Hey guys! I'm kind of unsure of this chapter as Sam and Dean discuss some things and begin to come to terms with those decisions and I'm really not sure if they came out okay... I hope so.

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A week later, Dean stood from the kitchen table, having finished his breakfast and walked over to the couch where Sam was feeding Nick. "You sure you're okay with me going back to work today?" He asked, needing to know that Sam was going to be alright having just their dad's help today. He had put off returning to work for a week now, claiming that he had had a small family emergency and while technically, that was true telling his boss that his little brother had just had twins… well, that was bound to be one way to lose his job.

Sam nodded as he continued to feed Nick his morning bottle. Nick tended to wake up earlier than Abby but his sleep was a lot more consistent and he wasn't a huge crier which Sam was quite happy about. He wasn't sure how he would have handled dealing with two babies with Abby's lung capacity. "Yeah, besides you have to go back." Sam argued, trying to convince both himself and Dean that it was necessary.

"I know… doesn't mean I want to though." Dean replied as he took a seat beside his brother and smiled lovingly at his little son. He's your nephew Dean reminded himself, a small bit of jealousy and sadness filling him once again. Sam hadn't suggested that he be anything else and Dean didn't want to suggest it himself, fearing that it would upset Sam in some way or be considered weird that he wanted to be Abby and Nick's dad.

"They'll still be here when you get home," Sam smiled as he removed the bottle from Nick's lips, carefully leaning forward to set it on the coffee table.

"They better be." Dean responded knowing that if he ever did come home to find out that something had happened to either Sam or the twins, he'd probably kill someone for endangering the three of them.

Sam shifted Nick against his shoulder and began to burp him, smiling when Nick let out a rather loud one.

"That's my boy!" Dean grinned proudly. "C'mon, let me say bye to the little man." He said reaching out for Nick.

Sam nodded and gently handed Nick to Dean, smiling as he watched the interaction between his son and brother.

Dean gently cradled Nick to his chest as he pressed a soft kiss to the little boy's head. "You be good for daddy today, okay? And then we'll play and I'll let you do cool stuff when I get home, hunh buddy?"

Nick let out a little gurgle causing Dean to smile.

"I'm glad you like that plan kiddo." Dean said before he passed Nick back to Sam. "My shift ends at five so hopefully I'll be home by dinner."

Sam nodded relieved that it wasn't one of the nights where Dean would be closing the store and not getting home until midnight or so. "Okay, have a good day at work."

Dean nodded and then was on his way out the door before he could change his mind.

~DW/SW~

About two and a half hours later, Sam had just changed Abby's diaper and laid her down for a nap when the doorbell rang. Crap he thought, hoping that the sound wouldn't travel down the hall and wake the twins as he felt like he needed a break, even just a small one. He was still very sore from giving birth and even though Steven had reassured him that that was normal, it was still annoying especially when he had two newborn babies to take care of.

His dad and Dean had been incredibly helpful over the past week and he was grateful to have their continued support. They watched Abby and Nick when he went to take a shower or so he could eat something or just to give him a little bit of breather. They also taught him different things that he never would have thought of. It's only because they've done this before Sam thought. He was still nervous that he wasn't as a good a parent as he could be to Abby and Nick and he only hoped that time would prove that he had known what he was doing. Sighing tiredly as he reached the front door, Sam peaked through the peephole and saw Laura standing on the other side. "Hey, well this is a surprise," He said opening the door and letting her in.

"Yeah, I hope it's okay for me to stop by?" Laura said somewhat hesitantly.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, yeah it's totally fine. Ah, I just put the munchkins down for a nap but ah, are you hungry or anything?" He asked, actually feeling really glad that Laura had stopped by. Over the past nine months, he'd lost the few friends he'd managed to make back in their old town where this had all started and since then, he hadn't ventured outside of the house almost at all, afraid for various reasons. Laura was the one person his age who knew the situation and was still comfortable being around him… it was nice to have some company who wasn't his dad, brother, doctor, or one of their hunter friends.

"Can I have a glass of water please?" Laura asked as she followed Sam into the kitchen.

He nodded and moved to pour both of them a glass before they took a seat at the kitchen table.

"So, how are you feeling?" She asked knowing that it had only been a week since he'd had Abby or Nick.

"I'm ok… tired but happy," Sam replied truthfully. He was beyond glad that the competition was over and done with and that he no longer had that hanging over his head. Of course, now that his children were here he had a whole new set of worries. And it wasn't just about his parenting skills either. He wanted to go back and finish his education, he knew he needed to now that he had his son and daughter to think about but the idea of going back was a little on the scary side… he hadn't been to school in almost a year and he wasn't sure how well he would be able to fit it in with his schedule. Sam didn't want to take advantage of his family or their support of him. And Sam was also worried about their financial situation and their future. He knew that Dean was pretty much done with hunting, or at least to the extent that it had been before… that much was obvious in his brother's actions and the fact that he hadn't even asked about any hunts nearby. His dad though, Sam wasn't sure what he was going to do and while he hoped his dad wouldn't make him and the twins hit the road once again, he doubted that the man would stay around for much longer.

"Well, that's good to hear." Laura smiled unaware of the situations Sam was currently running over in his head. "Where's your dad?" She asked noticing that the two of them were the only ones up and about and John didn't strike her as the type of person to take mid-morning naps.

"He's in the shower." Sam answered while thinking he'll hopefully be out soon as he didn't really feel completely comfortable on his own yet.

"So, I've got a question for you." Laura stated somewhat hesitantly a few moments later.

"Shoot," Sam replied knowing that over the past nine months, more of himself had been exposed and poked and prodded than he had ever wanted. He doubted that whatever she had to ask would be worse than any of that.

"Would you wanna take a class or two with me at the local college?" Laura asked, hoping that Sam would say yes.

"Oh, ah…" Sam paused when he thought he heard one of the twins start to fuss over the monitor. After a minute though, it was quiet so he turned his attention back to his friend. "I… I don't know. When do they start?" He asked wondering if it was too late to register for classes.

"About a month or so." Laura answered hoping that Sam would consider it.

Sam nodded thoughtfully. That's enough time, right? He asked himself. "What kinds of classes were you thinking of?"

Laura smiled, glad that Sam seemed at least a bit interested. Reaching down for her purse, she pulled out the schedule of classes she'd picked up the other day. "I don't really know… what would you wanna do?"

Sam shrugged as he began to look through the catalogue. "You know, I'd have to get my GED first, right?" The main advantage with college classes that Sam could see was the fact that he could pick and choose when his classes were and that would make dealing with the twins a lot easier. If he were to go back to high school, then he would basically be handing Abby and Nick off to his dad everyday for several hours while he went to school and that just didn't seem right to do.

"I know but I don't think you'd have too much trouble with that… you're pretty smart." Laura reassured when she saw the doubt on his face.

Sam nodded. "I'll think about it." He said so that he wouldn't have to give a yes or no answer right away.

Laura nodded back, seeing that that was probably the best she was going to get for right now at least.

Nice timing baby girl Sam thought when he heard Abby wake from her nap. It was easy for him to tell that it was her who had woken up because of the fact that she started screaming almost right away whereas Nick tended to snuffle a lot before he pulled the big guns out. "Hold on baby, daddy's coming," He mumbled as he pushed himself out of the chair.

Laura laughed a little as she followed Sam down the hall, standing back as she watched him quietly enter his and Dean's bedroom and pick his crying daughter up.

"What's all the noise about?" He asked as he walked out of the room and over to the changing table. "Oh, I see… you have a present for daddy, hunh?" Sam questioned the little girl after he'd gently laid her down and gotten her undressed.

Sam smiled as he began to wipe her clean. He breathed a sigh of relief when the diaper change was all done just a few moments later. "There, see daddy knows how to take care of you." Sam muttered, more to himself than anybody else as he picked Abby up and held her in his arms watching as her eyes drifted closed again.

Laura stood watching Sam and Abby for a moment, thinking that they made quite the cute little pair before she spoke up. "Well, I should probably get going… I just wanted to stop by and see you."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, thanks… I enjoy your company. I mean otherwise, my conversations consist of bottles and diaper checks." He said appreciatively.

Laura chuckled a little as she and Sam walked out to the front hall with Sam carrying a sleeping Abby. "I'll see you soon and really Sam, think about it… it might be fun."

Sam nodded again. "I know."

"Bye Abby," Laura whispered and bent her head to kiss Abby's cheek. "Bye Sam."

"Bye." Sam replied before he closed and locked the front door again. "Guess it's just you, your brother and me now hunh sweetheart?" Speak of the devil Sam thought when he heard Nick starting to cry. Hoping that Abby would sleep long enough for him to be able to soothe Nick properly, he headed down the hall.

~DW/SW~

Uh oh, somebody's not happy Dean thought when he could hear one of the twins wailing as he walked up the front steps. "Hey, what's the matter Abs?" Dean asked as he walked in the front door, hearing his little girl crying at the top of her lungs. Sam was walking the length of the living room floor as he bounced Abby against his shoulder trying to soothe her. Abby's face was bright red and Sam looked completely and utterly exhausted, that much was clear. "She okay?" Dean asked concerned because yeah, Abby was demanding but she also tended to be okay if she was being held.

"I fed her, rocked her, changed her diaper and still she doesn't want anything!" Sam explained, worry and exhaustion written all over his face. He didn't know what else she could want.

Seeing how worn out his brother was, Dean reached out. "Why don't you go lie down for a bit and I'll see if I can figure out what's going on?" He suggested.

Sam sniffled tiredly and nodded, gently handing Abby to Dean. What was I doing wrong? He asked himself when he noticed that Abby was already starting to calm down a little. Shaking his head as questions formed, Sam turned away from his brother and daughter and headed into his and Dean's room.

"What is it Abs?" Dean asked. He was glad when the little girl stopped screaming. "Aw did you miss me? I missed you too sweetheart." Dean pressed a gentle kiss to the side of Abby's head, oblivious to the pain Sam was currently in.

~DW/SW~

Sam walked into his and Dean's room, seeing that Nick was still sleeping peacefully in the bassinet. They had just run out of milk and their dad had run out real quick to grab some leaving Sam home alone with the twins for the first time ever. Originally, it had seemed to be going okay, mostly because Abby was the only one awake and Sam had sat out in the living room with her, listening to the baby monitor to keep an eye on Nick. I love you so much Sam thought as he lightly ran a finger down Nick's cheek, stilling when the small baby turned his head towards him. Sam let out a sigh of relief when Nick remained asleep. At least I seem to be doing okay with you he thought when he realized that he could no longer hear Abby crying and realized that Dean must have been able to do whatever it was he hadn't. I'm their father, aren't I supposed to be the one who makes their tears stop? Sam asked himself as he climbed into bed, feeling a bit inadequate. Sam yawned and sniffled, forcing his tears back and settled under the covers figuring that there wasn't anything more he could do tonight. It wasn't long before exhaustion claimed him.

Sam sat at the kitchen table, construction paper laid out in front of him along with a box of markers and a pair of scissors. A boy with blonde hair and curious hazel eyes sat across from him, talking animatedly about Christopher Columbus, the center of the project. A few moments later, the door burst open and a little girl with curly brown hair and bright green eyes came hurtling towards him. "Daddy!" She squealed as she launched herself onto Sam's lap.

Sam smiled as he wrapped his arms around her. "Hi sweetie, how was your day?" He asked watching as Nick frowned, angry at his sister for interrupting him.

"Hey, I was talking to daddy! It was my turn!" He pouted.

Sam smiled reassuringly at his son. "Don't worry Nick, you can tell me more in a minute alright? We're not done yet bud, I promise."

After a moment, Nick huffed and nodded before he continued cutting and pasting for his project.

"It was really fun, papa let me drive the car!" Abby exclaimed excitedly once she had Sam's attention again.

"Oh, he did?" Sam asked as he gave Dean a pointed look.

Abby nodded. "He did and I did really good, right papa?" Abby asked as she directed her gaze towards Dean now.

Dean laughed as he nodded. Sure she had been the one steering but his hand was also on the steering wheel and his feet were the ones working the gas and brake. "You did, you're a real pro." He agreed figuring that he would let his little girl have her pride.

Abby nodded triumphantly. "See daddy?"

"Yeah, yeah I do." Sam leaned forward to give Abby a kiss on the cheek before he let her go but suddenly, his lap was empty. "Abs?" Sam called using Dean's nickname for her. Sam felt panic begin to fill him when she didn't answer and he looked around, noting that Nick was suddenly gone too along with the markers and construction paper… it was like the two of them had never been there. Looking around the kitchen, Sam also saw that all of the artwork that he had proudly displayed was gone too. "Abby! Nick!" He shouted as he stood from his seat and walked into the living room. The TV was on Cartoon Network but Abby and Nick were nowhere to be seen. "Abigail Caitlin! Nicholas Mathew! Answer me!"

Sam felt his chest heave with worry. Where had his kids gone? And where was Dean? How could all three of them just disappear in a matter of seconds? Hoping and praying that Abby and Nick were just busy playing, he went to check their room but found that it was empty too. Tears started to trickle down Sam's cheeks as he stumbled over to Nick's bed. "They're gone," He whispered to himself.

Suddenly there was the sound of approaching footsteps and Sam looked up, hope in his eyes. That hope was dashed when he saw Dean standing in the doorway, a cold and angry look on his face.

"Dean, have you seen Abby and Nick? I can't find them." Sam cried, worry and fear lacing his voice.

"Maybe that's for the better." Dean uncrossed his arms and took a step towards him.

"For the better… what the hell do you mean for the better?! I'd like to know where my children are!"

Dean huffed. "Oh really, well why didn't you pay more attention to them then?"

"What…?" Sam drifted off feeling very confused. "Dean, where are they?" He pleaded.

"Somewhere safe." Dean answered shortly.

"Some… somewhere safe?" Sam asked confused. The house was protected by sigils and wards so he wasn't sure what his brother meant by 'safe'.

"I told you, somewhere safe… somewhere where you can't find them." Dean spat. "You think you're a good parent Sam? You think that Abby and Nick love you?"

"Where are my kids?" Sam asked angrily as tears filled his eyes. "Where did you take them?" Sam demanded as he stood and rushed over to Dean, pounding his fists against his older brother's chest. It seemed as if the punches had no affect though as Dean stood still and silent for several moments, increasing Sam's anxiety.

"Like I'm going to tell you, you didn't even want them Sam! Why the concern now?" Dean snarled before he turned his back and hurried out the door, slamming it behind him.

Sam shrank back. "I… I do love them… I do." He cried, his shoulders shaking.

Sam woke with a start, tears still on his face. His heart was pounding in his chest and he quickly looked to the side of the bed only relaxing when he saw Nick lying safe and sound in the bassinet. "My baby boy," He cried as he stood and picked Nick up, holding him close and rocking both of them back and forth. "My baby, my baby," He repeated.

After a moment, Sam hurried out of the room needing to have Abby in his arms as well. Rushing out to the living room, he saw Dean lying on the couch with Abby asleep on his chest. "Is she okay?" He asked with tears obvious in his voice.

Dean glanced over at Sam, quirking a brow when he saw that Sam was crying. "Ah, yeah she's fine but are you okay?" He asked concerned.

Sam sniffled as he walked over to the couch, his head hanging and his bangs in his eyes.

"Sammy, what's up?" Dean asked sitting up carefully so as to not wake Abby.

Sam sat beside his brother, crying quietly for several minutes before he spoke. "Am… am I a good parent?" He asked with his voice unsure.

Dean stared at Sam for a moment, surprised at the question. "Yeah Sam, I think so."

"So… so you'd… you'd never take them from me?" He asked biting his lip as more tears filled his eyes.

Dean shook his head. "What… Sam, why the hell would I take them from you?" He asked now completely and utterly confused.

Sam shook his head, tears dripping down his cheeks.

Dean repositioned Abby in his arms so that one arm was free to wrap around his brother's shoulders. "Sammy, what's going on?"

Sam sniffled. "I… I just hope I'm doing a good job, ya know? I just… I don't want to screw up… I mean, I… I love them so much and I know that I used to hate them but I don't Dean, I don't… not anymore. And I want them to be happy and healthy and I'm just scared that I'm going to hurt them or not be good enough."

"Aw Sam," Dean sighed. "Look, I know this is scary… I mean, we're in charge of two little people now and yeah, I don't want to cause anything to happen to them either but we love them Sam so we can't really go wrong as long as we try and do our best. And that's what you've been doing and I think you've done a pretty damn good job so far." Dean added. He felt like his brother needed to hear that.

Sam looked up at Dean with watery eyes and sniffled again. "You… you do?" He asked.

Dean nodded. "Yeah, I mean Sammy… I know that I'm not their parent," It was hard to miss how his voice wavered when he admitted that and Dean hoped that Sam was still too upset to pick up on that little fact. "But I am their uncle and I love them just as much as you do and so does Dad and I think I can guarantee you that anyone who is a new parent has these fears so just try to relax, okay? You're doing good and we know you love them."

Sam was quiet for the next few minutes as he contemplated what Dean had just told him. It made him feel a little reassured to hear that Dean was nervous and scared too. Remember what dad told you Sam thought to himself remembering the conversation he'd had with his dad a few months back about newborn babies and just how terrifying they could be. "Do you wish you were their parent?" He asked quietly.

Dean bit his lip as he looked down at Abby's sweet little face. He didn't know how to answer that… he didn't know which answer was correct. Finally, he sighed and nodded. "Sometimes yeah, I mean… technically I am their dad but that's a bit complicated right?" Dean said with a small grin on his face.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, just a little." More like majorly complicated and if anyone ever found out, we'd probably be thrown in jail he thought.

"And yeah, I wish that they could call me dad or something like that you know but even if they ever just call me uncle, I will always be a part of their lives Sam… they're my kids, that's something that won't ever change." Dean stated with conviction.

Sam nodded again, touched by the fact that Abby and Nick meant so much to his brother. "I don't know how I'm going to explain it to them when they're older… I mean, what happens when they ask where mommy is?"

Dean reached over and gently squeezed Sam's knee. "I'll help you deal with that okay? We'll find some way to explain it to them."

"Thanks," Sam smiled softly as he felt the left over anxiety from his nightmare start to dissipate. "Really, you've been here for everything… I mean, you… you've done things that you didn't have to and you haven't even mentioned returning to hunting… there's no way they'd be here right now if it wasn't for you." Sam said with his voice full of sincerity. "They're your kids just as much they are mine."

Dean coughed, trying to cover the lump that he suddenly had in his throat. "You wanna know something?" Dean asked as he looked lovingly between Abby and Nick.

"What?" Sam wondered as he followed Dean's gaze.

"If I had to, I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat… you three are worth anything and everything to me." Dean said, his eyes shining with pride and honesty.

Sam felt humbled by Dean's words and his eyes misted over with fresh tears. "I…" He was cut off by the sound of Abby waking up. "You're okay sweetheart, your papa's got you." He said raising his eyes to meet Dean's, trying to show his brother that he meant it. He hoped that it would be something close to what his brother had done for him but he kind of doubted it.

After a moment Dean nodded and smiled, his eyes crinkling with happiness. "Yeah, your papa's here Abs." Dean agreed as he gently tightened the hold that he had on his daughter. She is my daughter… thank you Sammy Dean silently thought to himself. Abby stared up at him, a happy and peaceful look on her face, reflecting the way the rest of her family felt right now.

Hey... so, how was the chapter? I really hope that it's okay and that none of you are too mad at me...

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