Charlotte Winchester- sister imagines

Meeting Lottie part 2

"Dean....can you urm go get a blanket from the Impala to wrap her in. That bitch took her clothes for fucking drug money. Oh and a smaller one if there is one. She needs a diaper and no stores are open." Dean nods and runs out to the car.
Charlotte is still screaming. She is probably hungry and freezing. I decide that I should warm her up first so I fill the sink with lukewarm water. I place her on the table and remove the scarf she is wrapped in. Holy fuck it is thin. She has also done her business in it. As I pick her up I see that she is all red and irritated down there. God that is probably the worst diaper rash I have ever seen. Poor baby is probably in agony. I place her into the water, still holding onto her, and she somewhat calms down. After covering her with the water, she has stopped shivering and is definitely warmer thank god. I work on cleaning her as she is covered in dirt and her own piss and shit. If I ever see that bitch again I swear I'm gonna kill her. Once I've cleaned her up she seems to be a bit happier. She is still crying but at least she isn't screaming as much. Dean comes back in with two blankets in hand.
"Thanks son" I say taking the blankets. I lift Charlotte out the sink and dab her dry with a clean flannel next to the sink. I take the smaller blanket and wrap it round her as a diaper. I then take the bigger, thicker one and wrap it around her. I look at her and can't help but chuckle as I can only see her tiny little face. I turn to see Dean looking at her with a nervous look on his face.
"Wanna hold her dean?" I ask him. He looks shocked and kinda nervous at the same time.
"Uh......um I've kinda forgotten how to hold a baby. And....and I don't wanna hurt her" He mumbled out.
So that's it. He is scared. I walk up to him and just push her into his arms. He seems to have it in muscle memory as he immediately positions his arms to hold her correctly.
"There you go son. Now you hold her till I get back. I'm gonna run round the other rooms and see if anyone has a baby bottle or something to feed her with. I don't think a glass would be safe to give her milk with. I'll only be about 10 minutes, 20 at most." I say as I walk out the door. I know he will be fine.

DEAN POV:
Dad just left to go track down a bottle. He shoved the baby into my arms and I don't know what to do. She is crying and I am kinda panicking. I haven't had to deal with a baby since Sammy but that was 21 years ago.
Her crying gets worse. She must be starving. I hope dad hurrys up. I go to sit down on the couch and gently rock her. After a few minutes of rocking, she starts to calm down a little but the hunger is making it impossible for her to stop.
As I look at her, I'm starting to see some resemblance to me, dad and sammy. She has dads eyes, blond hair like when I was a kid and she has Sammy's nose and is tiny like he was. She is definitely a wincheste. Little Lottie Winchester. That has a nice ring to it. Dad walks in with an empty baby bottle.
"Hey Dad" I say glancing up at him before looking back down at Lottie.
"Hey. A lady upstairs had a spare one and let me borrow it till we can get some." He says walking in to the kitchen. I get up of the couch and follow Dad into the kitchen. He grabs some milk from the fridge, puts it in the bottle and into the microwave. After a minute be takes it and checks if it is ok for her. It must be as he takes Lottie out my arms and puts the bottle to her lips. She immediately starts to gulp it down.
"God she must be starved" I say as I watch the milk quickly disappear. That bitch must if starved her for most the day. "Poor Lottie"
"Lottie?" Dad questions, raising an eyebrow. I nod at him. "Huh. I like it" he says smiling.
After dad burps her and settles her. We both head to bed. Dad decided that first the night, Lottie would sleep on his bed with him. As I lay down, I think about how different life will be now we have a baby. Not only a baby but a baby girl. Well no matter what we will get through and raise her as a fine woman and an awesome ass hunter.