A/N: This chapter is really short, but it was something I was dying to write ever since I started this story. I hope you all enjoy it :-)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Supernatural or the song My Baby You by Marc Anthony

Chapter Ten: My Baby You

Tristan was two days old. Doctor Ashley had let them go home the previous day as they were both healthy and Sam was healing nicely. Mike had given them a ride home. Bobby, Ash, Stacey, and Mrs. Andrews were in Sam's apartment anxiously waiting for their arrival.

Sam was still sore, obviously. Mike had to help him to the car while Sam held a sleeping Tristan in his arms.

Mrs. Andrews took Tristan away from Sam when he offered him to her.

"Oh Sam he's so precious. He's going to be a handsome young man when he's older." She rocked him in her arms.

"No doubt about that." Stacey agreed.

"Please don't talk to me about Tristan and growing up in the same sentence. I want him to be a baby forever." Sam was handed Tristan back.

"I remember when your Father would say the same thing about you and your Brother." Bobby smiled.

"Really?" Sam smiled then looked down at his baby boy.

"Yea'. Some nights he would stay awake just to watch you and your Brother sleep. His favorite was when your Brother would climb into your crib and sleep with ya'." He looked at his grandson. "Oh and I have a surprise for my Grandson back home. Don't ask what it is Sam 'cause I ain't tellin' ya' either and don't even try pouting." Everyone chuckled at Sam's pouty face.

"Ha ha very funny…Well I'm going to put Peanut in his crib. He's gonna wake up in an hour for his bottle." He walked away.

Mike followed him while everyone started saying goodbye. Mrs. Andrews left first after receiving a phone call. Bobby went to the kitchen to start making lunch for Mike, Sam, and himself. Ash and Stacey wanted some alone time since Ash was leaving the next day. He didn't want Ellen to get worried or suspicious. So they left after saying bye.

Sam felt arms wrap around his waist after he put Tristan down. He melted into the embrace. They stood there watching the baby for a couple of minutes til' Sam turned in Mike's arms. He looked at his face and noticed something.

"Hey ya' okay? You look sad." Sam asked.

"Yea' I'm okay. I have to go to work soon and I just wanna stay here with you and the baby." He half lied.

"Oh. But you'll see us later or tomorrow. Cheer up, I don't like seeing you sad." He gave Mike a kiss. "C'mon Bobby's making lunch." He smiled.

"Dude how can ya' still have the hunger of a pregnant person if ya' already had the baby." Mike chuckled.

"Shut up. Have you ever had hospital food? It's gross." He was helped to the kitchen by a laughing Mike.

Sam placed the baby monitor on the table then offered to help Bobby, which he declined. When he was done, all of them ate while Bobby told Mike funny stories about Sam and Dean when they were kids. Sam blushed at some parts, embarrassed while Bobby and Mike laughed at him.

Mike left after he finished with his lunch. Sam went to his room to take a nap and Bobby layed on the couch and watched TV. Occasionally he would check on Tristan and Sam until he too fell asleep.

Later that night while Bobby was taking a shower, Sam got Tristan ready for bed. He was rocking back and forth on the rocking chair trying to lull Tristan to sleep. He looked down at his son and smiled. Tristan was staring at him with wide eyes.

"It's bedtime Tristan, close your eyes baby boy and rest." Sam said gently while stroking his cheeks.

While he was rocking, Sam started to hum a song. Without even thinking he just started to sing the song.

"As I look into your eyes, I see all the reasons why my life's worth a thousand skies. You're the simplest love I've known and the purest one I'll own. Know you'll never be alone." Sam ran his fingers through the baby's short hair.

"My baby you are the reason I could fly and 'cause of you I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I feel so alive." He gave one of Tristan's tiny hands a kiss.

"Though these words I sing are true, they still fail to capture you, as mere words can only do. How do I explain that smile and how it turns my world around. Keeping my feet on the ground." Bobby appeared at the doorway and stayed there listening, mesmerized by Sam's singing.

"My baby you are the reason I could fly and 'cause of you I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I feel so alive." Sam and Bobby both had tears in their eyes.

"Oh, I will soothe you if you fall, I'll be right there if you call. You're my greatest love of all." Tristan's eyes were slowly closing.

"You are the reason I could fly and 'cause of you I don't have to wonder why. My baby you, there's no more just getting by. 'Cause you're the reason I feel so alive. Tristan I feel so alive." Sam finished singing and looked down at Tristan who had fallen asleep to his father's singing. "Goodnight my little angel."

Sam gave him a kiss on the forehead then layed him in his crib. He was shocked when he turned to the door and saw Bobby standing there. They walked to the living room quietly.

"That sounded beautiful Sam. I didn't know you could even sing." Bobby praised.

"Thanks. I don't sing around people." Sam blushed.

"You love that baby so much. I can see it in the way you look at him and hold him. You just had him, but already you're being an amazing Father." Bobby smiled.

"And you're being a great Grandpa. I noticed how you got when you first saw him and the way you are when you're alone with him. Also the fact that you're already starting to spoil him." Sam chuckled.

"I love the little guy like if he were my own flesh and blood…Ugh we should go to bed. This is turning into a big chick-flick moment." Bobby stood up and helped Sam in the process.

Sam laughed, "Goodnight Bobby."

"Night." He stopped by Tristan's room. "Goodnight buddy." He whispered.

Both men went to sleep content. Tristan was changing their lives already and he only had just arrived.

TBC...

A/N: So what did you think? I usually read fics where Dean is the one that is usually singing to their baby so I decided to change it up a bit. I really wanted Sam to sing to his son :-)