Sam was still rubbing her eyes as she walked into the kitchen with Dean, hiding a yawn behind her hand.
"You can go back to sleep." Dean told her. "I doubt we'll get anything done today."
"No, I'm done sleeping and we are going to get things done today." Sam told him. "We have work to do and we can't ignore it. We need to focus on getting mom back from Lucifer and out of that other world."
Dean sighed but nodded, knowing quite well that there was no changing Sams mind once she was stuck on something. A part of him knew that it was futile to try to get mom back, no doubt Lucifer had already killed her just for being the reason that he was trapped there. But he had no desire to tell that to Sam, he had a feeling she knew, but he didn't want to dash any hopes that she had just yet.
Walking into the kitchen Dean was only slightly surprised when he saw that the kid was already in there, looking around and the counter was a mess of ingredients and a few open cookbooks. He looked up when the two of them walked in and his eyes widened.
"Mom! Dean." he said, glancing between them. "I didn't...I was trying to..."
Sam smiled and walked in the rest of the way, hugging him. "You were trying to make us breakfast?" she asked, looking at the mess.
The kid ducked his head and nodded, looking around as well. "I didn't...I don't know how to cook so I...I found a few cookbooks in the library and I was trying to...it's not going that well so..."
"Its fine, I can't really cook that well, other than basic meals." Sam assured him, hugging him once more. The kid almost immediately pressed into her touch, hands coming up to hug her back. "But we appreciate it."
The kid smiled and relaxed a bit more, eyes slightly closing as he savored the feeling of her hug. "I just wanted to try to help," he said softly.
"I know, thank you." Sam said, leaning in to kiss his cheek, hands coming up to cup his face for a moment, thumbs stroking over his skin. "Dean, can you make something? And if you want to learn kiddo then you can watch him."
The kid nodded and glanced at Dean, turning a bit so that he could watch Dean but not disrupt Sams hands on him. "Can I?" he asked, clearing his throat to try to speak a bit clearly after his voice wavered slightly.
"Yeah, course." Dean said almost immediately as he went to the counter and cleared a space for himself. He closed the books and pushed them to the side and reached for a carton of eggs and a slab of bacon. "Sam you want meat yet or you want a vegetarian thing?"
"Vegetarian." Sam told him. She took the kids hand in hers and squeezed it slightly, smiling at him. "What about you kiddo?"
The kid stared down at their entwined hands in wonder and squeezed back. "I...I'm not sure."
"Its fine, you can have a bit of both to see which one you like." Sam told him. "Even if you don't need to eat that much you should still find out what you like to eat."
"Okay." the kid said softly, turning to look at her once more. He just stared at her for a moment before he smiled, leaning in to press his forehead against hers. Sam smiled and did the same, holding onto him.
"ts okay sweetie." Sam said softly, stroking at his hair. "It's alright, I'm here now, it's going to be alright."
The kid swallowed hard and nodded, taking a deep shuddering breath. He needed one more moment to compose himself and then turned back to Dean to watch what he was doing.
Dean turned his attention back to making breakfast for them. He made a vegetarian omelet for Sam and a bacon cheese filled one for himself. He made enough for the kid to have half of each and then grabbed poured them some coffee. Sam had set the table and the three of them sat down to eat.
"You asked for a name yesterday." Sam said, taking her seat and drinking her coffee. The kid immediately perked up, eyes wide. "So Dean and I decided, and I had decided a while back, about what to name you. I wanted to name you after our dad, John."
The kid nodded rapidly, leaning forward. "Okay, okay, after grandpa." he said eagerly. "So thats my name? John Winchester?"
Sam smiled and nodded, reaching out to take his hand in hers. "It's a bit stern so for now, maybe Johnny?" she suggested. "But yeah, your full name is John Winchester now."
The kid, Johnny, smiled brightly at that, laughing softly in delight. "John Winchester." he whispered, nodding. "Thank you."
"You're welcome sweetie." Sam said, rubbing at his hand. She looked at Dean and raised an eyebrow at him.
Dean cleared his throat, shifting in his seat, and nodded, giving the kid a small smile when he looked at him. "Johnny." he said softly. "Welcome to the family."
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