nodded.
"I agree, I never expected that life with a family would be so different. I truly enjoy being a father." Cas assured him, and they were about to kiss, when a small throat cleared in front of them.
"Um, are you guys daddies?" A small girl asked from in front of them, and Dean turned to face her. She had thin, blonde hair, to go along with her thin body. She had wide brown eyes that looked at the couple with an innocence of a child. Dean smiled at her and nodded.
"Yes we are. These are our babies, Mary Jo and Bobby. What's your name?" Dean inquired gently, and she looked at the babies in the stroller.
"My name's Rose. I never seen two daddies before." She noted, looking up and meeting their eyes. Cas furrowed his brow a bit.
"Really? Well, I assure you that two daddies are not uncommon. I am surprised that there are not more couples like us in the park." Cas said, glancing around and saw no sign of any male couples. Rose giggled and poked Cas in the knee.
"You talk funny. I like you though." She announced, and Cas swelled with pride through the bond, and Dean almost laughed out loud. Before Cas could respond, a middle aged woman came over to Rose and began to scold her.
"Rose, I told you not to talk to strangers!" The woman hissed, and Dean smiled sweetly.
"It's not a problem, we are going to have one that age sooner than later, so-"
"I did not ask you." She cut him off and glared at the couple, noticing their wedding rings and entwined fingers. Dean frowned and looked at Castiel with mirrored confusion.
"Excuse me, I would appreciate it if you do not speak to my husband in that manner." Cas stated simply, and she sneered at them.
"I'll do what I want, and if I see you speaking to my daughter again, I am calling the police, you unnatural freaks." She snarled, and Dean rose from his seat and crossed his arms.
"Unnatural? Care to explain?" Dean questioned sharply, and she scoffed.
"Men are not meant to be together. God meant for men and women to be together, He will punish you in Hell." She said, and Cas rose beside his husband.
"What right do you have to speak of God in the manner? Love is based on the content of your soul, not of the body." Cas declared, wanting to surge forward and shake her. Dean held his hand tighter and comforted him through the bond.
Babe, its okay. No need to get all angelic on her, we're in Kansas. Not exactly the most accepting place of gay marriage.
Dean, she is insulting my Father. I cannot ignore that.
Just give me a second. Dean turned to look at her and he smirked.
"You know, I really don't care what you think. I love my husband and my children. Nothing you or anyone say to me can or will change that. And besides, your daughter is perfectly fine with our relationship, aren't you Rose?" Dean inquired, leaning down to meet eyes with Rose, and she nodded lightly.
"I only have one momma and no daddy, and Mary Jo and Bobby get two daddies. I wish I had two daddies." She sighed, and her mother gasped and frowned at them one last time before pulling Rose away. She turned and waved to them with a shy smile, and they both waved back. Dean settled down onto the bench and threw his arm around Cas.
"That was...fun." Dean joked, and Cas looked at him strangely, and Dean laughed. "That was sarcasm, babe."
"Oh, I suppose that makes sense." Cas murmured, and he stood and checked on the twins. Bobby had fallen asleep and Mary Jo was nodding off. "Would you care to join me for lunch, beloved?" Cas held his arm out and Dean stood, taking it. They linked arms and pushed the stroller to a nearby diner. Bobby had woken up by then, and was crying. Dean took Bobby out and rocked him gently, shushing him.
"It's okay, Bobby. Ugh, you smell terrible. Let's clean you up while dadda orders. Babe, I'll have a burger." Dean noted before grabbing the diaper bag and heading to the bathroom. He changed Bobby quickly, glad that there was a changing stall in the men's room. Bobby had stopped crying and grabbed Dean's shirt and twisted it. Then, he disappeared and reappeared in Dean's arms. "No, Bobby. No flying right now. When we get home, you can, but not now." Dean reprimanded him softly, and Bobby seemed to understand because he looked at him and shoved the corner of Dean's shirt in his mouth. Bobby had started to teeth, which meant that he was always chewing on something. Especially his fingers or someone's shirt. One of his favorite teething toys was Cas' blue silk tie. Mary Jo hadn't started growing teeth yet, but if Bobby had his, then Mary Jo's couldn't be far behind. Dean repacked the bag and carried Bobby out to the dining area.
Cas was sitting at the booth with Mary Jo beside him in a wooden high chair, and he was smiling at a young waitress, and she cooing at Mary Jo sweetly. Cas was laughing at something she had said, and Dean felt a pang of jealously and made his way over to the table.
"Hey, babe, Bobby's all changed." Dean called out, swinging a high chair around to go next to Mary Jo, and he plopped the baby in the chair and slid into the booth beside his husband. Cas put his arm around Dean and looked back at the waitress.
"I'm sorry, Georgia, you were saying?" Cas asked innocently. The woman pursed her lips and shook her head.
"No...I'll...I'll get your food." She stammered before puttering of into the kitchen. Dean laughed as she went and kissed Castiel on the cheek. Cas was obviously confused.
"Why did she leave so suddenly? Did I say something?" Cas frowned, and Dean shook his head.
"Of course not. She was flirting, and when she saw me she freaked." Dean explained, and Cas finally understood. The rest of day went well, Bobby mushing his fingers in the carrot puree he had, and Mary Jo stuffed half of a soft cookie in her mouth. Dean was impressed and proud of his baby girl's accomplishment, but Cas was not as thrilled.
"She should not eat that much at once." Cas had said, and Dean just laughed.
"You've seen me eat way more than that at once, and besides, if she's got my appetite, I'm surprised she didn't eat more at once." Dean smirked, and Cas dropped it. The family went home shortly after, happy and satisfied with the majority of their day.