She asks Dean later that day if he wants a younger sibling to play with. He considers it for a long time before answering.
“As long as it gets to be my baby,” he finally decides on.
Mary smiles. “Your baby?” She asks, intrigued.
Dean nods. “You and Daddy already had one. I want one now. I want to teach him all the things I know.”
Mary kisses Dean’s forehead, pleased with his answer. She knows he’s going to be a great older brother. Sam is going to need one. (c)