Title Winchester Garage and Singer Salvage, Part 2B
Claim Dean Winchester
Disclaimer I don't own the boys, I just wish I did!
Summary Dean and Kylee make peace
Table/Prompt Hurt/Comfort Table Prompt #09 - Forgive
Dean and Kylee went outside and got to work. Business for the garage was slow but they worked on vehicles in the scrap yard to get them running in their downtime. Since it was starting to get cool out, they had purchased zippered overalls to keep them warm. They were still working on getting the one building cleared to work in over the winter. Bobby tended to be a packrat and he'd had years to collect various items to put in there.
Sam sat with Bobby in the kitchen for awhile. "How's life been treating you?" Sam asked.
"Can't complain," Bobby answered. "How do you feel about being a daddy?"
"A little nervous," Sam admitted. "I wonder if I'll do the job good enough."
"It's a lifestyle," Bobby corrected him. ""All you have to do is love the baby and you will be fine."
"Do they come with instructions?" Sam smiled.
"Don't we wish," Bobby smiled. "I took care of you and Dean and wished for instructions or guidance, too. It was the simple things that just came naturally -- when you needed a hug, when you needed a good talking to and when to let it slide. Those decisions are made by your heart. You'll have no problem with those. It's the practical ones that kept me on my toes. How to get Dean to eat his vegetables, how to teach you to read, things like that."
"Dean still won't eat vegetables but I love to read," Sam told him.
"See? I got it half right," Bobby said. "But, I don't think I did permanent damage to you kids. It wasn't like I'd ever done that before."
"You got one hell of a crash course with having Dean at age five," Sam laughed. "You swam instead of sinking, though."
"So will you," Bobby assured him.
Sam smiled. "You think so? How can you be so sure?"
"Because I know you," Bobby looked him in the eye. "I know how much you love Abby and I know that you have a soft heart."
"Will you be open for questions if I get stumped?"
"Anytime," Bobby replied. "That's how it's always been and it won't change now."
Sam was relieved.
"Are you scheduled today?" Tasha asked Abby.
"Yeah. I think I ride in with you and then Sam will pick me up."
"Are you up to it?"
Abby nodded. "I feel much better since I've been able to keep food down.
"I bet," Tasha laughed so Abby did, too. It felt good to laugh, it made the worries slip away.
Tasha spent most of her time wherever Abby was. She doted on her big sister, pampering her though her pregnancy. Tasha still thought back to the babies she'd been forced to abort. She didn't bring it up to anyone. She kept it to herself.
"So are we speaking?" Dean asked after about an hour of working where the only words exchanged were work-related.
"I suppose," Kylee came around the corner with the tool Dean had asked her for.
Dean took the tool, set it down and grabbed Kylee quickly before she could walk away. Just the look in Dean's eyes was Kylee's undoing, but she didn't tell Dean that.
"Do you know how much I love you?" he asked her and then kissed her before she could answer.
"Enough to take care of your dirty underwear?" she smiled.
"Wow. More than being able to leave your dirty underwear lying around. That's a lot," Kylee giggled.
Dean held her close and hushed her with long, lingering kisses that took her breath away.