CHAPTER SEVEN

Sam, Bobby & Dave take Dean to a fire station.

"Hey Deanie," said Dave, letting himself into the house.

"Davey. Hiya." Dean got up off the couch, and limped his way over to Dave.

"Hey. How are you doing?" he asked, picking up Dean carefully.

"My's hurt. Why's you come?"

"Well... me, Sam, and your uncle Bobby are taking you somewhere special today."

Dean's eyes lit up. "Ooooh. Where going?"

"I can't tell you that, it's a secret," said Dave, sitting on the couch with Dean.

"Awww. Sammy, Davey not say where going."

"You'll find out really soon, kiddo. And I promise you'll like it."

"'Kay, Sammy. Wook Davey, Fonzie on," Dean told him, pointing to the TV where his Happy Days DVD was on.

"Yeah, I've seen him, Deanie. Is that why you're wearing your leather jacket?"

Dean grinned. "Yeah. Me wear dis when watch him, so me's cool."

"You don't need a leather jacket to be cool. You're already cool," said Dave, grinning when Dean looked down, smiling shyly.

"You cool awell," he said with a giggle, snuggling up close to his dog who was laid beside him fast asleep.

When Fonzie said his catchphrase, Dean looked up at Dave, and smiled. "AAAAYYYYY!" they both said in unison, then broke up laughing.

Sam and Bobby looked at the two, smiling fondly. "Hey Dave, I was thinking... when we go, yer be better off coming with us, because Dean would like it. Wouldn't ya, little man?"

"Yeah. You come my's car."

"Oh. It's your car is it?" asked Sam. "Well, if it's your car, are you going to drive us all?"

"Me's dwive, Sammy?" asked Dean, eyes huge and hopeful.

All the grown ups couldn't help laughing. "If Deanie's driving, I'm not going," Dave joked. "You're too little to drive, Deanie. You'll crash everywhere."

"We's go now?"

Sam looked down at his watch. "Actually, yeah. We better check if we've got everything."

"Bye bye, Zeppin. Woves you," said Dean, giving his sleeping dog a hug and kiss.

Sam made sure he had the car keys, camera, wallet, and Dean's pills for his leg, while Bobby helped get Dean ready.

"Right, who do you want to sit with in the car?"

"Davey... no, no, Unca Bee-bee. No... Sammy... Erm... dunno, Sammy," said Dean, looking confused.

Sam smiled at the look on Dean's face. "I'll tell you what... Me and Dave will sit with you on the way there, then Bobby and Dave will sit with you on the way back, Okay?"

"'Kay." Dean took hold of Sam and Dave's hands, and started limping outside.

"Are you sure you'll be alright? If your leg gets too painful, let one of us know, okay?"

"Awight. Come, Sammy." By the time they got to the car, Dean was really excited.

The tiny Winchester sat between his brother and his friend, while Bobby drove. Before Bobby left his yard, he put in a tape, and Ozzy Osbourne came blaring out, making Dean jump.

"Awesome," said Dave, nodding his head along to the music. Dean giggled and joined in.

"Oh god, there's two of them," joked Sam, making Bobby laugh.

Dave smiled when 'Road to nowhere' came on. "I WAS LOOKING BACK ON MY LIFE!"

Dean watched Dave with wide eyes for a second, before he joined in too. "ME'S WOOK MY WIFE!" Even though he was always behind on the song, Dean sang whatever Dave sang a few seconds later.

Sam couldn't help smiling at the two of them as they threw a concert in the backseat. They both sang, and played the guitar.

"...THE ROAD TO NOWHERE LEADS TO ME!" sang Dave, with his free arm around Dean's shoulders.

"WOAD NOWHERE... ME!"

"OH... THE ROAD TO NOWHERE!"

"OH... WOAD NOWHERE!" Dean repeated, before they both started playing the guitar for the end.

"Wow, that was great guys," said Sam, clapping. "You should start your own band."

Dean and Dave smiled proudly. "What do you think, Deanie? Should we start our own band? We could be called Deanie and Davey."

"Dat be cool."

A couple of minutes later, Sam suddenly covered Dean's eyes, making him jump. "It gotted dark, Sammy."

"It's okay, kiddo. I want it to be a proper surprise, so you can't see it until we're there."

"What, Sammy?" asked Dean, clapping in delight.

"You'll see. We'll be there... now." Sam lifted Dean onto his knee carefully, hiding his face against his shoulder, before he got out of the car when Bobby opened the door.

Dean was giggling with excitement when he felt Sam walk forward.

"Are you ready, kiddo?"

"Yeah, Sammy." He gasped when Sam took away his hand, and he saw the building with the fire engines, and firemen outside.

"Sammy... Fi'mans," Dean whispered in awe.

Dave walked over to the Firemen to talk for a minute, before they all walked back over to the family. "Hey Deanie, Sam and B. These are my friends... This is Ed, Stephen and Ben. They're going to show you around their fire station today."

"Hiya, Me's Dean. Hiya Eddie, Stevie and Benny... Dey wight?"

"Yeah, Deanie. You remembered them all right." Dave turned to his friends. "Deanie has to have his own name for people, you don't mind do you?"

"No, it's fine," answered Stephen. "It's nice to meet you, Dean. Are you ready to look around our station?"

Dean started bouncing in Sam's arms with excitement. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." His eyes were huge as they walked in, and he saw the other fire truck. "Wow."

An older man came walking over to them, so Ben introduced them. "Hey, little guy. This is our Fire Chief... Tom Walker."

"Nice to meet you," he said, holding his hand out. "Welcome to our fire station."

Dean smiled shyly, and held his little hand out too. "Hiya Tommy. Me's Dean, nice meet you awell." He let go, and pointed at Sam and Bobby. "Dis my's big buver Sammy. And dat Unca Bee-bee."

"Nice to meet you all. I don't usually let people call me by my first name when we're at work... but since I like you, you can call me Tom... or Tommy, okay?"

"Fank you."

"I have work to do, so I'll let three of my best men show you around. But I might see you around later."

"Bye bye, Tommy." Dean waved, then jumped when something was placed onto his head. He reached up, and gasped when he felt the fireman's helmet. "Wow. Me's Fi'man Dean."

"This is my helmet," Stephen told him. "It's a good job you've got that hat on, otherwise my helmet wouldn't fit you."

"Fank you, Stevie. See dat?" asked Dean, pointing to the pole.

When they all reached the pole, Dean looked up to see if anyone was going to come down, and land on his head. "Me's go?"

"I'll tell you what, since Ben is the tallest here, he can lift you up high, and you can slide down it, okay?"

"Awight." Dean nodded, and looked nervously at Ben, who was 6 foot 7.

Sam passed him over to the taller man. "Be careful with his left side, he has a bad leg."

"You got it," said Ben with a nod, holding Dean very carefully.

Bobby took the camera out, and got ready to take a picture of Dean and Ben.

"Reach out, and grab the pole. I won't let you go."

Dean couldn't stop smiling as he put his little hands around the pole, and slowly started sliding down with Ben's help. "WEEEEE!" he squealed, giggling uncontrollably. When he reached the bottom, Ben let him go. "Wow. Dat mostest cool."

"Okay, now we're going to go out back, and see the hoses," Ed told them, before leading them all outside.

Dean walked between Sam and Bobby, holding onto their hands as they made their slow way outside. When they finally reached the door, Dave and Stephen were already getting one of the fire hoses ready. "Come on, Deanie. We're going to show you how to put fires out."

Dean looked up at his big brother, who nodded, so he let go of their hands, and walked slowly forward.

"We're ready," called Stephen, starting the hose. Dean jumped back when water sprayed from the hose just inches away from him. "Well, come here then."

When Dean came to a stop beside them, Stephen knelt down, and Dave placed his little hands over the firemans as they tightly held the hose.

"Me's Fi'man," said Dean, giggling.

"Look over here, little man," called Bobby, standing not too far away, holding the camera up.

Dean and Stephen looked towards the camera, and smiled so Bobby could take a picture. Dave jumped backwards when the water soaked his feet. "Hey, do you mind?"

"You's get wet, Davey."

"Well, stop wetting me then," he laughed, making Dean giggle with him.

"Do you want to sit in a real fire truck?" Ed asked him, coming over to join them.

"YEAH!" yelled Dean in excitement, passing the hose back to Stephen, before walking back to his brother and uncle.

Sam frowned when he noticed Dean's limping was worse. "Can someone get me some water or something please?" he asked, kneeling in-front of Dean. "Hey kiddo. I thought I told you to tell one of us if your leg was hurting more."

"Sowwy Sammy," said Dean, rubbing his thigh.

"Thanks," said Sam gratefully when Dave handed him a little cup of water. "It's time for you to take this."

"Fank you, Sammy. Go Fi' twuck?" he asked after taking the painkiller. He took hold of Sam and Bobby's hands again, and walked back to the front of the station where the fire engines were.

Stephen was already in the driver's seat when they got there, and waved them up. "Come on up, Dean."

Dean grinned again, and Sam helped him into the front, before climbing up with him. "Wow," he whispered with wide eyes, looking around. "Dis awsum. Do WOO! WOO! pees."

"Okay," said Stephen, putting the siren on for him.

When Dean finally wanted to get out of the fire engine, Bobby wanted to get a picture of Dean and the Firemen.

"Do you want to go on my shoulders, Dean? So you'll be bigger than everyone?" Ben asked him.

Dean nodded, so Sam lifted him, and sat him gently on the other tall man's shoulders. "Me's giant, Sammy," he said, giggling and clapping.

"Yeah you are. Alright then, smile for Bobby," said Sam, standing back so he didn't get in the way.

"Come come," said Dean to Sam and Dave after the picture was taken. Dean let go of Ben's hair, and held Sam's hand as he stood beside Ben for another picture.


At 2 o'clock, they all went to a diner for lunch, so Dean reluctantly took off the helmet, and gave it back to Stephen.

At the diner, Dean once again couldn't decide who he wanted to sit with, so they got a big table at the back, so all seven of them could sit together.

"Me gotted teddy Fi'man, he Fwed."

"We've got a Fred who works with us."

"Me's be Fi'man awell. And save peeples. Fi'man Dean to wescoo."

"I think you'll make a great fireman, Dean," Sam told him, wrapping his arm around his brother and pulling him close.

All three of the firemen nodded in agreement. "I have an idea," said Ed, standing up and leaving the booth. "I'll be back in a minute."

"Where Eddie go?"

"I don't know, Deanie," answered Dave, looking confused.

Ed came back twenty minutes later carrying a bag, which he opened to take out a kids Fireman helmet, and put it on Dean's head. "And inside, you've got a little Fireman jacket."

Dean gasped, and gave Ed a hug. "Fank you, Eddie."

"You're welcome, Fireman Dean. I went to talk to the chief, and he's going to let us borrow a truck for about 15 minutes. He must like you, because he doesn't let anyone take one out, unless we've got a job."

Dean started bouncing in his seat. "Fank you Eddie. Me wide Fi' twuck."


When everyone had finished eating, they went back to the station, where Tom was waiting for them. "Wow. Look at you, little Fireman," he said, smiling when he saw Dean, who was now also wearing the Fireman jacket over his leather one.

"Eddie gotted it," he told him, giggling.

"Did he? Well, if I let you take one of my trucks, are you going to look after it for me?"

"Yeah Tommy. Me's be charge evyone."

"Oh, are you? Right then. Are we ready to go?"

"Me, Ben and Stephen are going to stay here," Dave told them, standing with the 2 other firemen. "Make sure you have loads of fun, okay Deanie."

"'Kay Davey. Bye bye."

"See you when you get back, Deanie. Bye."

Dean, Sam and Bobby climbed up into the fire engine beside Ed. "Okay, here we go," he said, as he started heading out.

The little boy got excited again when they started driving down the street. "Do WOO! WOO! again."

"Only for a sec, though," said Ed, putting on the siren for a few seconds, before turning it off again.

Bobby and Sam watched Dean, who was looking everywhere with an awed expression on his face.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Dean?" Ed asked him a few minutes later.

"Yeah, Eddie. Dis bestest day. But me's meeted Undaker bestest."

"You met the Undertaker? I'm jealous now."

Dean took off his helmet and hat, and pointed at his bandanna. "He gived me dis. And gwoves, but dey dis big." He held his hands wide. "He wight cool, he gotted Bike. And me's sitted on it."

Ed looked at Dean for a second. "Wow, he gave you one of his bandannas? He must have liked you too," he said, turning around to head back to the station.

When they got back, the others were waiting for them.

"Hey Deanie. Did you have loads of fun?" asked Dave, taking him from Sam.

"Yeah. He putted WOO! WOO!"

Tom stood in-front of Dean and nodded at him. "Did Ed take care of the truck?"

"Yeah. Me's wook after it."

"Thanks fireman Dean."

"Wecome, fi'man Tommy."

The men and little boy walked through to the back of the station to finish showing Dean around.


They stayed with the firemen for another hour, before Dave said they had to go.

Dean hugged the three firemen goodbye. Even Tom, who was never big on hugging, gave him a hug goodbye too.

Sam was glad Dave had this idea. Dean may not get to be a Fireman when he grew up, but at least he got to be a Fireman for a day.

TBC

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