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Chapter 32
Alkaya let out a small sigh as she stared out the window of the room she'd been wheeled into.
She was bone tired at this point but, what was chief in her mind was a certain Blue Eyed baby she'd just given birth to a few hours ago.
Tristan Dean Ozzy Winchester.
Her son.
Her newborn baby son with Samuel Morgan Winchester.
Her baby boy.
Her little Peanut was here, finally here.
Alkaya felt herself tearing up a little as a small smile spread across her lips.
A small, content little sigh escaped her as she settled into the pillows behind her.
She had it in her mind to fall asleep right then and there when some very eager visitors quietly walked in through the door.
Alkaya instantly found herself perking up a little.
" Hey y'all." She smiled with a tiny wave as Sam, Dean, John, and Missouri all walked in.
Dean, John, and Missouri all said their greetings quietly and beamed back at the new mother.
Sam merely grinned as he walked over and pulled up a chair besides the mother of his son, gently pulling her into a tight hug.
Dean, John, and Missouri all smiled at the two new parents.
" Where's Tristan?" Alkaya immediately asked Sam after they'd pulled away.
" They took him to the Nursery after he met everyone else." Answered Sam quietly.
At this, Alkaya turned to the three other people in the room and spoke.
" Well? Does my baby pass the famous Winchester scrutiny?" Asked Alkaya with a small quirk of an eyebrow that seemed to say- Your answer better be a yes or else.
" He passed above and beyond. He's absolutely perfect." Said John with a warm grin.
Alkaya laughed in delight before everyone else all but swarmed around her and Sam, wanting to know all about what had happened over the last few, life changing hours.
Dean and Alkaya both clasped arms in triumph when the subject of the baby's name was brought up, earning a groan from Sam and chuckles from John and Missouri.
Missouri immediately pulled a halt to the questions and answers however, when she noticed the way Alkaya's eyes were beginning to droop with sleep.
" C'mon boys, lets let her sleep, Heaven knows she deserves a good rest after carrying one of you around for a good nine months."
Both Alkaya and Sam chuckled at the death glares John and Dean sent the Psychic for that little quip.
As Dean, John, and Missouri all retrieved their jackets, Dean spoke as he began to turn back around to the brand new parents.
" Hey you guys want anything from-" He began but, his voice abruptly stopped when his eyes fell on Sam and Alkaya.
Sam had somehow managed to climb onto the hospital bed beside Alkaya, the both of them were completely out cold and off to La La land, encircled in each other's arms.
" Guess we'll just call later." Said John softly as he and Dean retrieved their jackets from the chairs they'd been temporarily discarded to.
They were both wondering where the were gonna find their individual car keys when the soft jangling of metal caught their ears.
Both Winchester's reached into the pockets of their jackets and stood in awe as they each pulled out said sets of car keys.
" Holy..." a slack jawed Dean trailed off as he, John, and Missouri all turned their gazes back to the sleeping couple on the hospital bed.
A pair of half open, sleepy but mirth-filled moss green eyes gazed back at them.
They watched as a serene little smile spread across Sam's lips before he gave them a small wink and then let his eyes fall shut before he nuzzled his face into a sleeping Alkaya's braided hair and went back to sleep.
Dean, John, and Missouri all gawked at the now second youngest Winchester as he slept with his girl in his arms, to stunned to speak. But, they quickly snapped out of it and quietly left the room, leaving the two new parents to a well earned rest.
" Jeez, just when I was getting used to Sammy's freakiness." Muttered John with a small, breathless chuckle.
" Yeah well, he was always freaky to begin with." Shot back Dean with a smirk.
" Like you guys aren't just as weird." Added Missouri dead-panned.
" Alright, alright, enough with the insults, let's head off to the nursery, I wanna see little Tristan Dean Ozzy one more time before we head home." Said Dean, carefully not meeting his father's or Missouri's knowing gazes. They could already see that Dean Winchester's heart had been stolen by a certain newborn, blue eyed baby.
" I got no problems with that." Sighed Missouri.
" Ditto." Piped up John as the three of them headed of to the Nursury Ward.
When the three of them got to the windows, they all felt the urge to go 'aw' at the sight of all the tiny new lives that lay in the little glass basinets.
The three of them searched the name tags until John caught sight of the one that read 'Winchester '.
Dean, John, and Missouri all felt their hearts swell as they took in the sight of a now sleeping baby Tristan Dean Ozzy Winchester. In sleep, he looked so much more like his father, so at peace with his tiny little pacifier in his equally tiny mouth, Dean and John both had to fight back the burn of tears as they all gazed at him.
It was probably in that moment that the three of them each made a silent promises to this beautiful new child.
The newest Winchester.
" Don't you worry child, your aunty Missouri won't let anything happen to you. Maybe even teach you a few things."
" I promise I won't let anything happen to you, your Grandpa John's gonna be there for you Tristan Dean Ozzy Winchester, my grandson. My very first grandchild."
" Just like I gaurded your daddy with my life when he was just as tiny as you, I will gaurd you with all that I have little guy, your Uncle Dean's got your back."
They stood there for a good while before they willed themselves away and headed for the elevators.
A few hours later, well into the night, a pair of pale, blue-green eyes slowly fluttered open as Alkaya awoke from her slumber. She blinked away the sleep that still clung to her and took in her surroundings. She was in a room in a hospital, with a familiar warmth surrounding her.
Alkaya felt herself smiling as she turned to gaze at a still sleeping Sam.
He looked so young, even with all the long, dark hair and scruffy facial hair. Who'd have thought that he was now the proud father of a son?
Alkaya was about to gently disentangle herself from Sam's sleepy embrace when a nurse quietly walked into the room.
The Nurse took a moment to smile at the sight of the two new parents before she spoke.
" Hello Ms. Duncan, I hope you slept well."
" Yeah, I slept just fine. Thanks for asking." Said Alkaya with a smile of her own.
" Well, seeing as to how you're awake, I came to ask you if you wanted me to bring your baby here so you could nurse him or give his formula." Said the Nurse quietly.
Alkaya nodded and then spoke, just as quietly.
" I want you to bring him here, I'll nurse him."
The nurse nodded and with another smile, she left to go get Tristan from the Nursery.
With a sigh, Alkaya lay staring up at the ceiling for a few seconds before she turned to Sam and stared at him, pondering the best way to wake him.
Then, the perfect way came to mind.
With smile, Alkaya sank further into Sam's embrace and tilted her head upwards, her lips seeking out Sam's.
For the initial seconds after their lips had touched, there was only stillness. Then, Sam's lips slowly began to move under Alkaya's, deepening the chaste kiss.
When they pulled away, deep, Moss-green eyes stared back at one of Blue-green.
" Nice of you to rejoin the land of the living Snow White." Grinned Alkaya.
" Hey, don't call me that, I'll sew your mouth shut." Threatened Sam good-naturedly.
" You do that, I'mma zap your ass so help me God." Countered Alkaya.
They were silent before they broke off into quiet chuckles at the absturdity of what they'd just said, what made it all the more hilarious to them was that, they could actually carry out those threats if they really, really wanted to.
Once the chuckles had died down, Sam gracefully climbed off the hospital bed and stretched his long limbs, just as the nurse returned, wheeling in a glass basinet with a precious little someone inside.
" Hey Mom and Dad, there's somebody wanting to see you." Said the Nurse with a grin and Sam and Alkaya's gazes immediately went to their son.
Sam's face immediately split into a happy grin as he all but ran over to the basinet to get a better look at Tristan.
The baby was awake and now dressed in a light blue onesie and matching wool cap. He fidgeted under the white blanket cover, making him look even more adorable than he already was.
" Hey, there's my Baby Boy." Cooed Sam as he instinctively reached out and carefully picked his son up.
The newborn infant made a small noise of approval as he stared up at his father with those big, gorgeous eyes. Sam let out a happy laugh before he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to one of his baby's tiny cheeks, with a whispered thanks to the Nurse, he carefully made his way over to Alkaya.
He gently handed the baby over to his mother and took a seat on the side of the bed.
The nurse walked up to the happy young family and quietly spoke.
" Do you know what to do?" She asked.
Alkaya nodded her head yes.
With a nod of her own, the Nurse left them to their private time together.
Sam was about to ask what the Nurse meant when Alkaya began to pull back some of the hospital gown she'd been made to wear, marginally revealing one of her ample breasts.
Sam instantly put two and two together and remained silent as he watched on with thoughtful, admiring eyes.
Alkaya gently guided Tristan to her breast and let out a tiny breath as she felt him latch on and begin to nurse for the first time.
And so, for a little while, the three of them just stayed in a quiet serenity, Sam watching as his son nursed from his mother, watching the woman he loved stare down at their son with a look of absolute and unconditional love painted across her face, he sat there watching, just taking in the quiet and absolutely beautiful sight, of his girl and their baby son.
A few days later...
Dean let out a small sigh as he pulled the Impala up Missouri's driveway and into her garage. John was riding shotgun while Sam, Alkaya, and baby Tristan were nestled safely in the back.
Today was the day Baby Tristan left the hospital and came home.
Baby Tristan lay fast asleep, wrapped in a fluffy sky-blue blanket and a white wool cap, nestled safely against his father's chest, Sam's large yet ever so gentle hands splayed out over his son's small body and head. Alkaya sat beside the two of them with a soft, loving smile gracing her lips.
With a small sigh and a smile at his passengers, Dean quietly got out of the Impala and walked around to the right passenger side door, opening it for Alkaya.
Alkaya gave the uncle of her son one of her famous grins as she accepted his hand as she climbed out of the car.
Her steps were tentative, she was still healing from giving birth for the first time and quiet frankly, she wouldn't mind a painkiller at the moment as she stood beside Dean.
The two of them watched as Sam carefully unfolded himself from the backseat and climbed out, holding his son to his chest.
" Welcome home Little Man." Smiled Dean as he reached out to gently run a hand over a sleeping Tristan's cap covered head. Sam beamed at his big brother, oh yeah, Dean Winchester was totally gone.
And that was just fine.
" There he is, there's our little Angel!" Came a familiar, ecstatic female voice high and full of glee.
The three of then turned in time to see Missouri Mosely, armed with a cam-corder descending upon them. Behind her was John Winchester and Bobby Singer, both men wincing in sympathy at the young ones who were about to have a plumb, forty-something bumbled-bee swarming around them, recording away with her camera.
" Hey Missouri." Smiled Sam, carefully turning a little so that the Psychic could get a good shot of Tristan's sleeping face resting against his father's heart.
The tiny newborn was oblivious to all the eyes watching him as his father began to slowly carry him into Missouri Mosely's house, Alkaya and Dean right behind him.
Once they were inside the house and safely in the livingroom, everyone crowded around the new father and his son. Except Alkaya, she promptly plopped down onto Missouri's sofa.
" Here, you wanna hold him Bobby?" Asked Sam quietly.
" Oh... Uh... S-sure." Stuttered Bobby, somewhat taken aback by the offer.
Sam smiled and carefully handed his baby son over to Bobby Singer. At first, the seasoned Hunter was somewhat tense and awkward, it had been quiet some time since he'd held someone so small in his arms but, after a few minutes he relaxed and found himself grinning down at the cutest little face he'd ever seen. His daddy's spitting image indeed, right down to the same nose.
" Hey there Munchkin, nice to finally meet you in person." Said Bobby softly as he gently rocked Tristan in his arms.
" And you all called me a Softy." Smirked John as he stood beside Bobby and grandson.
Bobby sent the eldest Winchester a dirty look before chuckling to himself, hell, he could be a softy for the moment.
Sam sighed and with a smile to everyone else, he made his way over to the sofa and collapsed beside his beloved Alkaya and pulled her to him, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
" Good to be home?" He asked softly.
" Very." Answered Alkaya with a sigh as she sent a soft smile Bobby Singer's way.
And so, everyone lapse into a comfortable setting, all of them doating over the newest Winchester, absolutely smitten with the blue eyed baby.
But, from where he sat with a smile plastered across his face, Samuel Winchester's thoughts were not entirely happy one.
In the very depths of his soul, Sam felt a small surge of anger and a need to gaurd those he loved with every fiber of his being.
Something had changed in the air, something was coming, he could feel it.
The powers of darkness were begining to stir after a very long hiatus, he didn't need his gift of foresight to see that. The Yellow Eyed Demon would surely have healed from his wounds by now and caught wind of the news of Sam's return, and the birth of his son.
Sam made a silent promise where he sat and watched his family.
He'd be ready for it.
He would face this danger head on and be victorious.
Samuel Morgan Winchester, the Hunter, the Psychic, but above all, the Father.
He swore it.