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Dean knew something was very wrong as they turned the corner in the corridor leading to their room. There was a whole in the thin wood, just above the handle, as though someone or something had put its fist through it. Obviously they didn't feel the need to try the handle. Why would they?

'Jeez' he muttered, pushing the door forwards slowly, walking into their wrecked room. Someone had obviously been looking for something; the beds were overturned, chairs were upturned. Dean's clothes were scattered across the floor, trodden on, big dirty footprints forming a mosaic over the floor. The mirror on the wall had been smashed, shards of glass shining on the floor.

Dean turned to look at Castiel. The angel was stood behind him, a grizzling Jayson squirming in his arms. He has a shocked look on his face, his eyes wide, lips thin. 'Why would the vampires be looking for Jayson?' Cas voiced, walking forwards, various things crackling under his feet.

'Maybe his family upset them?' Sam walked forwards; he and Bobby had been stood next to the window, silently observing the shocked pair as they walked in the room. Dean jumped, fixing his brother with a glare.

'You mean his mum and dad? Why would they have had anything to do with vampires?' he asked sceptically.

'I don't know Dean, but the fangs want him. And bad.' Sam put his hands around his head, turning and looking at the mess.

Castiel picked up the blue baby carrier, tipped it up to get rid of anything untoward inside it and gently laid Jayson in it. He turned to look at Dean, a determined look on his face. 'We can't stay here. The vampires will be back if they really want Jayson.'

Dean nodded, looking down at Jayson, who was staring up at them with his big blue eyes.

'You can come to my place.' Bobby offered. The older hunter knew how much this child meant to both Dean and Castiel; he would do anything to help them.

Dean looked uneasy. 'We don't want to draw them to you, Bobby.'

'Damn it boy, I've faced and beaten more than vampires' said Bobby forcefully. 'You need somewhere to lie low. My place is nearest. I'm not offering; I'm telling you.'

Cas looked touched. 'Thank you, Bobby.' He said softly. The older hunter nodded.

'We best get moving' Sam threw some of Dean's clothes into a holdall, baby things going in as well.

Suddenly the door flung open and figure stood in the doorway. Dean automatically reached for his gun, which he always kept within his grasp. He let go of it as soon as he saw who it was.

The young chambermaid, in her red and black uniform stood with her mouth open.

'What the hell happened in here!' she shrieked.

-x-

Sam drove the Impala, Bobby riding shotgun. Jayson was happily strapped in baby carrier in the middle, whilst Dean and Castiel flanked him on either side.

With some quick talking from Castiel, the girl had been persuaded to leave without saying anything and they had quickly gone on their way. They were now half way towards Bobby's house, the afternoon slowly dying to reveal a blanket of coldness that night had brought. Dean shivered slightly, whether it was from shock, he didn't know, but he pulled his jacket around him closer anyway.

Jayson gurgled between them, both Cas and Dean looking down at him with small smiles on their faces. The little one had already enjoyed a jar of baby food, bolognaise, which he enjoyed. Cas had ended up with bits of it in his hair after Jayson flung his hands around energetically.

Dean had laughed at him before gently picking it out, his fingers prodding at the sticky sauce. Jayson now was starting to fall asleep, his little eyes drooping slightly, yawning widely. Dean pulled his blanket around him, tucking it up under his chin.

'We should go look for the fangs' Sam turned slightly in his seat; the road was a straight one, with no other cars in sight.

'What, bring them right to us?' Dean scoffed.

'If we go to them, they won't need to come near Jayson.' Sam reminded him.

'Yeah, you're right.' Dean sighed and sank back into the upholstery. He had had just enough of these supernatural creatures thinking they can cruise in and mess with peoples lives. Little Jayson had already been through enough without the damn vamps coming back to kill him.

'It won't come to that, Dean.' Cas had been listening to him think. He reached over and took Dean's hand. 'I won't let it.'

Dean smiled and squeezed his angel's hand. 'I know you won't' he whispered.

Castiel smiled back, looking down at the sleeping Jayson. 'I want to go and look for them.' He announced.

Dean stared at him. 'You can't be serious?'

'Dean, if something is after Jayson, I want to find them. They need to be stopped. I cannot just sit here and wait for them to attack'

Dean nodded. 'Sammy, you going with?'

Sam craned his neck. 'Sure, Dean. But don't you want to get to Bobby's?'

Dean looked at Cas.

'I can transport us, Sam. Dean can drive. Or Bobby.'

Sam nodded and pulled the car over. 'You ok with that Dean?'

Dean looked at Cas. 'You be careful.' He warned the angel, leaning over the baby between them to steal a kiss. He gripped Castiel by the back of his head and pulled him closer.

'I will. Look after Jayson.'

'I will.' Dean released Cas and watched as the angel looked tenderly down at the sleeping Jayson. Dean's heart broke a little when Castiel leaned down to place a feather-light kiss on Jayson's forehead. Jayson's face scrunched up a little, before relaxing again. Cas chuckled slightly before looking at Sam.

'Ready to go?'

Sam turned and pulled his holdall of guns and equipment from under Bobby's feet. 'Yep, I think so.'

Cas turned towards Dean one last time, the pair sharing a long, lingering look.

Castiel reached out his hand and clutched Sam's shoulder. They both disappeared in the blink of an eye.

-x-

Bobby trod up his stairs slowly, his feet banging on the wooden steps. He made his way towards what he affectionately called Dean's Room. It was where Dean always crashed when he was here. He carried a cup of coffee, thinking Dean would rather have this than a beer.

They had made it back to Bobby's house at a little after nine, and Dean had taken Jayson straight up to his room, wanting to get him settled for the night.

He knocked on the door, covered in crayon marks from when Dean was younger and tried to write his name in the wood.

'Yeah?' came the reply.

Bobby pushed forward. Dean was sat on his bed, Jayson sleeping in his arms. Dean smiled sheepishly when he saw Bobby coming in.

'Man I told you; you don't need to knock. It's your house.'

'You're room' Bobby said simply, sitting down on the chair next to the bed. The younger hunter looked tired, worn out.

'You should get some sleep, boy' he said gently. He looked at the sleeping baby in Dean's arms. 'Can I have a hold?'

'Sure' tenderly, making sure Jayson wasn't disturbed, Dean passed the baby over. Bobby took him, his eyes shining as he looked down into the little one's face. Jayson was sleeping peacefully, making small noises every so often.

Bobby laughed as Dean yawned. 'You really need some sleep.'

The elder hunter slowly stood up, before laying Jayson down in his cot, which was thankfully not trashed by the vampires.

'I wanna wait till Cas gets back.' Dean closed his eyes.

'uh huh.' Bobby walked to the door. 'When he arrives I'll send him up.'

'Thanks!' called Dean, lying back on the bed.

-x-

It was past midnight when Sam and Castiel came back. Sam looked tired and bedraggled, as though he had been on high alert all night. Cas, of course, looked perfectly calm and unruffled, as normal.

Bobby started slightly, sitting up in his armchair. Sam sank back into a chair, eyes closing as he slowly fell asleep. It had obviously been a very full on night.

'Find them?' asked Bobby.

The angel shook his head. 'No. We're going to search again tomorrow. There's no sign of them.' He sounded disappointed, if not a little bit worried.

'We'll get 'em' Bobby comforted. Castiel nodded, putting a hand to his forehead.

'Where's Dean?' he asked, looking up the stairs.

'Waiting for you.'

Castiel nodded his thanks, said goodnight and made his way up the stairs.

As he neared Dean's room, a low noise could be heard. Like singing. The angel walked forwards, stopping just outside Dean's room, where the singing was the loudest.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better.

Castiel smiled, before pushing the door open. Dean was lying on his front, serenading the sleeping baby, who was on the floor in his cot.

The hunter was half asleep, looking as the door opened.

'Cas?'

The angel walked forwards, shrugging of his coat and laying Dean back under the blankets. The exhausted hunter gladly accepting Castiel's embrace.

Dean was about to say something when Cas shushed him, before quickly kissing him 'We'll talk about it tomorrow.'

Dean smiled sleepily, his eyes drooping, reminding Cas of Jayson.

Dean buried his face in Cas's neck, mumbling the lyrics of Hey Jude.

Hey Jude, don't be afraid

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under her skin

Then you begin to make it better

Castiel smiled, before turning over, Dean's arms holding him. Together they fell asleep, towards a day which neither of them would ever forget.

Aw. I couldn't resist putting Hey Jude in there.

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