Destiel One Shots

28 Part 2- Little Dean Bean

[Part 2 of Babstiel suggested by Storm1001

   I'll write one where Dean is an actual baby another time.

Summary: 6 year old Dean taking care of 2 year old Cas.

Word count: 573 ]
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Third Person's P.O.V.

   Dean wakes up to loud crying. He groans and gets out of bed. When his feet touch the ground, he notices he's shorter.

   He looks at his hands, they're small, weak, hands. There's no way he can reach to look at himself in the mirror.

             Great, Dean thinks, I'm a freaking kid again. Sam better hurry his ass up and call his fucking boyfriend to turn us back. He's been turning us into all kinds of crap and I'm freaking tired of it.

   He heads towards Castiel's room and climbs into his crib. He cries until Dean is cradling him, whispering comforting words to him.

   The two year old stops crying and looks at him, his head tilts to the side.

           "De?" He asks, big blue eyes staring at him.

   Dean nods, "Yeah.. Gabriel's really a pain in the ass."

   Castiel giggles and wriggles around. Dean sets him back on his bed, but stays in the crib.

   It reminds Dean that he would do this to Sam, climb into his crib and hold him. He'd do everything while John was out on hunts.

  Castiel starts to wailing and Dean holds him in his arms again.

             "Shhh, it's okay, buddy." Dean rocks him side to side as he whispers.

   When the crying doesn't stop this time. He carefully climbs out the crib with Castiel and gets the stuffed bee that's in the playpen and hands it to Castiel.

   The crying subsides and gets replaced with a smile, babbling incoherently as he pulls on the bee's wings.

   Dean can't help but smile at the two year old. He sits down on the floor with Castiel and watches him play around.

   About an hour and a half later, Castiel stands and walks up to Dean. Dean is lying down on the floor, keeping an eye on Castiel.

               "DE!" The baby cheers and smacks Dean's face with the bee. The six year old closes his eyes just in time before he felt the hit.

   Dean sits up and pretends to be upset. Castiel's eyes widen and starts waddling out of his room, his little black wings flapping behind him.

   Dean waits until he's out the door to chase him.

                "Hey, get back here!" Dean yells playfully after him and begins making his way after the two year old.

   Castiel is running as fast he can while he laughs. He turns the corner, into the library and crawls under the table.

   Dean notices immediately once he turns the corner, but pretends he's lost the little angel.

                "Cas! Where'd you go?" He asks, acting like he doesn't hear giggling.

   Dean walks around the table Castiel is "hiding" under, calling for him.

   Suddenly, Castiel jumps out behind him and yells, "Rawr!"

   Dean turns around quickly and goes after him. This time he lifts the baby into his arms and runs around the bunker.

   When Sam returns from the hunt, he looks around for Dean and Castiel.

   The younger Winchester opens Castiel's room to see that the baby things are gone.

   He opens Dean's bedroom door to find two men sleeping on his bed. Dean's arms around Castiel protectively.

   Castiel opens his eyes and lifts his head away from Dean's chest. He looks at the door and smiles when he sees Sam. He lazily lifts a hand up, greeting him.

   Sam smiles back and nods once, then leaves the two together.

   The way they should've been long ago.