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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.

*dead of cute* wee!dean the home-run champ and his biggest wee!fan. so completely adorable.

I love happy stories with all 4 of them. This is wonderful.

This is absolutely adorable. And bittersweet.
Oh, Winchesters.


All hail the perfect little "AW" moments they used to have....

It pretty much writes itself, you know?

Aw. This was so freaking cute.

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Thanks for letting me know! What a lovely write-up!

Aw, little Dean and baseball! So cute! And John as a normal dad is so awesome to see. =)

I really liked writing this John - good husband, good daddy. It's a nice change of pace from the fractured father we usually see.


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What a gorgeous little moment in time for the Winchesters. I like this, it's nice to think of them in that tiny space of a few months when they were normal and happy like this.
Thanks for writing and sharing :)

Thanks so much! I really want to believe that every moment of those few months was lovely.

awww, that's so adorable! it totally made me tear up! *smishes them all*

breaks my heart!

Poor tiny Dean, how much he loves his Mommy, and how proud he is that he can do what his Daddy is teaching him...

And baby Sammy is like a part of Mommy that he will still have.... I bet Sammy still smelled like her for a short while...

Clap-clap-clap went Sammy's little hands. whimper!

That's such a wonderful reading of this story - you got me all teared up!

Thank you so much for the kind words!

*Applauds you*

Adorable has been used a lot to describe this fic, but it truly is the best word for it.:)

Aw so lovely.

"ohn made ahhhh! and the crowd goes wild! noises " Oh JOHN!

I know, right? Pre-fire John looked like an amazing daddy.