Winchester Baby

Winchester Baby Pt. 2

Nine months old and Carson had already become a spoiled brat. No thanks to his Uncle Sam and his father. He wouldn't fall asleep unless someone was holding him, he had a massive sweet tooth, was stubborn as hell, and he was already ladies man. But then then again what did you expect with the last one? Carson is his father's son.

You walked into the kitchen to see Sam holding your baby boy while tickling him. You leaned against the frame of the door and took a moment to appreciate the site in front of you. Your brother-in-law and your son laughing and genuinely happy.

Carson slobbered all over his hands before sticking them in Sam's hair and pulling. Crason giggled and was amused at what he'd just done but Sam not so much. You couldn't help the laughter that bubbled up through your body at the sight in front of you.

"I told you Sam you need to get a haircut." You laughed as you walked into the room.

"No. I'm not cutting my hair Y/N. Your baby just needs to learn how to not pull my hair like it's a toy." He replied pulling his nephew's wet hands from his long locks.

"My son huh? He was your buddy last night when you kept him up past his bedtime to do whatever you were doing with him." Folding your arms across your chest, raising your right eyebrow, and sticking out your left hip as you spoke.

Sam just glared at you and was about to say something when your beloved husband walks in.

"Hey baby." He says as he kisses you before putting the grocery bags on the counter. "How's my baby boy?"

"He's having fun slobbering all over my hair. That's how he's doing." Sam informed Dean handing him his son.

"That my boy," Dean praised Carson. "Maybe you should just cut it off Sammy. It'd solve the problem."

"Funny that's what Y/N said. And no I'm not cutting it. Anyway I was thinking maybe I would take him to the park."

"What do you say Y/N. You up for going to the park?" Dean asked as Carson blew him a rasberry.

"You guys go ahead. If I don't clean up the mess around here and get some laundry done I'm never going to do it. I'll meet you guys there once I get this place cleaned up."

"Alright then let's go." Sam said as he left to get the baby bag before heading out.

"And no using my baby to pick up women." You shouted after him.

"Don't worry babe. I'll keep an eye on him." Dean chuckled before pecking you on the lips and following Sam out.
"Last time you encouraged him and helped him. So behave yourself Dean."

~~~Time Skip~~~

It was starting to get dark out and you'd just about finished everything you needed around the bunker. After putting the last load of laundry in the dryer and started making dinner you heard the bunker door open and close.

"Hey baby. How was your day?" Dean asks as he walks over to kiss you.

"Ok. Did you guys have fun? And I see Carson still has some energy left." You giggled and gestured to the squirming baby in his arms.

"Why don't you finish up dinner while I take Carson and finish up the laundry."

Dean hands you your son, who happily goes into your arms, before you head toward the laundry room. Your son giggles and coos while you play with him as you walk.

~~~Another time skip~~~

You had just given Carson a bath and had put him down in his crib. Now you were going through your nightly routine before getting into bed. Dean was already in bed and waiting for you.

"Well I'm exhausted." Dean spoke as you got into bed and curled up next to your husband laying your head on his chest.

"How about tomorrow we stay in and watch movies or something." You suggested as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close.

"Sounds good. Now let's get some sleep. I love you"

"Goodnight. I love you too."