Author Note: Thank you so much C1B12 and BlueGem22 for the lovely feedback, I really do appreciate it! C1B12, well hopefully your insomnia gets better...trust me I have it too at times and it sucks. Thank you again!
So we have some Dean and Amelia, plus some Sammy and Amelia in this chapter and a dirty limerick :-D. I hope people enjoy!
Thanks
Val
Chapter 5
"This is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen." Dean said as he used another wipe to clean the baby's diaper area completely. "And that includes everything I've ever hunted. For crying out loud why is it so sticky. I feel like I'm cleaning up a combination of tar and molasses."
"Still thankful?" She teased.
Dean finished wiping the infant clean and slipped a new diaper under her bum but stared in shock. "No... no...no. Let me close it first." He cried as Amelia gurgled and proceeded to poop and pee without a care in the world. He had a feeling he was in for a long night.
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Jo turned her head when she heard a light knock on the door and saw Sam poke his head in. "Morning. Is it alright if I come in?"
"Sure," she said, yawning slightly.
He came in and stopped suddenly when he saw his brother passed out and snoring loudly in a chair in the corner. His hand resting on the crib that the baby was lying in.
"Is he okay?" He asked in a whisper.
"He's okay," she reassured him. "Just a little sleep deprived. Amelia made him lots of presents last night."
"Presents?" He repeated questioningly.
"Yup...the nurses are very impressed with our little Amelia. She had three bowel movement and the last one had practically no meconium in it. That and she peed a couple of times after each feeding too." She explained proudly.
"And Dean did all the diaper changes?"
"He did. He also gave her a bottle too when I was too tired to nurse her."
Sam grinned at the mental image of his brother doing everything Jo was telling him. "Wow, I have to say I'm a little impressed that he did that."
Jo smiled. "He was pretty good about it. He only had one slight meltdown when she decided she hadn't finished going during a change and started going freestyle."
"Nooo!" Sam laughed.
The noise was enough for Dean sit up straighten and look at the child next to him. "I got you Sweetpea," he murmured as he went to pick her up.
"Dean, that wasn't Amelia. She's still asleep. Sammy and I were just talking." Jo told him.
He scrubbed his hand along his face. "Oh. Hey Sammy." He greeted his baby brother, his eyes finally focusing enough to see the other hunter standing by Jo's bed.
They all turned their attention to the door and Dr. Carter came in. "Good morning Jo."
"Morning Doctor." She said as he reached down and picked up her chart.
He smiled as he quickly read the notes. "I think it's safe to say that you and Amelia are my star patients. I see your tests have come back with all positive results and your vitals have stabilized, especially your blood pressure. Says here Miss Amelia has passed all the meconium and is taken to the breast which is always a good thing since your milk produces the vitamins and enzymes she needs."
Dean puffed out his chest. "See I told you she's a genius."
The doctor turned and gave the other man an indulging smile. "I see we have a very proud Daddy."
"Damn straight." He told him firmly.
Shaking his head in amusement he turned his attention back to Jo. "It's up to you. But you both are doing amazingly well and if you think you would prefer to rest at home then we can discuss you both being release today."
Jo broke into a huge grin. "Really! I would definitely like to go home."
"Then I'll leave instructions for you both to be prepared for release. How does that sound Dad?" The doctor asked as he turned his attention to the other man.
Dean swallowed a few times as the realization that they would be completely responsible for the baby beside him. Was he really ready for this?
He looked at a grinning Jo and then over to Amelia and as corny as it sounded his heart swelled with love for the little peanut in the crib and he found himself smiling and nodding his head. Oh yeah, he was ready for this.
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Sam gently guided Jo down the bunker corridor as Dean walked behind them carrying Amelia. "I hope you like what Cas and I did with your room and the nursery."
"I'm sure I'll love it." She reassured him.
"Well if you want a theme, we can do that too." Sam offered.
Sam stop in front of the room across from Dean opened the door. "I moved your stuff to this room. That way if you need me or Dean we're right here." He explained as she went inside, a small gasp escaped from her lips.
Dean followed Jo and Sam in and understood her reaction. Cas has gone all out with the angel mojo. He created a true master bedroom, including if he was seeing correctly an actual on suite bathroom.
He spied the cradle by the bed and gently laid Amelia down and kissed her on the forehead before looking back at Jo and Sam with a grin. "Cas out did himself."
"We wanted to make it feel like a real home Jo." Sam said as he led Jo towards the bath. "Still not sure how angels know enough to install a bathroom, but I tested everything and everything works. Oh, and that door leads into the nursery. We figured it would make things easier for you once she graduates to sleeping in her crib."
Jo just looked around and swallowed several times. What they had done was beyond anything she could have dreamed. They were trying to so hard to make her and Amelia feel like family. She sucked in a deep breath when she saw Dean lay her daughter down and giving her a kiss on her forehead that she broke. It should be her husband bringing their daughter home, kissing her forehead.
"Please...I need you to both leave...I can't." She cried.
Sam looked crushed at her reaction, but Dean just jerked his head towards the door. They were silent as they made their way to the kitchen.
"We thought she would like it."
"I'm sure she does. I think everything is hitting her. I don't think she really had a chance to process that Amelia will never meet her father, her grandfather or uncle."
"Crap, I can't believe I didn't think of that." Sammy said as he sat down at the kitchen table.
"Let's just leave her alone for a while." Dean said as he poured himself a cup of coffee. "Hey, guess what Jo told me. She said that Gabriel had feelings for her before they came through the rift and that her and her Dean were actually aware of his feelings for her."
"That's interesting." Sam said as he thought about that piece of information. "Doesn't really sound like Gabriel. You know he never said how he met them or why was he hanging around them in the first place?"
Dean took a healthy sip of coffee as he shrugged his shoulder. "Not sure but I think it might be something we ask him about next time he's here." Dean looked around as something finally occurred to him. "Hey where's Cas?"
"He took off after he finished the makeover. Don't think he's ready to be around Jo and Amelia just yet.
Dean looked up when Sam reached across and snagged the cup. "Why don't you hit the hay and get a few hours." Sam suggested.
Dean snorted in agreement. "I'm more tired than I care to admit. She weighs only 6 pounds and 3 ounces, but you wouldn't believe how much poop and pee she put out. The poop was the worse. Seriously Sammy it was disgusting...like molasses. You wouldn't believe how difficult it was to clean up. Then the little peanut actually started to go again before I got a diaper on her."
Sam smiled at his brother, "and you loved every minute."
Dean grinned, "yup."
"Go get some sleep." Sam said as he smirked at the look on his brother's face.
"I'm going." He huffed as he stood up and slapped his brother on the back as he walked by.
Dean stopped outside of Jo and heard her trying to stiffly her sobs so that she didn't wake up the baby. He ached to go to her and comfort her but knew she needed to go through this in her own way.
He went into his room across from her, leaving the door open in case she needed him.
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Dean woke up after a three hours power nap and grabbed some clean clothes and went towards the bathroom to take a hot shower.
Thirty minutes later he joined Sam in the war room. "Has she come out?"
His brother shook his head. "No and I'm starting to get worried about her."
"I heard her walking around when I came out to take a shower."
Sam nodded his head. "Maybe you should try talking to her.
"Actually, I think you should talk to her." Dean said as he held up his hand to halt Sam's response. "Look we agreed to work on being friends because we need to actually get to know each other. Well that would go for you too and I think she needs a friend that she hasn't been told by two angels is her destiny right now."
Sam weighed what his brother was saying and knew he had a point. Maybe it would be easier to talk to him than Dean about what she is going through.
"Maybe you can bring her a cup of tea while I'll make lunch." Dean suggested.
"I can do that." Sam agreed as he went to make the tea. He smiled when he turned back after making the tea to see Dean had put some shortbread cookies on a plate that he was holding out towards him. "Thanks."
Sam stood outside of Jo's door for a second before knocking softly. "Jo?"
He listened as he heard footsteps making their way to the door before it slowly swung open. He gave her a tentative smile as he took in the tear tracks on her cheek. "I brought you a cup of tea and some cookies to hold you over while Dean makes lunch."
"Thank you." She said as chewed on her lower lip staring at the man in front of her before opening the door wide enough for him to join her.
"Here, I'll put this down on the desk." He said as he walked across the room as Jo followed behind.
"I... I'm sorry about earlier." Jo murmured as she lifted the cup and took a sip.
"No need to apologize." He told her. He turned when he heard the baby gurgle.
Jo watched the smile on Sam's face as he peered at her daughter. "I just finished nursing and changed her diaper. She should be pretty mellow; would you like to try and hold her?"
"Ummm, I've never held a baby before." He confessed.
"She won't break." She said as lifted the infant into her arms.
Sam accepted the tiny bundle into his arms and winced when she began crying. "What am I doing wrong?"
"She can sense you're not comfortable. Try snuggling her close to your chest and make sure you support her head."
Sam did as Jo said and grinned when she stopped crying and gurgle happily. "Hey she stopped crying."
Jo gave him a sad smile. "My Sammy was terrified the first time he held Siobhan. He was funny about being rusty and that he would need lot of practice with the baby when she was born."
Sam looked as Jo wiped at her tears. "What was he like?" He asked.
Jo shook her head. "You don't want to hear about him?" She said as she looked down at the cup in her hands.
"Jo, you can talk to us. We're here for you. Your family is important, and Amelia should know all about her Daddy, Grandpa and Uncle Sammy."
Jo sat down at the desk as she took another sip of tea. "I forget their gone when I'm around you both. I'm a horrible person... how could I forget my own husband?" She cried as she wiped at her tears.
"Ummm..." Sam stammered not sure of what he was about to say to the grieving woman. "I don't think you're forgetting them. I think it's how your mind is coping with losing them so quickly. Maybe if you talked about them with us it would help you cope."
"I've told you our histories." Jo said.
"Histories but not what they were like." He said before smiling and started to tell a story about their Jo. "Like our Jo. Once when we were hanging at the Roadhouse her and Dean got into a contest on who could tell the raunchiest limericks. She told one so filthy that Dean choked on his beer he was laughing so hard while he turned beet red."
Jo's eyes widen in shock before she started to giggle. "No! She didn't!"
"Oh yes she did." Dean said with a grin on his face. Neither had noticed the other hunter standing in the doorway. Jo watched as a Dean strolled into the room. "So how are you with raunchy limericks?"
"I don't think I know any." She confessed.
Dean smiled at Jo. "I'm guessing you didn't bartend at The Roadhouse since you got married so young. Our Jo was a hell of a bartender and knew more dirty jokes and limericks than anyone I knew which made her a favorite among a bunch of rough hunters looking for a stiff drink and a good laugh."
"No, not really and when I did help out everyone knew I was Dean's wife and John's daughter in law. I'm not sure who they were more afraid of. Dean, John or my Mom."
Dean and Sam exchange a look, and both said at the same time. "Ellen!"
Jo laughed at that and agreed with both men. Her mother was a force to be reckoned with no matter what dimension she was in.
"I came down to get you both. Lunch is almost ready." He told them before adding when he saw Jo looking towards the baby in Sam's arms. "I set up that bouncy baby chair that looks like a saucer for Amelia, so we have somewhere to put her down."
"Lunch sounds good." Jo said as she looked at Sam. "Are you comfortable carrying her?"
"Dean can carry her." Sam said quickly, not sure he was ready to walk around with the tiny baby.
"Wimp." Dean teased as he reached out to take the baby before heading towards the door with Sam and Jo following.
Jo fell into step next to him. "So, what was the winning limerick?"
Dean waggle his eyebrows and gave her a naughty grin. "Remember you asked. 'There once was a priest from Morocco. Whose motto was really quite macho. He said to be blunt. God decreed we eat c*nt! Why else would it look like a taco?'"
Jo slapped a hand over her mouth as she began to guffaw. She didn't need a mirror to know her face was scarlet.
Dean laughed. "Yup that was pretty much my reaction. Of course, the little minx thought it was funny to text me the next day and ask if I was 'eating' tacos since it's Taco Tuesday."
Sammy snorted, "dude you almost crashed the Impala you were laughing so hard. That's why I don't let you read your text messages anymore while you're driving."
Jo smiled as they made their way into the kitchen as she heard Dean whispering to her daughter that she's too young to hear this. She blushed when her stomach rumbled when she smelled the meal Dean prepared.
"Hope you like Italian. I threw together a lazy man lasagna in the Instant Pot. Just need to release the steam." He said as he walked over to the table where he had already set up the baby chair so that they would be able to see Amelia and gently laid her down before strapping her in.
Jo stared at Dean in shock. "Instant Pot," she repeated.
"Best birthday present I ever got him." Sam said as he sniffed the air appreciably.
"Yeah just admit it was a present for yourself." Dean said as he slapped his brother on the back of the head. He went over, letting the steam out before he removed the lid and stirred the contents inside.
"Hey, you like to cook!" The younger brother huffed as he rubbed his head.
"And you like to eat." Dean countered as he pulled out the inner pot and placed it on a trivet that was on the table by the plates, he had pulled out earlier.
Jo sat next to her daughter and picked up her tiny hand and kiss it affectionately. She couldn't seem to stop touching or placing soft kisses on her baby.
Sam watch the way Jo reacted to him and Dean teasing each other about his cooking and thought he would try again to get her to share with them and the baby. "So did your husband like to cook?"
Jo accepted the plate Dean held out to her and her mouth practically started watering at the aroma. "My Dean, he could barely make toast without settling off the fire alarm." She joked as she picked up her folk and took a bite. She closed her eyes and savor the taste.
Dean looked up at that and laughed. "He so had you snowed. He could cook. Who do you think did the cooking when we were growing up and our father left us alone?"
"That's ridiculous. Why would he lied to me for 18 years about something as mundane as cooking?"
"You're kidding right. You said he started staying with you and Ellen when you got together. So, he got use to Ellen cooking and if she was anything like our Ellen, she was a great cook. I'm sure you know your way around the kitchen. I know if that was me, I wouldn't offer up the fact I could cook...not then. I would sit back and let you and your Mom spoil me rotten."
Sammy nodded his head in agreement. "Dean can be a douche and that does sound like something he would do. Lie by omission."
"Well my Dean wasn't like that!" Jo huffed.
Dean cocked his eyebrow knowingly. "Are you sure about that? Really think about it before you answer."
Jo thought back and the morning sickness she had during her pregnancy and Dean taking care of her. She remembered him making soup, macaroni and cheese and a few other comfort foods for her. Now that she was thinking about it nothing, he had made her came out of a package, it was all homemade.
"Son of a gun." She mumbled with a blush on her cheeks. Reaching over she rocked the bouncy seat slightly. "Your Daddy was a sneaky bugger."
The men chuckled good naturally before Dean pointed to the plate in front of her. "You really should eat."
Jo wrinkled her nose at Dean as she narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, yeah."
"If you behave and eat all your lunch, we have ice cream for dessert." Dean teased.
Rolling her eyes Jo tucked into her meal. She smiled as Dean and Sam told her about the first time, they met their Jo and Ellen and how Jo had decked Dean.
That story morphed into a few hunting stories. When Sam told her about Duluth she sat back in shock. It was Dean telling her about their Jo finding him and pulling him out of the water, getting him back to her place and patching him up that she frowned.
"Jo?"
"I'm guess I didn't realize how different I am compared to your Jo. She was a strong, independent woman."
"Hey?" Dean said as he placed his hand over hers.
"I'm fine." She said looking over at her daughter as she begun to fuss. Standing she undid the straps that secured the baby and lifted her into her arms before settling back down.
Dean gave his brother a sideways glance as Jo undid her shirt and settled the baby to her breast to nurse her. Sammy was beet red and quickly got up from the table.
"Ummm I need to do... something." He stammered as he practically ran from the room.
"I think he's a little embarrassed about staying in the room while you nurse."
"Oh, I didn't even think about him not being comfortable with it."
"It's fine."
Jo looked over at Dean and smiled at how he watched her daughter. Chewing on her lower lip she asked the older man the question that nagged at her. "Will you tell me about how she died... I mean I know it was while she saved your life but I don't know the details."
Dean sucked in a deep breath before slowly letting it out. "Are you sure you want to know the details?"
"I do," she told him.
"Alright." He said as he began telling her about Carthage. He didn't try to stop his tears as he remembered his friends and told her about their last fight.
"They were both the bravest hunters I've ever known." He told her as he finished telling how Ellen stayed with her daughter to help her blow up that damn hardware store.
"I'm nothing like her. She was a true warrior." She murmured as she lifted Amelia and burp her.
"Jo." Dean said as reached over as she held the child up for him to take her so that she could right her shirt.
"It's true." She said. "I never even really hunted; nothing like her."
Dean looked at her in confusion. "What do you mean? You said your Dean trained you on how to be a hunter."
Jo shrugged her shoulders. "We did train but when we started dating, we gradually stopped. Then when Bobby got out of the hospital and I graduated from high school I went to take care him so that Dean could go back out hunting with John. Plus, we got married pretty soon after that too."
"Why the rush to get married?" He asked as he rocked Amelia to settle her.
Jo blushed. "We didn't exactly adhere to the dating rules our parents set. I got pregnant a few weeks before my 18th birthday. We got married as fast as we could."
"Oh," he said. "But you lost the baby."
"We did. We waited a little while and tried again but well you know what happened."
"Look I get that you and he were trying to set up your lives together and stuff, but I don't get why you stopped training. Did you ever hunt?"
"I handle a few salts and burns that were local if there weren't any other hunters available." She explained. "I sort of became the care giver. First it was Bobby, then we had Siobhan and she got sick. After she died, Bobby had another stroke before he passed and needed me. Then Mom every time she fought the cancer."
Dean nodded his head in understanding. "I guess that wouldn't leave a lot of time for hunting."
Jo watched his expression carefully before saying. "I must be a disappointment compared to her."
"What?"
"I'm not a hero. What good am I in this upcoming fight?" She asked looking down at her hands.
Dean stood up and secured Amelia back in her chair before he knelt in front of Jo. He reached out and ran his hand along her cheek before gently urging her to look up at him.
"You're just as strong as she was. Taking care of the people you love at the most difficult times of their lives takes more strength than I can imagine. I've watched people I love die and that's never easy, but it was the end. What you did for Bobby... Jo I'm not stupid I know the things you must have done for him physically. The love and strength that took. Do not dismiss your contributions because without you Dean, Sam and John wouldn't have been able to do the job."
"I couldn't agree more." Sam said as he walked back in. He had come back and stood by the door listening to Jo talking and heard the defeat in her voice. He almost came in then but stopped when Dean started to reassure her of what she did and how important it was. Damn if he wasn't proud of his brother, he had said everything she needed to hear.
Dean looked up at his brother and nodded his head in agreement. "Jo we all have our parts to play and maybe yours wasn't for lack of a better word, as exciting like ours but that doesn't mean you're not strong. Hell, you made it here and keep this little peanut safe. You're an amazing woman."
"No, my family and Gabriel did everything." She argued as she wiped at her tears. "Letting others die for you doesn't take strength."
"Bullshit, if you were as weak as you want us to believe then you wouldn't be here talking to us because a weak person would have laid down and let themselves die alongside them." Dean argued.
"Jo, Dean's right. You came here not knowing what you would find. You deliver a healthy baby and you're giving her a chance she would never have in your dimension. That takes courage."
"Maybe." She said as she accepted the bandanna Dean held out to her to wipe her eyes.
"Look," Dean said. "Nothing saying you can't start hunting now. If you want after you get the okay from the doctor, we can start training with you."
"I can't do that." She said as she blew her nose.
"Umm feel free to keep it." Dean said when Jo went to hand his bandanna back.
Sammy frowned at his brother while mouthing 'REALLY' before turning his attention back towards Jo. "Why wouldn't you be able to?"
"Because of Amelia. It's like my Dean explained to me before Gabriel got me out. Protecting the baby is my job now." She said as she glanced over at her daughter.
"Ok but he didn't know you would meet us. You're not alone Jo, we're her to help. If you want to train, we can figure out how to fit it in." Dean said as he cocked his head trying to decipher the hidden meanings behind her words because he felt there was more going on than she was saying and when he caught the look in Sam's eyes he knew it wasn't his imagination.
Jo seemed to weigh what Dean and Sammy were saying to her as she looked at her hands. "I can't. It wouldn't be right for me."
"Hey Jo, we're not trying to force you. We just want you to know we can train with you if that's what you want." Sam reassured her gently.
They both watched as she seemed to shut down on them again. "I'm sorry I'm really tired. I think I'm going to head back to my room."
Dean and Sam exchanged a quick look before Dean stood when he saw her go to pick up the baby. "I'll watch her. You go get some shuteye."
"Umm." She said as she looked down at the infant.
"I got her. Go lay down. If she needs, you I'll bring her to you." He promised.
She nodded her head and leaned down to kiss Amelia's cheek. "Thank you." She said as she made her way out of the kitchen.
Dean slowly made his way over to the door and watched her walk back towards the bedrooms. Turning he looked at his brother. "They broke her spirit," he hissed.
"Dean..."
"Don't, the more I hear about her life the angrier I get. I'm telling you they broke her. I guarantee you that the reason Ellen gave them permission to date was because he agreed to stop training with her."
"We don't know that." Sam argued even though he had a sinking feeling that was the case.
"I know I'm right. Plus who would send a 17-year-old girl straight out of high school to be a nurse maid to a man old enough to be her father. Sammy he was incapacitated...that means she bathed him, help him go the bathroom. That's what they did to her. Told her it was her job to take care of Bobby so Dean could hunt."
Sam blushed as he imagined what she did while taking care of Bobby. "Okay I have to admit that is a bit weird."
Dean sighed. "Sam, they had to get married. He got her pregnant before she was even 18."
"Come on Dean, accidents happen. Condoms break...you get caught up in the moment." Sam argued.
"I guess but then why rush and try to get pregnant again after she had the miscarriage?"
They wanted a family." Sam said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Or he wanted her to be tied down with taking care of a baby on top of taking care of Bobby and keep her away from hunting."
"Dude you're making a lot of assumptions there."
"Okay how about some comparisons then. Controlling, you and I both know that's how I roll so I can guarantee he was too. Obsessed, well Gabriel was right for me it was focused on you...him it was all about Jo. Ellen playing her cards close to her vest...keeping information from Jo...doing whatever she could to discourage her from hunting. I don't care what dimension we're talking about she would do whatever she could to keep Jo away from hunting including letting Jo go out with version of me that was too old for her if I agreed to stop training her. Help convince her that the best way she could contribute was to be the group caregiver and hey maybe pop out a few baby hunters while we're at it. I'm sure they encourage her to help research and man the phones but physical hunting...nope not for you little girl. Let's not forget his final marching orders and what her 'job' is now."
Sam hated that what his brother was saying was most likely true, but he didn't think it was a scab they should pick at. "Ok even if everything you think is true you can't say anything to her. Maybe their relationship was complicated but Dean she loved him...still loves him. Besides maybe this will work in your favor. Encourage her to pick her path...what she truly wants and support her. Give her a true partner to really fall in love with."
"She has a right to know..."
"Dean trust me she knows...deep down inside she knows that it wasn't all kosher, but she loved her husband and her family and we have to respect that."
"I guess." Dean said not truly convince. He opened his mouth to argue his point further but stopped as he saw Sam sniffing the air.
"Do you smell that?" Sam asked.
Dean smirked as he nodded his head as he looked towards the baby. "Guess you're getting your first diaper change lesson."
Sam looked at his brother horrified. "That smell is coming from her?!"
"Yup," Dean laughed as he picked up the diaper bag in the corner. He put the bag on the table and pulled out the changing mat and placed it on the table. "Sammy you need to pick her up so you can change her."
Sam recoiled slightly at the thought of changing the baby's diaper but knew he was going to have to help take care of Amelia. Standing tall and straighten his shoulders at the impending chore he reached over and lifted the squirming baby.
He gently laid her on the mat as Dean pulled out a fresh diaper, wipes and talcum powder. He looked down at the baby and examining the snaps on her onesie that started at her neck, down her belly, along her diaper area down one leg. He mentally groaned to himself when he saw a little of her mess must hand leaked out.
Quickly he undid the snaps and pulled her little arms and legs out as he freed her from the outfit and she was laying in just her soil diaper and said, "I hope there's another onesie in there because that one can't go back on."
"There is, don't worry. Now you have to undue the tabs." Dean said.
"I know." Sam said as he peeled back both tabs and lower the front of the diaper and began to cough and gag. "Oh man that is disgusting."
Dean snickered at his brother. "Ok gather her ankles in your hand and lifted gently."
Sam did as his brother said. "Ummm now what?"
Dean opened the wipe container and pulled out one, handing it to the other hunter. "You need to make sure you wipe her really good and get everything."
Sammy got to work, having to stop a few times to turn his head and take a few gulps of air. Finally, after several wipes her little bottom was clean and Dean took pity on him and pulled the dirty diaper and used wipes out from beneath the baby raised bum and rolled it up and placed it in the trash.
"Put a fresh diaper under her." Dean instructed. "Now sprinkle a little powder and pull the diaper up between her leg and secure the tabs."
"I did it!" Sammy exclaimed.
"Sure did." Dean agreed as he reached into the bag and pulled out a new onesie. "You want to dress her, or you want me to do it?"
Sam held out his hand to accept the tiny outfit. "I'll do it." He said and quickly got Amelia dress and lifted her in his arms. He smiled as he snuggled the baby close and kissed the top of her head, nuzzling his nose along the crown of her head.
Dean smiled at his brother. "It's that new baby smell. Just draws you in."
Sam smile and nodded his head. "Dean fight your natural instinct to talk to Jo about her family...her husband. You'll just hurt her."
Sighing he held his arms out and Sam handed Amelia over to him. "Fine but I'm not going to coddle her. They did enough of that for 18 years. She deserves to be treated like an equal."
"I agree but keep in mind that she may not want to actively hunt. She might want something completely different." Sam agreed.
Dean nodded his head before he kissed the baby in his arms. "So, Amelia it is high time we start a very important part of your education." He said as he started out of the room and down the hall with Sammy hot on his heels to see what his brother was up to.
Soon they were in the 'Dean Cave' and settled in front of the large screen tv. He smiled when the oldest Winchester pulled up 'Scooby Doo' from his Boomerang account.
"Now Amelia I'm going to teach you two very important words that I swear if you say them and perfect the art of 'puppy dog eyes' it will help you avoid being punished because you will be too adorable to punish." He explained as he snuggled the baby.
"Really...teaching her how to get out of punishments. Dean she's barely 28 hours old." He said with a chuckle.
"Hey how many times did you get off with a lecture instead of a spanking thanks to this little life lesson growing up?" He asked.
He smirked as he remembered Dean and him each pulling out what Dean always called the big guns and it still amazed him his Dad fell for it but the second they did it the harden hunter's lip would begin to curve into a small smile and he would end up lecturing them and tacking on extra training instead of getting spanked. "Teach away."
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. You give the biggest puppy dog eyes...yes just like that and say in a cute voice the following two words...now repeat after me...ruh roh."
Sam burst out laughing when the tiniest Winchester yawned adorably before giving his brother a tiny sneeze. He would swear on everything he owed his brother's heart completely melted in front of his eyes.
"Oh Hell...that is the cutest little thing. You could take Baby out for a joy ride and if you pulled that little face and sneeze, I would totally let you off the hook." He said with a chuckle.
Sam listened while Dean 'taught' Amelia about the genius of Scooby Doo and relaxed. It dawned on him halfway through the episode that he felt true hope that they were going to beat Chuck.
He looked over at his brother's recliner and smiled as he saw Amelia was asleep on Dean's chest and his brother lovingly rubbing the infant's back with a look of pure joy on his face.
Before Dean could stop him, he pulled out his cellphone and snapped a couple of pictures. Snickering he sent the photos to Jody and Donna.
Dean shot his brother a dirty look when he heard the pings of incoming text messages. "Who did you send it too?"
"Just our favorite female sheriffs." He teased before turning the phone around so Dean could see it. "The consensus is 'AWWWWWW!' I guess it's true women do love a man cooing over a baby."
"Or it's my ruggedly good looks." He taunted. He sighed when he heard a couple of more pings. "Everything okay with them?"
Sam smile as he read the messages. "They're fine. Want to know when they can come and meet the baby. Jody says she can't wait to see you walking around with her in a BABYBJÖRN."
"Ain't happening." Dean huffed, blushing slightly when he saw the way Sammy was looking at him. "Okay fine I can't. I already checked and she doesn't meet the minimum weight, she's too tiny." Amelia began to fuss, and Dean could tell she had wet her diaper.
Cradling her to make sure she was secure against him he slowly got up. Reaching down he grabbed the diaper bag he had brought in with him. Sam watched as Dean quickly change the baby.
When he was done, and she had a fresh diaper on he pretended to sniff the baby's feet and teasingly said "phew... stinky" before slipping the onesie back on.
Grinning he looked over at Sam. "You used to giggle like crazy when I did that to you when I changed you."
Sam swallow the lump in his throat. Dean didn't talk much about that time in their lives. He had a vision of his brother at five years old changing his diaper and playing with him.
His heart aches as it always did when he thought about how much Dean had given up for him as kids and it made him love his brother even more if possible.
He got up as Dean lifted the baby back into his arms. Sam reached down to grab the soil diaper for his brother and quickly leaned forward and kissed Dean's cheek before rushing out of the room while calling over his shoulder to his stunned brother that he was going to do some reading.
Dean shook his head as he looked down as Amelia squirm in his arms. "You're turning us into a bunch of softies Squirt."
TBC
Author Note 2: Okay I apologize for the raunchy limerick but I heard it a while back and have to admit I giggled when I heard it. Okay I know this is my second story where Ellen doesn't come off very well...but she's not a witch in this one like In The Beginning and I really do like the character.