habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

082. baby's first crime scene

Larissa is sitting at the first table in the library and Athena is in her lap.

"This little piggy went to the market." Larissa gently wiggles Athena's big toe. "This one stayed home." She wiggles her second toe. Athena babbles around her thumb in her mouth. "This one had roast beef." She wiggles Athena's third toe. "This little piggy had none." She wiggles her fourth toe. "And this little piggy went wee, wee, wee all the way home."

Larissa tickles her fingers up Athena's leg and tickles her stomach. Athena grins and uses her free hand, putting it over Larissa's hand. Larissa peppers a few kisses onto her baby's face, only causing her to continue grinning.

Larissa looks up when she hears something and sees Dean putting groceries on the table and he sits down across from her.

"Hey." She greets, smiling as Athena continues to drum her fingers on the back of her hand.

"Hey." Dean nods, grabbing a beer and opening it. They both look over and see Sam walking in, his hair a mess and he looks extremely sleeping despite sleeping for so long.

"Y-- man, I'm telling you, give me five minutes with some clippers, and..." Dean says. 

Athena lets out a loud noise, smiling when she recognizes her father.

"Oh, shut up." Sam tells his brother. "Uh, what time did I lay down?" Athena continues to babble, waiting for her dad to come and get her.

"You took a siesta around noon. Yesterday." Dean says. He grabs a beer and tosses it to Sam, but the younger one fails to catch it, the bottle crashing to the floor.

"I'm sorry. I, uh..." Sam says.

"That's why we don't have nice things, Sam." Dean says as Sam stumbles.

"You okay?" Larissa asks.

"Yeah, I'm-I'm fine. I just--" Sam leans against the table. "Uh, you know what, I'm gonna get dressed. We should go find Kevin."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Easy, Sleeping Beauty. Look, man, I've hacked into every security camera around Garth's houseboat, Kevin's hometown, where Ms. Tran lived..."

"And?"

"Well, nothing so far."

"Dean, we have to find him."

"I know. I know, but Garth is out looking for him, we got a hunter APB out on Kevin, we will do what we can from here while you get better."

Athena's babbles have turned into cries as she just wants her dad.

"Sammy, come grab your child... but sit down first." Larissa says.

"I-- I'm fine. I can still go out there. I can still hunt." Sam says, not really hearing his wife who tries to comfort the baby.

"Really?" Dean asks.

Sam and Dean go to the shooting gallery and Larissa gets up, bouncing Athena.

"It's okay, baby. It's okay." Larissa comforts. With Sam out of sight, Athena manages to somewhat easily be able to calm down, accepting her mother's comfort.

Larissa looks over as Sam and Dean walk back in. 

"Unless you're going to hold her, do not talk." Larissa hisses.

"Sorry." Sam whispers. He rubs Athena's back, standing so he's in her line of vision. "Hey, sweetie." He softly greets. Athena coos, eyes brightening when she realizes it's her dad.

Sam takes her from Larissa, holding her against his chest. Athena's head rests on Sam's shoulder, slightly buried in the crook of his neck. Sam kisses her on the cheek, rubbing her back.