Austin Samuel Winchester
I do not own anything you recognize…
Chapter Fifteen
Carly and Dean had gotten Austin ready before grabbing Sam and Jess for the fair.
"Dea- Daddy," Austin called, running up to his father. The younger was still getting used to the name change. "Did you see us?" He pointed up to the top of the Ferris wheel, where he and Carly were only seconds before.
"Yeah," Dean said and swooped his son into his arms. "You were higher than…" He racked his brain for a super hero. "Sailor Moon."
"Who?" Apparently, Sailor Moon was a little bit before his time.
"No one, bud," Dean answered. "Want to win some prizes?"
"Prizes?" Austin's eyes lit up.
"Yeah," Dean answered as she shared a knowing glance with Carly who had just caught up with them.
She knew he was good at winning prizes.
"I think you're lying," Carly told her boyfriend of two months.
They had gone to the carnival where Dean had promptly told her he could win the biggest teddy bear out there. For her.
She figured he was over judging himself like most men tend to do.
"Yeah? Let's bet on it," he tried. He smirked and slid his hands in her coat and around her waist. "If I can win you that teddy bear on the first shot, you owe me a little something tonight."
"Alright," she said and put her hands on his shirt covered chest. "But if you can't, you take me for dinner and a movie tonight without a sleepover."
He smirked. "Deal."
Guess who won?
Dean.
"Come on," Sam groaned playfully. He and Jess had been standing next to them. Sam and his girlfriend were holding hands. Austin had thought that was funny. You only hold hands with girls when the teacher made you cross the street. "Prizes?"
"Uncle Sammy," Dean said with a smirk. "Just because you'd loose if you played me, doesn't mean you shouldn't try. Right, Austin?" Austin looked at his daddy. The youngest hadn't exactly understood. "Don't you think Uncle Sammy should play too?"
Austin nodded. "Yeah!"
Sam laughed. "Austin, I really don't want to hurt you're Dad's feelings by beating him."
Austin laughed. "Daddy! Uncle Sammy's gonna beat you!"
"You wish, little brother," Dean told the Winchester.
"You're on," Sam said, freeing his hand from Jess's.
Dean put Austin on the ground before grabbing his son's hand. "Let's go, Uncle Sammy."
The Winchester men ran ahead to play the games – which came all too easy for a hunter – while Jess and Carly walked behind them. "Who do you think will win," Carly asked.
"I think Sam will let Dean win so he can impress Austin," she responded with a smile.
"I thought Dean would let Sam win to show Austin his uncle's cool." Both women laughed. "They're definitely related."
Jess smiled. "One hundred percent."
Hehehe. Couldn't resist. Dean taught Austin to call Sam Uncle Sammy. Imagine how annoyed Sam is.