"Morning." Sam said softly as he started stroking Dean's back with the tip of his fingers. The sunlight shining through the blinders captured his frame perfectly.

"What time is it?" Dean asked, opening his eyes and meeting Sam's.

"Early, Micah's still asleep." Sam answered, kissing Dean's shoulder, while continuing stroking his back.

"That's nice." Dean said, closing his eyes again.

"Mhm," Sam agreed. It had been a while since they had any alone time. "So, how sleepy are you?"

Dean opened an eye "Depends on what you had in mind."

Sam grinned and leaned in to kiss him, but before he even reached his lips, Dean had turned around and had his brother pinned under him.

Sam laughed "Not that sleepy, then?"

"Never too sleepy for sex." Dean answered smugly as he captured Sam's lips, licking against them, wanting entrance which Sam happily indulged.

"Missed this." Sam moaned as Dean started pressing kisses down his naked chest.

"Can't blame you." Dean answered and got rewarded with a playful slap on his head. "I'm sorry, do you want me to stop?" He asked teasingly as he sneaked a hand between Sam's body and the bed and palmed his ass.

"Jerk." Sam breathed.

"Is that a yes?" Dean asked and started pulling back, knowing his brother a little too well. Sam hooked his legs around Dean's calves.

"Don't you dare." Sam said and leaned up to kiss him again, Dean only pulled back to pull his t-shirt over his head. "You're gorgeous, Dean."

Dean grinned "I thought you said I was fat."

"I never said that!" Sam said as he held up a finger to make a point "I said you had changed since you had Micah, besides, that was months ago, you're even more beautiful now than you were before him." He said as he stroked a finger down the c-section scar on Dean's stomach.

Dean puffed out a breath like he really didn't believe his brother, but before Sam could protest, he leaned down again to meet his lips in a passionate kiss. "Just be quiet, don't wanna wake the baby." Dean whispered as Sam moaned out loudly.

"It's been weeks." Sam groaned as Dean helped him out of his underwear.

"Don't worry, I'll keep your mouth occupied."

xxxxxxx

"Dean, someone's at the door!" Sam yelled when he heard the doorbell ring.

"I'm making breakfast!" Dean yelled back, pouring milk into his bowl of cereal.

"I'm bathing Micah!" Sam answered "And I don't think you will burn the kitchen down by leaving your cereal on the counter for two minutes!"

"Shit." Dean muttered under his breath, how did Sam know him so well? Oh, right. Reluctantly he went into the hallway to open the door. It was his day off and all he wanted to do was spend it with Sam and Micah, if he was lucky, Micah might even be tired after his bath and breakfast, so and Sam could sneak back to bed.

"Hello." He said while opening the door, before even seeing who it was. The sight that greeted him was not the one he was hoping for that morning.

"Oh, hi, Dean."

"Jenny, hi." Dean said, scrubbing the back of the neck "What are you doing here this early?"

"Sam didn't tell you?" She asked "The twins and Micah have a play-date."

Dean nodded before looking at Jenny then over her shoulder "Without the twins?"

She looked confused for a moment before laughing, damn it, the girl had a nice smile. "They're home, Sam was supposed to bring Micah over 20 minutes ago, and I was getting worried, Jeremy's leaving for business in Nashville soon, so I just wanted to make sure he hadn't forgotten."

"Well, I'm sure he didn't mean to forget." Dean said "We stayed a little longer in bed today than we planned on, so…"

"Oh." She said, blushing slightly.

"Dean!" Sam said as he came down the stairs with Micah on his arm, "I totally forgot, Micah has a play-date with…. Oh, hi, Jenny!" He laughed as he reached the bottom of the stairs and saw who was in their doorway.

"Hey, Sammy!" She said with a huge grin, and didn't that just widen Dean's eyes as he looked over at Sam.

'Sammy?' he mouthed.

Sam just gave him a 'let it go' look, before looking back at Jenny "What are you doing standing in the doorway?"

"She just got here." Dean answered "She was worried about you, since you had scheduled a play-date that you hadn't showed up to, on my day off." He said, the overly- nice tone in his voice wasn't fooling anyone and Sam rolled his eyes at him.

"Sorry, I totally forgot." Sam apologized "Can we reschedule?"

Jenny looked disappointed at that "Sure, but Sean and Sarah had really looked forward to it."

"I know, I'm sorry, we just got a little slow start this morning and Micah has been throwing a lot of tantrums lately and he's already off his feeding schedule, so…"

"No, trust me, I understand, George was the same when he was that age." She said "Jeremy will be gone all week though, so just let me know when there's a better time, maybe when Dean's at work, I know how lonely it can be, alone with a baby."

Dean wanted to slam the door in her face.

"Sure, bye." Sam said and waved her off, before closing the door "Dean, don't overreact-"

"The one day off I have and you schedule a play-date without telling me? And what did she mean about you being alone with the baby, like you're a fucking-"

"Dean!" Sam said, gesturing to the baby he was holding.

"Sorry." He said, but directed it more to Micah than Sam. "Like you're a single parent, I have to work, and she was talking about me like I wasn't even there, and why the Hell was she talking about Jeremy, I thought you said they had separated?"

"Dean, don't do this, he has three kids with the woman and they are still working out the custody arrangement," Sam sighed as he started rocking Micah on his arm "I canceled, okay?" he said "Let's just get Micah some breakfast and have him settled, then I think we should talk."

"Talk, talk about what?"

"Us." Sam said like it was completely obvious, as he walked through the open door to the living room/kitchen area.

"What about us?"

"You are totally freaking out over nothing." Sam said "You're constantly worried, and you clearly don't trust me."

"It's not that I don't trust you, Sam." Dean sighed, clearly annoyed and not wanting to talk about it, he was perfectly happy just yelling at Sam and then be over with it. "I'll make him scrambled eggs, he doesn't like bananas anymore."

"He's so picky." Sam answered "We're gonna spoil him, and yes, we are going to talk."

"Off course we'll spoil him." Was all Dean answered.

"Maybe I should make the eggs." Sam said.

"I can make scrambled eggs, Sam." Dean answered "I made them to you all the time when you were a kid."

"I know…"

"What?" Dean said while getting a pan from the cupboard.

"You usually burnt them." Sam answered quietly, not wanting to push Dean at this point.

"Maybe we can just get Jenny back here, I'm sure she makes good scrambled eggs."

"They're not bad." Was not was Sam should have answered.

Xxx

After the silence treatment from Dean during breakfast, Micah was sitting on his blanket on the floor, playing with his favorite book that made animal sounds when you opened the right page.

Dean sat down next to him and read for him what it said on the different pages, "Yeah, and the cow goes 'moo'." He said as he closed and opened the page of the cow again, the book letting out a sound.

Micah didn't really care what Dean said, he just looked up at him from time to time, but was more interested in checking out the book himself.

"Ready to talk now?" Sam asked as he came down the stairs, having just put some clothes in the dryer.

"There's nothing to talk about, Sam." Dean said as he tried playing with Micah, but the boy practically slapped his hands away.

"Come on, Dean." Sam said as he sat down on the couch. "I'm getting tired of you accusing me of things."

"I'm not accusing you, I'm accusing her." He answered "She clearly wants to jump your bones."

"So what?" It's nice having company from time to time, and it's not like I'm gonna do anything."

Dean kissed the top of Micah's head and got up from his place on the floor to sit in the comfy chair.

"Do you think we would still be together if it wasn't for Micah?" Dean asked. "We weren't even that… Serious, before."

"I don't know." Sam answered "It doesn't matter now."

"Yeah, it kind of does."

"I am perfectly contempt with being with you, Dean, I wouldn't do anything to screw this up." He said gesturing between the two of them and Micah.

"Contempt?"

Sam rolled his eyes "Happy."

Dean looked down at the ground "Well, that's good, I guess."

"We were having such a good morning."

"I know, I don't mean to ruin it." Dean answered "Can I blame the hormones?"

Sam laughed "Not anymore, no."

"Well, it was worth a try." He said.

"Yeah, I guess, but seriously, Dean, why are you so worried? You used to be all badass and not caring what anyone thought."

"I cared about what you thought." Dean muttered.

Sam grinned "And I think that I will never love anyone but you."

"Don't be cheesy."

"Doesn't seem like I have much of a choice, remember the first time we went out with Micah? You were getting pissed at me because that guy was talking to us, even though he was clearly flirting with you."

"Hormones."

"Stop it."

Dean snorted "Sorry."

"So what's going on?" Sam asked. "You've changed, a lot."

"I guess things were just so crazy during the pregnancy, and the months after that when things finally started slowing down, and we learned to deal with Micah's powers and everything, a lot of stuff just caught up to me, that's all." Dean said "Don't worry."

"But I do worry." Sam answered "You're practically the mother of my child, I want you to be happy."

"First, don't ever call me a woman gain, and second, I am happy." Dean said.

"I want you to be happy all the time." Sam said "And not get jealous and worried every time I talk to someone, have you even made any friends since we moved here?"

"You're my friend." Dean said jokingly, really wanting to stop talking about this.

"You know what I mean, what about the guys from work?"

Dean shrugged "They're all right."

Ding dong

Dean didn't know if he should be relieved or irritated "If that's Jenny-"

"I'll get it."

"No, let me." Dean said as he got up and went to open the door.

"Hey, Dean!" Sam said, making his brother turn around. "We are ex-demon fighting brothers who happen to be lovers, added to that, we have a kid, that you gave birth to, I don't think we can ever be boring."

Dean smiled, remembering that he'd expressed concern for that the day before, he went to open the door and the sight greeting him was a lot better than the previous visitor they'd had.

"Hey, Bobby!"