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Chapter Nine: The Gift that You Gave Me
Sam was in the baby's nursery putting the finishing touches to the room when there was a knock on the door. He put down the small lamp and went to the door as fast as his nine month belly would let him. He opened the door and it was Mike.
"Hey." Sam said as he let Mike in.
"Hey babe how ya'?" Mike gave Sam a kiss on the lips.
Sam smiled, "We're fine. I was just putting together the baby lamp I bought yesterday." He rubbed his belly as the baby kicked. "I swear I'm gonna sign him up for soccer."
"He's kicking up a storm again?" Mike laughed.
"It's not funny. Ugh, I haven't had a full night's sleep for a while now because of the kicking." He walked back into the nursery with Mike following behind him.
Mike smiled as he watched Sam from the door. He remembered the surprise he had for Sam in the truck that he had borrowed from Henry. He walked up to Sam and wrapped his arms around his waist as best he could. Sam tensed, but he didn't notice.
Mike whispered, "I've got a little surprise for ya."
Sam broke out of the embrace and looked at him excitedly, "What is it?"
"You have to wait and see." He grinned evilly.
"Hey! You can't just mention that you have a surprise for me and then tell me I have to wait." Sam crossed his arms and pouted. Mike thought he looked so cute.
"Well if you could go to your room, close the door, and stay there til' I come and get ya', then maybe I can go get it." He smiled.
"'Kay." Sam waddled past him quickly.
Mike heard him close the door and laughed. He went to the truck and with some struggle he got out Sam's surprise and brought it into the nursery. It took him ten minutes, but he did it and placed it in an open area by the crib. He wiped off the sweat that had formed on his forehead then went to get Sam.
Sam was sitting on his bed wondering what was taking so long. He just sighed and kept waiting til' Mike finally opened the door.
"About time. What took you so long?" Sam really wanted to see his surprise.
"Hey be nice or I won't give it to ya'." Mike chuckled.
"Fine." Sam pouted.
Mike laughed, "Okay pouty c'mon, but ya' gotta close your eyes and open them when I tell ya' to." He waited for Sam to do what he said, then got behind him and gently guided him back to the nursery.
He guided Sam to stand right in front of his surprise. He could tell Sam was dying to open his eyes and felt pity for him.
"Okay babe you can open your eyes now." Mike bit his lip waiting for Sam's reaction.
Sam was shocked, he couldn't believe Mike had gotten him that, "Oh my God it's beautiful." He whispered.
"Do you like it? I mean I saw you eyein' it at the store and…" Sam cut Mike off with a deep kiss.
"I love it, thanks Mike. This is so not a small surprise." He smiled as he looked at Mike.
"I know, but you're going to need that rocking chair after Baby there is born." He smiled.
"It matches the rest of the furniture perfectly…You really didn't have to get this for me Mike, I know it was expensive." All the furniture was a light finished hardwood.
Don't worry about the price Sam. I wanted to get this for ya'." Mike reassured.
"Yea', but you gave me a lot of things at the baby shower…You've given me so much." Sam looked down. "How can I ever repay you?"
"Sam you don't have to repay me. I did all of that and I got you this because I wanted to…because I…because I love you." This was the first time he had ever said that to Sam.
Sam was speechless, he never expected Mike to tell him that, but he knew he couldn't say it back. He wasn't in love with Mike, "Mike I…" He didn't let him finish.
"You don't have to say it back Sam, I know ya' don't feel the same…I just couldn't control myself." He grabbed Sam's hands.
"I'm so sorry Mike." Sam looked down at their joined hands.
Mike placed a hand under Sam's chin and lifted his head, "Don't be sorry Sam. We're just dating, we're taking things slow remember? Like I said, I got carried away. I'm not mad at you, I could never be…Do you want me to leave?" He looked into his teary green eyes.
"No! No, I don't want you to leave…Can…can you just please lay with me? I don't wanna be alone right now." Sam's hormones were all over the place and on top of that he had been feeling off for the past two days.
"C'mon babe." Mike led him to his room.
Mike closed the blinds to make the room darker. He then helped Sam take off his shoes and then took off his own. Sam had already layed down on his side. Mike spooned up right behind him, he pulled Sam towards him.
"Thanks for being patient with me." Sam whispered.
"No problem Sam. Now get some sleep, you really need it. I'll be right here when ya' wake up." He gave him a kiss on the back of the head.
"'Kay." Sam was already falling asleep. Mike watched him til' he fell asleep as well.
Sam and Mike had been dating for the past four months. They were taking things slow under Sam's request, Mike never complained. Sam had told Mike that he was in love with someone else, but that he wanted to give them a shot and try to move on. So far everything had been going smoothly. He had fun whenever he went out with Mike. Sometimes when Ash was visiting he and Stacey would join them for a double date. Everyone was happy for them especially Stacey and Elias.
Stacey and Ash were still happily together. In the month before, Stacey had finally opened up to Ash and had told him everything that had happened to her, even about the baby. He listened to her and promised her that he loved her too much to do that to her and she gave him the chance to prove it to her, that she wouldn't regret it. She had kissed him and said I love you too. So far she didn't regret anything and hoped that it would stay that way. Also nobody at the Roadhouse suspected anything, even though Ash was taking more frequent trips. Ellen was actually happy that Ash was doing something productive other than just sleeping on the pool table and drinking beer all the time.
Sam and Bobby stayed in contact. Every week they would talk to see how they were doing. One day Sam finally told him where he lived, which made Bobby extremely happy. When he would hang up with Sam, he would call Dean and update him. The only information he would leave out was Sam's location and anything concerning the pregnancy. Bobby was dying for his grandson to be born. In the four months, Sam had visited Bobby twice. Both times he brought pictures of the baby, which always made Bobby teary eyed and that was so unlike him. He would make excuses, saying it was dust and Sam would laugh at him.
Four months had quickly passed. Sam was on vacation from work. Adam gave him the last month of his pregnancy off, but Sam would still go to the diner to visit everyone and spend some time with his friends and Mike.
A week earlier everyone had surprised Sam by throwing him a surprise baby shower. Mike had stalled all day by taking Sam to places that he knew would take a long time. Sam had been grateful for everything that they had done for him and his son and also for all the gifts that they had gotten them. Now he basically had everything that his baby needed. The nursery was finished, he had picked Winnie the Pooh as the theme for the room and baby blue and light green as the color of the walls. He loved the way the whole thing had turned out.
Now it was a day after Mike had given Sam his surprise. Again he was feeling off, but he didn't know why. He even looked through the baby book to see if he could find anything, but with no such luck. For the rest of the day he just stayed in bed and watched movies. Mike and Stacey had called to see if he was okay and he reassured them that he was fine and that he was resting. They left him alone, but promised to call and check up on him later. After he finished talking to them, he decided to take a nap since the baby was giving him a break from the kicks and jumping on his bladder.
Later that night after Sam had finished talking to Mike, he went to the kitchen for a snack. Stacey had passed by earlier, she had suggested that he stay with her since it was close for the baby to come, but Sam said he was alright and she let the subject go. He finished his snack and started to clean around the kitchen. He had already cleaned the rest of the apartment, the book had said that he was nesting.
Sam went to his room when he was finished. He stood at the doorway, the weird feeling was back again. He didn't know what made him do it, but he went to the bathroom and checked himself down below. He gasped as he felt the extra hole in between his balls and asshole. He was shaking as he fixed his pants. The baby was coming soon! He looked at his stomach, for a belly of nine months it didn't get huge. The doctor had told him that the baby was just small.
He was nervous, but he knew he needed to calm down and get things ready, like his and the baby's suitcase. He took a couple of deep breaths then went to his closet and got a duffel bag. He put a pair of comfortable pajamas, boxer briefs, and a comfortable outfit to come home in. Then he went to the nursery and packed an outfit for the baby to come home in and some diapers.
After he prepared their duffel bag he went back to the nursery and sat on the rocking chair. He wished he had someone to massage his swollen feet and his back, he had major aches in both areas. Just then the baby started to kick.
"Hey Peanut, you're awake. I'm gonna be able to hold you in my arms soon, but you already knew that." Sam chuckled. "I can't wait to show you your room, it's all Winnie the Pooh, I hope you like it." He smiled as the baby kicked. "I'm dying to see you Peanut. I wanna see who you're gonna look like more. I hope you look like your other Daddy even though everyone wants you to look like me. Though as long as you're healthy, then I'll be fine with anything…I don't know what I'd do if I lost you too. I love you so much already and I haven't even seen you. So you better come out without any complications and please, please don't cause me too much pain. Please." The baby kicked again which caused Sam to laugh, knowing that part was so not gonna happen.
Sam stayed on the rocking chair rubbing his belly until the baby decided to jump on his bladder. After going to the bathroom to relieve himself, he decided to get some shut-eye before he went into labor. He didn't fully fall asleep, he was still a trained hunter and was always on alert.
Around four in the morning Sam woke up with the baby bouncing on his bladder again. He sighed and went to the bathroom for the third time that night. After washing his hands and waddling back into his room Sam felt restless, he couldn't fall back asleep. Frustrated he got up again, but not without some struggle.
When Sam was fully standing he didn't even take two steps when he felt something wet run down his legs. He looked down and saw the puddle of water at his feet.
"Oh shit my water broke!" Sam definitely knew that the baby was coming very soon.
He had a chance to change his boxers and sweatpants before he got his first contraction. He held on to the wall and his stomach while he took deep breaths and waited for it to pass. After it was done he got his cell phone and called Doctor Ashley before another contraction could come.
"Hello Sam?" Ashley answered sleepily.
"Ashley I'm in labor! My water broke and I just had a contraction." Sam sounded scared. He didn't expect the contractions to start so soon and to feel like that.
"Oh my God! Okay just call Stacey and head to the hospital. I'm going to head over there now and get your room ready." Ashley started to get dressed quickly.
"Okay." Sam hung up then dialed Stacey's number while he got his duffel from the closet.
"Hello Stace, I'm in labor and your Sister told me to call you." Sam didn't let her even say hello before he spoke.
"Oh shit! Okay. I'll be right there to help you." Stacey put on a sweat-suit and her shoes.
Just as Sam hung up he had another contraction. This time it brought him to his knees. This one was stronger than the first and only ten minutes had passed between the two.
"Fuck, this hurts!" Sam used his bed as leverage to stand up.
He slipped on some flip-flops, got his duffel bag, and waited for Stacey at the door. Sam felt like he should call Mike, but then decided to call him when he was at the hospital.
One minute later Stacey was at the door taking Sam's duffel and at the same time helping him to the car. Once Sam was in the car he had another contraction. Stacey kneeled right next to him and talked him through it.
"It's okay Sam, just breathe through it. C'mon in and out." She said gently.
"I'm…trying, but…this hurts." He grunted. He rubbed his stomach, "C'mon Peanut take it easy on Daddy." Stacey chuckled.
She got in the drivers seat and quickly, but safely drove to the hospital. On the way there Sam had a contraction. They were getting painful, Sam was near tears. He thought they were coming too fast than from what the baby book had said. He wished Dean was there with him right now.
By the time Stacey and Sam arrived, Ashley had two nurses with a wheelchair waiting outside for them. The male nurse helped Sam out of the car. He was already pale and panting. As he was being wheeled in Stacey stayed by his side. She even tried to joke with him, to keep his mind off the pain.
"I bet ya' wanna kick that Dean guy's ass and castrate him don't ya'?" She gave a small laugh.
Sam looked at her, but didn't laugh, "I didn't know the pain was gonna be this bad." He changed the subject.
"You're going through pain now, but in the end you'll have your baby." Stacey smiled.
"I know, but…OW!" Another contraction hit him.
Sam was taken to his room where Ashley was waiting for him. As soon as she saw him she offered him an epidural. Sam declined, he didn't want any drugs or anything that could hurt the baby.
"Are you sure Sam? It takes the pain away and I don't want to see you suffering when you can be pain free. You can do it now before it's too late and I can't do it." Ashley tried again.
"I'm sure. I don't want to risk anything." Sam replied as he was helped out of his clothes and into the hospital gown.
"Okay Sam. Now just lay back and I'm gonna check how much you've dilated. You might feel a little discomfort." She moved the sheet to the side and the bottom of his gown up. "So when did you find the opening?"
"I'm not sure. I found it a couple of hours ago, like around eight. It probably appeared earlier. I had been feeling weird for the past two days and my back has really been hurting too." He grunted when Ashley started checking him.
"Well it most likely appeared the day before yesterday and you've actually been in early labor. You should've called me when your back started to hurt and to tell me that the opening had appeared…Okay you've dilated one centimeter. You've got a long wait ahead of ya'." She fixed his gown and blanket. "I'll be back to check on ya' later. I'm gonna let Stacey come in and keep ya' company."
"Thanks." Sam said before she walked out of the room.
"No problem. Let me know if you need anything."
"'Kay." Sam layed back and looked out the dark window.
While he waited for Stacey he had another contraction. He really wanted his brother, only he could help soothe the pain. He didn't want anybody to be in the room with him while he gave birth. He wished his brother had known about the pregnancy, but he wouldn't change what he did. The only day he regretted, was the day he let Dean say that they were gonna stay at the Roadhouse. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice Stacey walk in the room.
"Hey Sam, how are ya' feelin'?" Stacey got a chair and placed it next to Sam's bed then sat down.
"I'm fi…" Sam was really hating the contractions and they weren't even that close together yet.
"You're okay, you're okay Sam. Breathe, c'mon just do like they taught you in the class." Stacey helped him through it.
"Wow. I was gonna say I'm fine." Sam lied. He just wanted to be alone.
"Oh okay. I know you're not getting the epidural which I think you're nuts, but that's your choice. Anyways do you want me to call Mike and Ash now or later? They should be here for this and your friend Bobby too."
"Yea'. Call Mike and Ash. I'll have Ash call Bobby a little bit later." He went back to looking out the window and waiting for the next contraction.
"Okay Sam I'll be right back. I'm just going outside." She noticed something was off. She was confident that Mike could cheer him up when he got there, so she called him first.
Mike practically flew to the hospital after Stacey had called him and let him know that Sam was in labor. Just like everyone else, he was dying to meet the little guy. He wasn't the baby's father, but he was gonna stay in the room with Sam and help him through the process. Stacey had him a bit worried when she said that Sam looked upset about something. He was determined to find out what it was and cheer Sam up, after all he was having a baby and that's supposed to be a happy moment.
Ash had told Stacey that he was going to try to borrow Ellen's car to head over to Regent since bus stations were still closed and he didn't want to wait. He felt bad for waking Ellen so early, but he wasn't going to break his promise to Sam. He said he was going to be there for his nephew's birth and that's what he was going to do no matter what. At first she had looked at him irritated and suspiciously, but when he said it was an emergency and that his friends needed him she gave him the keys and told him to be careful. He thanked her and rushed to his room to pack some clothes then left. Ellen had gone back to sleep, Dean and Jo never noticed that Ash had left.
Sam's contractions were getting stronger and they were closer together, but he still had a couple of centimeters to go before he was allowed to start pushing. Mike was at Sam's side as soon as he arrived. Stacey gave Mike a look which he understood while she walked out of the room promising to return later. Now it was Mike's turn to help Sam through his contractions. After the recent one was over he noticed what Stacey had said and decided to talk to Sam about it while he had a break.
"Hey babe what's wrong? You look upset about something. Are you worried about the baby?" Mike took one of Sam's hands and held it with both of his.
"I'm fine and no I'm not worried about the baby. I trust Ashley, so I know Peanut will be just fine." He brushed his sweaty hair back with his free hand.
"Then what's with the sad look? You're supposed to be happy even though you're in pain at the moment, your baby will be here soon and I don't want him to see you like that." Mike insisted.
"I don't have a sad look. I'm just in a lot of pain and that's why I look like this." He lied. "Trust me I am happy that I finally will see my baby." This he was honest about.
"I understand Sam. I'm here now and I'm not leavin' ya' alone. You just squeeze my hand whenever ya' need to, don't worry I won't break." He smiled.
Sam gave a weak smile and looked away. He was trying to figure out a way to tell Mike nicely that he didn't want him in the room while he was giving birth. He knew Mike was trying to be a good boyfriend and that he was in love with him, but he just couldn't have him of all people there with him. It didn't feel right to him.
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A couple of hours later Sam couldn't hold in his moans of pain. He had tears running down his cheeks and sweat rolling down his forehead. Stacey and Mike helped him through the contractions and would wipe away the sweat and tears. The contractions were at full strength now and they were practically a minute or two apart. He would barely get over one when another one was starting. Sam wanted the baby out and he wanted him out now.
Ashley had just walked in to check Sam once again and told Mike and Stacey to wait outside.
"Okay Sam you've got two more centimeters to go and you can finally start pushing. I know you're in pain and that you're tired, but it will be over soon." She rubbed his left arm when she finished checking him and helped him get through a contraction.
"I can't…wait for the pain…to be over. I want him out now." Sam was out of breath and panting.
"I know sweetie, I know. You just keep breathing through them like I taught ya'…Is Mike or Stacey gonna be in the room with you while you're giving birth?" Ashley asked.
"Umm can…I don't want anyone with me, but you and the nurses that have to be here…I know I'm sounding mean, but I…"
"I understand Sam and I'll let them know. I wish you would have someone with you, but it's your choice. If you're more comfortable like this then I will not allow anyone entry." She smiled.
"Thanks Ashley." Sam gave an almost smile before another contraction wracked through his body.
After Sam's contraction was over she walked out of the room and looked for Stacey and Mike. She found them in the waiting room with Ash. After she gave him a hug she decided to tell them Sam's decision.
"You guys can go see and stay with Sam now, but as soon as it's time for him to push, you'll have to leave the room…" Ashley didn't get to finish talking before Mike cut her off.
"Why? I want to be in there with him. I have to be, he's my boyfriend. He needs someone there for him, he can't be alone." Stacey and Ash agreed.
"Look this isn't my decision, it's Sam's. He wants to be alone and even though I don't want him to, but leave him be. I don't want him stressed." She finished and walked away.
All three of them stood in the middle of the waiting room speechless. Mike couldn't understand why Sam wouldn't want him in the room. Sam hadn't said anything about that earlier when they talked. Ash had a small idea of why Sam wanted to be alone, but he would have to talk to him about it later. Stacey was going to try to change Sam's mind and have at least Mike stay in the room. All of them walked back to Sam's room.
Having just gotten over another painful contraction Sam was able to say hi to Ash when he walked into the room. Ash gave him a hug and then sat down next to him while Mike and Stacey sat at the foot of the bed, Mike rubbing one of Sam's legs. There was an awkward silence for a while, everyone deep in their thoughts and all of them waiting for another contraction. Mike stood next to Sam and gave him kisses on the forehead while he moaned loudly in pain.
After Sam got over it Mike couldn't hold in his thoughts anymore, "Sam why don't you want us to be in the room with you? I don't want you to be in here alone."
"I…don't know how…to explain it. Please don't make me…Please." Fresh tears formed in Sam's eyes.
"But Sam let at least Mike stay with you. We'll all feel comfortable knowing you're not alone in here." Stacey tried convincing Sam.
Sam was fed up with everyone bugging him about the issue, he was in too much pain for it, "Get out!...OW!...Oh God! I hate this pain…Please just get out…I need to be alone."
Everyone was stunned at Sam's reaction, but listened to him either way. Mike and Stacey were a little hurt, but walked out. Ash stayed by Sam's side, he wanted to talk to him before he left to wait with everyone else.
"I know you want me to leave, but I just wanted to say that I understand why you're doing this. Don't worry I'll explain it to them a little, they don't need to know the whole thing…Before I go, do you want me to call Bobby now?" He held one of Sam's hands.
"Thanks Ash. Yeah…call him so he can…start heading over here now." Sam gave a weak smile.
"Okay Sam, I'll be out there so just holler if you need anything." He hugged Sam then walked out.
Ash found Stacey and Mike deep in conversation, he cleared his throat and both of them looked at him.
"Okay I figured out why Sam is doing this and…" He held up his hand when Mike opened his mouth. "We have to let him be. Sam is still not over with what happened with the baby's Father and even though we don't want him to be alone, we're gonna have to let him. He's upset and us being in there with him is making him worse so we're gonna sit out here and wait it out just like Sam said…Mike I know that he's your boyfriend and that you care a lot about him, but calm down and don't worry Sam's strong and he'll be fine, I should know. That boy and his Brother have been through hell all their lives." Ash sat down next to Stacey.
"We understand baby, it's just that we thought he was getting over him, but apparently the process is actually goin' slower." Stacey spoke up and Mike nodded in agreement.
"I know it's tough for Sam, but I'm determined to help him through it all. I'm in love with him, I can't stand seeing him upset." Mike looked down.
"He'll cheer up once he sees his baby you'll see." Ash assured. "I'll be back I have to call Bobby." Ash gave Stacey a kiss on the check and walked away.
Bobby woke up with a start when he heard his phone ring, he just knew that it had to be about Sam. After Ash told him the news Bobby let him know that he would be on his way. Then they hung up. Bobby was excited, he was going to be a grandfather very soon.
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Thirty minutes later Mike was standing outside Sam's door, he wanted to go in and check up on him. He could also hear Sam crying, which he wanted his boyfriend to be free of pain. He turned the knob slowly and didn't make a sound as he opened the door. He saw that Sam was turned on his side facing away from the door, he could also hear him whispering. He stayed still where he was standing and listened.
Sam rubbed his stomach, as if that would ease the pain he was feeling, "Dean I need you so much…I can't do this…without you, but…I'm gonna have to…I love you, I wish you…were here to help me…bring our son into this world…OW!...I wish you were…here comforting me…Oh God!...like when we were kids. You're my…everything…" Sam couldn't speak any longer, he was overwhelmed by pain and emotions.
Mike had tears in his eyes. Sam could never love him, he loved the baby's father too much. He stepped out of the room and closed the door without Sam noticing. He stood in the hallway and wiped his eyes. He knew Sam was trying to get over the other guy and start something with him. That's why they were taking things slow. Though now was not the time to be thinking about that. He walked back to the waiting room and sat with his friends and waited.
After another thirty minutes Sam was screaming in pain, the contractions were coming one after the other. Ashley had come in to check on him and said that it was finally time to push. There were two other nurses that were going to assist the doctor and Sam. Everyone in the waiting room was pacing. This night had turned out to be the longest and still the baby wasn't out yet.
Sam was pushing with everything he had, but he was starting to feel weak. One nurse would wipe the sweat off his forehead while the other handed the doctor anything she needed.
"C'mon Sam push, you can do it." Ashley urged Sam on.
"I…I can't. I'm…too tired…" Sam panted.
"You gotta push Sam, You don't need that much. I can see the baby's head, but you hafta keep pushing." Sam listened to her and pushed.
He fell back on the bed and screamed in pain, "I can't take this…it hurts too much. I want Dean!...I want him here with me."
Ashley felt bad for Sam, she kept urging him on, "I know Sam, I know. Push sweetie, push. The baby is starting to crown that's why it's hurting so much more." She said sympathetically.
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At the Roadhouse, Dean was restless. He kept tossing and turning until he woke up out of breath, Sam's name coming from his lips.
"Something's wrong. I can feel it." Dean got up, leaving Jo in her peaceful sleep. He walked into what was Sam's room. "What the hell is goin' on? I can feel Sammy is in pain, but it doesn't feel like he's in danger. I wish I knew where he was and make the pain go away. I could always make Sammy's pain go away…C'mon baby Brother call me, I know you need me." Dean sighed as he layed down on one of the beds. He just stared at the ceiling, he couldn't fall back asleep.
Back at the hospital Sam was still screaming and pushing, the baby's head was out.
"C'mon Sam you just need one more big push." Ashley was supporting the baby's head.
Sam gave the biggest push of all and felt the screaming baby leave his body. He fell back against the pillows giving a sigh of relief. Ashley cut the umbilical cord and gave the baby to a nurse for her to clean, weigh, and measure. Ashley checked Sam then the other nurse helped clean him up a bit then covered his legs with a blanket. Once the baby was clean and wrapped the nurse handed him to a tired, but smiling Sam.
"Congratulations Sam, he's a healthy baby boy, weighing at six pounds and seven ounces and nineteen inches long." Ashley smiled and had some tears running down her cheeks.
"He's so beautiful." Sam whispered as he looked at his baby. He caressed the baby's cheek with a finger. "God he's so tiny, I'm afraid I'll break him."
"No you won't, you'll do fine. So what are you gonna name this little angel?" Ashley asked.
"Tristan. Tristan Johnathan Winchester." Sam replied without hesitation.
"It suits him. Is there any special meaning to it?" She ran her fingers over Tristan's little covered legs.
"My Father's name was John, he…he died and I really wanted his name to be somewhere in there." Sam kissed Tristan's forehead. His little boy was looking at him with eyes as green as his and his brother's.
"Well I better go tell the others before they have a heart attack, but I'll tell them to wait a bit so you can have some bonding time with your son." She walked out of the room.
Once Sam and Tristan were alone, Sam looked down at his baby boy. He could finally look at him and take it all in. Just as he secretly wanted, Tristan looked exactly like Dean. He had Dean's blonde hair, shape of his face, pouty lips, though he had their mother's nose. He didn't think he could love the being in his arms more than he did til' now that he had him in his arms.
"Hi Tristan, I'm your Daddy Sam. I love you so so much Peanut. You're here baby boy, you're finally here. I'm finally able to hold you the way I've wanted to for so long." Sam looked at his newborn lovingly.
There was a knock on the door after five minutes, Mike opened the door and walked in with Ash and Stacey behind him. All three had huge smiles on their faces.
"Oh my God he's so adorable!" Stacey practically squealed. "Oh Sam can I hold him please?" The guys laughed at her enthusiasm.
"Okay just be careful." He gently handed Tristan over to Stacey.
"I will…Gosh he's so tiny…Hi baby I'm your Auntie Stacey." She cooed at the baby.
Mike went over to Sam and gave him a chaste kiss while Ash gave him a hug. All three of them watched Stacey with Tristan.
"How are ya' feelin' babe? Damn you lasted til' almost nine in the mornin'." Mike sat down next to Sam on the bed.
"I'm feeling sore, but good and thank God for no more contractions." He leaned against Mike, sleep was catching up to him. Mike wrapped an arm around his shoulder, content that he could at least hold Sam for now.
Stacey handed Tristan to Ash, he was extremely nervous. After Stacey assured him that he was doing okay Ash calmed down and admired the baby in his arms.
"So what did you name him?" Ash asked as he looked at Tristan's facial features, he noticed that he looked like Dean.
"Tristan Johnathan Winchester." Sam replied.
"John made it in there. He would've been so happy." Ash smiled, he looked up at Sam.
"I wanted him in there somewhere. He is Peanut's Grandpa after all…Speaking of Grandpa's, did you call Bobby?" Sam held out his arms and Ash handed him the baby.
"Yea' he's on his way. I'm not gonna tell him that his Grandson is born 'cause I don't want him speedin' even more than he is now. He'll be here soon though."
They watched Sam with the baby in peaceful silence til' Tristan started to cry. Stacey said she would get her sister and that she had to make a lot of phone calls, with that she excused herself from the room. Sam held the baby against his chest and tried to soothe him. Tristan kept crying, but not as loud as before. He snuggled into the warmth of his father.
A nurse walked in with a small bottle, she smiled, "It's time for his first feeding, here ya' go." She handed Sam the bottle.
Sam placed the bottle at his son's lips and watched as his tiny mouth formed into an "o" and drank. Sam was near tears at just watching his son drink his milk. Mike said that he had to go call the guys, he walked out of the room. Ash sat on the chair next to Sam's bed and watched Tristan drink.
"He looks like Dean." Ash said quietly.
"I know and I'm glad he does. That was something that I wanted. He has mom's nose though." He looked at Ash.
"Wait til' Bobby sees him, he's gonna flip." Ash chuckled.
Sam and Tristan got visited by all of his friends from the diner and even Mrs. Andrews. Everyone cooed at the baby and congratulated Sam. They talked for a while and decided to let Sam rest when they saw he was almost falling asleep. Mike stayed with Sam for a while longer til' Bobby arrived, he needed some time alone and think things through. Ash was waiting for him at the hospital while Stacey went home to get some rest, she had to go to work later that day. The nurses had taken Tristan and put him in the nursery to sleep with the other babies that were there.
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Dean didn't understand what was going on, first he could sense his little brother's distress and pain then after a couple of hours he felt calmness. He wondered what had happened. He hadn't slept for the rest of that night, but sleep was catching up with him now. He planned on calling Bobby after he took a needed nap.
Bobby watched Sam sleep, he wanted to meet his grandson, but he didn't want to wake up Sam. Ash had told him about the long and exhausting hours that Sam had, had. He sat on the uncomfortable chair and waited for Sam to wake up. He decided to take a nap there as well.
After a couple of hours Sam opened his eyes, he smiled as he saw Bobby sleeping on the chair. He hoped that his son was awake so he could introduce him to his Grandpa Bob. After a couple of minutes Bobby began to stir. As he opened his eyes he saw Sam staring at him.
"Hey there boy, how are ya'?" Bobby stood up and gave Sam a hug.
"Sore, but happy. My baby is healthy and you're here." Sam smiled.
"When can I meet him? I'm dyin' to see him." Bobby was excited.
"I'll call the nurse and tell her to bring him." Sam pressed the nurse button. He asked if she could bring his baby and smiled when she said she would bring him right over. "Wait til' you see him Bobby." Sam pratically gushed.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door and then the nurse was walking in with a wide awake Tristan in her arms. Sam smiled as she handed the baby to him. Bobby was speechless at seeing his grandson for the first time.
"Grandpa Bobby meet Tristan Johnathan Winchester your Grandson." Sam held him out for Bobby.
Bobby held Tristan gently in his arms, "Hey there Tristan. I'm your Grandpa baby…He's beautiful Sam, you did good. He looks like Dean, right down to the hair color. You got your wish." Bobby had tears in his eyes, he was a grandfather. He looked back down at Tristan who was staring back at him, "I love ya' little guy. You're gonna be so spoiled by me." He looked up at Sam, "Thank you so much for this Sam. You've made me the happiest Grandpa in the world…"
"We love you too Bobby." Sam layed back against the pillows and watched Bobby with his son.
After a while Ash joined them in the room. All three men took turns in holding the baby boy. Ash and Sam were left alone when Bobby's phone rang all of a sudden. He went outside to take the call when he saw who it was.
"Hey Dean what's goin' on?" Bobby wondered why Dean would be calling him.
"Uh Bobby could you call and check up on Sam please?" Dean got right to the point.
Bobby gulped, "What's wrong Dean?"
"Umm…ever since last night, I've been having a feeling like…like if something was wrong with Sammy. Then this morning that feeling went away…Can you please just…just call him. I need to make sure he's okay." Dean pleaded.
"Okay Dean." Bobby lied. "I'll call you back." They hung up.
Bobby waited ten minutes to call Dean back, he felt bad for the guy. His brother had just given birth to his son and he didn't even have a clue. He sensed his brother's labor pains, but he didn't know that's what was going on. Bobby was amazed at their closeness, the way one could sense the emotions of the other.
"Hello?" Dean answered on the first ring.
"Okay Dean I talked to your brother and he's fine. He just hurt his arm a little when he was helping a friend move. They started joking around and didn't pay attention and he fell, putting too much pressure on the arm which caused him to hurt it, but he's fine now. The medicine has him a little drowsy though." Bobby made the lie up as he went.
"Thank you so much Bobby. It sucks that he's hurt and I wish he wasn't, but I'm glad it's nothing life threatening." Dean sighed in relief. After talking a little bit more with Bobby, both men hung up.
Bobby hated lying to Dean, but he couldn't tell the truth. Especially with such a delicate subject. No, this was something that whenever Sam wanted to, he and Dean were going to have to sit down and talk a lot of things through. Starting with the fact that they had a beautiful son together.
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Sam sent Bobby and Ash home assuring him that he was going to be fine and they needed some rest. He could tell they were worn out from driving through the night and early morning. He had fed Tristan one more time before both of them took a nap. The nurses brought Tristan one of the plastic basinets and placed it by Sam's bed so father and son could be together.
Later that day Mike had come to visit, he came alone. Sam was awake watching Tristan sleep in his basinet when Mike walked in.
"Hey." Sam whispered.
"Hey yourself." Mike whispered back. He looked at Tristan and smiled. "Looks like an angel."
"He sure does. C'mere and lay next to me." Sam moved over on the bed. Mike did as he was told even though he felt some sadness.
They layed in comfortable silence just watching Tristan til' Mike couldn't hold it anymore, "Sam…I…" He didn't even know how to say what he was feeling.
"What is it?" Sam looked at him with concern.
"Uh nothin'…It's not important." Mike lied. 'I can't do this, not now. I'll just wait it out and see where it takes us in a couple of weeks.' Mike thought.
"Okay if you're sure." Sam replied hesitantly.
By eight at night Stacey came accompanied by Ash to visit Sam and Tristan, plus Sam had wanted to talk to them. They wondered what was going on.
"Okay Sam we're here, what is it that ya' wanna tell us?" Stacey asked as she kissed his cheek.
"Well I wanted to know if…if the two of you wanted to be Tristan's Godparents?" Sam shyly asked.
"We'd love to!" Both of them replied in unison.
"We're gonna be Godparents to the cutest little boy I have ever seen." Stacey had tears in her eyes.
"Thank you for choosin' me Sam, it would be an honor for me." Ash even got choked up.
"You've been there for me Ash and you also Stace. I couldn't think of two better people. You were always my first choice." Sam smiled.
A short while later Ash and Stacey went home. Sam couldn't help, but keep looking over at his precious little boy. He kept thinking about their future and what he was going to teach his son and all the stories he was going to tell him. His life had changed once again, but this time it really was for the better. He smiled as he fell asleep on his side facing his son.
"Good night my baby. I love you." Sam whispered as he fell asleep. The last thing he heard was Tristan giving a big sigh in his sleep.
TBC...