Vrskaandrea: You loved the Angels! I just had to make the biggest, meanest looking of them the big softy! Things are finally settling down and life is going back to some kind of new normal. I've had that argument too!

Wolfgirl2013: I have a feeling that as much as Sam yearned for the apple pie life, he would probably rather hunt a Wendigo if he found out he was going to be a dad.

VegasGranny: I like them too.

NoilyPrat: Always let sleeping dogs and dirty children lie!

Blondie 20000: Finally! A chapter you approved of! 😆

CHAPTER 69

Even though she'd been back at Bobby's for two weeks, Dean had yet to leave Kayla alone with anyone else for more than the five or ten minutes it took to use the bathroom or take a really quick shower.

"Baby steps." Bobby warmed Sam and Caleb anytime they pestered Dean to let them watch Kayla so she could have an hour or two to herself. The fact that she was now sitting in the tray of Caleb's truck, drinking with her brother and their friend, while Kayla slept in the house was an achievement in its self. Much of the time since Dean returned had been spent talking about her and where she'd been so that evening they spent talking about what Sam and Caleb had done while she was gone.

"So I hightailed it down to that diner in Idaho but none of the waitresses could even confirm you'd been there." Caleb said.

"Yeah, they're like that. Protective." Dean smiled to herself.

"You never told me that." Sam said. "You told me you went to help another hunter."

"Yeah well, I didn't want to get your hopes up. You were on edge enough as it was. I figured if you didn't know it couldn't hurt you if I didn't find her but also, if I did, I thought about how happy you'd be if I dragged her back. And I would have. I was packing an entire abduction kit. Rope, tape, chloroform, the whole nine yards."

"That's not funny Caleb." Dean said.

"No it's not, but Sam was barely holding it together and if I had to drag you kicking and screaming back to him, well I would have." Caleb said, unapologetically, reaching for another beer. "Damn all gone."

"I'll go get more." Dean said.

"I'll go." Sam said, quickly jumping from the tray and jogging into the house.

"Was he really that bad?" Dean asked watching him go.

"It got dicey for a moment, but we managed to pull him back from the edge." Caleb admitted.

"Thanks." Dean said, bumping Caleb's knee with hers.

Sam returned from the house juggling two six packs in one hand, a bottle under his arm three glasses held in the other hand and a brown paper bag hanging from his wrist. He placed the six packs, bottle and glasses in the tray.

"Hey, I got you a present." He said handing the bag to Dean as he climbed in.

"A present? Why?" Dean asked taking the bag.

"Because I didn't get to give you one when Kayla was born." Sam said with a shrug. He handed Caleb another beer and opened one for himself.

"Thanks Sammy, I love presents!" Dean said excitedly. She looked in the bag then pulled out a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue. It had a pink ribbon tied around the neck proclaiming 'its a girl' with teddy bears and balloons adorning it.

"Haha! Thanks Sammy!" Dean laughed.

Next she pulled out a flat rectangular object wrapped in plain paper. Dean unwrapped the present and revealed a plain wooden picture frame. Dean squinted in the darkness at the picture. Sam flicked on a small flashlight and shone it on the picture. Dean gasped. She knew Sam had some mad computer skills but what she was looking at was beyond comprehension.

"How...how did you do this?" She asked, tears brimming.

"Umm, the picture of you and Kayla was one I took last week and then I found the most recent picture I had of male you that would work and photo shopped it in." Sam said with a shrug.

"This is amazing!" Dean ran her fingers down the doctored photo of her 'family'. It showed her sitting on an armchair looking down at Kayla standing in front of her. Sam had photoshopped a picture of her taken before the curse in so it looked like she...he...was leaning on the back of the chair smiling down at both of them.

"I thought it would be nice for you to have one 'family' photo of you all together."

"I love it Sam!" She wrapped her arms around her brother and hugged him tightly.

"I went halves on the hooch." Caleb interjected.

Dean laughed and hugged him as well.

They settled back and continued drinking.

•

"You've got a kid!" Sam said, he was hitting his limit. The beer was gone and they were now on the bottle of whiskey he had brought out.

"I sure do." Dean said sipping from her glass.

"And she's one!"

"Yes she is." Dean smirked at her more than tipsy brother.

"You know what that means?" Sam asked leaning against Dean.

"What?"

"This time twelve months ago you were pushing a human out of your..."

"Yep got it!" Dean interrupted.

Sam drew in a deep breath sitting up and looked at Dean.

"That means some dude stuck his..."

"Yes Sam, we all know what it means." Dean said quickly.

Caleb chuckled. Drunk Sam was fun.

"I should...I should go beat him up." Sam said trying to stand.

"And why would you do that?" Dean asked.

"I gotta defend your honour." Sam said as if it was obvious.

"Ha! That boats sailed." Caleb snorted to himself.

Dean looked at him pretending to be offended before laughing.

Sam stood, wavering in the tray.

"Nuh, I'm gonna go make this guy pay for knocking up my sister up and leaving her. Come on Caleb. You 'n me. Let's go!" Sam said waving his hands in a 'come on' motion.

"Me why? I didn't...What? How did you...?" Caleb looked slightly panicked at Dean who shrugged back at him.

"Coooome oooon! We gotta go and find this douche! We gotta teach him a lesson!" Sam said swaying.

"No Sammy, you don't." Dean said.

"Yeah I do. I'm your brother, I'm 'sposed to take care of you. Me 'n Caleb, we gonna go show this arsehat what happens when he knocks up my sister and leaves her to take care of a baby all on her self."

"It's fine Sammy, sit back down."

"Nooo, he left you to do this alone an' he should be here, but I don't see him here, do you?" Sam held his arms out and stepped back, slopping whiskey from his glass. Only Deans lightning reflex's stopped him from toppling out of the truck. She settled him back down.

"I don't know Sammy. Hey Caleb, do you see him here?" She smiled at him.

"But you're all alone." Sam said sadly, placing hand on Deans neck and drawing her close.

"I'm not alone Sam. I got you and I got Caleb and I got Bobby." Dean placed her forehead against Sams. "We're not alone as long as we have you."

"You always got me, you an' Prickle, I'm here for you forever."

Sam pulled Dean in for a hug.

"Love you Dean."

"Love you too ya big lush."

"Hey I've been meaning to ask about that. What's with Prickle?" Caleb asked.

"Princess...Kayla...Prickle." Sam said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He then leaned back and promptly fell asleep.

"Well that was entertaining." Caleb said, leaning back sipping his drink.

"Yeah it was. He's going to be feeling it in the morning." Dean agreed.

Caleb leaned close and whispered in her ear.

"Do you think he would really have beaten me up?"

"Probably." Dean shrugged.

"Huh, guess we'd better not let him find out then."

"Nope, we shouldn't." Dean said clinking her glass to Caleb's.

•

As predicted, Sam woke up with a monster hangover the next day. Dean delighted in encouraging Kayla to climb all over her uncle as much as possible. Sam eventually retreated to the safety of his room and tried to sleep it off.

•

The next morning Sam woke feeling human again. He walked down the stairs and found Caleb leaning against the wall just out of direct eyeline of the kitchen. The sounds of "Baby got Back" flowing from the kitchen.

"What're you doing?" Sam asked.

"Shhhh! Look." He whispered back pointing into the kitchen.

Sam poked his head into the doorway and saw Dean dancing around to the music. She was wiggling her backside in exaggerated movements causing Kayla to giggle and clap her hands. Dean was smiling and laughing as she sang along with the lyrics. Every so often she'd go back to the stove and tend the pancakes she was cooking. She put the last pancake on a plate and turned the burner off then pulled Kayla out of her high chair and stood her on the table. Holding her hands Dean twisted them both and continued to dance with the music. Kayla squealed with delight at her mothers antics and stomped her feet on the table top.

The music stopped and Kayla looked around.

"On?" She asked.

"Oh, gone!" Dean copied.

The next song started and Dean scooped Kayla into her arms and began moving around the kitchen singing along.

"She was a fast machine,

She kept her motor clean,

She was the best darn woman I had ever seen..."

Dean around the room with Kayla giggling and squealing as she was dipped and spun.

"She has the sightless eyes

Telling me no lies

Knocking me out with those American thighs..."

Dean threw Kayla in the air and caught her pulling a loud squeal of delight from the child.

"You boys gonna keep standing out there or come in and join us?"

Sam and Caleb stepped into the room sheepishly.

"Do you think this song is really appropriate for Kayla to listen to?" Sam asked.

"She doesn't understand the words Sammy. Do you baby?" Dean asked as she held Kayla above her and jiggled her a little bit causing more adorable giggles to burst forth. "She just enjoys the rhythm and beat and of course momma making an idiot of her self!" Dean said as she bent over holding Kayla upside down. "And you! Shook me all night long! Yeah you, shook me all night long."

Kayla looked over to Caleb and held out her arms.

"Eb!" She said between giggles reaching for him.

Caleb walked over to her and took her from Dean. He began singing and dancing around the room with her as Dean went and finished with the breakfast.

"You guys are idiots." Sam shook his head but moved to Caleb's side and began doing stupid little dance moves. "Aren't they Prickle?"

"Hey where's Bobby?" Caleb asked.

"He went into town to do an early scrap metal drop off. Should be back later." Dean said. "Okay, breakfast is ready."

Caleb sat Kayla in her high chair and strapped her in. Kayla let him know she wasn't happy about that. Sam helped Dean move the food to the table and before long they were sitting down to a feast of pancakes, fresh berries, whipped cream and maple syrup. Dean put a bowl in front of a Kayla and let her feed herself. It was semi successful.

"No baby, blueberries go in your mouth not up your nose."

"So, What are you going to do now?" Sam asked. They hadn't really spoken much about the future now that Kayla was here.

"What do you mean?" Dean replied.

"Well now you've got Kayla, you won't be able to really hunt, and you'll need a steady income."

"I can still hunt." Dean said.

"How? How are you going to hunt when you've got Kayla to think about?" Sam questioned her.

"I don't know. I haven't figured out the logistics of it yet. I still hunted before I came back, just small stuff mostly, but we managed. I could leave her with Bobby or she has an entire garrison of heavenly babysitters I could call on." Dean answered with a shrug.

"Oh no!" Caleb said. "You are not leaving her with any of those winged dicks! No, not happening!"

"By the way, how does she even have a whole garrison of angels watching her?" Sam asked.

"I dunno." Dean said shrugging. "Cas never said. I didn't push it. The more eyes on her the better."

"But didn't you say Cas inscribed her ribs to hide her?"

"Yes, but not the same. I don't know how it works but he can always find her and she is visible to those loyal to him and who don't want to harm her." Dean explained.

"Okay so feathered nannies aside, what about money. Kids aren't cheap you know." Sam asked.

"Well I've already talked to Bobby about this. He still has some customers who come by for repairs and services so I'm going to try and build that client base up. There's also all those old cars in the lot. I'm going to check them out and see if any of them are restorable. That should bring in some cash." Dean said with a smile. "No, sweetheart, the syrup makes terrible hair gel."

Dean reached over and extracted her daughters sticky hand from her hair.

"Sounds like you've got it all worked out." Caleb said.

"Looks like it doesn't it?" Dean smiled smugly.

•
**turns out I enjoy writing relaxed drunk Sam**