A Hiccup in Time Ch. 2
Disclaimer. Still don't own them and still not making a profit from my stories.
Author's Note: Wow, I was blown away by the response to this story. I truly thought people wouldn't like it. Thanks for the many wonderful reviews!!!
Casammy: Gracias por leer y examinar, usted verá a mucho Deán "paternal" en esta historia.
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Previously: "Son of a bitch, I knew something would go wrong with this frigging hunt" Sammy yelled in a toddler's voice as he glanced at his tiny hands and feet. He pushed himself to his feet and put those tiny hands to his hips as he glared over at his father and Dean. "Now what in the hell are we supposed to do?"
Dean stood staring unbelievingly as his mouth dropped open in awe at sight of the two-foot tall toddler yelling at him and his dad. "Sammy?" he questioned as his brain adamantly refused to believe what his eyes were telling him.
"Who the hell else would I be you stupid jerk?" Sam pouted as he crossed his tiny arms in front of his chest. "Don't just stand there like idiots, do something."
Snapping out of his shock, John quickly walked over towards his youngest and wrapped his jacket around him as hoisted him in his right arm realizing that the Kupua demon could still be close. "Come on boys, we need to get out of here before that damn thing decides to do something else" he stated as he reached down to pick up Sammy's duffle and sling it over his shoulders.
"Daaad, put me down" Sam whined with a tinge of embarrassment creeping onto his face as he tried to push out of his father's arms only to feel them tighten around him. "Damn it dad, I can walk"
"In case you haven't noticed kiddo, you no longer have shoes that fit you and I will not allow you to mess up your feet just because you're embarrassed right now so deal with it" John stated as he started walking at a brisk pace. He wasn't taking any chances now that Sammy was suddenly his baby boy once again in the truest form of the word.
"Hey Sammy, you need a little cheese to go along with that whine little dude" Dean smirked as he followed along behind his father. He couldn't help but to burst out laughing as Sammy gave him the middle finger salute. For such an angelic face, his baby brother sure could be a little devil.
After an of hour of brisk walking, John's right arm was beginning to cramp from carrying Sammy's weight. He was beginning to tire of the way his youngest kept squirming as he tried to get down as he complained nonstop. Knowing that they still had at least another hour's worth of walking, he said "Alright tiger, either you stop with the attitude right now or I'm going to apply my hand to your naked little bottom."
Sam instantly stopped his movements and complaining knowing that he had pushed his dad too far. He hadn't been spanked many times when he was younger, but those few and far between spankings had left an impression on his young mind. His dad had a firm hand and right now his little hiney was just way too exposed without the benefit of clothing to soften the blow. John breathed a sigh of relief as Sam finally settled in his arms.
"Hey dad, you want me to carry the little dude for a while?" Dean asked knowing that his dad was getting stressed, not only from Sam's complaining but also with the situation they had suddenly found themselves in. Sammy would be much more vulnerable to attack in his new found form.
"S'okay Ace, I've got him" John replied as he kept walking forward. The sooner they got to their vehicles, the better he would feel. They were approximately a half hour away from where they had parked their vehicles when John felt his youngest lean into him and lay his head on his shoulder with a big yawn. It wasn't long before he felt the warmth of small even breaths against his neck indicating that Sammy had fallen asleep. "God it's been so long since I could hold you in my arms like this and chase your nightmares away with just a hug" John thought as he nuzzled Sammy's hair with his cheek. How he missed times like this when he was still Sammy's hero and could do no wrong.
Finally arriving back at their vehicles, John placed a still sleeping Sammy into the back seat of the Impala and grabbed a few sleeping bags from the trunk to pad the floor so that Sammy would have something soft to fall on if he rolled off the seat. After making sure his youngest was secure and tucked in with his jacket, John stood up and looked at his oldest. "Sammy's going to need some clothing and a carseat. On the way in, I saw a Walmart approximately thirty miles from here. We'll stop there and get the things we need. Afterwards, we're going to head out to Bobbys place. We need somewhere safe to stay until we can figure out how the hell to get Sam back."
"Crap, you mean you actually want us to go shopping? " Dean asked with a shudder hating the idea of having to make their way through the store with the crowds of people that were bound to be there. If there was one thing he hated with a passion, it was shopping--well that and rats.
"Yeah, you got any better ideas for getting your brother the things he needs?" John asked with an exasperated look. Upon seeing his oldest shake his head no, John glanced at Sammy one last time before closing the door softly. "Take it easy with him and no speeding. We can't afford to be stopped by the police without him in a carseat."
"I know, I'll be careful" Dean stated as he climbed into the Impala and waited for his dad to get into his truck before starting the engine and pulling out behind him.
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Forty five minutes later, Dean was sitting in the parking waiting for his dad to return with an outfit so they could take Sammy into the store and buy the rest of what they needed. He watched as he returned a few minutes later carrying a small plastic shopping bag. "Okay kiddo, time to get up" John said as he shook Sammy's shoulder gently. He watched as Sammy sat up with glazed eyes and ran his tiny hand through his curly brown hair while drool leaked from the side of his mouth.
"We're are we?" Sam asked as he noticed all the cars around them.
"Walmarts" Dean replied. "You can't just keep running around naked ya know since it is against the law."
"Shut up jerk" Sam said as he watched his dad pull a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt from the bag and place it on the seat beside him.
"Okay kiddo, arms up" John said as he grabbed the shirt from the bag and prepared to dress his youngest.
"Oh hell no" Sam said as he crossed his arms and glared at his dad. "I have been dressing myself for years and I am still very capable of doing so thank you very much."
John just laughed and shook his head as he handed over the clothing not wanting to deal with Sammy's temper once again. After Sammy had pulled on his clothing, John lifted him out of the car and carried him inside the store with Dean following closely behind. Getting a shopping cart to hold the items they would be purchasing, he went to place Sammy in it when Sam started kicking his legs.
"No, I am not riding in the cart" Sam said rather loudly causing others to look over and see what the commotion was about.
Putting his mouth close to Sammy's ear, John gave his baby boy a warning. "Either you let me put you into the shopping cart or I will swat your behind right here and now in front of everybody young man."
"Fine" Sam ground out through clenched teeth as he glared at his dad once again. He slipped his legs through the holes and sat facing his dad as John pushed the cart ahead thinking of ways to get back at his dad. Sam sat quietly as his dad walked through the store adding items like socks, shoes, and boxers to the cart. Next, they went to the little boys clothing section where they started looking at the t-shirts on display. Rummaging through the shirts, Dean picked out one with a Batman logo on it and said "Hey dad, what about this one?"
Without giving his dad a chance to answer, Sammy replied "How about I kick your ass Dean" to which his brother replied "Bring it on short stuff."
"Boys, that'll be enough out of the two of you" John warned as he held up a navy blue t-shirt which read DADDY'S LITTLE MAN." Smiling to himself, John dropped the shirt into the hopping cart not giving Sam the chance to see it and turn it down. He soon added a Transformer's t-shirt as well as two others picked out by Sammy himself. As they stopped by a rack to look at the size 3T blue jeans that Sammy would need, John alertly watched as a middle aged blonde stopped right beside his shopping cart to admire Sammy and ruffle his chocolaty brown curls.
"Oh what a cute little grandchild you have" the lady said to John as she reached out to caress Sammy's cheek. "He is adorable!"
"Thank you but he's my son" John curtly informed the lady, incensed at the way she was implying he was old.
"Oh, my goodness" the lady replied with a blush at the mistake she had made. "I'm sorry if I have upset you."
Seeing the perfect opportunity to get back at his dad, Sammy asked "G'andpa, can we go to the toys next? You said I could have a toy" in a toddler voice dripping with saccharine sweetness.
"Son huh," the lady harrumphed as she gave John a distasteful look and walked away muttering how some men just didn't know how to grow old gracefully.
Sam began to heartily laugh as he watched his dad's face and ears grow red with embarrassment.
"That is so not funny Sam and you're going to wish you hadn't done that." Turning to Dean, John announced in a booming voice "Okay sport, let's go get your brother some pull-ups. It's going to be a long way to Bobby's and I don't want him to accidentally wet himself."
Now it was Sammy's turn to blush as he saw the way that others were looking at him. He couldn't believe his dad had just threatened him with putting a diaper on him. "I hate you" he seethed as he once again folded his little arms across his chest and his bottom lip stuck out in a pout.
"You know what they say about payback's kiddo" John smugly replied as he pushed the shopping cart being careful to keep an eye on Sammy's feet. He didn't want to be caught off guard if Sam chose to kick him since Sammy's feet were way too close to his groin area.
On the way to choose a carseat, John noticed a display of spill proof sippy cups and reached over to pick up a few and throw them into the buggy since he didn't know how well Sammy's little hands would be able to hold a regular cup. The last thing he needed was for juice to be spilled all over the Impala's backseat. Finally arriving at the carseats a few moments later, John chose one that was approved by the AAA--American Automobile Association--to make sure Sam would be as safe as possible in the event of a car accident.
"Okay boys, time to get out of here" John said as he headed for the check outs. He didn't worry about what the cost would be. Albert Stanley would be picking up the tab for them on this one since that was the name on the latest credit card he was using. Once he had paid for the items, the Winchesters left the store happy to finally be out of the place that was starting to make them feel claustrophobic.
An hour later found John putting his truck into storage so that he could ride with his boys on the way out to Bobby's place. It would take them a few days to get there and he just couldn't stand the thought of them being in separate vehicles if something were to go wrong. "Toss me the keys Dean, I'm driving" John said as he opened the door for Dean to climb out, it was going to feel good driving the old girl again.
TBC