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Chapter Seven: Bakin' Like Apple Pie
The next morning Bobby was the first to wake. He smiled when he saw Tristan curled next to him. He gave him a kiss on the forehead then got up without waking him. Bobby got his needs done then went to the kitchen to start breakfast.
After a while Tristan woke up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He heard noise in the kitchen and went over there.
"Mornin' Granpa." He went up to Bobby.
Bobby put down what he was doing and picked Tristan up, "Mornin' TJ. Did ya' brush your teeth yet?"
He shook his head, "Nope."
"Well go do that and I'll serve ya' your breakfast." He put Tristan down and the little boy ran off to do what his grandfather said.
Bobby had cooked scrambled eggs with ham and cheese. Once Tristan was back, he sat him on his seat and placed his plate in front of him.
"Enjoy kiddo." He sat down after he prepared a plate for Sam and Dean.
"It yummy." Tristan said after taking a bite.
Bobby chuckled, "Good, now eat all of it."
They were halfway done by the time Dean appeared all sleep mussed.
"Mornin'." He ruffled Tristan's hair. Bobby nodded in answer.
"Mornin' Daddy De. Where Daddy?"
"He's resting Champ, remember he can't be out of bed for a while. We'll go take him his breakfast after we're done eating, since he's still asleep." He got his plate and sat down at the table. "This is delicious Bobby, as always."
"You're such a suck up Dean." Bobby laughed. "But thanks." Both men laughed.
Tristan looked from one family member to the other, "Daddy De what suck up?"
Dean's eyes went wide and Bobby laughed hard, "Uh…uh well it's when…Don't worry about it Tris, but don't call anybody that. Okay?"
"'Kay Daddy De." He kept eating his breakfast.
After Dean was done he placed his dish in the sink and heated up Sam's breakfast in the microwave.
"I'm going to go take sleeping beauty his breakfast."
Bobby chuckled, "Sleeping beauty? Don't let him hear you say that."
"He knows I call him that, especially with all the sleeping he's done since he's been pregnant." He filled a glass with orange juice.
"Yeah he was like that when he was pregnant with this little guy." He ruffled Tristan's hair then let him get off the chair.
Tristan went up to Dean and tugged on his shirt, "Daddy De, Daddy not a girl. He cants be sleepin' beauty." He frowned. Both men laughed, Tristan pouted. "What so funny?" He crossed his arms.
Both men sobered up at seeing the puppy eyes. They wondered if Sam had taught him how to perfect that look.
Dean kneeled in front of his son, "Sorry baby boy, we didn't mean to laugh…We weren't calling Daddy a girl. It's just an expression that's used when someone sleeps a lot."
"Yeah TJ, I'm sorry too. C'mon let's go get dressed. Remember I'm takin' ya' to the park." Bobby stood up and held out his hand for Tristan.
"Okie Granpa." He gave Dean a hug and kiss on the nose then took Bobby's hand.
Dean smiled, "You behave for Grandpa Bob, okay Champ?"
Tristan nodded, "Me know Daddy De." He rolled his eyes.
Dean chuckled then took Sam's breakfast to him. Sam was just waking up when he walked into the room.
"Mornin' Baby." Dean sat on the bed and gave Sam a kiss.
"Mornin'." He yawned. He tried to stand up.
"Hey what are you doing?" Dean was instantly at his side.
"I gotta pee, the baby is jumping on my bladder."
"Why didn't you say so in the first place?" He helped Sam to the bathroom.
Once Sam was done in the bathroom Dean helped him back to bed. He propped some pillows up so Sam could rest against them. Dean fed him his breakfast and Sam didn't complain. He did roll his eyes at his brother.
"Bobby's takin' Tris to the park in a little while." Dean stated as he put the empty plate and glass to the side.
"He's really missed him. It's been a few weeks since he's seen him." Sam layed on his good side.
"Yea' though he finally calmed down after he saw ya'. I've never seen Bobby so worried." Dean gently placed his hand on Sam's sore side. "How're ya' feelin' today? Your side not hurtin' as bad?"
"I'm feeling better. Yesterday was worse, but I still feel some pain…Also I didn't get the massage you promised or my dessert." He mock pouted.
Dean laughed, "Actually I did bring you your dessert, but you broke down and yeah…I guess Bobby checked on us last night and took the melted ice cream." He gave Sam a kiss. "As for the massage, I'll give you one later. I promise not to fall asleep."
"Okay, well I want my supposed to be dessert for lunch." He smiled.
"Whatever you want Sammy. Just stop getting creative with the food."
Sam gave Dean a hurt look, "You're such a jerk Dean. I thought we were done with this conversation last night."
Dean tried to kiss him, but Sam turned his head, "Aww c'mon Sammy, don't get mad."
"You're making fun of me." He sniffled.
"Oh shit Baby I didn't mean to make you cry." He kissed his damp cheeks. "I'm sorry. I promise to not make fun of your cravings anymore."
Sam looked up at him, "You promise?" His voice was shy.
"I promise Sammy." He wiped Sam's tears and gave him a kiss.
"Freaking hormones. Now I cry at the drop of a hat." He sniffled again.
Dean chuckled, "It's okay Baby. No one's making fun."
Sam nodded, "I know, I just don't like them." He closed his eyes.
"Get some rest Sammy. You need it." Dean kissed his forehead and gently pulled him closer.
"'Kay." Sam was about asleep already. He relaxed in Dean's arms.
Ten minutes later Bobby and Tristan walked into the room.
"How is he?" Bobby asked as Tristan climbed on the bed.
"He's alright just tired. He at least had breakfast."
"Daddy hurts?" Tristan asked wide eyed. He sat down next to Sam and layed a hand on the top of his head.
Dean smiled at his son, "Just a little Peanut. He'll be better after he gets some sleep."
Tristan gave Sam a kiss on the cheek then got off the bed, "Okay." He looked at Sam's belly and waved. "Bye Sister, I's goin' to the park with Granpa."
"Have fun you two." Dean ruffled Tristan's golden locks.
"Call me if ya' need anythin'." Bobby said from the doorway.
"'Kay Bobby."
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At the park Bobby helped Tristan on the slide.
"Be careful TJ." He went to stand at the bottom of the slide.
"Catch me Granpa!" Tristan yelled as he slid down the slide.
Bobby laughed and caught him as he came down. Tristan hugged him then pulled him towards the swings.
"Push me Granpa, push me!" He let go of Bobby and ran the rest of the way.
While Bobby was pushing Tristan he couldn't help but get emotional. He only showed his tender side to his grandson. He wished the guys lived closer so he could see them whenever.
"Is there anythin' else that you want to do kiddo?"
Tristan looked up at his grandpa and thought, "Uhh monkey bars?"
"Whatever ya' want baby boy. C'mon I'll help ya' on the monkey bars." He placed his grandson over his shoulders and headed toward the monkey bars.
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Sam and Dean were asleep when the doorbell rang. Both of them were roused from their slumber. Dean got up and went to get the door.
"Hey B." He let her in.
"Hey Dean, how are ya'?" She gave him a hug.
He smiled, "I'm better now that Sammy's home and healing. He's awake, so you can see him now." He led her to his and Sam's room. "Hey Sammy we got a visitor." He helped Sam sit up.
"Oh hey Bianca." Sam smiled. He felt better than earlier.
"Hey you, how are ya' feelin'?" She gave him a gentle hug.
"I'm doing good, just hurting a little." Sam was getting a little tired of repeating himself.
"And the baby?" She took out a folder out of her bag.
"Baby is perfectly healthy. Thankfully she didn't get hurt." He rubbed his stomach.
Bianca smiled at the movement, "That's very good."
Dean sat down next to his brother, "What's the folder for?"
Bianca opened the folder and smiled, "I guess Sam didn't get to tell ya'…These are the papers you guys need to sign and that beautiful house we saw the other day is completely yours." She handed them the papers.
The guys looked through them and smiled brightly, "Where do we sign?"
She laughed at them and showed them where, "Here's a pen."
The guys took turns signing then handed the papers back to Bianca. She in turn put them away and handed them the keys to the house.
"You can start moving in whenever you want. I'll take care of the sale of this house."
"Thanks B. Sammy wait til' we tell Peanut and Bobby." Dean was glad to have one worry out of the way.
"They're going to be surprised." Sam smiled.
"Well I'm goin' to take these papers to the office. Let me know if you have any questions and take care Sam." She hugged both guys and Dean let her out.
Once back in the room Dean kissed Sam, "We got a house Sammy!"
Sam laughed at him, "We sure do De."
"Bobby's picking out the stuff for his room."
"Okay…While you mind decorate our house, can you please prepare me my ice cream." Sam broke Dean out of his thoughts.
Dean stayed quiet about the ice cream, "Okay Sammy." He left the room and went to the kitchen.
Dean returned a few minutes later with Sam's craving. He sat down and handed his little brother the bowl.
"Thanks De." He smiled and gave his brother a kiss.
"No problem Sammy." He cringed as Sam had his first taste.
Sam moaned in delight, "Mmm it's delicious. You should try it De."
Dean's face scrunched up, "No thanks Sam, just eat your snack."
"Well that's more for us baby girl." He enjoyed his ice cream.
After Sam finally had his craving he curled up against Dean.
"Hey De, Rachel wants to make Italian food for the wedding. She wants to know if we're okay with that."
"Hell yeah it's okay with me. I love any type of food."
"Yeah? Even sushi?" Sam grinned.
"Now don't be too hasty. I meant real food."
"Dude sushi is food and it tastes good." Sam chuckled.
"Whatever you say Sammy." Dean ran his hand up and down his back.
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After Bobby and Tristan had lunch at the diner they headed back home. Tristan couldn't wait to tell his daddies and sister all about his day and the fun he had, had with his grandpa. Sam and Dean were in deep conversation when Tristan and Bobby walked into their room.
"Daddies! Sister!" Tristan ran towards the bed.
"Hey Champ." Dean laughed as he lifted Tristan off the floor and sat him on his lap. He gave the top of his head a kiss.
Sam smiled at them, "Did you have fun with your Grandpa?"
"Uh huh! He's helped me on monkey bars!"
"That kid's gonna be hangin' upside down on em' pretty soon." Bobby added.
The guys laughed. Sam rubbed his belly, "He's gonna be a monkey like we were."
"Definitely." Dean agreed. "Oh, by the way we have some news for ya'."
Bobby sat at the end of the bed, "What is it?"
Dean looked at Tristan and Bobby and smiled brightly, "We bought a new house just a couple of houses away from this one. It's two storeys and there's a room for everyone. That means you too Bobby. You're pickin' out your furniture and everything."
Bobby's eyes were wide, "Are ya' serious? When did you two go house huntin'?"
Sam chuckled at his friend's reaction, "We've been lookin' at houses for weeks, but we never found the right one until a couple of days ago. We just signed the papers today."
"Yeah and when Sammy's better, we can start moving our stuff to the new house." Dean added.
"Well I'll stay and help out with that. Sam needs his rest either way and he can't be doin' any heavy liftin'."
"Hey I can still help with some things." Sam defended.
Bobby chuckled, "I know, but you'll be carryin' the lightest things in this house, like pillows."
"He's right Sammy and thanks Bobby. I'll really need your help."
The whole time Tristan was silent. He just looked at his family confused at what they talked about.
"Daddy? Daddy De?"
All three men looked at Tristan. They had wondered why the little boy had been so quiet this whole time.
Sam looked at him worriedly, "What is it Peanut?"
"What new house?" Tristan frowned.
"We're going to live in a new house Baby. You're gonna have a bigger room than the one you have now and an even bigger backyard." Sam smiled.
Tristan's lower lip trembled, "But I's wike this house."
Dean hugged him, "I know you're used to this house, but with your baby sister coming we needed a bigger house. The two of ya' get your own room and even Grandpa Bob get's one." He wiped away Tristan's tears.
Tristan just nodded and layed his head on Dean's shoulder. He sniffled and closed his eyes. The guys realized that he was tired and that he would feel better after a nap.
Dean rubbed his back and stood up, "I'll be back, I'm going to put him down for his nap."
Bobby turned his attention to Sam after Dean had walked out, "Yeah he did wear himself out in the park and at lunch. He kept talkin' about his sister and everything he wanted to show her."
"I can't wait to see his reaction when he sees her for the first time." Sam smiled.
"I wanna see that too. So how are ya' feelin'?"
"Better. Sleeping did me some good."
"Good." Both of them looked up when Dean walked back into the room.
"I guess we're going to have some trouble with the moving." Dean referred to Tristan.
"He'll be fine. After he takes his nap we'll talk to him about the house again. You know how cranky and upset he gets before naptime." Sam assured.
"I guess. Maybe I can take him to the house tomorrow so that he gets to see the rooms and stuff."
"That sounds like a good idea De." Sam agreed.
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A couple of hours later Tristan walked into his parents' room all ready for bed. Dean picked him up and placed him in between him and Sam.
"Grandpa get ya' all ready for bed I see." Sam smiled and hugged his son. "Hey Peanut your Daddy De is gonna take ya' to see the new house tomorrow. You'll get to pick out your room."
Tristan still didn't like that they were moving, "I's don't wanna go." He pouted.
"But Champ just come with me to see the house and then you can say if ya' like it or not…I think that you'll like it once ya' see it." Dean insisted.
"So what do ya' say baby boy? You'll go with your Daddy De?" Sam placed a stray lock behind Tristan's ear.
He squeezed his teddy bear tight, "Okie Daddy." He mumbled.
"Cheer up little guy, I promise that you'll like it." Dean smiled.
Tristan looked at Sam's belly and forgot about the house, "When Sister comin'? I's wanna play with her."
The guys chuckled at the subject change. He was more and more like both of them every passing day. They wondered how their little girl would be.
"You gotta wait about four more months Tris. She's still baking in Daddy's tummy, just like a nice apple pie. She'll come out when she's ready." Dean explained.
Sam chuckled, "Now look who has cravings."
"Hey I ain't topping my pie with anything but whipped cream." Dean defended.
"Uh huh, okay De."
Dean stuck his tongue out at him and turned his attention back to Tristan, "Say goodnight to Daddy, it's bedtime. Remember Grandpa Bob is reading you a bedtime story."
Tristan hugged and kissed Sam, "G'night Daddy." Then he kissed the belly. "G'night Sister." He then jumped into Dean's arms. "G'night Daddy De."
"G'night Peanut." The guys laughed as Tristan ran out of the room.
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Dean helped Sam with his shower then to bed. Bobby had already said goodnight to them. Dean got Sam settled in bed and got the cocoa butter.
"Hey Sammy you think you can sit for a bit so I can massage your back?"
Sam nodded, "Yeah, just help me up."
Dean sat him up and got behind him, "You're gonna feel so much better after this." He squeezed some lotion into in his hands, rubbed them together, and started to massage Sam's lower back.
"Mmm that feels good De, my back was feeling sore too."
"Why didn't you tell me? I would've given ya' a massage earlier." He put emphasis on the tense muscles on Sam's back.
Sam shrugged slightly, "Sorry, I'm just used to taking the pain. Last time I didn't…well you know." He looked down.
Dean understood, "And nobody ever offered to help ya' out?"
"Well Mike helped once or twice, but that was when the throbbing was unbearable." Sam grabbed one of Dean's hands and kissed it. "I only really wanted you to take care of me."
Dean kissed the back of Sam's neck, "What did you do when the pain was really bad Baby? I know there had to be plenty of times that you were sore."
"I just would walk around or sit on the rocking chair til' the throbbing calmed down to a tolerable level."
"From now on you tell me when you need massage or when you have some pain. There's no need for you to hold in the pain anymore." He moved away from Sam. "Okay now let's lay ya' down on your side. I'll be real gentle there."
After Dean was finished with Sam's side, he layed him on his good side and settled down beside him. Sam felt relieved.
"Thanks Baby, I really needed that." He layed his head on Dean's chest.
"It was nothin' baby boy." He kissed his lover.
They laid in silence for a while. Dean had a hand on Sam's bump. He felt the little girl kick once in a while.
"Hey De?" Sam broke the silence.
"Yeah Sammy?"
"Now I want apple pie."
Dean chuckled, "Ya' know that I'm gonna have to go to the store to get it right?"
"Ooh if ya' go, can you get some peanut butter…oh and some peaches."
Dean groaned, "You're lucky that I'm madly in love with you."
Sam smiled and kissed him, "Aww I love you too. You don't have to go right now. I can wait til' tomorrow."
"Good 'cause I really don't wanna move right now."
Sam shook his head, "Well lazy you better get some for us tomorrow." He laughed at Dean's expression.
"Okay Sammy." He tried to hide his smile, but couldn't. He would get Sammy whatever he wanted and Sam knew it.
TBC…
