A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long. I've been moving up at work and I've been in a lot of pain. My shoulder has been bothering me more and more. It made writing harder. Anyways other than that I hope you enjoy the next chapter! It's going to get rough for the boys very soon.
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Chapter Ten: Working On The Nursery
Two months had flown by according to Sam. He was stressed that they hadn't started anything in the nursery yet. Dean had even promised his husband that they would start that weekend. They were going to use Tristan and Adrianna's baby furniture and buy two more matching sets. Their room was also full of bags with purchases for the nursery.
"Hey Sammy, I was thinking we could put Bobby's furniture in storage. What do you think?" Dean put on one of his older outfits.
"That sounds good. Did you get one of the guys to help you with all the heavy stuff?"
Dean nodded, "Yeah, Ash and David are comin' over to help. I figured they could help me paint the room too. You just tell us what you want and we'll do it."
Sam finished buttoning his shirt, "You think David can paint a mural? Like a jungle on one wall?"
"I'll ask him when he gets here. Where are you goin'?"
"I'm going to the baby store to see if the lamp we ordered arrived. The lady did say three to five days."
"It's only been three days Sammy. Why don't you wait another day?"
Sam shook his head, "No, and I'm going to look at nursery furniture. Hopefully they have two sets that match the furniture we have."
"Okay babe." Dean gave him a kiss. "Now let's feed our munchkins before they make a mess of the kitchen."
The pregnant man chuckled, "We certainly don't need a repeat of last time."
"Hell no!" Dean thought to the last time, where his children wanted to surprise them with breakfast in bed. "It was nice of them, but the kitchen was a disaster area." He rushed out of the room. Sam followed at a slower pace.
He laughed, "The mighty hunter scared of a little mess."
"Yup."
Dean made his way downstairs, while Sam went to check on the kids. Tristan was already downstairs, but Adrianna was still in her room.
"Good morning baby girl." Sam bent down to kiss the top of his daughter's head. Every week it was harder to bend down.
"Mornin' Daddy." The little girl had just finished brushing her teeth.
"Do you need any help picking out what to wear?"
Adrianna nodded, "Please?"
Lately Adrianna had wanted help for a lot of things. Usually she was independent and hated to be helped. Sam and Dean were puzzled at the change in their daughter. They hoped it had nothing to do with the triplets. They still remembered when Tristan had a jealousy fit when Sam had been pregnant with Adrianna.
"Okay Jellybean." Sam quickly picked out an outfit for her. Your cousins and David's kids are coming over. All of you can play outside in the backyard."
"Are you and Daddy De going to play with us too?" She put on the clothes that her father had picked out.
Sam shook his head, "Not today. We're going to work in the nursery. I have to go to the store to buy some stuff. Your Dad, Uncle Ash, and David are going to be here."
"Aww c'mon Daddy, play with me today." She gave her father the big puppy eyes.
"I'm sorry Jellybean, maybe tomorrow. I can't really do a lot either." He ruffled her hair, and then held out his hand. "C'mon let's go have breakfast."
"Carry me Daddy." She held up her arms.
"Sweetie I can't carry you for another two months remember?"
The little girl pouted, "But you never carry me anymore."
"I can't carry you because I could hurt you or the babies." Sam tried to reason.
Adrianna walked out of the room without another word. Sam sighed; he had never seen his daughter look so upset before. He and Dean were going to have to talk to her before the babies arrived.
Dean frowned at Sam when he finally made it to the kitchen. Their daughter had stomped down the stairs and just sat down in her seat. It was obvious that she was upset. Dean wondered what had happened between her and Sam. Sure he had noticed changes in her over the past few weeks, but she had never looked angry.
"Is everything okay Sammy?" Dean gestured at Adrianna.
Sam shook his head, "I'll tell you later."
Dean wanted to know now, but nodded anyways, "O-kay. Well time to dig in."
"Daddy De, can you feed me?" She tried the puppy eyes with her other father. Dean was always caved easier than Sam.
Dean was surprised at the question, "Jellybean, I think you can eat your cereal by yourself."
"But I want you to give it to me."
Dean looked over at Sam. He didn't know what to do. He almost wanted to say 'Christo' because it was unlike his daughter to want to be fed, "Baby girl, your uncle and cousins will be here soon. You should eat your breakfast quickly." He encouraged her.
Adrianna glared at her parents and ate in a huff. She didn't speak to them for the rest of breakfast. Even Tristan couldn't believe his sister was acting that way. She was well on her way to earning a spanking. Sam and Dean didn't tolerate bratty attitude.
"Adrianna Mary Winchester, you better turn that frown upside down or you'll be grounded all day while everyone else gets to play." Dean reprimanded as he cleaned up the table once everyone was finished. "Sammy we need to talk." Dean put the dishes in the dishwasher then led Sam to the living room.
Sam already knew what his husband was going to ask, "She did the same to me when I was in her room. I helped her pick out her clothes and then she wanted me to carry her to the kitchen. She got mad when I said I couldn't."
Dean ran his hand down his face, "This is so unlike her. She's acting like Tristan did six years ago. She's acting worse though."
"I know. We should talk to her tonight. You know, explain the situation to her."
"Yeah that sounds good. But if she keeps on with that attitude, I will punish her. No kid of mine is going to act like a brat." Dean sighed.
Sam nodded in agreement, "Okay, we'll clear everything up later. I should head to the store now."
"Be careful." Dean pulled Sam down for a kiss.
He rolled his eyes, amused, "I will Daddy."
"I don't care what you call me. Be nice or I'll have a chaperone go with you."
"Don't you dare Dean." Sam glared at him as he waddled away.
Dean chuckled, "Just go do your shopping babe. I'll see you later."
Not even five minutes after Sam had left Ash and David arrived. All the kids immediately ran outside to play. Even Adrianna's mood seemed to have improved. Dean led the guys to the future nursery.
"Okay, first we have to clear out the room. We're going to take them to storage."
"Well I'll help load the truck and I'll stay and watch the kids. They're still too little to stay by themselves." Ash said as he helped Dean with the dresser.
"Oh I leave the boys alone once in a while. Aiden watches Josh while the wife and I have a date night." David shrugged. "My dad did the same when I was growing up."
Dean thought back to his childhood, "I had to do that too, but I'll feel better if Ash stayed. Plus there're seven of them." Dean wasn't going to do the same as his father if he could help it.
"That's no problem."
In no time the three men loaded up David's truck. They were able to fit everything in one load. On the way to the storage unit Dean asked his friend if he could paint a mural in the nursery. David happily accepted. He even said that he'd paint the whole room instead of just one wall.
"We'll drop off the baby furniture and then we can go look at paint."
David nodded, "Sounds good. I'm going to have fun painting a jungle. It's been a while since I've done something so big."
"The nursery is going to look awesome!"
"With the fumes Sam won't be able to go in the room for a day or two." David was already thinking of what to draw in the nursery.
"That's okay. He's out shopping for more stuff for the nursery and I can keep him out till you're finished."
After a few hours David had drawn an outline throughout the room and began to paint some small details. Sam had brought them lunch and watched the kids while he made a list of what they still needed for the nursery. Dean didn't let Sam go into the nursery; he wanted to wait till David finished the whole thing. He wanted it to be a small surprise.
"Hey Sam, Dean told me about Jellybean." Ash joined Sam out in the patio.
Sam sighed, "Yeah, we're planning on talking to her. She's worse than Peanut was. I think she wants to keep being the baby."
"That's normal. All kids get jealous when there's a new baby on the way."
"I don't remember the twins being like that and Peanut was jealous 'cause of Billy."
"The twins were a bit jealous 'cause all the attention wasn't on them anymore. They also had each other to play with so it didn't bother them that much."
"She wants me to carry her now. She's always been independent, you know that."
"Just talk to her. She'll understand what's goin' to happen in the next few months."
Sam nodded, "We will. She'll be back to herself in no time. I hope."
"The little dudette will be cool after your talk." Ash assured Sam.
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"Dean I wanna see the nursery. Please?" Sam pleaded to his husband.
Dean shook his head, "Nope, not until it's finished and the fumes are all aired out."
Sam pouted, "Fine, but how much longer do I have to wait?"
"He's halfway done, David's pretty quick." Dean rubbed Sam's shoulders. "Babe you're tense."
"I'm feeling a bit sore today. The babies are getting heavier."
"Why don't you go lay down and I'll give you a massage."
"I'll go lay down, but David's here and someone should be watching the kids." Sam got up from the kitchen table and rubbed his back.
"Go rest Sammy, I'll check on you later." Dean gave Sam a kiss then made sure his brother made it upstairs.
Dean worried Sam might be coming down with a cold. He wouldn't be able to take anything for it other than orange juice. He poured a glass of said juice and brought it up to his pregnant husband.
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It took a total of five days for David to finish the nursery. Dean still didn't let Sam go into the room for another two days. Dean loved the great job his friend had done in the nursery. The details that he had captured blew him away. He knew his husband was going to flip as soon as he walked in.
"Sammy you ready to see the nursery?" Dean grinned at Sam's bitchface.
"You're really asking me that?" Sam crossed his arms. "But if you must know, then yes I wanna see my babies' nursery and I'm kinda tired of tripping on baby furniture."
"Okay, okay momma bear. Don't bite my head off." Dean raised his hands in defense.
"De stop stalling!"
Dean took pity on Sam and finally opened the door to the nursery. Sam was in awe as he walked into the room, he had only pictured one wall with their theme. He couldn't believe it. The whole room looked like a jungle. David had even incorporated the stuffed animals.
"Oh my god! Dean this is…" Sam was speechless.
"David really out-did himself didn't he Sammy?" Dean wrapped his arms around Sam's growing waist.
Sam leaned back against Dean, "He really did. I can't believe he did the whole room. We owe him." Sam's eyes teared up. "I love it."
"We'll take his family out to dinner as a thank you." He rubbed the growing belly. "I can't wait to see how it'll look like once it's all finished."
"I can't wait to start decorating it."
"The guys will help me with the furniture. Don't worry; soon you won't be tripping on boxes anymore." Dean kissed the back of Sam's neck.
Over the next few days the Winchesters finished setting up the nursery for their triplets. Everything was coming together nicely. The room was really starting to look like a jungle. Tristan and Adrianna fell in love with the room also. Often you could find the siblings in the room playing or helping their pregnant father decorate.
The brothers constantly assured their youngest that they were still going to love her just as much after the babies were born. They had sat down with Adrianna and explained to her what was going to happen after the triplets were born. The little girl appeared to have understood, but once in a while she would get a little jealous.
"You two ready to go to Benny's?" Sam stretched after folding some onesies.
"Yeah!" Tristan and Adrianna put away some baby toys.
"Dad works late so it'll just be the three of us." Pretty soon he wouldn't be able to drive. His belly was getting way too big.
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"Hey Sam, hey kids." Kendall greeted as he spotted his favorite Winchester being sat in the booth in front of him.
"Hey Ken." Sam waved as he sat down.
Kendall moved over to Sam's booth, "I just got here too. Dean let you out by yourself?"
Sam chuckled, "I don't need a chaperone just because I'm pregnant. The kids and I are capable of going out without my husband or friends."
Kendall shrugged, "Well from the stories I have heard, even from Dean himself."
"Yeah one day he even had one of the guys show up at the park. I was pregnant with Jellybean at the time. He's such a mother hen."
"Is it true that you hurt his back too?"
Sam was surprised at the question, "Uh y-yeah. I was nine months pregnant and needed help getting up. He forced himself too much. Ash and Stacey had to help us for a bit." Sam was feeling a bit self-conscious. He didn't think Dean would've ever told anyone that.
"Wow. He's hoping it doesn't happen again, especially now that you're carrying three babies." Kendall could see that Sam was getting upset with Dean's comments. He might have exaggerated Dean's story a bit, but the pregnant man didn't need to know.
"It'll be on him if he does." Sam asked his children what they wanted to eat. He tried to ignore the comments. "He's the one that insists on helping me. Anyways, what happened to your friend? We never got to meet him."
Kendall shrugged, "He was only here for the weekend. We really didn't go out; we just stayed in the whole time."
"Really? Is that why you look so relaxed?" Sam grinned.
Chelsea stopped by their table, interrupting Kendall's response, "Oh you switched tables. I guess you'll be staying here?" She looked at Kendall.
He nodded, "I'll be joining the Winchesters."
The kids looked at his parents' friend, "Are you doing like Uncle Alex?" Tristan remembered his parents talking about the park story.
Kendall looked at the ten year old, "What do you mean?"
"Papa sent Uncle Alex to watch us when Dad was pregnant with my sister."
Sam chuckled, "See! Just like I said."
Kendall reached over and ruffled Tristan's hair, "No little dude. I'm not here because of your father." He had his own agenda.
Sam, Kendall, and the kids spent the next hour talking and eating their dinner. Sam had calmed his thoughts, but he was still a little upset at Dean. Kendall knew he had struck a nerve. Now he needed to get Sam alone. He didn't care about Sam's weight, he just wanted in his ass. All he had to do was put the pregnant man on all fours then he wouldn't have to see the hideous belly.
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"Hey baby, you're in bed early." Dean was surprised to see his husband in bed, it was only ten.
Sam was facing away from Dean, "I'm just tired. The babies were kicking non-stop."
Dean lay down behind Sam, he wrapped his arms around him, "I guess they're having fun in there." He smiled. "Do you need anything? Maybe a massage?"
"No, I'm fine. I just need some sleep." Sam had tensed, but relaxed. "Hopefully the babies let me sleep."
He rubbed the belly, "Sammy are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Why?"
"'Cause you haven't turned around to look at me or given me a kiss."
Sam slowly turned around until he faced Dean. The older Winchester looked worried. Sam was still a bit hurt at the small jab about his weight. He tried to school his features, but Dean saw right through him.
"Sam something's wrong. Now tell me what it is."
Sam huffed, "Nothing is wrong Dean. I just had a bit of a rough day. Now all I wanna do is sleep."
"If you say nothing is wrong then why does it seem like you're mad at me?" Dean pulled Sam's body closer to him.
"Dean." Sam shook his head. He leaned forward and gave his husband a kiss. "I'm not mad at you. It's just my hormones getting the best of me again."
Dean smiled relieved, "Did I tell ya' how beautiful you looked today?" He returned the kiss.
Sam chuckled, "You're such an idiot De."
Dean was glad that he was able to pull Sam out of his funk. Sam's hormones were going to be the death of him. Sam on the other hand decided to forget about his conversation with Kendall. Dean would never call him fat in a mean way. He shouldn't have let himself be led by his hormones. He definitely felt better now that he was in Dean's arms.
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"Hi baby." Sam took Mason from Mike's arms as soon as he walked through the door. Mason babbled happily to his uncle.
"So no hello for me? I see how it is." Mike shook his head, amused.
Dean laughed at his friend, "Well, the baby is cuter than you." He tickled the baby's feet.
"I'm definitely feeling the love from you two." Mike rolled his eyes.
"So how have you been?" Dean handed him a beer.
"I've been great! Mase has been getting better at sleeping through the night. Alex is still on cloud nine." He chuckled. "He still baby talks to people accidentally. He always blames Mason."
Dean grinned, "It'll go away eventually. As you can see Sam is back at it, but it's only when there're babies around."
"It's funny to see my hubby getting' all embarrassed about it."
"I bet." Dean looked over at Sam. "Hey Sammy, I wanna hold my nephew too."
"But I'm playing with him." Sam kept cooing at his nephew.
"In two months you'll have three babies to entertain ya'." He rubbed Sam's belly then carefully took Mason from his brother.
Now that Sam wasn't distracted by the baby Mike asked his friend how he was doing. Sam told him how he was feeling and showed him the soon to be finished nursery. Mike spent the next few hours with the Winchesters. He even helped Tristan and Adrianna with their homework.
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"Daddies we have a nickname for brother!" Adrianna ran up to her parents.
Dean caught her and sat her on his lap, "Yeah?"
"So what did you two come up with?"
"Well there're these cartoons we like and Jellybean thought it would be cute." Tristan looked at his sister. "Tell them, you're dying to say it." He encouraged.
"Chibi!" The little girl giggled.
"Chibi." Sam tried out the nickname. "I like it. It does sound cute. What do you think De?"
"I think we finally have the babies' nicknames." Dean smiled as he hugged his daughter then his son. "Now we have to think of actual names."
"None of the names in the book have called out to me."
"We have two months to find three." Dean placed a hand on Sam's belly. "Hey there Sweet Pea, Monkey, and Chibi. Do you like your nicknames?" He smiled at the kicks he felt. "They love it."
"Yay!" Tristan and Adrianna placed their hands on their father's belly.
Sam felt his insides being used as a playground, but he didn't mind. He loved when the babies kicked. Most of the time they didn't let him sleep and he had to spend most of the day in the bathroom, but the kicking assured him that they were okay.
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Sam watched Dean wash the Impala. He figured this was a good time as any to talk about getting a bigger car. He knew his big brother was going to hate the idea, but they really needed a bigger car. They had five kids that weren't going to fit in the Impala or the Chevelle.
"I can feel you staring at me Sammy. Do you like what you see?"
Sam chuckled, "I always do. We really need to talk though."
"About what?" Dean frowned.
"We need a bigger car De."
Dean put up a hand, "We do not need a bigger car. My baby and the Chevelle are big enough."
"That's a waste of gas if we take both cars everywhere. You know we need a bigger car."
"We're not getting a soccer mom van Sam." Dean glared at his husband.
Sam shook his head, "It doesn't have to be a minivan. Look, we can sell my car and use the money to buy a new car. I've already looked at a few online."
"Fine, show me the ones you found later. Oh and we're not selling your car. Bobby restored it for you and you love that car."
"Okay De. I promise you're going to like the ones I found."
"Whatever you say." Dean doubted it, but humored his pregnant husband.
Sam sighed, "Just get back to washing your baby."
"You're objectifying me aren't you?" Dean smirked." You owe me later tonight when the munchkins are asleep."
"Mhmm we'll see." Sam smirked as he rubbed his belly.
TBC…