AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! It's my birthday! I'm 24 today...good grief I'm old...Lol! Nah. I don't feel any older. But wow, 24. I never thought I would live long enough to see it. But my goodness! Next Friday is Christmas! I hope my lovely readers have been good this year, remember Santa's watching! X3 Anyways. I'm glad y'all are enjoying this so far! It's my first ABC fic and all. If this is your first time with an ABC fic and your not quite sure what to make of it, there's other ABC fics out there you can look at. I don't know all the authors to them, but if you go to my favorites list on my profile and scroll down, you'll come across a few of them. You can read those and see what all the buzz is about! Also, I forgot to say this last chapter, but welcome new comers! Sit back and enjoy. Now let's get going!

spnfanforlife-Thank you darling! I'm going to enjoy this as well *Chesire Cat grin*

LittleBirdieChan-An ABC fic? Lol! Thank you though darling!

Ruby-Thank you my darling!

Guest-A lovely idea! I haven't done season 7 yet, so this will be fun!

Rafaela Amanda-Thank you my darling! More to come!

Megan683-Thank you so much my darling! I'll see what I can do for baby Reid. I kinda miss it honestly.

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B-Baby Mine (Pre series! Sam: 6 months Dean: 4 years. I don't know if Bobby ever met the boys at that point, but whatever)

Bobby groaned and rolled over. He shut off his alarm clock and sat up. He stretched and decided to get ready for the day, and get breakfast ready for John and Dean. Sammy was still an infant and will probably drink from a bottle. Speaking of said pup, he smiled a little when he went past the boy's room and saw Dean had crawled into Sammy's crib and was curled protectively around the baby. John did say Dean was pretty protective of Sammy.

After Bobby got showered, and ready for the day, he heard whimpering coming from the boy's room. He peeked inside inside and saw that the baby was awake and was chewing his little fingers. He walked in quietly to not wake Dean and gently lifted Sammy into his arms. He took the baby to the other bed where Dean was suppose to sleep and changed him. He'd seen John do it for the last two weeks. It wasn't hard.

"Alright pup. Let's get you a bottle." Bobby cooed softly to Sammy.

He took the baby to the kitchen and got a bottle out of the fridge and a small sauce pan. He filled the pan with water, he turned on the burner, and set it on the hot burner to let the water boil.

Sammy was still whimpering and cooing at the same time.

"It's coming kiddo. It's coming." Bobby soothed the hungry infant.

Sammy cooed at Bobby like he was answering him. Bobby smiled and rubbed the baby's back.

While waiting for the water to boil, he rocked the baby. He heard the sound of tiny feet coming down the stairs and figured it was Dean. He turned to find Dean bolting in. The boy looked scared.

"Dean, what's boy?" Bobby asked.

Dean held out his arms and made a grabbing motion with his fingers.

"I can't pick you up Dean. I have to feed Sammy and get breakfast ready for us and yer daddy." Bobby said.

Dean shook his head and kept up his actions. When Bobby failed to comply, Dean started to cry.

"Baby!" Dean exclaimed.

"Yes Dean. Sammy's a baby." Bobby said placing the bottle in the now boiling water.

"Baby! Mine! My baby! Want my baby!" Dean shouted tearfully.

Bobby finally got it. Dean woke up and found his brother missing, probably thinking the demon got to him. He smiled sadly and gave Dean his brother, and watched as Dean took Sammy to the leaving room, and sat on the couch adjusting the baby in his arms. Bobby grabbed the bottle and handed it to Dean when he got settled.

"I'm going to go get breakfast started." Bobby said.

Dean nodded and began feeding Sammy. John came downstairs and smiled at the sight of his oldest caring for his youngest. He didn't know what he would do without him or Sam.

"Hey Deano. You two okay?" John asked.

Dean smiled and nodded to his dad. John ruffled Deans hair and kissed Sammy's head. He went into the kitchen to help Bobby with breakfast. Both John and Bobby heard something that not only made them smile, but rang true.

"You're my baby Sammy. My Sammy." Dean said to the baby.

Sammy looked at Dean and smiled. He cooed at his brother and gave him a big kiss on his cheek. Sammy was Dean's baby, and always will be.

There we go! There's letter B! Like I said, I don't know whether or not Bobby met the boys at that age, but it was an idea that was stuck in my head and I thought it was cute!

Until Next Time! *noms a ton of birthday cake and ice cream* Mmmm sugar...