Word Count: 270
Characters/Pairing: Dean Winchester, John Winchester
Summary: Sometimes blessings come in different ways.
“What do you have there, son?”
Dean held out the paper to his father. “It’s a letter to Santa.”
“Uh, Dean. It’s a little early for Christmas.”
“Well, this is important.”
“Yes, I can see that.” John stared at the crayon scribbles on the page. “Why don’t you tell me what it says.”
“Okay.” Dean nodded eagerly as he took the paper away from his father. “Dear Santa. Thank you for all of the gifts last year. The cars went really fast and vrooomed across the floor. One almost tripped Mom. But she wasn’t mad. She just gave Dad a look. I don’t know why though. He wasn’t the one making the cars go fast. Mom and Dad said they were having me a baby brother. But, Santa, I don’t want a baby brother. Could you take him back and bring me a bicycle instead? Love, Dean.”
John bit his lip to keep from laughing as he scooped Dean up onto his lap. “Son, this isn’t something that Santa can take back. But believe me, having a brother isn’t going to be all that bad.” He smiled at Dean’s doubtful look. “Just think when he gets older and you do something you shouldn’t you’ll have someone else to blame it on.”
He winked at his wife as he quickly kissed the top of Dean’s head before he put him down. “Run along and play now, son.”
As he ran out of the room, a huge smile began to spread across Dean’s face as his Dad’s words sunk in. Maybe having a baby brother wouldn’t be so bad after all.