Sammy was sitting at his table, swinging his legs back and forth. His teacher was reading a story to the class about a little engine that was trying to make it up a mountain and he kept saying, "I think I can, I think I can!"
Sammy sighed. He had already heard this story at the last school he had been at and he already knew that by the end of the book the train would finally make it up the mountain.
He looked at the clock. Dean had taught him to tell time the previous year and he was the only one in his whole class who knew how.
He hoped snack time would be soon. The previous night him and Bobby had made special brownies from Bobby's secret recipe and Sammy could have sworn that he had seen Bobby putting one in both his and Dean's lunches that morning. Sammy's mouth started to water at the thought.
His teacher's voice brought Sammy out of his thoughts.
"Sammy are you using your listening ears?" She asked him in a reminding voice.
"Yes Mrs. Madison," Sam assured.
Before he knew it, the little engine had made its way up the mountain and the class was cheering excitedly.
"Okay class," Mrs. Madison started when she closed the book, "I have some exciting news to share today!"
The class whispered excitedly, wondering what it could be.
"This Friday we will all be going on a field trip to the fire station where we're going to learn all about fire safety!" She informed enthusiastically.
The class broke out into excited chatter.
Sammy began to bounce as he listened to the details of this exciting outing. Wait until he told Dean that he was going to go see a real live fire truck!
"Quiet down everyone," Mrs Madison shushed, gaining control of the class once again, "Now because there are so many of us we are going to need some special helpers on our trip. Does anyone know if their mommy or daddy would be able to come help us out?"
Sam got really excited at this question. Uncle Bobby would absolutely love to see the fire trucks too!
He waved his arm in the air, "My Uncle Bobby can come!" He shouted out when Mrs. Madison was looking in his direction, "He doesn't have a job or anything! All he does all day is look at big dusty books that have weird letter in 'em!"
Mrs. Madison chuckled at the young boy's antics, "Ok Sammy, why don't you bring this note to him and see if he would like to come?"
"Ok!" Sammy replied.
Of course Uncle Bobby would want to come! There was going to be real fire trucks and probably even a fireman too! Ooh and maybe a fire dog! Sammy absolutely loved dogs! Uncle Bobby had dogs at his house, but they were the outside kind of dogs and Sammy wasn't 'spose to touch them unless Bobby was with him.
Sammy bounced in his seat again. He couldn't wait until the end of the day so he could tell Bobby the great news!
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That afternoon Sam and Dean met Bobby at the student pick-up parking lot.
Sam climbed into the truck and excitedly informed his brother and uncle the thrilling news.
"And Dean!" He all but yelled.
"Sammy I'm sitting right beside you, there's no reason to yell," Dean reminded Sam.
"Sorry! But guess what!?" he continued a notch quieter, "I'm going to see a real live fire truck!"
"Wow Sam! That's pretty cool," Dean replied in mock astonishment. He had already seen plenty of fire trucks, which to a ten year old wasn't very exciting, but he still remembered his trip to the fire station when he was Sammy's age and he didn't want to spoil it for his little brother.
"Oh and Uncle Bobby!" Sam whirled around to face him, remembering the best part.
"What!" Bobby asked, smiling at the five year old.
"You're going to come with us to the fire station!" He exclaimed, awaiting the joy on Bobby's face.
"Oh I am, am I?" Bobby inquired, not remembering agreeing to that particular information.
"Yeah I told Mrs. Madison that you would 'caus you don't gots a job and you love fire trucks!"
Bobby really didn't know how to respond to this, of course Sam wouldn't think he had a job, he had no clue about the Supernatural or what he and his daddy did.
"Sam! Bobby has a job!" Dean defended.
"Nuh uh!" Sammy retorted, "He stays at home all day! An' he reads books!"
"Yeah because he's researchin'," Dean informed his little brother hotly.
"Researchin' what?" Sam asked, suddenly curious.
Then Dean realized what he said. His eyes grew wide as he looked at Bobby. Bobby sighed at Dean.
"Nothing Sammy, your brother just meant that I like to read because it helps me understand things better," Bobby explained to the five year old.
Sam looked at Bobby and then at Dean, "...oh..." was all he said, sad that it was nothing more exciting.
"So you'll come, right Bobby?" Sammy asked getting back to the point at hand.
Bobby sighed internally, imagining spending his day surrounded by a bunch of snot nosed ankle biters.
He glanced at Sammy, noticing the puppy dog eyes had come out to play.
Another sigh
"Of course Sammy, I'll come with ya," Bobby caved.
And there was that hundred watt smile. That was all Bobby needed to know that he made the right choice.
They pulled into the driveway, and Sam all but skipped up the steps into the house.
Dean followed behind and bee-lined towards the TV set.
"Dean homework first, you know the rules," Bobby reminded, heading towards the kitchen to start on supper.
Dean sighed before putting down the remote and grabbing his bag off the floor where he dropped it.
Bobby put the pot of spaghetti sauce on the stove before sitting down to look at the note Sam had brought home requesting his help. He chuckled to himself wondering when his life had become this.
Never in his wildest dreams had he thought he would be chaperoning a bunch of five year olds to a fire station.
His father's words rang through his mind. The words that made Bobby swear off fatherhood forever. The words that ruined his last few days with the love of his life. Ever since he was young, Bobby had never entertained the idea of having kids. He would break anything he touched. Why would he ruin another child's life like his father had done to him?
Yet, Bobby felt a strange joy as he thought about this new life he had acquired. A part of Bobby was glad to have someone to nag about homework, or cook dinner for. Was it strange that he felt so good about a five year old kid wanting him to accompany his kindergarten class to the fire station?
Bobby looked at Dean sitting at the table doing his homework; he listened to Sammy humming in the next room. And for the first time he realized just how wrong his dad was. Sam and Dean were his boys, and they were turning out pretty amazing in Bobby's opinion.
A/N- Chapter 10 finally! Sorry for the long wait! I had trouble coming up with an idea for this chapter. Not to mention I have been crazy busy with school and then I went to the Supernatural convention last weekend. But it is finally done and I will try to update faster next time! Anyway I hope you enjoyed and excuse the long Bobby thoughts at the end! When I can't think of an ending I go deep :) And please review! They make me feel good :)