Sam was getting increasingly scared as he thought of what Bobby could do to him once he was freed as he flashed his light around at the cars, not really remembering where he put Bobby… God Bobby was going to kill him and San knew it.
"BOBBY!" Sam shouts as he searches through the huge number of totalled cars. He continues running around, searching for a car with heavy objects on the trunk as he screams Bobby's name on the top of his lungs.
Soon after he froze when he heard a voice "SAM! IF THAT'S YOU I SWEAR I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Sam hears Bobby screech, his voice crackling as if he'd been screaming for hours… which Sam knew he probably had.
Sam followed the sound of Bobby screaming more threats and insults till he came up to a trunk blocked by the objects he remembered putting there and the source of Bobby's screaming.
Sam took a deep breath and readied himself to run once he got Bobby out, who knew how true Bobby's threats had been. Sam quickly pulled the objects off the trunk and flung it open before shouting a quick apology as he ran away.
Bobby didn't take long getting out of the car and was chasing Sam down, adrenaline and anger fuelling his running and Sam was having trouble getting to the house.
He had totally abandoned his flashlight as he full on sprinted from Bobby who was still screaming threats.
"SAM I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Bobby screamed as Sam hopped up the porch steps, two at a time as he burst through the door, heading towards his room where he knew Dean probably still was.
Sam could hear Bobby thumping behind him and he quickly dunked into his room and locked the door behind him and ran to where Dean was sitting on the bed.
"Sammy? What wong?" Dean asked innocently, eyes wide as he saw Sam's fear and Sam quickly scooped the boy up, hugging him.
"I'm fine kiddo, Uncle Bobby is just a bit upset k?" Sam tried to reassure the boy as he heard Bobby banging on the door and John shouting for him to calm down.
Of course he wasn't having it and Sam heard as he ran down the stairs and a few minutes later he heard Bobby ascend the steps again.
"What wong wif Unca Boby?" Dean asked, looking curiously into Sam's face as Sam held him in his arms. Sam looked thoughtful as he tried to think up a excuse that wouldn't scare Dean.
But he was cut off as the door burst open and Bobby stormed into the room, his clothes crumpled and mucky from the trunk, his face was bright red in anger with his cap squashed on his head.
"Sam! I'm gonna-" Bobby was cut off by John grabbing him as Bobby made to run at Sam who was hugging Dean close.
"Bobby! Come on man, I didn't mean to forget! Come on Dean's freaking out here" Sam tried to reason, he felt guilty for using Dean as a 'shield' from Bobby's wrath but it worked.
As soon as Bobby saw Dean's green scared eyes staring at him he quickly calmed down, not wanting to scare the kid but glared at Sam to let him know he was going to get back at Sam for what he did.
"You win for now Sam but I warn you, not only will you have to be careful for Dean's 'pranks' but now mine" Bobby threatened and knew once Sam was alone he was going to murder Sam then.
Sam looked scared but nodded as Bobby left the room, led by John as Sam got back into his and Dean's bed. Sam relaxed as he hugged the now confused boy who hugged Mucky and snuggled into Sam's arms.
"Sammy? What wong wif Boby? He not happy?" Dean asked, looking sleepily up at Sam. Sam chuckled.
"He's just a bit upset, I Urmm… didn't help him with some things the other day… Urmm he got… lost?" Sam said, it sounding more like a question but Dean was half asleep so he nodded into Sam's chest.
"Ok Sammy, wove wou Sammy nite nite" Dean murmured as Sam kissed his blonde head of hair and they both settled down to sleep, Sam forgetting about his shoes and clothes.
"SAMMY!" Dean screamed into Sam's ear. He had woken up early and wanted to show his brother his new picture, he'd run out of paper so he'd drawn all over his father's face as he slept on the couch.
He'd been totally unaware of the toddler drawing on his face with felt tip pens in the early morning when he'd gotten up for the bathroom.
Sam's eyes instantly snapped open and he winced as Dean screamed into his ear. "Mmmh Dean? Come on kiddo its wayyy too early" Sam told the boy but rolled out of the bed and picked up the bouncing Dean.
"Sammy! Come see what me dwaw!" Dean cries as Sam walked down the stairs, frowning as he saw his dad on the couch but when he went closer he saw his face… and burst out laughing.
John's face was covered in Dean's drawings, on his forehead was a mass assortment of colours mixed together, his cheek held what looked like a rabbit coloured in brown and Sam couldn't help but thinking of Caramel.
On the other cheek was random lines of colour and what looked like a sun with eyes but Sam thought his nose was the best.
John's nose was coloured with a large black dot on the tip, his upper lip had lots of black dots covering it and finally some very large buck teeth running from John's upper lip to the end of his chin.
"Daddy a wabbit! Ike Carmel!" Dean told his red in the face brother.
"I… can… s-see that …. Dean!" Sam spluttered as he quickly grabbed his phone and took pictures of his dad's sleeping coloured in face.
"Sammy, wou ike?" Dean asked as Sam calmed down and made Dean some cereal which Dean ate on the floor in the living room as he played with his cars and sat Mucky beside the bowl.
Sam sniggered. "I love it Dean! You're a real artist there buddy" Sam complemented, he didn't even need to lie as he loved his fathers new make over!
Dean beamed as he finished his bowl and handed it to Sam but grimaced when his foot jarred. Sniffling Dean moved over to where Caramel was bouncing happily, waiting to get out and play.
Sam frowned "Dean? Is your foot hurting kiddo?" Sam asked as he kneeled beside the sniffling boy. Dean nodded and Sam sighed in sympathy.
Soon Dean had taken some pills and Sam let him hold Caramel who was anxious to hop around Bobby's living room but Sam didn't want the rabbit to find Bobby's books and well… eat them.
He grinned as he put Caramel away and heard his dad wake up… he couldn't wait to see his fathers reaction.
"Dean?" John slurred, opening his eyes a crack to see Dean leaning over his face as he grinned at his father.
"Daddy! Wou want see new piture?" Dean asked, bouncing slightly as his dad sat up and stretched before he smiled down at the happy boy and Sam burst out laughing as his dad's new 'teeth' on his chin stretched.
John frowned as Sam continued laughing and he could even see the tears forming at the corners of his eyes. "What's so funny?" John growled as Dean giggled.
"What are you Idjits laughing about?" Bobby asks as he walks into the room, looking grumpy but more rested after his 'Ordeal' in the trunk.
As soon his eyes fell onto John's face he too burst out laughing, doubling over as Dean giggled more and more at all the men laughing.
"Ike me piture Boby?" Dean asks innocently and Bobby laughed harder.
"I l-love… it Kiddo!" Bobby exclaimed through his laughing, a voice in his head to get Dean the hell out of the house before John saw his face.
"What?" John was confused as Sam headed into the kitchen and came back a few minutes later, only chuckling along with Bobby who had calmed down and showed John his face in a small mirror.
John's face went red as he saw the pictures on his face. "Dean!" he screamed, eyes wide in shock as he started rubbing at the marks on his face, hoping that it wasn't permanent pen.
"Yes daddy?" Dean asks innocently "Not ike me piture?" Dean continues, looking up with wide happy eyes at his father.
"Why did you do it on my face!" John cried, scrubbing harder. Dean looked as though John should already know the answer.
"What mean daddy? No paper eft so me dwaw wou face! Wou get keep where ever wou go!" Dean tells his father happily. John breathes slowly in through his nose, closing his eyes tightly before smiling at Dean and kneeling to Dean's little height.
"I love it Dean but don't draw on peoples faces ok? Ask us for some paper ok?" he asks, smiling at Dean who grinned and nodded.
"Ok daddy! Oh! Wou see Carmel?" Dean asks, pointing to the new rabbit cage. John looked astonished at the brand new cage with a small caramel coloured rabbit hopping around inside.
Bobby's eyes looked like they where going to fall out. "Dean… where did you get that?" John asks and both him and Bobby look at Sam who was smiling nervously.
"Sammy got Carmel yes day!" Dean told them and confirmed Bobby and John's suspicions. Sam smiled nervously even more off Bobby's glares.
"Come on guys! I think Dean deserves something, he just lost mom" Sam tells the men, making sure not to say the end bit till Dean was giggling as he watched Caramel hop happily around.
Both the men's faces softened as they looked at how happy Dean was with the little Caramel. Bobby sighed "Fine, we keep Urmm… whatever it's called but only for Dean" he told Sam warningly.
Sam remembered Bobby's threat's from last night and nodded quickly.
Later in the day Bobby and John were in the kitchen, trying to scrub the pen marks off John's face but they weren't succeeding very well and again John had to refrain from killing Dean.
"Why won't it come off!" He cried, scrubbing harder and wincing, he was rubbing his cheek raw. Bobby grinned.
"Daddy? What wou doin?" Dean asked, coming in still wearing his pyjamas with Mucky in his arms, his blonde hair a complete mess.
Bobby turned and smiled at Dean, picking up the boy and sitting him on the bench beside the sink where John was still scrubbing.
"Daddy's trying to scrub off ya picture Deano" Bobby told the boy and giggled in time with Dean. Soon John had given up, the marks on his face still standing out quite a bit. He knew it was going to take a while getting it off.
"Well then Dean what do you want to do today?" John asked Dean. Dean looked thoughtful as he looked around the kitchen, Bobby standing right in front of him to make sure he didn't fall.
Dean's eyes lit up in excitement when he spotted a dusted cooking book in one of Bobby's open cupboards. "Caks! Make caks daddy!" Dean cried happily, pointing at the book.
Bobby grinned as he saw the old book. "Sure Dean, lets make some cakes ok?" Bobby told him. Soon Dean was standing on a chair that had a sturdy block on that so he could reach up over the bench and just over the bowl.
John was on his left and Bobby on the right, the cookbook open to show the recipe for fairy cakes which Dean had picked because he liked the picture in the book of the delicious looking cake.
Soon all the ingredients were put into the bowl by the men and let Dean measure out his own amount of sugar but made sure he didn't put too much or too little in.
Dean had squealed when he'd done that, clapping himself as he poured the measured sugar into the main bowl with the other ingredients as told Mucky what he'd down who was sitting on the sink 'watching' Dean work.
The men helped Dean mix the ingredients. Dean grinned as he did this before flicking a glob onto Bobby's face, squealing happily as Bobby tickled him and cleaned his face, not wanting to fight back. They would end up destroying the cake mixture then.
Once it mixed Bobby showed Dean how to pour the mixture from the large bowl into the paper cups. Dean watched intently and when he got to do the rest he stuck his tongue out in concentration, the men standing by to help.
Dean was very good at pouring and only made minimal mess, either putting way too much mixture into the paper cups or missing it all together.
Soon they had 10 cups filled, some higher to the others and Bobby put them into the oven and set it to the right temperature and time limit.
Dean giggled "Yey me did it Boby!" Dean told the man as he bounced happily. Bobby chuckled, Dean really was adorable and both men felt a very strong wave of protectiveness wash over them, Dean depended on them and they knew they had to care completely for him.
"I know Dean, ya really smart ain't ya?" Bobby asked and Dean giggled, turning pink slightly at the praise. He looked up and saw Bobby's old icing.
"Boby! Me cowur in?" Dean asked, remembering seeing his mother use icing to put colours on the cake. Bobby grinned as he took down the icing and checked the date to see it was fine to use.
Nodding he agreed and took Dean through to where Sam was putting away Dean's scattered toys. "Sammy! Me cook Cak!" Dean cried as Sam took him into his arms.
Sam grinned "Nice Dean, can I have one?" Sam asked, looking around for the cakes. Dean squealed happily.
"No now! No done now! Swlly Sammy!" Dean cried, hugging Sam. Sam chuckled as he grabbed Dean and lay his on his back and started tickling the boy.
"I'm silly huh? TICKLE ATTACK!" Sam cried as Dean screamed happily and squirmed under Sam's fingers and laughed.
"AHH! Sammy, no no! Daddy help!" Dean cried playfully, batting at Sam's hands and laughed loudly and innocently.
John and Bobby grinned and teamed up to grab Sam and pinned him playfully to the floor and started tickling him.
"Ha! Got you Sammy!" John cried and laughed as he tickled Sam who was very ticklish and laughed loudly but didn't fight back fully but more like playfully.
"Dean!" Sam called playfully and like he expected Dean hopped up and started tickling him too.
"Got wou too Sammy! Venge!" Dean called and John laughed at Dean taking 'revenge' on Sam. After a few minutes of laughing and squealing from the family they stopped their tickling and let Dean be bathed by Sam.
"Ok no running around this time Dean" Sam warned as he put his now naked 'little' brother into the tub. He was never going to let Dean live down Sam bathing him. Sam laughed as him and Dean threw bubbles at one another but Dean calmed down long enough for Sam to wash his hair and body.
Sam smiled as he realised he as getting used to be being the big brother, with the roles reversed he saw just how hard it was to care for a little hyper kid but he was loving every second.
He wasn't hunting, him and his dad were on common ground and he felt like he was paying Dean back for him taking care of him all these years.
Soon Dean was bathed, dried and in jeans with a black top and some more pills. "Dean! The cakes are ready!" John called. Dean's eyes lit up as Sam carried him too the kitchen where Mucky was still sitting on the sink.
Dean stood on his chair and box and smiled at the newly cooked cakes, Bobby already had the icing ready and handed the white icing to Dean who went mad as he covered the cakes in white sloppily, putting way too much on each cake.
Soon Dean was done with the white and the three men smiled at Dean's amazingly happy face as he was given the blue icing.
Dean started squirting the blue icing out and had help from the men as he wrote on one cake 'Sam' the next 'Mucky', 'John', 'Bobby' and 'Dean'. The men helped spell out the words and write them neatish.
The other cakes had random swirling patterns and stars and many other pictures. "Yey! Wou ike?" Dean asked all the men and John, Bobby and Sam all smiled at the boy and nodded.
"We love them Dean" John told his son, kissing the top of Dean's head. Sam grinned as he ruffled Dean's curls.
"Look at that Dean! Dad's going soft on us!" Sam joked "So can I have one now?" he asked his brother. Dean giggled and gave him the cake with Sam's name on.
"Here go Sammy! Eat eat!" Dean told Sam as he passed Bobby's his and John's to John and picked up the Dean cake.
Soon they were eating the cakes and all had to admit the cakes where tasty, Dean hummed as he devoured his quickly, licking his fingers clean.
"Wove wou all!" Dean told the men as they finished there cakes, smiling as there hearts squeezed. They all knew they were thinking the same.
We must give Dean the best year of his childhood.
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