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"And the Crowd Goes Wild" (SPN birthday fic for ileliberte!) (G, gen, pre-series)
the arch of the eyebrows gives it away
Happy birthday to the ridiculously talented ileliberte! Honey, I know you asked for happy pre-series fic, and I don't think this was quite what you had in mind, but I hope it pleases anyway.

"And the Crowd Goes Wild"

Clap-clap-clap. Mary had Sammy's tiny hands enveloped in hers, and she was making silly faces and pretending he was applauding entirely of his own volition. "Who's Mommy's baby boy?" she asked happily. Clap-clap-clap.

Big, strong hands surrounded hers, then warm arms slipped around her waist. John's mouth was hot on her neck. "Come outside," he said; "you don't want to miss it."

She couldn't think what he could be talking about, but she scooped Sammy up and settled him, gurgling contentedly, on her shoulder. His hair smelled so sweet.

John led her through the house, out the back door and onto the porch. Dean was waiting there, a small, weighted baseball bat dangling from one dimpled hand. When he saw her, his eyes lit up and a huge grin streaked across his face. "Mommy!" he cried, making her stop short guiltily. Had it really been that long since she'd reminded him how much she loved him?

"She's here to see the home-run champ," John said solemnly, taking the back porch steps with a deliberate swagger. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, Daddy," Dean said earnestly, turning away from her with a determined frown of concentration wrinkling his little face.

"Alright then," John said, positioning the ball carefully on the T-ball stand and dramatically hurrying out of the way.

Thwack! The baseball sailed high in a perfect arc, landing in the Winslows' back yard.

John made ahhhh! and the crowd goes wild! noises as Dean carefully ran the bases, touching each tree or rock in turn with his small sneakered foot. When Dean came back to home, the three of them were grinning at him. Clap-clap-clap went Sammy's little hands.

Winchesters + baseball = LOVE

So bittersweet and delicious, hon. ♥

This whole family is just too easy to fall for!


D'awwwwww! DEAN!! ::claps too!::

Seriously, I'm pretty much doing a seal impression over here. DEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAN!

That is made of adorable.

Just look at the source material!


AWWWWWWWWW, Mary's there too! And baby Sammy! And wee Dean and John, awww. That was lovely, thank you so much!

Happy birthday, honey! I'm so glad I've met you, and that we share a fandom (and because you're so very generous with your talent).


Oh, Winchesters... and baseball! Awesome.

I thought you might get a kick out of this! Thanks!

I couldn't quite decide if Sammy learned or if Mary was still leading him, but either way, Sammy's cheering for Dean! Whoot!

How beautiful. It speaks of such hope... I hate this was taken away from them. Thank you for writing this.

It's so depressing, isn't it? Thanks for reading anyway!

Eeeeeeee! Little Winchesters! *dies of schmoop*

eeeeeeeeee! More gen for you!

This family is ridiculously well-adapted to schmoop. And angst. And just . . . everything good, you know?

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This was adorably cute and heartwarming. Proud papa and his little leaguer with mommy and Sammy rounding out the cheering section :). Too sweet!

I just love the idea of Dean getting cheered on by his whole family, you know? Thanks!

Now I am melted into a puddle. *snf*

Oh, this family! What are they doing to us!

"Had it really been that long since she'd reminded him how much she loved him?" --- this, I could cry at. The whole fic is simply lovely.

A lot of older siblings must feel that sense of loss, when their moms are all wrapped up in the wonder of a new baby, I think. I just wanted Mary to be a really good mom and to realize it on her own.


Gorgeous warm fuzzy moment. &hearts
Why does it leave me kinda sad? It's not fair how Winchesters can do that to me. Especially in your capable hands.

It's sad because there aren't these moments of triumph too often in their lives, and there really should have been. I think that's what makes the Winchesters so compelling - they were so ordinary and then were forced into becoming extraordinary.