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The scene that greeted him was priceless and heartwarming the ladies were in the in the kitchen with Caleb working on some breakfast, while everyone else sat in the living room watching on the big screen Saturday Morning Cartoons with Sammy.
"Welcome home Dean." Bobby said from his spot on the couch.
2/24/13: Just doing minor corrections and fixing some grammar. Nothing major.
Tony walked in the door and closed it softly behind him with Dean still in his arms. Walking over to the oversize arm chair in the living room he gently set Dean down while he went to put away their jackets.
"Hey Caleb you almost done with breakfast?" Tony yelled as he closed the hall closet. After he was done he walked back into the main area that connected to the living room area and the kitchen/dining rooms.
"Breakfast should be ready in a minute why don't you let everyone know." Kate said flipping the pancakes on the stove while Abby went to take the last of the bacon out of the pan opposite the pancakes and Caleb went into the cupboards to get plates, glasses and silverware.
Tony went back to where everyone else was sitting watching the TV.
"Breakfast is ready wash up and serve yourself; we can eat in here." Tony said.
"Sounds good to me let's go Sammy." Bobby said grabbing the boy who was watching the TV very intently.
"Do I gotta Bobby?" Sam whined getting up slowly making his way from the couch to the hallway leading to the bathroom.
Going to get Dean who was still sitting in the chair but just as he was about ready to let him know breakfast was ready he saw that the Dean was sound asleep.
"Let him sleep he can eat later." Ducky said coming up behind the younger man.
"I know but look how skinny he is. Don't tell me that that is normal. I'm just worried." Tony replied looking down at his brother and gently rubbed his shoulder.
"He will have plenty time to recover now our biggest goal is getting him ready to travel. " Ducky said shuffling his weight from one foot to the other.
"I guess so." Tony answered, "I'm going get Dean settled in his room. I'll be back in a minute." Tony said picking up his sleeping brother and carried him past the kitchen and down the hallway and to Dean's bedroom. Stopping at the first door he gently edged the door open with his foot and walked over to the bed where set Dean on top of the quilt and then gently pulled the quilt out from underneath him.
"Feel better Dean." Tony said ruffling Dean's hair and turned to leave the room.
Tony walked into the kitchen just in time to see Sam snatch the last piece of bacon, "You little brat you took the last piece of bacon! I'm gonna get it." Tony said setting down his plate of pancakes and started chasing Sam around with a huge smile on his face.
"Not if I eat it first." Gibbs said grabbing the piece from the plate and tossed it into his mouth.
"Aww Gibbs." Was heard from both Tony and Sam as they watched their favorite food being eaten by someone else.
Both of the boys went back into the kitchen and grabbed their pancakes and drinks and walked back into the living room where everyone else was gathered around the TV and sitting on various pieces of furniture.
Tony settled into the chair that Dean had been shortly before and Sam resumed his spot between Gibbs and Bobby.
"Hey Tony where is Dean? He was just here I wanted to talk to him." Sam asked around a mouthful of pancake and syrup.
"You better watch it kiddo. I don't want any syrup on that sofa." Tony said.
"Yeah where is Dean? I didn't get to introduce myself yet I hear we have a lot in common." Abby said still not quite awake.
"He was sleeping so I didn't want to bother him; he had a rough morning so I decided to let him sleep." Tony answered quickly going back to his pancakes. "Hey Sam why don't you get dressed after your done eating."
"Fine. So what are we doing today?" Sam asked.
"Dean still isn't feeling good, so we are going to be quiet and hang out here while he recuperates. Right Sam?" Tony said suddenly serious.
"Yeah of course but what are we going to do?" Sammy asked again.
"Me and Bobby can take you out and get you some books or something. How does that sound bud?" Caleb asked.
"That sounds awesome thanks Caleb!" Sammy said grinning ear to ear suddenly in a hurry to finish his mound of pancakes. After he was done he set his plate down on the coffee table and ran to his room to change.
"Hey Ducky I wanted to talk to you about my Dad. Could you have him sent to Sioux Falls County Morgue? That's where we are going for the funeral." Tony asked wanting to get some of the arrangements taken care of.
"Sure thing my boy. I was just about to leave for the office to take care of that. I will see you soon Anthony." Ducky said getting up and walking his dirty dishes to the kitchen.
"Yeah I think I will be going too call if you need anything Tony." McGee said and did the same as Ducky and grabbed his coat from the hall closet where it had been hung.
Tony was hugged and wished well by his co workers as they left the apartment leaving him alone with Bobby, Caleb and his brothers.
"I have been meaning to ask you what you thought did your Dad in?" Bobby asked curious as to what had finally done his friend in. Sure he had been solely focused on revenge for his wife's murder and sometimes he had forgotten the task that lay at hand because of his need for revenge, but he was by no means a bad hunter the man knew what he was doing.
"I only looked at him at the crime scene but it looks like a Wendigo probably. He was a mess along with that probably hypothermia; we would have to ask Ducky for a real answer though." Tony answered trying to pile all the dirty plates that remained in the living room together to take to the kitchen.
As Tony was about to ask when Pastor Jim was expecting them to arrive at Bobby's Sam trotted down the hallway wearing the same clothes as yesterday, "I'm ready!" the boy yelled.
"Sam can't you go and put some clean clothes on?" Tony asked tiredly wanting to figure out what it was about little boys and not wanting to change their clothes.
"I don't have any. Dean was supposed to do them but he got sick and Dad, Dad" Sam started to stutter as he got towards the end and started to cry, "He didn't teach me yet." He whimpered.
"Sammy it's going to be ok." Tony said bending down to catch Sam in an embrace and lifted the boy up. "Shh it's going to be ok. You have me and Dean, Bobby, Caleb and my team. We all love you so much." Tony whispered into Sam's ear and then spent the next hour trying to reassure his little brother that everything was going to be ok letting tears run down his own cheeks as well.
Finally Sam began to calm down and took some deep hiccupping breaths, "Tony can I go see Dean I just want to make sure he is ok. I promise I'll be really quiet." He asked wiping the last lingering tears from his cheeks.
"Yeah come on lets go I was going to check on him anyway." Tony said leading the way to Dean's room and were just about to open the door when Caleb walked out of the bathroom followed by a cloud of steam.
"You just about ready to go kiddo? Bobby wants to quick get in the shower then we can leave." Caleb said shaking his shaggy blond hair.
"We were just going to see how Dean is doing care to join us?" Tony asked going once again to open the door. Nodding Caleb followed as they all walked quietly into Dean's room and they all looked at the teen that was still sleeping but had fresh tear tracks on his cheeks. Standing there just for a minute watching and listening to his somewhat less raspy breaths then walked out single file.
"Ready to go boys?" Bobby asked coming out of the bathroom.
"I'm ready! Can we get Dean something I'm sure he will be bored after he wakes up. What do you think he will want?" Sammy asked walking around the apartment putting his shoes on that he had left by the front door.
"Are you coming Tony?" Bobby asked grabbing all the jackets from the closet.
"Nah I need to take care of some things here. Also I don't want Dean alone who knows what the kid would do to himself." Tony said shuddering at the thought.
"Ok. Want us to pick anything up for you guys?" Bobby asked making his way towards the door where Caleb and Sam where currently battling it out to see who would get through first.
"Can you do some grocery shopping? Let Sam pick out some stuff to eat that he would like. Also see if you can't pick up a nice set of clothes for the boys that they can wear for school and the funeral." Tony said grabbing his wallet and digging out his credit card trusting Bobby to stay well within his limits.
"We can do that. Call if you need anything." Bobby called over his shoulder as he walked out the door. Tony waved and when the door shut he collapsed to the floor and let all of his fears make themselves known.
Tony cried and yelled and he just couldn't hold it in anymore how am I suppose to take care of a rambunctious 10 year old and a severely depressed 14 year old? Hell I can barely take care of myself. Mom, Dad why did you have to leave me why! Dad I always knew your stupid quest for revenge would kill you. Now what am I suppose to do? What huh you leave me here to take care of my brothers one of whom won't even talk and is sicker than a dog. And YOU, Dad, didn't even take him to the doctor's just left him to take care of Sammy. God, what am I doing?
Tony sat leaning against the hallway wall crying for awhile before he let the tears dry to his face and then slowly began to stand up. "I guess I should finish the laundry." Tony started to make his way towards Sammy's room where he saw all of his clothes thrown in a circle around his duffel bag clearly in the search of a clean set of clothes. Tony bent down and gathered them in his arms and brought them down in front of the washer and then went to grab the clothes and towels from his room and the bathroom. Lastly he grabbed Dean's duffel bag from his room. Tony slowly began to sort the clothes and started to load washing machine. As he was about to return Dean's duffel bag to his room he caught sight of a paper in the bottom of the bag and pulled it out.
"His report card." Tony whispered and looked over the grades and was astonished at what he saw. Dean had A's in every class except for English which was a B+. Tony knew Dean was smart but he thought that with all the moving around he didn't bother applying himself because he knew Dean sure as hell didn't do anything school related at home.
"School." Tony realized that he now had to enroll both boys into school now but first he had to clean up the kitchen then he would take care of the school situation.
Walking into the kitchen he was greeted by pancakes still sitting on the counter, a sticky maple syrup jar next to them and a batter bowl sitting next to the stove along with a sink full of sticky plates and cold coffee. Tony put the pancakes in the refrigerator and made quick work of putting all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and started to wash the sticky counters.
He walked over the table sitting behind the couch in the living room and turned his laptop on so he could look into enrolling the kids and was about half way through the enrollment process when the apartment was filled with a gut wrenching yell.
"NOOOOOOO!"
Tony was up and running grabbing his gun from work and in Dean's room in a matter of seconds. He scanned the area for any possible threats, but there was nothing supernatural or otherwise. When he saw Dean thrashing around in his bed in what looked to be fever dream. Tony looked at the bedside table and saw the digital alarm clock blaring the time. Is it really 2 o clock? Tony read the time and realized he had forgotten to give Dean his medicine and quickly went to get the medicine along with a glass of juice and walked into his brother's room.
"Dean buddy it's time to wake up. You need to take your medicine. Come on you will feel better." Tony said setting the juice and pills on the table and was gently shaking Dean's shoulder.
Dean eyes suddenly opened and looked at Tony.
"How about we get you sitting up so you can take your medicine then you can go back to sleep." Tony said handing Dean the medicine and then the juice. When the medicine was down as well as half of the juice he began to back out of the room when Dean grabbed his arm.
Dean looked at him as if to say please stay.
Turning around he made his way to sit down next to Dean with his arm around the younger brother and pulled the blankets over the top of them. "Get some sleep Dean; I'll be here when you wake up."
Tony laid next to Dean looking out the window watching the snowflakes fall from the sky until he too fell into the deep throws of sleep.
A/N: Sorry for the delay and the crappy chapter, I hope you enjoy it. Please review I only got like 4 or 5 reviews last chapter. But thank you to those of you who are reviewing and favoriting my story. Also would anybody be willing to draw a floor plan for Tony's apartment for me, if I gave them a basic idea of what it looked like? Sorry in advance for any and all mistakes didn't have time to do my usual proof reading ritual.