I want to start off by saying this is not my original story. That belongs to Dr. Serpico. Everything that is done it's because of them. Thank you so much for trusting me with this story, and I hope I don't let you down.
Please comment and Enjoy, especially you Dr. Serpico! I hope I didn't butcher this.
Dean Winchester drummed his 67 Chevy impala nervously while he stopped at the red light just outside his home. His wife Lisa glanced over at him and touched his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" She asked brushing a few strands of his hair. "Why are you so tense?"
"Just feel guilty." He admitted stepping on the gas once the light had turned green. "I know we've been planning this for several months now, but I just feel weird leaving them with dad all the time. He's got enough on his plate dealing with Sam."
"Daddy," Dean glanced at the rear view and smiled at his seven year old daughter's large green eyes. "You promised I could see Grampa and Uncle Sam."
"Don't worry, Sweetheart," Lisa said smiling at Sybil. "You and your brother are going to have so much fun with Grandpa John and Uncle Sam. Right Dean?"
"Yes dear." Dean said and gave her a quick kiss before continuing to drive. I guess I'm getting worked up over nothing then.
~DSCWin~
John let out a sigh of accomplishment as he had just finished cleaning the kitchen. He let out a small chuckle knowing his grandchildren were coming to stay with him and Sam for a week to give Dean and Lisa a few days alone. "Sam!" He called out stepping into the living room to find his son gone. The television was still on to Sam's favorite station but he wasn't anywhere in sight. He rushed to down the hall to check to see if Sam was deciding to play, hide and seek with him but after a twenty minutes of searching and calling for him, he couldn't find his son anywhere.
Fear gripped his heart as he saw the front door still ajar. Sam was never allowed to wounder outside by himself. He was capable to walk just to the mailbox and back but John knew it was Sunday. And there weren't any mail that day. "Sam!" John ran to the door and threw it open only to find his son leaning on the front porch banister staring intently at the empty spot he knew Dean would park his car. "Sam," John sighed walking over to his son. "You need to come inside. Dean's not going to get here any sooner if you wait out here."
"But I want him to come." Sam grumbled his eyes narrowing as if he could magically make Dean's car appear.
"I know you do." John smiled as he phone began to buzz in his pocket and he reached down and pulled it out. "Hey look, Lisa's calling." Sam's head picked up and stared at his dad who smiled and answered the phone. "Hey Lees. How's it going?"
"We're on our way, we'll be there in an hour. Had to stop have breakfast." John could hear his granddaughter's loud laugh in the background as the sound of forks and knifes banged against the plates.
"Well, you better, hurry, Sam's very excited to see you guys. I don't think I can distract him long enough for you to get here." John saw the childish glare his son was giving him and let out a small chuckle. "How long do you think you'll be?"
"Well, about an hour." Lisa said.
"Okay, see you then." John hung up his cellphone and down at his son. "They're going to be an hour, Sammy. Why don't you help me make sandwiches for lunch." Sam hung his head low but followed his dad inside the house and into the kitchen. John had succeeded in distracting his son for about five minutes before Sam ran off again and sat back on the porch. He let out a sigh knowing when Sam had his mind set on something it was a miracle for him to keep him distracted.
~DSCWin~
John eventually convinced his son to head to his room to take a nap when Lisa had called saying it was going to be a few more minutes, after a tire on the Impala had blown and Dean had to fix it. But eventually the impala slid onto the driveway. John was smiling when he heard his granddaughter's high pitched scream of delight her arms above her head as she raced into her grandfather's arms and wrapped them around John's neck.
"Hey there sweetheart!" John said kissing his granddaughter softly on the cheek. Sybil giggled as she usually did when John's bristles brushed against her cheek. He carefully set his granddaughter on the porch, and hugged his grandson Ben then Dean and Lisa.
"Grampa where's uncle Sammy?" Sybil shook her grandfather's arms bank after she noticed Sam's absence. "I brought him something from home!"
"He should be inside taking a nap." John said and Sybil's eyes lit up before vanishing inside the house in search her uncle and playmate.
"So are you sure you'll be able to handle all these kids dad?" Dean asked carrying a princess backpack out of the backseat. John nodded leading them all inside. "We can always take them with us."
"No, you two need to have some alone time. When was the last time did you just have time just the two of you?" Dean looked at Lisa who was giving him a playful glance. "Now don't worry. I now have three sets of eyes to help me watch your brother. So don't you worry. You two go enjoy your vacation. What are you planning on doing anyways?"
Lisa's eyes lit up making Dean's legs wobble beneath him. "Oh, nothing fancy. My parents are letting us use their beach house in Monterrey, California. I think we'll just walk around talking and enjoying each others company." Lisa blinked and Ben let out a groan.
"Get a room you guys, sick." He muttered taking off his headphones. Lisa and Dean both laughed pretending to go for a kiss.
"Eww gross!" Sybil and Sam were both standing in the hall entrance both had the face of disgust on their faces.
"Alright, everyone let's get on with lunch." John said with a chuckle.
~DSCWin~
"Grampa! Can we go to the circus tomorrow?" Sybil asked after her parents had laid down to take a nap after their long and early morning drive to John's house.
"No circus." Sam said his head snapping up from his book he was reading. "There's clowns there and they're scary." John was now tossed in a complicated mess. He knew how much his son hated clowns, but he did see the hurt look in his granddaughter's eyes.
"Don't worry Sam," Ben said with a smile. "Grandpa would protect us, besides you seemed to have gotten used to being around Sybil and she's the closest thing to a clown." Sybil glared at her older brother and leaped on his back pulling at his hair. John struggled to pull his grandchildren apart, but was rewarded with having Sam join in the fight. Being six feet tall Sam was tall and lanky a great thing especially when it came to fighting with his niece and nephew.
"Sam get off of them!" John roared trying to separate the three kids. He now wished he had taken up the offer of letting Dean and Lisa take their kids away or a least Ben. "If you don't it's time out for all of you!" The threat fell on deaf ears as the three continued to fight.
"BENNY! SYBIL! SAM! STOP!" Four people froze and four pairs of eyes fell on Dean who was standing at the hall entrance his eyes dark with furry. John seemed to age backwards as he saw the look on Dean's face.
"But D'n," Sam began to whine standing up and shifting his feet across the carpet. "I was just protecting Sybil from Ben."
"And Ben started it, daddy." Sybil said her eyes filling up with tears.
"Did not." Ben stated glaring at his sister.
"I don't care who started it," Dean said his voice shaky as he tried to remain calm. His last outburst had made his throat start to sting. He was gripping the top of his nose and his eyes were closed. "I'll have none of it. Or once Lisa and I get back you'll both be grounded and won't see Grandpa or Uncle Sam for a month." Sybil and Ben's eyes went wide as their dad looked at them then looked over at Sam who looked as though he was about to faint. "Sammy, didn't dad say no fighting?"
"Yes," the child-like man said his head hung low. "Sorry D'n. Sorry daddy."
"It's okay." John said pulling his youngest son into a hug. "Just don't let it happen again." Dean smiled at his two kids and baby brother before making them all apologize. "Who want's to help me with dinner then?" After a few minutes of hugs and sorrys.
"I do, Grampa!" Sybil screaming jumping up and down and waving her arm in the air. Sam smiled too and raced Sybil the three feet to the kitchen, while Ben plopped back to the couch and pulled up his game-boy and began to play it. Dean stood there his arms across his chest and Ben slowly looked at his step-dad. But after a while Ben rolled his eyes turned off his game and left to go into the kitchen and Dean smiled before heading back to finish his interrupted nap.
~DSCWin~
Dean's threat of grounding his two kids seemed to make dinner run a lot smoother. Even Sam wasn't fussing when John had told him to eat his vegetables. None of them fought as they were tucked into bed, leaving John, Dean and Lisa to stay awake talking about the next few days.
"So you going to be driving?" John asked pulling out three beers from the fridge handing one to his son and daughter-in-law.
"Actually I convinced Dean to fly this time." Lisa said with a smile. Dean's face paled and he nodded wearily.
"Are you ever going to be able to fly without freaking out?" John asked with a chuckle. Dean shrugged. "So you going to be leaving your car with someone or at the airport?"
"We're keeping it at the airport and my parents are going to be dropping off their car for us to take to the beach house." Lisa said as Dean was drinking to calm his nerves down as his upcoming three and a half hour flight. John nodded and smiled taking a sip from his drink. "Dad, are you sure you'll be able to handle our kids as well as Sam?"
John glanced up at Lisa and smiled. "Yeah I'll be fine with them. We just had a bit of a fight this afternoon but I'm sure things are going to be running more smoothly." He looked at his son then added, "By the way I'm impressed of how well you handled that situation back there, Dean."
"Thanks dad." Dean said with a slightly crooked smile. "I learned from the best after all." John smiled down at his son and daughter-in-law. "Well, Lees, I think we should head to bed. Got an early morning drive again."
"Okay. Good night dad." Lisa quickly finished her beer and gave her father-in-law a peck on the cheek before heading down the hallway towards the guest room. John and Dean stayed up a few more minutes finishing their beers and gave each other a hug goodnight before entering their own rooms.
The next morning as John helped get Sam ready for the day Dean struggled with actually leaving the house. "Dad are you sure? This is the most time you've got with them. Are you sure you can keep all three of them under control?"
"Dean," John said as Sam ran to grab his shoes and socks. "Yes, yesterday at lunch they were a handful, but I'm sure everything is going to be just fine."
"Okay." Dean said rubbing the back of his head nervously. "You have our numbers just in case?"
"Dean if you don't get in that car and drive off with your wife I'll tie you up and throw you in the trunk."
"Daddy, don't be mean." Sam said his face scrunched up in child-like anger.
"I'm not mean, Sammy. Go eat your breakfast." Sam rushed into the kitchen and sat at the table. Lisa and Dean looked at each other before smiling. "Now go. I have your numbers if things go wrong. Enjoy your trip you guys. Love you both."
"Love you too, Dad." Lisa said giving John a kiss on the cheek and a tight hug. "Come on Dean. We're going to miss our flight. Or is that what you want?" Dean's eyes widened with fear and shook his head.
"Bye dad. Bye everyone!" Dean yelled before running out the door.
"Bye!" Ben, Sybil and Sam called from the kitchen. John waved goodbye to his son and daughter-in-law as they pulled away.
John let out a sigh knowing it was going to be a long week with his two grandchildren and son but he never thought it would turn into a nightmare.
