Chapter 42- Papa Dean

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Dean woke up from hearing Stiles crying at 2 in the morning. He grunted as he sat up. He went to check on him and could instantly tell he had a dirty diaper.

"You got to be kidding me," Dean mumbled, picking him up, "Alright, buddy. Let's get you changed. I know..."

Dean mocked Stiles crying as he carried him to the bathroom with another diaper in hand. He set down some paper towels as he was completely unprepared for this part. Then he undid Stiles's diaper and nearly passed out from the smell.

"That is... Oh, my god," Dean said, trying not to gag.

He looked around for something to wipe Stiles clean with.

"Note to self, get a diaper bag, Dean," Dean said to himself, "This is soft. Whoever this belongs to, I swear I'll clean it when I'm done."

He grabbed the towel from the bathroom shelf. He rinsed it off with water and then cleaned Stiles. Once he was done, he debated just throwing it away. He tossed it in the trash and replaced Stiles's diaper with a clean one. Then he picked him up and rocked Stiles in his arms. As he made his way back to the living room, he noticed Castiel was also up. Jack was in his arms being fed milk from a bottle.

"He was crying too," Dean asked.

"Yes. Would you like a bottle for Stiles," Castiel offered.

"No. I don't think he's hungry," Dean said, his eyes widening in silent terror.

Castiel smiled as he knew Dean probably had to deal with a dirty diaper then.

"We need a diaper bag. Someone needs to go shopping tomorrow," Dean said.

"We have diapers," Castiel said, confused.

"More than diapers, Cas. Baby wipes, something to put the baby on when changing in public, and whatever else," Dean explained.

"I can go..."

"No way. Last time you went, you bought the whole section of diapers. It was nice to have extra but that was too much," Dean refused.

"So who's going then," Castiel asked.

"I was gonna send Lucien and Klaus, but then again I don't trust those two without supervision," Dean said, glancing at them warily.

Castiel agreed, knowing the chaos they could cause when left alone.

"So maybe I'll send Sam or something..."

"What about Caroline? She seems good at knowing how to handle this," Castiel suggested.

"Caroline and Elena sounds good," Dean said, yawning, "Hey."

Castiel lifted his eyes from his task to see Dean with his back turned.

"Is he asleep," Dean asked, speaking in a whisper.

"Seems so," Castiel said, looking at Stiles's face.

"Finally," Dean mouthed.

He set him down in the crib and tiptoed away as if he would awaken at the sound of Dean stepping loudly. Dean went back to the couch to go to sleep again. He blinked a couple times before falling asleep.

As soon as Dean and Stiles were down, Hope was crying. Dean opened his eyes and threw a couch pillow at Klaus. He grunted in complaint as the pillow hit his face.

"What?"

"Hope is crying," Dean said.

Klaus grumbled as he got up. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

"OH, GOD," Klaus whined, making Dean laugh from the couch.

"You know what," Dean teased, "I don't feel as bad anymore."


AUTHOR NOTE: I hope you enjoy this cute and funny chapter as an apology for all the angst I wrote. :)

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