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Chapter Thirteen: Baby Shower and Fingerpainting
Sam was at Benny's in one of the booths, Tristan colored next to him. Rachel noticed and walked up to them.
"Samuel Winchester what are ya' doin' here, you know you're on maternity leave." She chided.
"I brought Peanut here for breakfast, right baby?" He patted Tristan's head.
"Uh huh, we's borded and hungwy."
Rachel reached over and picked him up, "Your Daddy bein' good? He's not makin' himself tired?"
"Yea', he be sittin' all the time. Daddy De no let him cawwy me no more." He pouted.
Rachel smiled, "Aww he'll be able to carry ya' after your sister is born. Right now your Daddy's not allowed to carry anythin' heavier than an apple. You have to be Daddy's little helper. Can ya' do that?"
The little boy nodded, "Daddy De say that to me too."
"Good, you're bein' a great big brother already." She placed him on Sam's lap. "I'll see ya' guys later."
"Kay Rach." Sam smiled. "You ready to go to the park baby?" He placed Tristan on the floor and picked up the coloring book and crayons.
Tristan looked up at his pregnant father wide-eyed, "Daddy yous 'llowed to go to the park?"
Sam laughed and led them out of the diner after they said goodbye to everybody, "Peanut of course I'm allowed to go to the park. You're the one who's going to be playing, I'm gonna be watching you from the bench."
"But Daddy De say you 'posed to be restin'." He frowned as Sam buckled him up.
He sighed, "Don't worry about me baby, when I was pregnant with you I did more than I'm doing now. Also I'm not tiring myself, okay?"
"Okie Daddy."
Sam and Tristan had already been at the park half an hour when Alex plopped himself next to Sam.
"Hey Sam."
Sam smiled at him, "Hey Alex what's up?"
"Nothin', today's my day off and I was just walkin' around." He shrugged.
Sam narrowed his eyes, "And who sent ya' to check up on me?"
Alex looked sheepish, "Mike…He uh overheard ya' at Benny's and…"
"I just don't get why everyone is acting like I'm made of glass. When I was eight months pregnant with Tristan they didn't smother me so friggin' much." He shook his head.
"Yeah, but last time Dean wasn't here to recruit people for the cause. Your husband worries about ya' and likes to make sure you're okay at all times."
"He's taking it over the top again. I still have a month to go before I give birth. I'm gonna have to talk to him when he gets home."
"Just be easy on him, he's new to this."
"I know that's why I have to talk to him. He means well so I won't chew him out like last time." He smiled.
"Unky A!" Tristan ran up to Alex.
"Hey there Peanut." Alex picked him up and settled him on his lap. "You bein' good for Sam?"
Tristan rolled his eyes. He was tired of everybody asking him the same thing, "Yea' I's be good."
Sam and Alex bit the inside of their cheeks so they wouldn't laugh, "Well that's great little guy, go keep on playin'."
He squirmed until Alex let him down and ran back to the playground, "Bye!"
"You're the fourth person today that asks him that. He's well behaved and he knows it. Plus that's Dean's attitude shining through."
Alex chuckled, "Dean says that the attitude comes from you."
"Oh really? Actually I think it comes from both of us. We're both pretty stubborn." Sam grinned.
"I've noticed."
"So how are things with Mike?" He rubbed his belly.
Alex's smile was bright, "Things are great. I'm glad your hubby introduced us. He's everything I've been lookin' for in a guy. He actually believes in a serious relationship unlike my ex boyfriends."
"Mike is amazing. He was looking for the same thing as you, but I couldn't give him that."
"He told me about you two. He knew you really were in love with Dean even though you left. He said that he could see it in your eyes whenever you talked about him."
Sam looked down, "Yeah…I told him from the beginning that I still loved Dean. In the end he realized that even though I tried so hard to make it work between us, I just couldn't stop loving Dean."
Alex patted his shoulder, "I know and we're all happy that you and Dean could work it out."
Sam smiled then looked down at his watch, "We should get going. Peanut's nap is soon and I think I might take one also."
"Okay. It was nice talkin' to ya', we don't get moments like these a lot." He gave Sam a one-armed hug.
"We should do this again sometime." Sam smiled as he stood up with some struggle. "Peanut time to go!"
Tristan ran up to the adults. Sam craved to carry his son, but restrained himself. Alex hugged them and said his goodbyes. Sam and Tristan made their way to the car.
"Ya' wanna take a nap with me today?" He strapped Tristan into his seat.
"Yea'. Jewybean sweepy too?" He stuck his thumb in his mouth.
Sam pulled it out, "Your hands are dirty baby don't stick them in your mouth okay and yeah your sister's sleepy too." He ruffled Tristan's hair.
By the time Dean got home from work he found Sam asleep in their bed and Tristan watching cartoons next to him. He went and sat over on Tristan's side.
"Daddy De yous home." Tristan whispered as he hugged and kissed his father.
"Hey champ, how are ya'?" Dean also whispered.
"Good. Daddy took me to the park." He looked over at Sam.
"So I've heard. Did you have fun?"
"Uh huh, I's pwayed in the sand and on the slide."
"Nice. How long have you two been home?" Dean picked up Tristan and walked downstairs to the living room.
"A vewy long time." Daddy an' Jewybean are vewy sweepy."
Dean smiled, "Let's let them sleep a little more. I'm gonna start dinner and you can go get some toys and quietly play down here."
"Okie Daddy De." He went upstairs to get one of his books.
Dean watched him go then headed to the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner. Chicken tenders and French fries sounded good to him. He took out a bottle of chocolate syrup just for Sam who said fries needed ketchup with chocolate.
"Hey kiddo, go put your book away and wash up while I go wake Daddy."
Tristan closed his book and went straight up to his room. Dean smiled at the sight of Sam asleep with a hand resting on his belly. He sat down next to him.
"Sammy." He leaned down and gave him a chaste kiss.
"…" Sam turned towards his voice, but didn't wake.
"It's time to wake up baby." He caressed Sam's face.
"Hmm…De?" Sam slowly opened his eyes.
"Yeah baby it's me." He smiled. "C'mon wakey wakey."
"But I'm so tired…" He yawned as he sat up.
"Maybe it was that trip to Benny's and to the park that wore ya' out." Dean crossed his arms. "I thought you said you were staying home today."
Sam looked sheepish, "Yeah but…I didn't want Peanut to be cooped up here all day."
"He wasn't going to be cooped up as you say. Peanut has a lot of toys and DVD's to entertain himself with. He can also play outside in the backyard."
"I know that, but I wanted to take him to the park for a bit."
"Sam you're supposed to be resting, Jellybean arrives in a month and you need all the rest you can get."
He huffed, "Dean I'm okay. I know I need rest and I have been doing that. But I just can't stay in this house until she's born, I'll go crazy." He took Dean's hands in his. "Baby I still went out once in a while when I was pregnant with Tristan. A little outing is good for me."
Dean squeezed Sam's hands, "I know I'm being a pain in the ass, but I just feel out of my element here. I read the book you gave me, but I still don't know what to expect, a book can't explain that to me. I just want your pregnancy to go smoothly and without complications."
"Babe it's in your nature to worry. How about next time I just text you to tell you where I'll be. That way you won't have to send Mike and Alex to check up on me." He grinned at Dean's blush.
"Okay…Now let's go eat, Peanut must be wonderin' what's taking us so long." He kissed Sam before helping him out of bed.
"What did ya' cook?"
"Chicken tenders and fries. The little guy looked hungry so I made a fast meal."
"Daddy you awake." Tristan walked up to them.
"Yeah I guess I was really tired today." He smiled at his son. "C'mon let's go sit while Daddy De serves us dinner."
"Hey what do you guys think I am? Your servant?" Dean mock glared.
Sam and Tristan laughed at Dean and rushed to the table, Tristan at a faster pace than Sam.
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Dean strapped Tristan into his seat then got into the driver's seat.
"Those were some nice books that you picked out for your sister champ."
"Jewybean not have lots of books. I's reads to her."
"I bet your Daddy's really gonna love those. He's a bookworm just like you." Dean grinned.
"What's bookworm?" Tristan looked confused. "Worms can read?"
Dean chuckled, "No, it's someone who loves to read like you and Daddy."
"Oh okie." He looked over at the gift bag full of children's books. "Jewybean bookworm?"
"I don't know kiddo, we'll see when she's older. Now remember champ, you can't tell Daddy about what we bought. That's going to be for later at the baby shower."
"I's knows Daddy De."
"Just makin' sure, but I know you can keep a secret." Dean smiled through the rearview mirror.
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Later that day Sam and Dean's house was filled with guests that were attending the baby shower. Bobby had even brought Impala with him. Tristan was so happy to see her. The two were inseparable when they were together.
"Ready to play some games guys?" Stacey asked the couple.
Sam groaned, "Do we have to? They were embarrassing enough the first time around."
Dean looked lost, "What games? What was embarrassing?"
Stacey smiled brightly, "Baby shower games! And no they're not embarrassing. This time you get to be the baby Dean."
Dean's eyes went wide, "You say what now?!"
Sam chuckled, "I told ya' it would be embarrassing, wait till you find out the actual games."
"I'm afraid to ask…"
Stacey huffed, "Suck it up Winchester, you're doin' 'em." She walked over to Ash who grinned.
Dean turned to Sam, "Is there any way that we could sneak out and not have to play those games?"
He shook his head, "She'll find us and drag us back by our ears."
"Damn."
"Oh and they will take lots of pictures."
"What do we have to do Sammy? I'm actually getting scared now. I'd much rather take on a Wendigo or a poltergeist."
Sam grinned and leaned down to give Dean a kiss, "You'll see later. I'm gonna go check on Peanut and Imp." He left his husband open mouthed.
Throughout the party some games were played, but they were tame. There were the clothespin and guess the size of the belly with a ribbon games. Dean won at guessing the size of Sam's belly. Some of their friends said he cheated since he was the other father and would know how big Sam was.
"Hey TJ let's go take Imp for a walk." Bobby got Impala's leash.
"Okie, 'mon Imp." Tristan and Imp followed Bobby outside.
"We gotta be back in time to see what your Aunts are goin' to make your Daddies do." He held the leash in one hand and Tristan's in the other.
Tristan looked up at his grandpa, "What they do?"
Bobby chuckled, "I don't know yet, but by the look on their faces I'm pretty sure it's goin' to be funny. Thank God I brought my camera."
As soon as they were back inside Stacey and Missouri got out of their chairs. They stood in front of a small table with baby items and a medium sized sheet. Sam and Dean looked wary. Bobby put Imp up in Tristan's room so she could rest and not get in anyone's way.
"Okay now that everybody's here we can get started." Missouri picked up a bib and a bottle full of juice.
Stacey took the bib and handed it to Sam, "'Kay Sam you know what to do."
Sam nodded and grinned. He turned towards Dean, "C'mere De I gotta put this on you."
Dean backed away, "Say what! I'm not puttin' that thing on!"
"Oh yes you are boy! Don't make me get my spoon!" Missouri glared.
Sam put the bib on Dean while he was distracted, "I told ya' it was embarrassing."
Dean groaned, "Bobby don't ya' dare take pictures!"
"Too late." Bobby laughed as he took pictures of a bibbed up Dean.
"Daddy De look funny." Tristan giggled from beside his grandpa.
"Yeah he does Peanut." He grinned.
"Okay Sam sit down on the couch and Dean lay your head on his lap so he can feed ya' as you would a baby." Missouri handed the bottle to Sam. "That's the point of this game."
"Oh God." Dean groaned as he layed down. "Why can't Peanut be the baby and we feed him?"
"Because he's not the Daddy-to-be. Now suck it up, you didn't' get to experience this before so you're doin' it now."
Sam placed the bottle up to Dean's lips and tried not to laugh for his brother's sake. Dean grudgingly opened his mouth. Everyone who had cameras went crazy taking pictures. Mike grinned as he took pictures.
"What's the grin for?" Alex looked at him.
"I'm glad that I don't have to do that again. Stacey made me do it when Sam had his first baby shower."
Alex chuckled, "I wish I would've seen that."
Mike shook his head, "No way baby."
"Maybe you'll have to in the future…" Alex turned and took a couple of pictures of his own.
Mike looked at him speechless, but smiled. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do it again when he had his own kids.
Sam absentmindedly ran his fingers through Dean's hair as he drank, "Drink it all up baby." Dean looked at him.
Once Dean was finished he pulled the bottle out of his mouth and sat up, "There finished. I guess it wasn't so bad…That juice was good, what was it?"
Sam laughed as he rubbed his belly, "That was nothing compared to the next game."
Stacey grinned, "Don't ruin it Sam. The juice was White Grape juice. We brought a few more bottles of it since I knew you were goin' to like it."
Dean took the bib off, "Okay so what's the next game?"
"The next game is Daddy here…" She pointed to Sam. "Putting on a diaper on the baby, which is you. Now lay down on the floor while I get the sheet."
Dean was speechless. Sam chuckled, "You might as well get down on the floor, you're gonna end up doing it."
"Why can't you be the baby this time? It's your turn." Dean pouted.
"'Cause I'm the pregnant one and you're gonna have to help me get off the floor once we're done." He smiled.
"Fine…" Dean did as he was told and waited.
Everyone who knew that Dean was a tough guy hunter went wild when Sam put the "diaper" on him. They never thought that the eldest Winchester would ever do that in his life. Dean was embarrassed at first, but then started to laugh and ended up posing for some of the pictures. For one of the pictures they put the bib on Sam and made him hold the bottle while Dean still had the make-shift diaper on. Tristan was laughing at the sight of his parents and was also taken pictures with them.
After the presents were opened the guests started to say their goodbyes and leave. Sam and Dean were thankful for all the presents. The majority were baby toys and clothes in different sizes for when Jellybean would get bigger. Sam loved the books that Tristan had picked out. Tristan also got gifts from the guests, just for being a future big brother.
Sam layed back on the couch once everyone was gone, "I'm so tired." He groaned when he felt Jellybean kick.
Dean sat down next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, "You okay Sammy? Jellybean kicking too hard?"
Sam smiled tiredly, "I'm fine, she's just getting stronger."
He placed a hand on Sam's belly and rubbed circles, "Be easy on Daddy baby girl." He got a kick as response. The two of them chuckled.
"I guess she doesn't like being told what to do." Sam leaned against Dean.
"Guess not."
The guys looked over at Bobby as he came down the stairs. He sat on the recliner once he was in the living room.
"Those two were out like a light. Imp was hyper all day today since she finally got to see TJ again and the little guy was worn out from the party and all the playin'."
"We're all so sleeping in tomorrow." Dean layed his head back on the couch.
"Not unless Peanut wakes up early AND Imp's gotta take a walk unless you want her havin' an accident in the house."
"Then you get to wake up Grandpa. You know how attached Tris is to you when you're here." Dean grinned.
Bobby glared at him, "Boy that's how you treat your guests."
"You're not a guest Bobby you're family. I guess whoever wakes up first will take Imp for a walk."
"So sentimental Dean, are Sammy's hormones rubbin' off on ya'?" Bobby smirked even though on the inside he was really smiling.
Dean stuck his tongue out, "Funny, right Sammy?" When he didn't hear a response he looked at his brother. "I should take him up to bed, the party wore him out."
"I think it wore everyone out. You need any help with him?" Bobby was already out of the recliner.
"Nah I got him, you go up to bed. We'll see ya' in the mornin', g'night."
"Night." Bobby headed upstairs.
"Wake up Sammy, it's time for bed." Dean shook Sam gently.
"I don't wanna, I'm too tired." He looked groggy.
"Well you hafta, we gotta head upstairs so we can go to sleep in our comfortable bed." Dean coaxed.
"Fine…"
Dean helped Sam off the couch and slowly up the stairs. It took a while, but they finally made it to their room where they quickly changed and curled around each other under the covers.
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A couple of days later it was just Dean, Sam, and Tristan in the house. Everyone who had driven up to visit them had gone back home. Tristan was sad because his grandfather and Imp were gone. The little boy and puppy were really attached to each other. Sam and Dean wanted to cheer up their son so they came up with a family project. Dean went to talk to Tristan while Sam went to get the supplies.
"Hey champ." Dean sat down next to Tristan who layed in bed hugging his Teddy. "Daddy and I wanna do something with you."
"What?" He sniffled and looked at Dean with tear filled eyes.
"Oh baby boy they'll be back again very soon, don't cry." He wiped the tears from his son's cheeks. "C'mon we're gonna have fun."
Tristan held his arms out for Dean to carry him, "Teddy come?"
Dean lifted him up into his arms and shook his head, "Sorry Peanut, but Teddy has to stay here or he'll get dirty."
"O-kay." He layed his head on Dean's shoulder as they headed downstairs.
Sam had the kitchen table covered with an old cloth, it was all ready for fingerpainting. Dean stood Tristan on a chair so he could reach the table easier. Sam poured different colored paints on a couple of paper plates.
"Hey baby we're going to fingerpaint." Sam smiled. "And look you can dip these sponges in the paint, they have cool shapes." He pointed to the sponges. "This one's a star, a heart, a car, and a dinosaur."
Tristan wiped his eyes and picked up the dinosaur shaped one, "I's wanna do this one."
Dean smiled, "Okay kiddo what color do you want dino to be?"
"Red."
"'Kay." Dean placed the plate in front of his son. "Now just dip it and stamp it on the paper. It's a big piece of paper so you can put it anywhere you want."
Tristan dipped the sponge then looked for the perfect spot to place his dinosaur. He finally decided to put it on the bottom right corner. He giggled when he saw his red dinosaur.
"Peanut before you start painting let me put this on you so you won't mess up yours." Sam put one of his old t-shirts on Tristan. It looked like a dress on him, it was so long. "'Kay now you can paint."
"Daddies yous paints too." He looked at both Sam and Dean.
The guys laughed, "Of course we're paintin'."
The small family painted with their fingers, hand, and the sponges for an hour. The paper had stick drawings of the whole family, Bobby and Imp included. Dean drew the Impala as best as he could with his fingers. Sam sat down on one of the chairs when standing got to be too much. Tristan looked down at his father as an idea came to him.
"Daddy can I's paints your tummy?"
Sam and Dean looked at each other surprised, "How'd you get that idea champ?"
"A baby book I's reads." He looked innocent and wide-eyed.
"I think you should let him Sammy." Dean approved.
Sam smiled, "Okay baby you can paint my tummy." He lifted his shirt up enough to expose his round belly.
Dean sat down next to Sam and both let their son do what he wanted. Tristan did little drawings around Sam's belly like what seemed to look like stars, a heart, cars, and a sun. Dean tried to see what he was doing, but Tristan blocked his view.
"No Daddy De, it a supwise." He frowned.
Dean held both his hands up and grinned, "Okay Peanut I won't peek."
Sam and Dean were in the middle of discussing of what was going to be for dinner that night when Tristan noticed something odd on Sam's belly. It looked like a tiny hand was trying to push through. He figured it was his sister's way of saying hi and that she was there. Tristan got some pink paint and painted right on where the hand was. He was very careful not to mess it up, he wanted his parents to see it.
When he was done he looked up at them, "Daddies I's done." He smiled brightly, hoping they'd like what he did.
Dean got up from his chair and kneeled down in front of Sam. He smiled as he saw the pictures that Tristan had drawn. His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped when he saw the tiny pink hand near the left side of Sam's belly.
Sam noticed Dean's reaction, "De what's wrong?"
Dean turned to Tristan, "Peanut h-how'd you do this? It looks perfect." He looked back at the hand.
"It Jewybean, Daddy De. She say hi." He giggled. "Yous wike it?"
"Dean what are you talking about? What hand?" Sam wanted to know what was going on.
Dean finally looked up at Sam and blinded him with his smile, "Sammy you gotta see this." He stood up. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get a mirror."
Tristan pouted as Dean walked away, "He no wike it."
Sam grabbed his son's hand, "Baby he really liked it, that's why he wants me to see it."
Tristan perked up, "Oh okie."
Dean hurried back into the kitchen with a small mirror and camera in hand. He placed the camera on the table then stood in front of Sam with the mirror.
"Okay Sammy, you're going to see everything Peanut did." He looked anxious.
Sam saw everything that his son had done, he smiled warmly. All of a sudden Dean stopped the mirror on where Jellybean's hand was. Sam did the same exact thing Dean had done.
"Baby how'd you do that?" Sam looked at the grinning boy.
"I's saw Jewybean hand an' painted it. Yous wikes it?"
Happy tears rolled down Sam's cheeks, "I love it baby." He gave Tristan a one-armed hug.
Tristan looked at Dean, "Daddy De?"
Dean kissed the top of his head, he too had tears, "I love it too champ. I bet your sister wanted to paint with you."
"Sister woves me." He was completely cheered up from earlier that morning.
Dean took pictures of Sam's belly, a couple with all three of them in the picture. He also took pictures of the paper that they had decorated. The three of them had paint all over themselves, even on their faces. Dean planned on e-mailing the pictures to Bobby later on that day. The brother's never thought they would witness something like that, especially for their son to capture the moment like he did.
TBC…
Two more to go...:(
