CHAPTER 4

Dean was sleeping when he sensed that someone was watching him. Well thanks to his hunter instincts he was attentive even while he slept. He cracked one eye open and saw a little face staring at him intently. It took some effort and one ounce of willpower but he was able to successfully open both his eyes.

"G'morning" DJ said giving his uncle a small smile. "Good morning, kiddo" Dean replied yawning and stretching. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only 6:30. DJ was fully dressed and when he looked past DJ he realised so was Sam. Sam was making breakfast dressed in his work clothes which was a ridiculous pink t t-shirt with brown khaki pants.

Sam had to be at work in about half hour. He just needed to feed his son and then on his way wake his brother. When he looked at his brother he realised that half of his job was already done by his son. Dean was awake.

DJ was again giving him a shy smile. Dean had to admit it was pretty adorable , the kid looked just like Sam , has same chubby cheeks , a mope of brown shaggy hair and a set of puppy dog eyes that could get him out of any trouble. Dean smiled a real smile , he couldn't remember the last time his smile was so real. On instinct he reached forward and grabbed the kid and started tickling him while making all sorts of noises. "Hummp , I am a tickle monster , nobody can escape from me , hahahaha"

DJ was giggling in a high voice that only looked cute on kids and contrary to popular believe it does not look cute on girls. "Unca Dean stop, Stop." He was laughing so hard that he was gasping.

Thats when Dean froze not because of kid's gasping no , but when he heard those words "Unca Dean" not uncle but close to perfection for a three year old. He repeated those words in his mind , "Unca Dean" he liked the sound of that.

Unbeknownst to him , Sam was watching this whole exchange with dewy eyes. He always imagined this , his son and his brother enjoying , playing and doing all sorts of things that Uncles do with their nephews.

Dean picked up DJ and made his way to his brother. He raised one eyebrow at his brother's ridiculous outfit but said nothing. Sam felt his cheeks flaming a little because well really the outfit was ridiculous. But he needed money and this was stupid policy of the store where he worked that he couldn't do anything about.

After they all had breakfast. Sam picked DJ up and carried him to the bathroom to clean him up a little. Dean looked around the tiny apartment at a lost as to what to do. Sam was about to leave to work and they hadn't talked much in the morning not like he was keen to have that conversation.

He was just about to watch some television when Sam came. "Okay , Dean , I am gonna drop DJ to his daycare and then head to work. See ya in evening. Uh, make yourself at home."

"What ? Why ?" I can handle the kid" Dean said. "Um, you don't have to Dean." Said Sam . He didn't want to impose his son on his brother. " Hey , its not my first go at handling a kid and besides I want to spend some man to man time with my nephew"

What Sam could say to that. He trusted his brother but he couldn't help but be a little nervous. And what man to man time could you possibly get with a three year old. But he chose wisely to not comment on that. Instead he said , "Okay , Dean. If you need anything and I mean anything you call me okay." He passed his son to his brother and kissed his son's forehead. Handed his emergency number to his brother and made his way out.

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"Okay kid , your dad worries too much. Its just you and me now so what do ya wanna do ?" The kid regarded him a moment his face serious and then his expression changed. He started squirming and shouted "Potty" Dean didn't need any warning more than that. He wasn't around kids that much but even then he understood nature's call well.

He made a mad dash towards the bathroom , pulled down the kids pants and pull ups only to get himself pushed out of the bathroom. "I know how to do it". Huh , who would have thought that even a three and a half year old needed his privacy. "Okay , still I'm right outside just yell if you need me. You have got nothing I haven't seen before"

It was about five minutes later , the bathroom door opened. During those five minutes, Dean couldn't help himself but check on the kid but after getting a pretty nasty bitchface which could even beat Sam's anyday , he backed off. That looked darn cute that he had to stifle a laugh so as to not hurt the kid's feelings. DJ came out showing him his hands which were still wet but atleast looked cleaned. Dean figured it was something Sam had taught him to make sure the kid always washed his hands. So he just nodded his head in approval.

"Hey , how about we go shopping ?" The kid's whole face lit up with a bright smile. The Winchesters didn't do shopping it was always goodwill shops or hand downs and that didn't count for shopping. But seeing that smile was so worth it. He crouched down , straightened the kid's clothes and after locking the apartment , the duo made their way to Dean's baby.

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Dean had seen there wasn't much food in the apartment. It was enough for a toddler but not enough for an adult and certainly not enough for two adults. And also it didn't take a genius to know that his brother wasn't doing so well financially. But his brother was a Winchester and Winchesters never asked for any favours. So he took upon himself to take care of the grocery while he was here. He didn't want to go to the same store Sam worked in so he chose one a few blocks away.

Dean's love for his nephew increased a few notches when the kid started bouncing excitedly when they reached Dean's baby and claimed that this was so far the best car he has ever seen in his whole life and now it was his favourite. Dean reached and ruffled the kid's hair. This kid was smart.

On reaching the grocery store , Dean parked his baby safely so as to avoid his girl from the reckless driving of soccer moms. He took his nephew's hand and made his way to the store. The drive here was cool , they sang some rock songs , the kid didn't have a clue about the songs but atleast he was humming along. Dean even remembered to pick the car seat that Sam use when riding with DJ , okay DJ remembered that but the main point was everything was going smoothly.

Dean picked a cart and placed the kid in it and made his way through the aisles. He took a couple of cereals that Sam used to like when they were kids , some eggs , milk , jerky , and even some fresh fruits. DJ also helped as when something wasn't too heavy instead of putting it himself in the cart Dean handed it to DJ who then put it in the cart. "Aww , its nice to see some fathers taking their kids to shopping" Dean looked from the package of pancake batter in his hands to the face of a pretty blonde woman smiling at him and DJ. God , that was some woman. She has shoulder length blonde hair , ocean blue eyes and a figure to die for.

Dean flashed her his best flirting smile and said "Thank you but this is my nephew. DJ say hi to this nice lady." DJ said hi in his shy small voice and gave a little wave. At this the woman in front of them was practically cooing. "Oh god this kid is some serious chick magnet even better than dogs." He thought to himself and after flirting some more with the woman they exchanged numbers and moved their separate ways.

"That was some nice ass" Dean said with a low whistle. "What is a nice ass , unca Dean ?" Great , Dean where is your mouth filter. Sam is gonna kill you if he heard this coming out from his son's mouth. Dean looked at the kid and cleared his throat and said , " Um , its , you say it when you like a girl. Now who wants some ice cream." He said changing the subject and hoping like heck the kid would forget it.

DJ was a pretty generous kid. He was a firm believer that if you are eating something your clothes should get some too. This was the only reason Dean could think of when he found the kid's face , shirt and pants covered in chocolate ice-cream even his shoes were not spared or his inner voice very helpfully supplied that the real reason maybe is that he is a three year old kid and you are a moron. You should have covered him with some towel type thingy like Sam used at breakfast or that woman at front table is currently using with his little girl who looked about DJ's age.

He cleaned the kid as best as he could. And they made their way out. He made a mental note that he is feeding the kid the next time they move out or covering him with that thing but only after he had snapped a dozen photos of the kid still covered in chocolate ice-cream. Hey , the kid looked cute so sue him ! One of these pictures was definitely going to be his lockscreen.

It was around 3 when they finally made their way to the apartment. DJ had slept in the car so Dean carefully picked him with one hand and the grocery bags with another. He laid the kid carefully on the couch and covered him with a blanket. He figured the kid's clothes could be changed after he had his nap and started making dinner wanting to finish with it before his brother came.

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