Summary: This is a slight crossover with BVTS however mainly in the Supernatural universe. Mostly a story of two people in need finding each other.

I own nothing of Supernatural or BTVS

Christmas had turned out to be a huge hit for the boys. The fact that it snowed a good three feet and Sam and Dean got to teach Xander how to have a proper snowball fight. More often than not Bobby would find the boys tramping back into the house, cheeks and noses rosy, clothes soaking wet and grins as wide as their faces staring back at him. Needless to say he didn't scold them for any water trails that got left. In his opinion it was about time Dean and Sam got to be kids, and Xander certainly helped them do just that. Caleb had definitely jumped on board the big-kid train when he'd arrived. Sometimes Bobby thought the only adult actually present was himself.

All too soon Sam had to return to college, however this time it wasn't nearly as heartbreaking for Dean, especially since Sam promised to return calls and text messages. Dean had even promised to stop by for a visit at Stanford with Xander. Neither mentioned their father.

Xander was sad to see his uncle go but he understood and gave him a warm hug, just like he had for Caleb when the other hunter had left. The boy promised to continue learning his numbers and reading, which pleased Sam to no end.

Pretty soon things went back to the normal routine that followed the end of the holidays. Dean and Bobby had a lot of work in the salvage yard, and the former had a few hunts lined up. Xander continued to learn from them both about normal things and the supernatural.

Soon winter turned to spring followed quickly by summer. Dean chose to take Xander out more often, teaching him to swim, play ball and other things all little children should experience. For the first time in years the young hunter could honestly say he felt happy.

At the end of July the duo took their first official road trip to visit Sam, who couldn't come to South Dakota, as he had to work so he could save up for expenses during the school year. Bobby had seen them off, chuckling at the two grinning fools, as he called them.

With Xander only being five, Dean took his time, often stopping at random tourist places he'd never bothered with before, but seemed to amuse Xander to no end. In fact his son showed so much exuberance that Dean couldn't help but feel excited too. His favorite was an old 'Ghost Town' they had stopped at that allowed visitors to dress-up in old cowboy attire. He made sure to get plenty of photos of Xander with his new digital camera, a Christmas gift from Bobby. His kid looked awesome as a mini-cowboy. The best photo was the kid sitting on a bar top surrounded by much older and very pretty 'dancing girls' at the saloon. Sammy would so get a kick out of that.

On occasion the kid's gift popped up in unexpected places. They'd be walking through a town and Xander would stop, eyes locked on something no one could see. Most of the time it was a neutral spirit that didn't bother with people, it just couldn't move on. It had scared the crap out of him when he found his son speaking amiably to one. Sometimes though Xander would get really scared and Dean would call Bobby to let him know the place and location so the other man could get a hunter out there. On very few occasions Dean would handle it himself, but he didn't like leaving Xander alone for long.

When they finally pulled up to Sam's apartment complex they found the giant man waiting impatiently for them, bouncing up and down like an excited kid. Dean chuckled but didn't say anything, working to get the equally wriggling Xander out of his car seat. The moment he had his son free the kid darted off towards his uncle squealing happily as he got swung high up in the air, a ritual the pair had started over Christmas.

Dean just rolled his eyes, grabbing their duffels from the back. When he turned he found a very pretty blond woman standing on the sidewalk watching the two youngest Winchesters chatting away at each other. It didn't take a genius to devise that this was Jess. Sammy certainly knew how to pick them.

"Hey, I'm Dean, Sasquatch's older brother." He introduced himself earning a smile. "The wiggling bag of giggles is my son Xander."

"Jessica, Sam's girlfriend, nice to meet you." She shook his hand in return, pleased that he didn't hit on her or leer like Sam had warned.

"If you make him sick you get to deal with it." Dean warned when he noticed Sam had Xander hanging upside down. Sam rolled his eyes but set Xander right side up in any case.

"I see you met Jess. Xander this is my girlfriend Jessica." Sam introduced the little boy, who had yet to meet the young woman.

"Hey Xander, nice to meet you." Jess held her hand out to him getting a firm shake.

"You're very pretty." He grinned up at her, liking her warm spirit. He could tell she was a very nice person.

"Why thank you, you're pretty handsome yourself."

He nodded in agreement. "All the girls we met on the way here seem to think so. They kept pinching my cheeks." He added lips in full pout mode.

Sam gave Dean a look.

"What? I can't help it if chicks find him adorable. It's in the genes." The older brother defended.

Jess chuckled at the silent by play that went between the brothers. She could tell they were close, even after so much time apart. She was glad Xander had contacted Sam, he certainly seemed happier having his brother back in his life.

"So Xander I hope you like cookies. I baked a few different kinds to celebrate your visit."

The child turned wide adoring eyes upon her. Oh yes, he'd be a heartbreaker when he grew up. "Really?"

"Yup."

Turning to his uncle Xander gave him a very serious look as he stated calmly. "You better marry her Uncle Sam."

The statement had the tall man sputtering while Jessica and Dean cracked up.

"What?"

"She baked cookies. Any girl who can bake is a keeper." He informed him seriously, his face clearly stating that his uncle should know this.

"Uh…" Sam didn't quite know how to respond.

Xander sighed in exasperation before turning to the highly amused woman. "If Uncle Sam doesn't marry you, I will."

Jessica nodded solemnly, eyes twinkling with shared mischief. "Okay."

"Hey!" Sam cried in indignation. Dean just laughed harder.