After the love of his life and natural born witch: Simone Dubois dies during childbirth leaving Dean to raise their premie daughter alone. Now with his father missing, Dean must try to keep the promise he made to Simone and keep their daughter safe...
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A/N: I don't know what the school system is like in a America as I'm from the UK so it'll be the UK system. Ages 6 months to 4 years old is nursery. Then it's reception at age five. Then Primary School is years 1-6 (ages 6-11). Then High School is years 7-11 or 12 in some schools (ages 11-16/17). ————————————————————————
Chapter Six, Dead in the Water
November 25th - 30th 2005
Dean smiled as his precious daughter gave him another shot, the third one. They'd been having a tea party when he coughed and Amélie decided she'd be a doctor and make him all better. "Thank you baby. I'm all better now." Dean said, smiling at his daughter. "No. One more Daddy." Amélie argued, just as Sam walked back into the apartment to see his brother having a doctor tea party by the looks of it. "What's going on?" He asked confusedly, a newspaper held in his hands. "Daddy's sick. I made him better." Amélie said proudly, sitting back at the table and drinking her imaginary tea.
"You did, thank you, baby. I mean Dr Amélie Winchester." Dean said, beaming when Amélie giggled. "Daddy, two pwincesses pease?" She asked excitedly, giggling a little. "Dean, I need to show you something." Sam interrupted. "Why don't you go play in your room, Amélie." "No Sam. You don't get to tell my daughter where to play. And second we will talk about whatever it is when Amélie has her nap. Not before." Dean said coldly. "Fine." Sam huffed, jealousy coursing through him as he watched them. "Of course baby." Dean said to his confused daughter, putting the wig and crown back on his head, making Amélie beam at him. "Come on Sam. You said you wanted to get along with Amie, but so far you've played with her once and for ten minutes." Dean said firmly, glaring at his brother.
"Fine." Sam sighed, accepting the red wig that had a crown attached, but acting very put upon as he followed Dean's lead. Amélie smiled and giggled at her Daddy but frowned at her Uncle Sammy. Which Dean noticed. After they'd had some lunch it was time for Amélie's nap. "Come on baby." Dean said, holding out his hand which Amélie took without argument. Entering her bedroom Amélie was yawning and rubbing her eyes, Dean smiled softly at her as he tucked her into bed with Coco. "Sleep well my Witchy Princess. I love you." Dean whispered, kissing her forehead. "Love you Daddy." Amélie mumbled sleepily. Smiling softly at her, Dean switched on her nightlight and gently closed the door.
