CHAPTER 5
As soon as Sam entered his apartment he was hit by the delicious aroma of his brother's cooking. God ! he missed that. Sam was never much of a cook , he was of the types that could even burn water. But he was getting better for his son's sake. He saw DJ coloring in his Spiderman's coloring book while his brother was cooking.
As soon as DJ saw Sam he abandoned his coloring to go and give a big hug to his father and then he told him all about his day with his uncle.
Sam picked up his son and gave him a kiss on his cheek and listened attentively to his son. "Daddy , unca Dean took me to shopping , we buy lottsa lottsa stuff and then we ate lotsa icecream. " DJ was telling him all about his day and he looked so excited. He was practically talking a miles a minute complete with hand gestures and all. Sam wasn't able to have much time with his kid except on weekend and sometimes he was too tired to do anything besides lying down so he was glad that DJ had gone out and enjoyed his day with his uncle.
"Thanks for taking care of DJ , Dean. " He said sincerely to his brother making sure that Dean knew he appreciated it. Dean stopped him by shaking his head and saying "Hey anything for my favourite nephew".
"But he is your only nephew , Dean. It didn't make any sense."
"Hey doesn't matter , to me it did, now shut up and go wash up. I didn't made all this to eat by myself."
"Thanks for the food, Dean. You really didn't have to."
"Yep , I know but I wanted to. Now be useful. Help me set up this table so that we can all eat. I don't know about you but I am starving " Sam helped his brother to set up the table knowing that for Dean praises only serve to make him uncomfortable.
After they all had dinner , Sam took the task of taking care of the dishes while Dean and DJ were lying on the couch. "Unca Dean , will you tuck me tonight ?". DJ asked looking at Dean. " I would love to , kiddo. But ask your Daddy first."
"Okay" DJ said running towards Sam. "Daddy , daddy " he said jumping up and down. He didn't stop his jumping until he had his daddy's full attention. It worked everytime. "Can Unca Dean tuck me tonight ?". Sam looked at Dean asking silently if it is alright and when Dean shrugged he said "Sure" smiling at his son.
"Unca Dean can you read me a story ? DJ asked lying on the bed and looking at Dean with big wide eyes. This kid could pull puppy dog expression upto perfection without even actually trying. All the best Sammy trying saying "no" to this kid.
"Okay , do you have any story books ?" Dean asked looking around. "No , Daddy have read me all. Daddy says he will buy me new soon."
"Okay , how about I tell you a story of prince DJ saving his kingdom from big bad dragon ?". Dean was hit with nostalgia it was just like when Sam and he were kids. They moved a lot when they were kids so they didn't have much story books or toys. They didn't have much money either to buy them it was enough that they were fed.
At night when Dean used to tuck Sam , the kid used to ask for stories and Dean used to make his own to put him to sleep.
"Yay" DJ squealed delightedly. Dean began his story and before the story ended DJ was fast asleep. Dean tucked the blanket tightly around the kid and kissed his forehead and made his way out.
Sam was standing just outside his son's room. When he heard DJ telling Dean that he didn't have any story books and Sam will buy him new soon , Sam's heart clenched. Money was tight and it didn't help that he was about to lose his job at the law firm he worked. The firm was shifting to next town and he cannot travel that far on a daily basis leaving his three year old son. He would soon have to find a new job which would not be an easy task.
But when Dean began his story about prince DJ's quest to save his kingdom from a dragon he couldn't help but smile. When he was little it was always prince Sam , its like nothing has changed. He remembered everything , Dean making sounds , every night telling him a new story which no book in the world could ever beat. Smiling he made his way to the living room.
Dean saw Sam on the couch and made his way to his brother. "The kid's out like a light". He said handing a beer to Sam. Sam just nodded. "Whats bothering ya , Samantha ?". Sam at this threw him a bitchface but it was half heartedly , Sam's mind was certainly elsewhere. Dean could tell something was bothering Sam.
"Something on your mind ?" He asked.
"So you still hunt ?". He asked looking at Dean , he knew the answer to that still he asked. Dean like his father cannot ever quit hunting. God ! he didn't even ask about his father ever since his brother showed. But Dean's answer was one he never expected.
Dean cleared his suddenly dried throat and said , "Nope, left it about two years ago." He looked at Sam whose eyes had gone as wide as saucers and took a long swig of his beer.
Sam couldn't believe this , his brother had left "hunting". He knew he must look like a fish because his mouth was opening and closing but no sound was coming out. It was pretty much the same expression Dean had when he first time saw DJ.
Dean took pity on his brother and said , "The demon is dead. There wasn't much to do after that. Now I am a mechanic and I remodel classic cars too. But even now I haven't met anything as pretty as my baby." He said smiling a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"What about Dad ?" Sam figured it was very much the perfect time to ask this question. Dean left hunting and became a mechanic , what about their dad, he left it too and work with Dean or he is still out there hunting. When Dean said nothing. Sam was confused and a little afraid of his brother's silence.
"Dean" he prodded his brother gently.
"He died Sammy" God ! What the heck kind of beer is this ? No matter that he drank half of it , his throat was still dry. "How ?" Sam asked. If that voice didn't come from his own mouth he couldn't ever identify that it was his own. Dean thought the same if the expression on his face was anything to go by.
"The bastard got him." Dean said looking anywhere but at Sam.
Sam mind flooded with the memories of "The fight". The last thing he said to his father was "Go to hell , dad." He and his dad fought a lot , they couldn't agree on the same thing at a same time but the man was still his father. He didn't even saw him in last five years and now he would never be able to. It hurt more than he could admit , it hurt a lot.
Dean saw his brother's devastated expression and couldn't help but pull the kid close to him and started rubbing his back just like he used to do whenever Sam got sad.
Sam said nothing just lie a little close to his brother. He couldn't help but feel like a little kid but at the moment he didn't care. He needed comfort , he felt like he had lost everyone. His mother died when he was a baby , his wife died and now he just got to know that his father had died too. But Dean is here said his inner voice. He looked at his brother and realised that Dean is here. No matter what life threw at them Dean had always been his anchor , the one person to always keep him grounded. He could work with that. He was sad that he had lost his father but he knew a part of him would have died if he had lost Dean. They hadn't contacted in five years but a selfish part of him was relieved that the demon wasn't able to get his brother. His brother was here. So is that why Dean was here , he lost dad and he wanted to be close to the only family he had that isn't dead. But Dean said he left hunting two years ago so this means the demon must have died two years ago but why didn't Dean come sooner then. But one look at his brother told Sam that his brother was hurting too and Dean feel emotions more than others so it was possible he was hurting more than him. Besides he was closer to Dad than him. Sam would have to wait for the answer to that question.
It doesn't matter why Dean was here , he was glad that his brother was here. He wanted to repair their relationship , it would take sometime but it would be worth it. Besides , he would ask Dean not why he showed up suddenly but why he didn't show up sooner but certainly at some other time when they weren't mourning about the loss of their father.
The brothers lied on the couch for a long time , they watched some TV but it was certain that both of them were lost in their own thoughts. The TV was just providing background noise as the silence in the room got too uncomfortable. After some time Sam went to bed and Dean lied on the couch and eventually he went asleep too.
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