A/N: Sorry for taking so long, RL got in the way and I had so much to do. I hope ya'll like the update :-)
Chapter Two: Morning Sickness Sucks
Dean woke up to the sounds of Sam throwing up in the bathroom. He was already getting used to it after three weeks. He got up and got a wet cloth and placed it on the back of Sam's neck. He kneeled behind him and rubbed his back.
"It's okay Sammy, you're alright. Not much longer and the nausea will be over." He rubbed Sam's stomach.
Sam dry heaved for a while, then leaned back against Dean. "I hate throwing up."
"I know baby." He wrapped his arms around his brother and gave him a kiss on the temple.
Tristan had walked into the room looking for his daddies. He heard them talking in the bathroom and opened the door. He found them on the floor in the front of the toilet.
"Mornin' Daddies…Is Daddy 'kay?" He slowly walked up to them.
"Mornin' Champ. Daddy's fine, his tummy was just doing some flip-flops." Dean gave him a kiss, then helped Sam up.
After Sam had brushed his teeth and washed his face, he smiled at Tristan, "Good morning baby boy. C'mon let's get your breakfast ready." He picked him up and let Dean do his business.
Dean and Sam both had the day off. They were going to start planning for their wedding and were going to help Ash and Stacey with theirs. Ash and Stacey's wedding was in two weeks. Tristan was going to be the ring boy and Sam was Best Man. Ashley was the Maid-of-Honor. Everybody in the town was invited. Ash had invited Ellen, Bobby, and some hunter friends, they had all accepted to come.
"Here ya' go Peanut, enjoy." Sam placed a plate of cut up chocolate chip pancakes in front of Tristan.
Tristan took a bite, "Yummy!" Sam chuckled and ruffled his son's hair.
Dean walked into the kitchen and smiled. Ever since he was little he loved chocolate chip pancakes and he knew his brother loved them too. He sat down on his usual seat where a stack of pancakes were waiting for him. He frowned when he saw Sam only munching on crackers and sipping on water. He still looked too pale for his liking.
"Sammy these are your favorite, why aren't you eating at least one?"
Sam rubbed his tummy, "My stomach hasn't settled yet. I really don't want to throw up anymore for the day."
"Save one for later then. I know how much you love these." He smiled.
"I'll see what I want later." Sam had a small craving for something else, but didn't dare eat at the moment. "So at what time do we have to meet up with Ash and Stace?"
Dean looked at his watch, "In about two hours."
"Oh okay, I'll be fine by then. I'll get Peanut's clothes ready while you two eat." Sam got up and put the crackers away.
"Go lay down for a bit baby, I'll get Tris dressed."
"'Kay thanks De. I'll just leave his clothes on the bed and I'll go rest." He hated that he felt weak for the first months of pregnancy.
Dean watched his brother walk away. He was worried about him. He wasn't used to seeing him so tired and rundown. He was going to talk to Ashley to make sure if that was normal.
Tristan looked at Dean, "Daddy De is Daddy 'kay? He always sweepy."
"Daddy's fine Champ. He's having a baby and that wears him out sometimes…He gets to take naps with you." Dean assured his son.
"O-kay…but he sick evewyday." He pouted.
"That's normal Tris. Pregnant people throw up a lot." He got his son out of his booster seat and placed him on his lap. "C'mon let's get ya' dressed." He put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and put away the last pancake in the microwave for Sam.
Dean got Tristan dressed and then put on cartoons for him to watch. He went to the backyard and called Ashley.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ashley, I hope you're not busy. There's somethin' that I wanted to ask ya." Dean bit his lip.
"What is it? Is Sam okay?" She went into doctor mode.
"Umm that's what I wanted to know…Uh is it normal for him to be so tired and worn out?"
"Yes Dean it's normal that in the beginning of the pregnancy that the person feels tired and also in the middle of pregnancy they'll still feel that way sometimes. Don't worry about it Dean, he was like this when he was pregnant with Tristan." Ashley assured him.
"If you're positive about it…" He still didn't sound too sure about it. "Thank you Ashley."
"No problem Dean. Call me if there're any problems or if ya' have more questions."
"'Kay." They hung up.
Dean sighed, he walked back in and checked on Tristan, then went to his and Sam's room. Sam was laying on his side asleep. Dean got on the bed and spooned behind him. He rested one hand on Sam's growing stomach. He didn't fall asleep, just stayed content holding his lover. Also listening out for their son just in case he needed him.
After an hour and a half Sam woke up feeling much better. He smiled as he felt his brother's arms around him. Dean was awake and gently tightened his arms around Sam's waist.
Dean kissed the back of Sam's head, "How're ya' feeling Sammy?"
Sam turned in Dean's arms and kissed him, "Much better De. I just needed to rest. We should get up though, we gotta meet up with Ash and Stacey soon."
Dean smiled, "'Kay, well Tris is ready to go. He's been watching cartoons and playing with toys." He placed a hand on Sam's stomach. "He was worried about ya'."
Sam frowned, "Why?"
"He asked why you were sick all the time and why you're always sleepin'. I had to explain to him that it's because of Baby here." He smiled.
Sam smiled, "Poor Peanut, I don't want him worryin' about me like that."
"I know me too and for now he's reassured that everything's fine. Now let's get ready."
The plans for the two weddings started as soon as the three Winchesters arrived. They talked more about Ash and Stacey's wedding since it was sooner than the brothers'. Two hours had passed by when they were actually finishing up. Tristan had been reading and playing with some toys.
Stacey spoke up, "Ok so the Priest confirmed, we have the location set, and everyone who's goin' RSVP'ed. Mom and Rachel are goin' to be makin' the food, so we don't have to worry about that." She marked everything off one by one in her checklist. "Me and the girls get our dresses tomorrow. You boys get your suits in two days, so don't forget."
"Perfect, so everythin's all set then." Ash smiled brightly. He couldn't wait to get married.
"Yup, Stace marked everythin' in her list. That should be all for you two. Now all ya' gotta do is wait for the big day." Sam replied.
"Speakin' of big day's. When is yours and Dean's?" Stacey asked.
Dean looked at Sam and then at Ash and Stacey, "We were thinking in August, he would be seven months along then."
"Aww you're gonna have a tummy for the wedding!" Stacey cooed.
Sam and Dean rolled their eyes, but still laughed along with Ash, "I guess I am…I think it's time for us to go, it's Peanut's naptime and I gotta make lunch."
Dean got Tristan from Ash and Stacey's room while Sam packed his things. They said bye to them and headed back home. While in the car Dean looked back at Tristan, who looked like he was about to fall asleep and then to Sam.
"I'll make lunch, it's my turn to cook today. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it."
Sam thought about what he really wanted and replied, "I want chocolate chip pancakes with sour cream and syrup lathered on them." He rubbed his stomach.
Dean was lucky he had just pulled up into their driveway or he would've crashed when Sam said his combination, "You want what?!" His eyes were wide.
Sam looked back at Tristan who was still drowsy, "Shh he's falling asleep. And I said that I want chocolate chip pancakes with sour cream and syrup on them. Is there somethin' wrong with that?"
"Uh no. Let's get him inside and lay him down so I can make your food. You barely have eaten anythin' today." Dean would not answer Sam's last question, he didn't want any of his brother's hormones to surface just yet.
During lunch Dean and Tristan looked at Sam like if were crazy. He was enjoying his meal, but looked puzzled when he noticed his lover and son staring at him.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" He wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Oh nothi…" Dean was cut off by Tristan.
"Daddy why you put white stuff on p'ncake?" Tristan's face scrunched up when his daddy took another bite.
"It's delicious baby, you wanna try it?" Sam held out a piece. Tristan shook his head and looked at Dean for help.
Dean took pity, "Uh Sammy you should eat it all, ya' need it. Tris has enough food in his plate."
Sam shrugged, "Okay, ya' guys don't know what you're missing."
Tristan and Dean looked at each other and shook their heads. Dean wondered how crazy Sam's cravings were going to get. Tristan wanted to get away from his daddy's lunch and go to sleep.
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Mike and Dean's friend and co-worker Alexander finally went on their date after getting to know each other by phone. Alexander paid for everything, even when Mike had offered. He treated Mike like a true gentleman and by the end of their date Mike knew he had found what he was missing. Alexander felt the same way and they agreed to have another date very, very soon. Mike made a mental note to thank Dean for introducing them.
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Later that night Sam was trying to get Tristan to fall asleep. He had taken a late nap and didn't want to go to bed. After reading him two bedtime stories Sam sat down on the rocking chair and laid Tristan in his arms.
Tristan sucked his thumb and looked up at Sam, "Daddy sing." He hadn't heard Sam sing ever since Dean had moved in.
Sam smiled at his son, "You miss my singing baby boy?" He ran his hand through his son's hair.
"Uh huh." He nodded.
"Okay let's see what should I sing?" He thought of a good lullaby.
Sam finally picked a lullaby and started to sing in a soft and gentle voice. Just as he had begun to sing, Dean appeared at the door. He stayed on the doorway listening. Sam's back was to him so his brother didn't notice him.
Dean was shocked, he couldn't believe that his Sammy could sing. Tristan and Bobby had told him that he could, but he had never heard him. His little brother had an amazing voice. A tear rolled down his cheek as Sam's singing came to an end.
Tristan had finally fallen asleep in Sam's arms. He got up and gently placed him in his big boy bed. He kissed his forehead and stayed looking at his son.
"Come say goodnight De." Sam knew that Dean had been at the door the whole time he was singing.
Dean looked startled, but then walked over to them. He bent down and mirrored what his brother had done, "G'night Champ."
The two of them walked out of the room silently and left the door opened slightly. In their room Dean couldn't stay quiet any longer.
"You have an awesome voice Sammy. You need to sing more often."
Sam blushed at the praise, "Thanks De…I used to sing to him every night before, but now he has the two of us and with one story he's knocked out."
"Well that's gonna change. I want ya' to sing every night from now on. I wanna hear your voice as you sing to our son and then to our new baby after it's born. Though I know, that Baby can hear ya' too." He smiled.
Sam wrapped his arms around his brother's neck and gave him a passionate kiss, "If that's what ya' want, then I'll happily sing to all of you."
"Mhmm I'd really love that." Dean led Sam to the bed, shedding their clothes as they went.
At the end they were wrapped around each other, asleep, each with a hand on Sam's tummy.
TBC...
