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The room was dark. Pitch black, in fact, the curtains drawn. A still breeze wafted in through the half-opened window. Castiel shivered and pulled the duvet closer, leaning further into his hunter's embrace. Dean was lying behind him, his face buried in the crook of the angel's neck. As he moved, Cas noticed Dean shudder, signalling that he was waking up. He turned slowly until he was face-to face with Dean, the hunter opening one eye.
'Hey' he croaked, sleep still clogging his voice. Castiel smiled warmly and kissed him. Dean smiled back into the kiss and pulled him closer, arms travelling around the smaller angel.
Suddenly, there was an almighty wail and Dean jumped, as though electrocuted. He looked around wildly for a few seconds before grinning, though wincing with the noise in his ears at the same time. 'Right, I forgot. Baby duty' he murmured. The baby wailing got a lot louder and he winced and ducked his head back under the duvet, hiding himself from the world.
Cas looked at the lump in the blanket for a few seconds before moving in after him. Once they were both under the blanket, the noise did seem a lot more muffled. Dean sighed and laid his head on the side of the angel's, his arms coming and wrapping around him. Castiel leaned into the embrace, enjoying the feel of the bed-warm human against his skin.
'I'm not cut out for this Cas.' Moaned Dean, his eyes clamped shut against the din of the baby crying. Cas knocked his head gently against his.
'You are Dean. You just need some practice'
'What's the time?'
The angel stuck his head out the duvet-tent. He came back in. '2.27'
Dean groaned. Though, however much he groaned, the baby was not stopping crying.
Dean heaved himself up out of bed and walked across the room, to where they had put the baby to sleep in his carrier, taking the duvet with him.
'Dean!' shivered Cas, curling into a ball in the sudden cold. Dean grinned over his shoulder and reached for the baby. The little thing was crying his eyes out, his little face scrunched up.
'What do you suppose is wrong with him?' asked Dean, carrying the baby back in his arms to their shared bed. Cas shrugged, before leaning in and checking the child's nappy. He tentatively put his nose closer to the nappy and sniffed. He jumped back his nose wrinkled up in disgust.
'I think that's wrong with him' he blanched, pointed. Dean, grinning like a Cheshire cat, patted the angel on the arm before moving toward the changing mat Sam had brought for them. After about ten minutes he had done changing the nappy and brought the little boy back to the bed.
Dean stopped when he realised that Cas had fallen asleep again, his head leaning against the back wall, his face clear and peaceful. He didn't want to wake him, but the baby was still making noises and he didn't know what to do.
'Cas!' he called, gently poking him in the stomach. Castiel lurched awake, eyes narrowing as he glared at Dean, who smiled apologetically at him.
'I wasn't sleeping'
Dean smiled. 'Course you weren't. We got another problem.' He announced. He held the baby up in his arms, pointing him towards Cas. The angel studied the grizzling baby for a few moments before looking back at Dean.
'He's hungry'
Dean looked at him with disbelief. 'Right. How do you know that?'
The angel shrugged. 'I just do. Give him here.'
Dean gently passed the baby to Cas, who tenderly cradled him close to his chest, the baby looking up at him in wonder.
He gently crept of the bed, heading for the general direction of the little kitchenette. Dean smiled and leaned back in the bed, his head hitting the pillows with a welcome thump.
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'What's all that noise for?' cooed Castiel, looking down at the little boy in his arms, fishing out the finished milk bottle out of the saucepan with his one free hand. He sat down on a little stool which was in the corner of the room and gently put the teat to the baby's mouth. The little thing started sucking immediately, stopping crying at once.
Cas smiled as he fed him. 'Knew that was what you wanted. Yes I did' He had seen other people talk to babies like that, and thought he might try it; the little ones seemed to like it.
The baby soon finished the bottle and yawned, his little eyes closing again. Cas gently got to his feet, carrying him back to the baby carrier, settling him down in his makeshift cot. He smiled as he looked down, the baby already fast asleep.
Like others he could mention. He turned back as Dean let out a loud snore, clearly fast asleep. Castiel laughed and joined him in the bed, pressing his back into the hunter's chest, pulling the blanket up to his chin.
He soon fell straight to sleep.
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The sun shone brightly through the open windows, no hint of a breeze wafting. The baby was in Dean's lap, giggling like crazy as the hunter moved his face towards him and pulled it back quickly.
Castiel smiled, pulling on his tie, watching them.
Suddenly the door was flung open, Sam bounding in with Bobby at his heels.
'Where is he then?' asked the older hunter, his eyes shining. Dean jiggled his knees slightly and Bobby smiled. Sam went and sat next to Dean, his fingers going to tickle the baby under the chin.
The baby's face started to crumple up, unaware and slightly intimidated by the new arrivals.
'Aw. Now look what you've done. You've upset Jayson.' Dean pouted, turning the little boy towards him and making a funny face.
Cas raised his eyebrows. 'Jayson?'
Dean looked at him sheepishly. 'He's gotta have a name, doesn't he?' he shrugged.
Cas stared at him for a moment. 'Yes. I suppose he does.' He looked at the child carefully, the little one holding his gaze, once again, blue meeting blue. 'Jayson. I think it suits him.' he nodded his approval and looked back to Dean's beaming face.
Jayson let out a giggle, which made Bobby chuckle. 'Little tyke.'
Dean passed the Jayson to Sam, who made a silly face, making the little one scream with laughter.
The hunter stood up and pulled Castiel close, putting his forehead against his, eyes closing in tiredness.
'Late night boys?' asked Bobby, watching them.
'Sort of' moaned Dean, massaging his temples.
'The baby- Jayson was crying most of the night.' Informed Castiel. 'We're a little tired.'
'Right, you two, go out, get something to eat or something.' Sam took charge.
'Right, Sammy and leave Jayson where?' scoffed Dean.
'Uh, here Dean!' Sam told him, smiling. 'With us. Only for a few hours. We'll catch up later.'
Dean looked at Castiel, who was looking pleased with a few hours off baby duty.
'Right. Just-'Dean watched Jayson, feeling like an overprotective parent already. '-Look after him.' he added, before moving out of the door, the angel following close behind him.
Sam and Bobby looked at each other, then looked at the baby happily gurgling on Sam's lap.
It was going to be a long few hours.
Aww. Sam and Bobby are baby-sitting!
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