CHAPTER 6
It was finally weekend , Sam's favourite part of the week. He didn't have to go to work for two days straight. He still needed to search for a new job but that could wait. After his little chick flick moment as Dean would call it of the night before, he wasn't able to sleep much. But he was always an early riser. He made his way out of his room and saw that his brother was still sleeping. It was about 7 in the morning but for Dean it was way too early to wake up and if its a Saturday then its practically a sin to wake Dean up this early unless you want to be at the recieving end of Dean Winchester's wrath.
He saw his son coming out of his room , rubbing sleepy eyes. Like him his son also was an early riser. DJ said nothing just came towards Sam and push his little arms up wanting his daddy to pick him up.
Sam did just that. He gave a kiss on his son's forehead. "Did ya sleep well , kiddo ?". He asked rubbing his son's back.
"Uh huh , daddy." DJ said smiling a small smile just enough for the little dimples on his cheek to make an appearance making him look that much like Sam.
"How about you and me go to the park and let your uncle sleep some more ?". Sam said wanting Dean to get a little more sleep. Surely like him his brother didn't get much sleep last night.
At the mention of the park , DJ squealed delightedly but quickly put his finger on his lips and with the other hand pointed towards a sleeping Dean to Sam.
"Yeah , like I was the one squealing" Sam thought to himself and carried his son to the bathroom to take care of their morning business.
The father son duo enjoyed their time while they were at the park. They played catch and then they did a little jogging. They didn't do much of the latter as it was practically impossible for a little kid to keep up with Sam's long legs. But they were having fun, it was a long time since he had done anything like this with his son. He missed this.
Sam had left a note to his brother stating that he and DJ were going to the park and would be back soon so that his brother wouldn't be worried if he woke up and didn't found them.
On their way back to the apartment , they saw a woman ahead of them dropping some oranges from the basket that she was carrying. Before Sam could take one step forward , his son rushed towards the woman and by the time Sam made his way towards them , he was already picking up oranges from the ground as much as his small hands would allow him and was helping the young lady.
They were indeed a lot of oranges , who needed that many thought Sam. But people do weird things and it wasn't their business to ask. After they all were done picking oranges from the ground , Sam found the lady smiling at him and saying ,"You have got a nice young man there. You must be so proud of him."
"That I am." Sam said ruffling his son's hair affectionately. At this moment Sam was full of parental pride and was beaming at his son showing his own set of dimples.
He nudged his son reminding him to thank the lady. DJ looked up at the lady's face and flashed his full on dimpled smile and said , "Than you , sweet ass." He tried to whistle too like his Unca Dean did when they met the other nice lady while they were grocery shopping but he couldn't. So he said , "I's would whistle too but I's dunno how."
Sam's cheeks turned a bright shade of red in only ten seconds and it was the fastest in Sam's whole twenty five years. He had never once in his life had been this embarrassed as he was at this very moment. "I's would whistle too but I dunno how." Yeah that would have been epic, son. Thank god for small mercies that three and a half year old don't know how to whistle. A rush of parental pride he was feeling just a moment ago changed into full blown parental embarassment. He could blame only one person for this , "Dean".
The said nice lady's face was full of surprise just for a moment and then her whole expression changed to one of disapproval. Before Sam could say anything , she turned on her heels and stepped away shaking her head and muttering something under her breath that sounded close to like "Careless parents saying things without thinking in front of their kids."
Sam looked down at his son who was oblivious to the whole embarrassing ordeal he just put his father through and was now watching the bypassers curiously. "Dean James Winchester." He said in his best serious dad tone. "What did you just say ?"
His son looked at him. His little nose wrinkled in a confused expression.
"I's thank the nice lady , daddy." DJ replied.
"You don't use the words like nice ass." Sam said still in his dad tone. The whole situation would have been quite funny if it had happened to someone else. He would have laughed too but at the moment he was far away from laughing. Okay who was he kidding, the lady's face and the whistle part was really funny but thank god he didn't , that wouldn't have gone well.
"But Unca Dean said that when you's like a girl , you's say that."
Sam at this couldn't blame the kid , in a weird sorta way or in Dean's way he was just appraising the lady. But he was the Daddy here. So instead he said , "Dean is an adult. Even though he shouldn't but he can use those words. You don't say everything that the adults say. Okay ?". He asked looking down at his son , his expression totally serious making sure that DJ knew that he was serious.
"Okay , Daddy." After making sure his son understood , they together made their way to the apartment.
Dean has just woken up. He yawned and stretched and then stretched some more. His eyes fell on a yellow post it note lying on the table in front of the couch. He read it. Its good Sam has left him a note. Even though he left hunting but he still worries and it helps to know where his nephew and his brother were at all the times.
He was just coming out of the bathroom when he heard voices marking the arrival of Sam and DJ. DJ was telling some story to Sam about god knows what but the kid sounded excited and happy and that made Dean smile. Ever since he was here he was smiling a lot more than he had since the day his brother had left him.
But one look at Sam and his smile vanished. Sam was wearing his classic Sammy's bitchface and this one said you are about to get a big big lecture. "Hey , kiddo why don't you go wash your hands and face." Said Sam .
"Okay Daddy." DJ said and ran towards the bathroom.
Sam looked at him and shaked his head making his long girly hair fall in his eyes. If I could just get five minutes with a clipper. Dean thought to himself. And then Dean shaked his own head and then he remembered , hey I have a reason to shake my head at him. Why is he shaking his head at me ?
Wanting to get some answers he looked at his brother and said , "What ?" His vocabulary was still reduced to one syllables , he needed atleast two cups of caffeine to wake himself enough to form coherent sentences.
"Dean , you know what DJ did ? He said to a lady , nice ass and then he said I would whistle too but I don't know how."
At this Dean let out a laugh , a long booming laugh. He laughed for a few minutes but was able to reduce himself to chuckles and giggles ( very manly) at Sam's bitch face which clearly said "Were you dropped on your head when we were kids ?". Hey ! he was an awesome big brother , he can read his little brother like a book and after a long practice he could proudly even classify every single one of Sam's bitchfaces.
"Its not funny Dean , I was mortified. The way that lady looked at me like I am the worst parent. You have to filter your speech around DJ."
When Dean just nodded Sam thought he needed another confirmation from his brother so he asked again and just for good measure used his serious Dad voice that he used at DJ.
"Alright, I will think before I speak. Now don't let your panties in a bunch Samantha."
Before Sam could reply to that , DJ came out showing his hands to Sam just like he showed Dean yesterday. Glad for a distraction from the ongoing lecture , Dean asked the kid.
"Hey , kid didya have a nice time at the park ?"
To this DJ replied , "Hell yeah ."
Dean didn't even have to glance at his brother to know the look on Sam's face. He just took a step forward and scooped the kid in his arms and made his way to the kitchen all the while explaining to the kid , that little kids don't use the words like Hell or Ass and these words don't even exist in their vocabulary. While it was cute as hell , heck Dean , heck , okay while it was cute as heck to listen to the kid saying them in an innocent voice , completely oblivious to the meaning of any of them but in all seriousness he should mind his mouth around the kid. The kid in this age is like a monkey copying everything anybody said around him . And he remembered when Sam used to be like that when they were kids , it was cute in the beginning but it also got annoying real fast.
Okay , he would learn to control his sailor's mouth.
Sam just shook his head and followed his brother and his son. In only one day his son was using words that no three year old should use. Though the situation didn't warrant it but he couldn't help himself when he felt a rush of warmth when he heard that booming laugh of Dean. He smiled a little but quickly covered it. The last thing he needed was to encourage Dean's sailor mouth.
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