After a couple more harrowing days spent at the hospital, Abby's doctors decided that it was time for her to go home. The Physical Therapist and Occupational Therapist had shown Sam the exercises Abby needed to do at home for Abby's mobility to improve. The Speech Therapist still needed to see Abby twice a week at the hospital for treatment. Her talking hadn't improved at all, but Sam had no problem figuring out what she needed.

The doctors sent home light painkillers for Abby's headaches and a sedative if she had trouble sleeping. They warned Sam and Abby that sometimes people with brain injuries had seizures. They were told what to do in event of a seizure and to return if Abby appeared to get worse or need assistance.

Dean drove the Impala to the hospital to pick Abby up. Bobby came with to help. Abby was wheeled down to the car in a wheelchair that went in the trunk along with the walker. Bobby had found a commode to put near Abby's bed so she wouldn't have to make it all the way to the bathroom. He and Dean had installed bars in the shower and tub for her safety.

Although the hospital had recommended renting a hospital bed for the first few months, Sam insisted on them having their old bed. He was convinced that Abby would sleep better there. Jefferson and Joshua made a board that went under the box spring so that railings could be put up on either side.

Abby was tired. She'd gotten dressed, gone through all the discharge information and exam, got into the Impala, and fell asleep on the ride home. Bobby and Dean said they could get the items from the trunk. Sam picked Abby up in his arms and carried her into the house and laid her on their bed.

Sam could hear Dean and Bobby bringing in the wheel chair and walker as he got Abby's shoes off. Her clothes were comfortable enough, so he just covered her up and let her rest. He brought Nate's cradle out, thinking it might be better if he roomed with Dean and Kylee on Abby's first night home. He brought the wheelchair and walker in to their room and set them in the corner. Abby didn't need to see them as soon as she opened her eyes.

Sam got his shoes off and changed into some lounging clothes. He laid down beside Abby with an arm around her and her hand over his heart.

The whole time he'd sat by Abby's bed in the hospital, this was his dream. To be resting by his wife in their bed at home.

"You up to being a hands-on auntie tonight?" Dean asked Kylee.

"We get Nate?"

"Yep. Until Abby gets settled in and she and Sam are sleeping better, they thought it would be easier for Nate to sleep in another room."

"I love being a hands-on auntie," Kylee replied. "As long as Missouri won't think we're edging in on her turf."

"No, she gets him for most of the day. I think he tires her out sometimes."

"He could tire me out sometimes," Kylee laughed. "He's quite a character."

"Gotta love the little guy. He keeps us on our toes."

"And, he's practice for our future," Kylee smiled and gave Dean a kiss. "You're wonderful to him, Dean. You're a natural and it's just so sexy to watch."

"Really?" Dean got a smirk and pulled Kylee into his arms.

"Would I say it if it wasn't true?" Kylee whispered in Dean's ear before covering him in kisses.

Nate laid between Dean and Kylee in bed. He was in no way tired, even though it was way past his bedtime. He babbled, grinned and moved his arms and legs like the sheer motion of them could propel him somewhere.

"Think he knows we're new at this?" Kylee asked.

"I think he's just loving all the attention," Dean had to tickle that baby tummy to get the squeal and giggle that always made him smile.

"You're not helping, Dean. We're supposed to be lulling him to sleep, not getting him hyped up."

"I can't help it," Dean said. "He's just too cute."

"Will he still seem cute when he's screaming from being overtired in the middle of the night or tomorrow?"

"He'll always be cute to me. I just might not want to be anywhere near him sometimes," Dean smiled.

Kylee just shook her head.

"Okay, okay," Dean decided to be responsible and get Nate to sleep. "Come here little guy." Dean lifted him up and rested him on his chest. Dean rubbed his back and kissed his head. "It's time for you to get some sleep, Nate. I don't know if you count sheep or what you do to fall asleep, but you have to do your thing now. You're getting me in trouble," Dean whispered the last part. It made Kylee smile.

Dean covered Nate with a blanket and continued to rub his back. Kylee scooted over so she could lie on her side next to them. Before long, all three of them were asleep. Nate never did make it to his cradle. He was too comfortable on his uncle's chest. Dean had an arm around him and even at the age of six months, Nate knew he'd never let him fall.

Sam helped Abby get prepared for bed. She could move around their room and bathroom but she moved very slow. Sam helped her slide into her favorite nightgown. It was almost thread-bare but wearing it made her feel comfortable.

"Feel better now?" Sam asked as he pulled her hair out of the neck of her nightgown.

Abby smiled. "N-N"

"Nate is with Dean and Kylee tonight. He'll stay up there until you're used to being home and we've caught up on sleep. Then, we'll bring him back down. Dean may act tough, but I'm sure he's spoiling him more than any of us."

Abby smiled bigger and closed her eyes.

"It's okay to rest, Abby," Sam covered her up, kissed her and turned out one of the lights before getting himself ready for bed. When he came back, he shut off the last light and curled up behind Abby. He put one arm around her to pull her closer. She sighed as she relaxed into him.

"I love you, Abby. I've missed being able to hold you like this," Sam tried not to get choked up.

Abby sighed and patted Sam's hand. She was glad to be in the safety of the circle of her husband's arms.

Abby was trapped in a nightmare. Sam was trying to wake her up but the dream had such a tight grip on her. She was tossing her head from side to side. Sam finally turned on a bedside lamp and shook her shoulders. Her eyes flew open and took awhile to focus.

When her gaze settled on Sam, she just reached for him and started to cry. Sam held her and tried to comfort her as best he could. He kept the light on. When he laid back down, he just brought Abby with him. She was clinging to his chest, exhausted.

Sam had watched as the fear faded from her face, followed by confusion. When she'd recognized Sam, it changed to relief. Sam noticed that he didn't even need to talk to Abby for her to remember who he was. She just came to him for security and fell asleep when her emotions got the best of her.

Once Abby's breathing was steady and slow, Sam closed his eyes and allowed himself to drift off. It was definitely going better than it had the night before.

Sam awoke in the morning to the early rays coming in the windows. It wasn't the first time he wished for room darkening shades, but Abby loved having the natural light in their room.

With one eye open, he checked on Abby who was still asleep on his chest. He idly played with her hair as he fell back to sleep.