A/N: I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to post a new chapter, but I started online classes and I'm getting used to them. Well here it is, hope ya' like :)
Chapter Five: Five Months and Counting
Tristan was at Gretchen and Caitlin's house playing with his LEGO's on the floor with both girls.
"Are ya' excited that you're having a little sister?" Caitlin asked.
Tristan looked up at her and nodded enthusiastically, "Uh huh! I's talks to Sister evewyday."
"Ya' do?" Gretchen smiled.
"Yea', Daddy De tells her stowies and he tells Daddy to sing to Sister too." He picked up a LEGO and connected it to another piece.
"Aww that's so cute." Both girls gushed.
Tristan giggled and kept playing with them.
Dean was working at the shop when he got a call from Bianca. She'd been helping the Winchester brothers find a house for the past month.
"Hello?" Dean gruffly answered.
"Hello Dean, it's Bianca."
"Oh hey, what's goin' on?" He perked up.
"Well I found ya' guys a house that's near your neighborhood. It's a two storey house with four rooms. Also it's right in the price range that you guys wanted. All you need to do is go and check it out and see if ya' like it." She smiled.
"Really? I can't wait to tell Sammy. We'll go check it out as soon as possible." Dean was excited.
"I suggest that you guys go see it tomorrow. This house is probably gonna sell quickly." Bianca warned.
"Okay I'll let Sammy know and we'll go see it tomorrow."
"Okay just call me when you're heading over and I'll meet up with ya' guys."
"'Kay we'll see ya' then." They said bye and hung up.
Dean couldn't wait to see the house. He and Sammy had seen a couple, but hadn't liked them. He hoped that this was the one. They only had four more months to get the nursery ready. They had a bought a few things and were going to use Tristan's old baby furniture. They were trying to decide on what the theme of the room was going to be.
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Sam was at work tending to a customer when Rachel went up to him.
"Hey Sam, how ya' feelin'?"
"I'm doing good. Now that the morning sickness is barely happening I feel so much better." He smiled.
"That's good. Anyways I was wonderin' if you and Dean like Italian food?"
"Dean eats anything and I love Italian. Why?"
"I was thinkin' of makin' Italian for your wedding. Can't you believe that it's only two months away?" She gushed. "It's like seeing one of my own kids gettin' married."
Sam smiled, "We would love it, thanks for doing this Rachel…We're excited, everything's almost ready."
"That's wonderful. Just lemme know if ya' guys need help." Rachel patted his shoulder and walked away.
Sam couldn't wait til' their wedding. He still needed to get fitted for his tux, Dean and Tristan had theirs ready. Bobby was going to walk Sam down the aisle. They had the guest list done. Missouri had found them the perfect location in Lawrence. It was the same place that their parents got had gotten married.
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Dean got home and found Sam napping with Tristan in their room. He smiled at the sight and looked at his watch. He sighed, knowing that it was going to be impossible to get Tristan to sleep later on. Dean sat down next to them.
"Wakey, wakey you two." He gently nudged them.
"…" Both of them stirred, but didn't wake.
"C'mon sleepyheads." He nudged them again.
"Hmm…" Sam woke up first. "De?"
Dean leaned down and kissed him, "Hey Sammy. About time ya' woke up."
Sam glared at him, "I deserved a nap today." He looked down at Tristan.
Dean followed Sam's gaze, he shook his son again, "Hey Champ time to wake up."
Tristan finally woke up. He stretched his little body, "Daddy De." He yawned.
"Hey baby boy." Dean tickled his sides. "C'mon get up, we're goin' out to eat."
Tristan shook his head, "No."
The guys chuckled and got up. Dean picked Tristan up to wake him. Reluctantly the little boy fully woke up. All of them freshened up and headed to Burger King. Dean told Sam about the phone call he had, had with Bianca. Sam was excited to see the house just like Dean was. Sam had been worried that they weren't going to find a house before the baby's birth.
The next day Sam and Dean called Bianca, then made their way to the house. The guys had a good feeling about it. They waited on the driveway for Bianca to arrive with the keys of the house.
"Cross your fingers Sammy." Dean wrapped an arm around Sam's waist.
Sam leaned against him, "They're already crossed."
Five minutes later Bianca arrived. She could tell the guys were anxious to see the inside of the house already.
"So you guys ready?" She grinned.
"Hell yea' we're ready!" Dean exclaimed.
"Well let's not keep you two waiting." Bianca chuckled. She unlocked the door and let them in.
Once inside the guys took the liberty to walk around. Sam went straight upstairs while Dean looked around the downstairs. Bianca told Dean about the previous owners and why they had decided to sell.
Downstairs the living room was spacious. The kitchen and dining room were a nice size. The backyard was big, he could see the place being cluttered with outdoor toys for their kids. Dean couldn't wait to see the upstairs.
Upstairs Sam checked all the rooms. He loved how big the master bedroom was. Even the joint bathroom had a big bathtub that he could fit in comfortably. He liked the fact that the rooms were near each other. There was a room for Tristan, the nursery, and even a room for Bobby or anyone else who would visit.
As Sam was coming out of one of the rooms Dean had made his way upstairs and was checking out the rooms. Sam went downstairs to really take a look around since he hadn't when he walked in.
Dean found Sam out in the backyard. He wrapped his arms around him, "So what do you think Sammy?"
"I love it De, it's perfect. I can see our kids growing up here…What do you think?" He turned in Dean's arms.
"It's what we've been looking for and I love it too. The price is in our range and we're not moving that far." He smiled. "Bobby's gonna love that he gets a room instead of the sofa."
Bianca found them talking about the house and what they could do with the nursery.
"So boys, is this house a keeper?" She smiled.
Both guys looked at her and smiled brightly, "Yes, we'll take it!"
"Awesome! Well I'll get the paperwork ready and I'll go over to your house so you can sign them." She led them out of the house and locked the door behind them.
Once they were near their cars Bianca let them know that the house would be theirs between a week or two. The brothers were happy upon hearing that. They thanked Bianca, then headed back home.
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That night the guys layed in bed talking.
"I can't wait to move into the new house." Sam curled himself more around Dean.
Dean held him tighter, "Me either…I hope Tristan doesn't have any trouble adjusting to the new house."
"I think he will have trouble at first, but he'll get used to the house." Sam assured.
"Yea'…So have you thought of a theme for the nursery?"
Sam shrugged, "I thought of some, but I don't know. Have you thought of anything?" Sam really wanted Dean to have the choice this time.
Dean blushed, "Umm…I kinda did think of one…" He was glad Sammy couldn't see his face.
Sam looked up at him, "Well?"
"Uh what…what do ya' think about fairies?" He turned crimson.
He thought it over and smiled, "I love it De."
"Awesome. We'll start getting things after we're at the new house." He smiled and kissed his brother.
"Okay ya' mushball." Sam giggled.
Dean chuckled, "Shuddup bitch."
"Jerk."
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Three days later Bianca called Sam since he was off and told him that the papers were ready for them to sign. Sam lit up like a Christmas tree at hearing the news. He told Bianca that he would tell Dean when he got home and they would sign them the next day. She said okay and they hung up. Sam went into Tristan's room and found him drawing a picture. He smiled when he saw that it was a picture of their family, including Bobby and the new baby.
"Hey Peanut what'cha up to?" Sam kneeled down next to him.
"I's dwawing a picture Daddy." Tristan held the picture out to Sam.
"It looks beautiful Tris." He ruffled his hair. "Hey ya' wanna go play outside for a while?"
Tristan nodded eagerly, "Uh huh." He got up and got his ball while Sam put away his art supplies. He left the drawing on the little table.
Father and son played outside until the heat made them thirsty. Sam went inside and got them some water. They drank til' they were satisfied, then Sam took their glasses inside. When he went back outside he left the sliding door open a bit just in case the phone rang. The two played for a while longer until Sam got tired.
Sam stood next to the step that led them inside, "Peanut time to go inside!" Sam called out.
Tristan put down his ball and started running full speed towards Sam. All of a sudden the phone rang and Sam looked back. He forgot that Tristan was running towards him until he felt him crash into him. He wasn't prepared for Tristan's weight and tripped on the step. Tristan managed to maintain his balance. Sam wasn't as lucky and fell on his side, also hitting the side of his belly on the hard concrete. He cried out in pain and tried to breathe through it when he noticed Tristan's wide eyes and frightened face.
"I's sowwy Daddy! I sowwy!" He started to cry.
Sam slowly sat up, the pain on his side still bad, "Shh…it's okay Peanut. Daddy's okay." He assured. "Tris remember how I taught you…you how to call Uncle Ash on the phone?" He waited til' Tristan nodded. "Okay go get my phone and call him. Tell him to come over, that I need help."
"O…okie Daddy." Tristan ran inside and did what he was told. He ran back out with the phone, he sat down and hugged Sam.
Sam did his best to hold on the pain so he wouldn't scare Tristan. He hoped Ash would get there soon. He was afraid that the baby was hurt and in danger.
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When Ash got Tristan's tear-filled call he immediately got his shoes on and keys and ran out the door. Something bad must have happened to Sam if he needed help. He rushed to Sam and Dean's house and quickly opened the door with the spare key that the brothers had given him.
"Sam?! Tristan?!" He called out when he saw no one.
"We're outside!" Sam called out in relief.
Ash ran through the house and was shocked to find Sam on the ground, "What happened?!" Tristan moved out of the way and Ash helped Sam stand up.
Sam groaned in pain and held his stomach, "Ow…I…I tripped on the step on and fell on my side."
"Is my fauwt!" Tristan started to cry again.
Sam held his hand out to Tristan, "It's not your fault Baby. It was an accident." He squeezed his son's hand reassuringly. "Ash I really…need to get to the hospital."
Ash nodded and hurriedly got Sam and a still upset Tristan into the car. He rushed to the hospital and waited til' they were helping Sam before he sat in the waiting room with Tristan. Before anything he called Dean to let him know what had happened and where they were. Dean let him know that he was on his way.
Ash hugged his nephew, who was on his lap, "Hey TJ, tell your Uncle Ash what happened."
Tristan layed his head on Ash's shoulder and tearfully started to talk, "Daddy and me were pwaying and…and…Daddy says we's had to go inside and…and I's made him fall…" He started to cry.
Ash held him tighter and kissed the top of his head, "Shh TJ, your Daddy Sam is right. It was an accident, you didn't mean for it to happen…Everythin' is 'kay now. Your Daddy and your sister are fine." He rubbed his back and kept reassuring him.
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Dean's knees almost buckled when he heard Ash give him the news on the phone. He knew he was in no condition to drive. He asked Alexander if he could drive him. After hearing what had happened and the distress in Dean's voice, he agreed.
Alex tried to calm Dean down as he drove him to the hospital, "Everything is goin' to be okay Dean. Your Sammy and baby are goin' to be fine."
"They gotta be fine, they just…" Dean looked out the window.
After getting to the hospital, Alex left Dean at the door and went to look for a parking spot.
Dean rushed inside and looked around until he found Ash. Ash saw him and stood with Tristan in his arms. The little boy tightened his hold on him.
"What's going on? Have they told you anything yet?" Dean immediately asked.
Ash shook his head, "Nothin' yet dude. Ashley got called in and she's checkin' him."
Dean nodded, then looked worriedly at his son. He knew he felt responsible from what Ash had told him. He held his arms out and Ash transferred Tristan to him, "Hey little guy…"
Dean didn't even get to finish his sentence when Tristan started to cry, "I's sowwy Daddy…I's sowwy!"
"Shh Champ…None of this is your fault. Your Uncle told me what happened." His heart ached even more as his son kept crying.
Alex joined them in the waiting room a little bit later, he called Mike to let him know where he was at and what had happened. Mike told him to keep him updated. Dean held Tristan as he cried himself to sleep. Everyone was waiting anxiously for someone to come out and give them some news on Sam and the baby. Dean never prayed, but he found himself praying that his brother and their daughter were alright.
Thirty minutes later Ashley came out to the waiting room. All three men stood up.
Before anyone could ask, Ashley smiled, "They're both goin' to be fine. Sam's side is goin' to be a little bruised, but luckily nothin' happened to the baby. She's healthy and Sam is just goin' to feel sore for a couple of days."
Dean let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, "Oh thank God! Can we see him?"
"Yea' he's in room seventy-five."
"Thanks Ashley." Dean gave a small smile, then made his way to the room with Tristan in his arms. He didn't want to let go of his little boy.
Ash, Alex, and Ashley stayed in the waiting room conversing. Ash told Ashley and Alex about Tristan. They felt bad for the little boy.
Dean adjusted Tristan on his hip and slowly opened the door. He never liked hospitals, especially when his baby brother was one of the patients.
Sam's eyes were closed, but he opened them when he felt someone give him a kiss on the forehead. He smiled when he saw that it was his Dean.
Dean smiled back, "Hey Baby, how ya' feelin'?"
"My side feels sore, but I'm good. I'm just relieved that our little girl is okay." He looked at Tristan. "How is he?"
Dean sighed sadly, "Not so good. He's blaming himself. He cried himself to sleep."
Sam slowly moved over and patted the bed, "Put him here."
Dean did as he was told, then sat down on the chair next to the bed. Sam held Tristan close to him. He looked up and noticed how upset his lover looked.
"De, are you okay?"
Dean looked at him, "Oh God Sammy. When Ash called me, all I could think about was the worst…My mind got stuck on the words accident and Sam..." His eyes got watery, but he wiped his eyes.
"C'mere De." Sam patted the other side of the bed.
Dean curled up against Sam, one hand rubbing Sam's belly, "I'm gonna take care of both of you til' you're healed."
Sam kissed him, "Mother-hen away. I won't complain."
Dean raised an eyebrow, "Ya' are?" He was surprised.
"Yup. I know I must've really scared ya' today and so…unless you want me to complain?" Sam tried to keep a straight face.
"Oh Hell no, ya' can't take it back now. I'm holding you to it." Dean shook his head and chuckled.
Sam laughed. He was happy he cheered his brother up for the time being, "Okay, okay big brother."
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Sam was kept overnight for observation, but was let go early the next morning. Tristan had stayed with Ash and Stacey, while Dean stayed with Sam. Tristan was still clearly upset. Whenever Stacey or Ash would ask him something, the little boy would stay quiet. They were going to let the brothers know about Tristan's silence.
Dean had just settled Sam on the bed when Stacey and Ash arrived with Tristan. They had walked in using the spare key. Tristan was in Stacey's arms, he was sucking his thumb and clinging tightly to his bear. They greeted the guys and sat around the bed.
"Hey." The guys replied. Sam felt tired.
"How ya' feelin' Sam?" Stacey asked.
"I'm okay, mostly sore." He shifted to a more comfortable position. "Hey Peanut. C'mere baby boy." Sam held his arms out.
Tristan slowly got out of Stacey's hold and slowly made his way to his dad. He crawled into Sam's arms and hid his face in the crook of Sam's neck. He didn't say a word. Sam and Dean looked at each other worriedly and then at Stacey and Ash. Stacey pulled Dean out of the room. Ash stayed with Sam and Tristan.
"Stacey what's going on?" Dean asked immediately.
"When Ash brought him home he was cryin' and kept sayin' sorry…Then he just stopped talkin' and has been holding on to his teddy bear."
Dean ran his hand through his hair, "Me and Sammy will talk to him. Poor little tyke, he shouldn't be feelin' like that."
"Oh and Bobby's on his way." Stacey added.
Dean's eyebrows rose to his hairline, "Oh okay. He does know that Sammy and the baby are fine right?"
"Yea', but he still wanted to come over and see for himself." She smiled. "He's just as stubborn as you guys."
He smiled, "True."
They went back into the room and found Sam and Ash talking about the house the guys were going to move into. They looked up when they saw Dean and Stacey.
"Baby we should go and let the guys rest." Stacey said.
"'Kay. Well we'll talk to ya' guys later. Let us know of ya' need anythin'" Ash got up from the bed and stood next to his wife. He wrapped an arm around her waist.
Both guys smiled, "We will and thanks for taking care of Tris."
"No problem, now we'll see ourselves out and lock the door." They waved and walked out.
The guys waited til' they heard the door close before they focused their attention on their son. He was still clinging to Sam. Dean sat down next to them and rubbed Tristan's back.
"Hey Champ, we gotta talk to ya' okay?" Dean kissed the back of his head.
Tristan nodded and looked at his dads sadly, "I sowwy." His eyes got watery.
Dean pulled him into his arms, "Baby boy, you have nothin', and I mean nothin' to be sorry about." Tristan started to cry.
"Your Daddy De is right Peanut. You didn't mean to run into me like that. It was an accident baby boy, we're not mad at ya'. We don't want you to be upset, your sister is fine. Doctor Ashley said she was very healthy." He grabbed one of Tristan's hands.
Tristan had big fat tears rolling down his cheeks, "Re…really?"
Sam nodded and placed Tristan's hand on his belly, "She's right here baby boy, nice and safe."
Tristan finally started to believe his parents, "Sister okies." He carefully hugged the belly and placed a kiss on it. "I's love you Sister." Sam and Dean got choked up.
"Ya'…ya' okay now Champ?" Dean rubbed his little arm.
He sniffled, "Uh huh…" He still felt bad, but was realizing that it really was an accident.
For a while all three Winchesters laid in bed. Sam first read a book while the other two listened. Then Dean colored with Tristan while Sam watched them.
Dean and Tristan were busy drawing the Impala when Sam stiffened and gasped. Dean noticed and was worried immediately.
"Sammy you okay? Is…is it the baby?" Tristan looked at Sam.
Sam met Dean's worried gaze with eyes shiny with tears, "Yes it's the baby…She kicked. She kicked De."
Dean's eyes were wide with shock, "Really Sammy? Where?" He placed a hand on Sam's belly.
Sam smiled and moved Dean's hand a little off the center, "Just wait."
Dean did as he was told, then he felt it. A little flutter, "Is that…" He had tears in his eyes. "That's our baby."
Tears were rolling down Sam's cheeks, he was excited that Dean got to feel their baby move, "Yea' De, our baby girl." He smiled at Tristan. "C'mere Tris, ya' gotta feel this too."
Dean sat Tristan on his lap and placed his hand where his was just a minute ago, "Just leave your hand there and wait."
Tristan nodded and waited. He looked at his parents confused, but then he felt some movement under his hand, "What that?" His eyes were wide.
The guys chuckled. Dean squeezed him tight, "That was your baby sister. She's moving around in your Daddy's tummy."
"Hi Sister!...Don't kick Daddy hard." He left his hand on the spot where the baby was kicking.
Dean looked at his little brother, "Oh God Sammy, I felt her. I got to feel our little girl move." He kissed him passionately. "I love you little brother."
"I love you too Dean." He kissed him back just as passionately, then they looked back down at Tristan.
"Ya' havin' fun there Tris?" Dean chuckled.
"Uh huh. She movin' lots." He giggled.
The guys spent their time enjoying the first movements of the little girl inside of Sam. Dean then noticed Sam begin to yawn and show some discomfort.
"Hey I think we should get some rest, especially you Daddy. Bobby should be here soon and you need to heal." He started to put away Tristan's stuff that was on the bed.
Sam didn't argue, "I am kinda tired." He got himself comfortable and let Tristan curl into him.
"Good, 'cause you're nappin' whether you wanted to or not." Dean layed down and got close to his family.
Sam stuck his tongue out and chuckled, "Uh huh."
TBC...
