Hi!

Wow, working a full time job doesn't half make you tired! I'm soo sorry for the total lack of updates this past fortnight :'( On the plus side, I'm really enjoying my new job! :D

So, going back in time for this little chapter, as requested by RosesandThorns666...the next update will feature the request by Kirabaros

I hope you all enjoy this, and please please review!

Enjoy!

Onwards...

Castiel looked down at his feet, watching the small curling digits on the end of his pink legs, gurgling. All wrapped up in a blue baby-grow and red t-shirt, Castiel looked up at Dean, who was stood just to the left of him, heating his bottle up in the saucepan.

He yelped ingidnantly, his tiny eyebrows creasing as his stomach growled and mouth watered. He could almost taste the milk already.

'All right! I'ma comin' Dean chuckled, testing the milk on his wrist before wiping the wet bottle with a cloth. 'Hold your hell-hounds!'

Castiel giggled, kicking his little legs, making the novelty soft chair with dangling toys he was sat in shift forwards.

The elder Winchester sat next to his angel, smiling as Cas tilted his head up expectantly. 'You sure are hungry, eh?' he murmured, angling the bottle.

'Dean?'

Just four years old, Gabriel stood in his jeans, yellow t-shirt and purple socks, looking at Dean with wide eyes.

'Yep, Gabe?'

'Can I feed Cassie? He is my brother, after all.' He crossed his arms, looking down at Dean with a grin on his face, his chin stuck out.

Dean laughed inwardly. Gabriel kinda reminded Dean of himself sometimes, with the protectiveness of had of Castiel, as young as he was. Dean was just the same.

'Sure, buddy.' Dean grinned, patting the floor next to him. 'Pull up a bit of carpet.'

Gabriel practically squealed and threw himself on the floor next to his baby brother.

Castiel however, didn't seem to care who was about to feed him; all he had noticed was that his bottle had got further away from his mouth. And he didn't like it.

Letting out an almighty scream, big fat tears rolled their way down his white cheeks, his dark hair flicking in different directions as Castiel cried, kicking his little legs.

'It's ok, Cassie!' Gabriel shushed him, planting a kiss to Castiel's forehead. The elder angel wrinkled his nose and turned to Dean. 'He smells funny!'

'He smells like baby.' Dean smiled. Secretly he quite liked the smell. Something different from all the perfume he was used to smelling.

'That's cos you is a baby!' Cooed Gabriel, laughing at his brother. Castiel looked up at him and hiccupped, tears forming yet again in his eyes.

'Ok, little man; time for your bottle!'

Dean reached forwards and bundled Gabriel onto his lap, giving the eldest angel the bottle full of milk. Gabriel eyed it.

'He's not gonna drink all that!' he gasped, looking up at Dean.

'You just wait and see!' chuckled Dean. 'He's hungry.'

Gabriel shrugged, holding the bottle in his two small hands, thrusting it into Castiel's mouth. The baby angel only needed a few moments to readjust before he began to suck earnestly.

Gabriel giggled and almost dropped the bottle, earning a glare from his brother, who continued drinking. The baby angel closed his eyes and sucked with his tongue wrapped around the bottle, pulling out as much milk as he could. Gabriel looked at his brother in wonder, keeping a firm grip on the plastic bottle.

'He likes it!' Gabriel cried, bouncing up and down in Dean's lap. 'Dean! He's drinking it!'

Dean chuckled, watching as Castiel almost finish the bottle. 'Atta boy!' he told Gabriel, ruffling his hair.

This whole experience reminded him of when he used to feed Sam, often when John was passed out on the sofa after a long hunt, Sam's tiny fingers gripping his shirt as he finished the rest of the milk. Shaking his head to dispel the memories, Dean grinned down at Cas, who blinked lazily up at him.

'Wait for it...' grinned Dean. Sure enough, there came the tiny burp that came with every bottle.

Gabriel laughed, gently patting his brother on the head. The eldest angel leant forwards, putting his cheek to his brothers', feeling the slightly cold flesh against his warm flesh. Castiel giggled, reaching up with his chubby arms to smack Gabriel on the back of the head.

Gabriel laughed and kissed Cas on the cheek, a wet sloppy kiss. 'He likes me!' he cried, looking the epitome of happiness as Castiel gazed up at him.

'He loves you, Gabe.' Dean told him, leaning forwards to pick his angel up. Gently balancing him on his shoulder, he carefully patted him on the back, breaking all the air bubbles that came from the milk.

Castiel let out a little noise every time his back was patted 'Uh uh uh uh...' Dean grinning.

Another couple of seconds and-

Gabriel looked wide eyed at Dean, who was stopped in his tracks.

'He hasn't...'

Dean winced before carefully turning Cas around in his arms.

'Oh...he has.'

Castiel looked up at him, blue eyes wide, his milk having made a reappreance.

'Well, that's just great!' Dean held his baby at arms length, Gabriel watching the scene with a big grin on his face, brown eyes shining.

'This was my favourite shirt too!'

Oh the rues of being a parent! :D

I hope you enjoyed that, I really liked writing it!

Please review!

More soon...

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