Jack was worried and panicking slightly as he checked the crib in what was deemed the nursery again, not seeing the baby there. He looked around the room one more time to make sure that he didn't accidentally overlook her before he quickly rushed out into the main room.

"I can't find the baby." he said in a rush. Cas looked up from the scrolls he had been reading and immediately stood up.

"What do you mean you can't find the baby?" Cas asked, coming to his side. "Where was she last?"

"She's right here." Dean's voice called out, coming into the room. He had a blanket slung over his chest and shoulder and when he moved it they could see Millie sleeping inside of it. "Shes fine, shes napping."

Jack fidgeted, glancing at Cas and then at Sam. "And...she's okay?" he asked, coming forward. "Nothing happened?"

Dean shook his head. "Nothing happened." he confirmed. "And Michael's silent in my head so...way I see it, we should enjoy it while it lasts."

With that he went back to the kitchen where Sam was as well, cleaning the pots that Dean had used, he glanced up at his brother and then at their sister. "You're not telling them?" he asked softly.

"Don't see a point yet, they think that everything's okay, let them keep thinking it." Dean said going to the counter where he had been cutting and mashing food up. "Besides, it's only that she's growing a bit faster."

"She was born a couple days ago Dean and she already has teeth." Sam said, turning the sink off. "Not to mention she was close to walking, or waddling."

"Moms also kinda freaking out about that." Sam said grabbing a towel to start drying the dishes. "We don't really know what to expect with her, she's not completely a nephilim, not completely a human."

"Sounds like a Winchester to me." Dean said shaking his head. He looked down into the sling to see that Millie had woken up and was staring up at him. He smiled and reached in to take her out and turning her towards the counter. "See anything you like Mills?"

"Banh!" Millie sounded, reaching for the food on the counter in response.

Dean smiled and picked up some of the mashed up carrots and offered it to her. Millie grabbed at his hand and brought it to her mouth, her little teeth scraping over his finger as she gummed at him.

Sam laughed at that. "Well she likes vegetables, takes after me." he teased.

"That's just cause she's not ready for meat." Dean told him. "Give her some time to get more teeth and I'll get her started on steak."

"You can't feed a baby steak." Sam said. "They can't handle it."

"She's a Winchester, she can handle anything." Dean pointed out to him. "Besides dad fed you steak as a baby."

Sam paused at that, mind turning over a bit. "No he didn't." he finally said, although his voice told him that he wasn't so certain himself.

Dean shrugged. "I know what happened and you were too young to remember so you're going to have to take my word for it." he said a bit smugly. "He fed us steak until you were old enough to complain about it."

Dean couldn't hold back his laugh when a balled up paper towel hit his arm.

"You're such a jerk." Sam grumbled. "Dad would never have-" whatever he was saying he stopped, staring at the counter.

More of the food that Dean had made for Millie was slowly rising into the air and floating over to her. Millie had her hands held out towards the food and brought it to her mouth, chewing a bit noisily as she did.

Dean breathed out slowly and shared a look with his brother.

Sam looked a bit pained and took a deep breath of his own. "Yeah." he said quietly. "There's also that."

Dean nodded, looking down at Millie who looked back at him.

And maybe it was his imagination but for a moment it looked like her eyes flashed silver.

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