[How freakin long to it take to go to the baby store? They weren't furnishing a nursery, just getting enough to keep this thing alive until they figured out what to do with it. Sam had panicked and decided Dean should stay with his possible offspring and took off. He kind of just stared at it for awhile, afraid he'd break it if he touched it but that didn't last long. In his defense, they hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night. So now Dean was laying on his back in his bed, dead to the world with the new born baby fast asleep on top of him. Thankfully he didn't toss and turn in his sleep]
[Sam struggled to open the door with about a dozen bags in his hands. As soon as he got to the store and stared at the HUGE isle of baby things, Sam flipped. Dean and him should have gone together cause there was just... way too much stuff. He had no idea what the hell to get! So... he ended up getting about one of each thing. He rushed his ass back home but as soon as he walked in the door he froze. How the hell? The baby wouldn't shut up and sleep when he was here... give it 20 minutes alone with Dean and it's silent and sleeping...] Huh...
I went as fast as I could... [He set down the bags quietly on the table before coming over and looking down at the baby boy on Dean's chest.] How's he doin...?
Jesus, you buy the whole fucking store? [the baby grumbled a little and Dean ran a hand gently down it's tiny back] Fine, started taking a nape almost an hour ago.
[He was staring at the baby like it was gonna explode... What the fuck was he gonna do with this? He didn't even know if it was really his kid.] I... I didn't know what to get... [His voice was light and nervous.]
Okay... Um... [he blinked a few times and ran a hand over his face, trying to calm his nerves. Doing the math in his head, this was obviously one of soulless him's kids and that didn't make matters any better. How the hell was he supposed to raise a kid and he didn't even know who the fuck the mother was?] Milk... Okay. formula. I got that.
[he heads back to the table and starts unloading things from the bag, trying to figure out how exactly to get the formula to mix properly.],/small>
[he raised an eyebrow watching his brother struggle, trying to hold in his laughter] Dude..you want me to do it? You can hold him and I'll make the formula.
[Sam ran a hand over his face as Dean asked him if he wanted Dean to take over.] No. I got it.
[He finally managed it to work right and he unscrewed the nipple from the bottle and checked the package to see how long he should put it in for. Obviously not too long cause he didn't want to burn the baby's mouth. He knew that much... He stood by the microwave and watched it heat up. He pulled it out and checked the temp. Satisfied that it was warm but not too hot, put the nipple back on it and handed it to Dean, wanting to make sure that it wouldn't be too bad.] Is this okay? Is it too hot?
[Sam swallowed nervously. Hold the baby? Him? Fuck... it's your kid, Sam. Grow some balls and hold your son.] No. I... I'll take him. [he slowly sits down next to Dean and takes the baby boy from him, making sure the boy's head was supported against the crook of his elbow.] Okay little guy... [The baby yawned first, it's little face scrunching up before it blinked awake, looking up at Sam with eyes that looked very much like Sam's. He took a breath and held the bottle to the baby's lips.] Time for food... [The baby must have been hungry cause it latched on to the bottle nipple like it hadn't been fed in days.] There ya go...
Dean... [He watched the little thing stare up at him as it ate.] What... what are we gonna do?
[he couldn't help crowding Sam a little to make sure he was doing ok] I don't know dude, it's not my kid. I mean, we could try to figure out who the mom is? But she obviously doesn't want him. The question is how this bitch found us. I guess we just take it to a hospital or child services or something.
We can't just drop him off at a hospital, Dean. I have no idea who the mom could be. I haven't slept with anyone since I've gotten back from the pit but... You said that, ya know, I've been running around soulless for Over a year so, it could be... fuck I don't know. [He looked down to the motherless kid in his arms.]
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[he heads back to the table and starts unloading things from the bag, trying to figure out how exactly to get the formula to mix properly.],/small>
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[He finally managed it to work right and he unscrewed the nipple from the bottle and checked the package to see how long he should put it in for. Obviously not too long cause he didn't want to burn the baby's mouth. He knew that much... He stood by the microwave and watched it heat up. He pulled it out and checked the temp. Satisfied that it was warm but not too hot, put the nipple back on it and handed it to Dean, wanting to make sure that it wouldn't be too bad.] Is this okay? Is it too hot?
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Dean... [He watched the little thing stare up at him as it ate.] What... what are we gonna do?
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