"You know Dean and Bobby. Dean's probably headed home to start work already." Dean had also built a nursery for the triplets in under a week.
"When it's done, when it's done we can bring you home. But I'll stay here until they are." He presses his lips to the back of her hand. There was no way he was leaving until she was safe at home. With a faint smile, Sam moves a lock of her hair off her shoulder. "You're probably going to get sick of me before this is done."
He's going to hover. But he can't help it. They're having a baby. A perfect little girl.
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Date: 2013-01-27 04:32 am (UTC)"When it's done, when it's done we can bring you home. But I'll stay here until they are." He presses his lips to the back of her hand. There was no way he was leaving until she was safe at home. With a faint smile, Sam moves a lock of her hair off her shoulder. "You're probably going to get sick of me before this is done."
He's going to hover. But he can't help it. They're having a baby. A perfect little girl.