chapter three
bed time stories
"all right idjit time for bed" the four year old squirmed in bobby's arms as he tried for the umpteenth time to get dean back into bed. Crowley walked in on the scene leaning up against the door jamb. Bobby looked over at his boyfriend and scowled.
"you gonna help me with worm here?"
At this dean giggled
Crowley smirked
"I got the other one to bed I think you can manage this one love"
"what if I take away certain things?"
Crowley's eyes widened
"well I brought this in for the little one"
He handed dean a cup of warm milk with brown sugar and vannilla
"thanks uncle Crowley"
Crowley scooped the boy up and tucked him into his bed the four year old drinking the milk concoction.
Crowley turned to the bookshelf
"all right now lets read a story" he selected a book from the shelf settled beside the four year old and began.
"in a great green room there was a telephone and a red balloon…."
Bobby smiled and left the room he had phone calls to make
Deans eyes drooped and he fell asleep Crowley grabbed the almost empty cup setting it on the floor he rested his eyes for a second.
Bobby came in an hour later to tell Crowley he told him so but he found them both asleep he grabbed a blanket and covered Crowley with it smiling.