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For Kalli

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The next two weeks were spent with everyone getting used to each other. The kids took the merging of families quite well—it was the adults that were having the problems…well Sam and Dean anyway. Dean hadn't tried to get himself a job yet, Kyla trying to work from home to be with the kids so that Dean could get his ass out of the house and do something with himself, but motivating Dean was hard. Dean wanted to go back to hunting, but Kyla wouldn't dream of letting him do that when they had a daughter on the verge of being a teenager and he could get himself killed. Kalli was also certain that if Dean got back into it, Sam would, so Kalli wouldn't let Dean do it either.

"I think you should take a break." Dean told Kyla, kissing her neck as she sat up in bed on her laptop. "You've been at it for hours and the kids are at school."

"Well one of us needs to be making some money around here." Kyla replied.

Dean sighed. "But we don't have to pay rent."

Kyla raised an eyebrow and looked at him, trying to show him with her look that that was totally not the point. Unfortunately, Kyla knew that Dean actually enjoyed that she wore the pants in the relationship—the kinky bastard liked being dominated—and the look had received a kiss. Kyla kissed him back as Kalli sighed, wishing Sam was there to do some laundry. She had never really learned to do laundry…she'd simply let Sam do it when Sam got annoyed at not having something to wear. She thought about asking Kyla to do it though—Kyla didn't mind doing it.

"Mommy?" Noah asked his face tired and sad.

Noah had stayed home from school that day sick, and Kalli smiled a little at her youngest and scooped him up into her arms. She applied a gentle kiss to his forehead and set him on the counter, pulling out his favorite sippy cup and putting some apple juice in it. He smiled a little and took it from her, resting his head on her shoulder as he drank it. Kalli ran her fingers through his hair and asked him if he wanted to watch a movie with her, and he nodded vigorously.

Kalli picked him back up off of the counter and carried him out to the living room, both of them sitting down on the couch. Kalli turned the TV on and then looked up as Kyla came into the room in her Dark Knight pajama pants and black tank top, her laptop tucked securely under her arm. Kalli laughed a little as she watched Dean come after in tow, boxers and a T-shirt on—they definitely knew how to spend their mornings with the kids gone. Kalli had always wanted to spend some trysty morning with Sammy, but he hated being late to the office. Besides…there were more mouths to feed now—even if Kyla was pulling her fair share of the weight around here.

"What about your whole stupid even number crap?" Dean asked her.

Kyla sighed. "You burned down our house, so even discussing a fourth child even if it's just an attempt to get me out of my pants and into yours is not an option!"

Kalli reached over and plugged Noah's ears. "Kyla!"

Kyla looked over and sighed, smacking Dean's arm. "Now look what you made me do! I said something inappropriate in front of a five year old!"

Dean wiggled his eyebrows. "I love it when you're rough."

"Dean!" Kalli chastised.

"Get away from me!" Kyla told him, him chasing her up the stairs to Sam's study, where Kyla thought she might be able to get some work done.

When she was pretty sure that it was safe for him, Kalli took her fingers out of Noah's ears and he looked up at her, taking the sippy cup out of his mouth. Kalli was pretty sure that he was going to ask her a question she wasn't sure she wanted to answer for him, so she braced herself. Noah was always asking all sorts of questions—as was Rose—and Kalli and Dean found themselves sticking to whatever Sam and Kyla had already made-up, or making something else up so that the two youngest could be as innocent as possible for just a while longer.

"Why would Uncle Dean want Aunt Kyla in his pants? Wouldn't that get crowded?" Noah asked.

Kalli blushed. "He wants her to wear his pants…because he's silly."

Noah nodded. "Oh."

Kalli smiled at how easy that had been as he looked back at the Disney movie on TV, Kalli looking up to see Dean descending the stairs with a smug look on his face. Kalli shook her head at her brother-in-law and scooted closer to Noah as Dean took a seat on the couch. Dean looked to see that it was a Disney movie and gave Kalli a look and Kalli shrugged. Noah was five—he certainly wasn't going to be watching a soap opera or porn like Dean would be watching at this time of day.

"I guess I could get into the tail on her." Dean said, nodding with approval as he found he was watching The Little Mermaid. "And though small, her rack's not bad."

Kalli smacked his arm. "Dean Winchester!"

"What's a rack?" Noah asked his uncle, fascinated by the faces Dean was making at the TV now that he was watching comfortably.

"It's a dirty word, Noah—don't say it or you'll burn in Hell." Kyla told him, smacking Dean upside the head and then going around the arm of the couch and sitting on his laps as he opened his arms up to her.

Kalli sighed as Noah's eyes widened. "We have got to hammer out a parenting plan."