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Happy late birthday to our Squirrel King, Dean Winchester! Oh and Dylan Everett, who plays teen Dean! *squints at guys who cast him*

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210. Treat

"Wake up! Wake up, wake up!"

Dean groaned when something jumped on top of him and when he opened his eyes, all he could see was a messy mop of blond hair.

"Robbie…" he complained, trying to push the boy off him. "What you doin'…?"

"It's your birthday, Dad!" Robbie said brightly. "Get up, get up, get up!"

It was his birthday? Blinking the sleep from his eyes, Dean let Robbie pull him out of bed and tug him down the hallway towards the main room. When he pushed open the door, he froze in his tracks.

"Happy birthday, Dad!" Zoey chirped, throwing her hands up and nearly sending the streamers she was holding flying. Cas, who was holding her on his shoulders, staggered. "Don't drop me, Papa! Robbie, you were meant to wait until I was done!"

"I couldn't wait!" Robbie complained.

Shaking his head and staring around at the balloons and streamers and massive 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' banner in awe, Dean crossed over to Cas and carefully lifted Zoey from his shoulders.

"I think that's enough decorations, princess," he said. Zoey pouted, so he kissed her on the head and set her down. Robbie immediately whined.

"You didn't give me a kiss, Dad!"

Dean rolled his eyes at Cas but bent down with a smile to kiss Robbie's head as well.

"Uncle Sam and Auntie Rosie and Auntie Charlie are coming!" Zoey said. Dean wondered if she'd gotten into the candy again because there was no possible way she could be that energetic this early in the morning. "Papa called them and asked if they were coming and Auntie Charlie said, 'Just try and stop us, bitch!'"

"Zoey," Cas reprimanded. "Don't say that word."

"Dad and Auntie Charlie do," Zoey said. Cas narrowed his eyes at Dean, who grinned.

"Well, we're older," Dean said. "So we can say those words. Hey, why don't you and Robbie go and get the kids' room ready for Mary, Lewis and Henry?"

Zoey and Robbie nodded and ran off, arguing about something or other. Dean just grinned. The bunker was definitely not safe for three curious toddlers, so he and Cas had designated a 'kids' room' that they were to stay in while there. Sam and Rose had been very happy with this decision.

"Happy birthday, Dean." Cas embraced Dean from behind and began to press kisses to the nape of his neck. Dean closed his eyes and leaned back into his angel's touch with a soft groan. "We made you pie instead of cake. Zoey was very insistent on having pie."

"Well, she's just a Daddy's girl, isn't she?" Dean smirked. "Woman after my own heart."

Cas chuckled and nibbled on Dean's jawline.

"Keep doin' that, bumblebee."

"When Sam and Rose and Charlie are here, you can open your presents. And tonight, I'll give you a special present just from me. Zoey and Robbie agreed to have a sleepover at their aunt and uncle's and let me spoil you tonight."

"How'd you get them to agree to that?" Dean slurred, his heart beginning to pound faster when Cas shifted in front of him and began to suckle his throat.

"I told them that we would be making love. Zoey thought that was very sweet, until I told her that it would involve kissing."

Dean snickered, thinking of Zoey and Robbie's disgusted faces whenever they caught him and Cas kissing.

"Did ya have to call it that?"

"How else would I have phrased it? I could have said sleeping with you but as far as they are concerned, that would involve actually sleeping next to you. And then they would ask why I couldn't do that with them there. And I can't very well phrase it any other way. We agreed not to give them 'the Talk', as you called it, until they were at least ten years old."

"Fine. I forgive you. Just keep doin' that."

Cas laughed and trailed kisses up Dean's throat. Dean was disappointed that he didn't go lower but with two kids around, it was a smart decision not to start something that the would have to finish. He forgot his annoyance when Cas planted small kisses over his cheeks and nose and forehead before finally capturing his lips. His angel's lips were still soft as ever and he tasted of honey and coffee and all Dean could do was wrap his arms around Cas and try to devour him.

"Eww!" two voices said. Dean mentally grumbled and pulled away from Cas to see Zoey and Robbie standing in the doorway, twin looks of horror on their faces.

"Gross!" Zoey said. "Papa, you promised you wouldn't do that until you made love to Dad tonight!"

Dean tried not to choke on his breath.

"We're sorry," Cas said in amusement.

"I'll kiss my husband whenever I want," Dean declared, tightening his grip on Cas. Cas smiled and turned to kiss his cheek.

"Fine," Robbie mumbled. "But only quick ones! They're not as gross!"

Zoey nodded quickly.

"That sounds fair," Cas said. Dean rolled his eyes and gave his angel a quick kiss.

"Fine. I'll let the kids dictate my love life."

"Come on, Dad!" Zoey bounded over and grabbed Dean's hand. "Come and see the birthday pie we made for you!"

"Then again, if there's pie…"