Room 314 - Early Saturday Morning

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Last night had been...interesting. Chuck had fun, yes, and he didn't regret anything that happened at all, no matter how awkward it felt after. It just gave him a lot to think about. He didn't like that too much. Having stuff to think about was no good. Thinking meant that there wasn't much sleep going on and no sleep meant that Chuck wasn't in the

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Chuck really needed to learn to lock his door.

Or teach whichever kid had been in last to close it properly. Either way.

Otherwise this was just going to keep happening. Poor Chuck. He would've got jumped on, if only Nate had been big enough to make it up onto that huge bed. Since he wasn't he was just going to be greeted by a gleeful whisper of, "Daddy!" and a scrambling attempt at getting up there.

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Chuck needed to learn how to use a condom, that's what he needed to do. Though in his defense, Mary had been Dean's stupid fault. Really.

He sighed, sat up and decided that there was in no way he was going to have a peaceful weekend. At least his kids were cute.

"Need a little help?" Chuck asked the kid.

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"Uh huh." He nodded emphatically stretching up towards Chuck. "Up, daddy, UP!" At least the kid demanded things with a smile. That was something.

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"Okay, okay," Chuck said, leaning over so he could pick Nate up and place him onto the bed. He frowned when he saw what the kid was wearing. "You're not another Winchester, are you?"

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Nate looked more than slightly bemused as he shook his head and tried to clamber onto Chuck's lap.

"M' a Nate!" Duh.

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Whoa, kid sitting on his lap. He was not used to that. Still, he didn't make any effort to push Nate off. He was a pretty cute kid, after all.

"You're a Nate," Chuck said with an amused smirk. "...you don't happen to have another dad named Nate, do you?"

Look, Mary has traumatized Chuck for life. He needed to ask these things now.

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"Nope, nope," he replied, leaning against Chuck, because hi, daddy. "Jus' a you an' a mommy!"

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Wow, this kid was cuddly. Between the cuddling and the flannel Chuck was extremely surprised this wasn't Sam's kid.

He was relieved to find this one had a mommy though. "Does this mommy have a name? Other than Mommy, I mean."

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Nate nodded again, "Ang'la."

... Ehh. He was almost there.

"S'posed be food time!" he announced. Well it was. Morning and all, even if the routine and the... everything, really, was different.

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"Wait, hold on." Food time could wait. "Do you mean Angela? As in Montenegro?"

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It was a long word, Nate wasn't even going to try and say it. "Yup." He did nod just to make sure, and bounced on Chuck's lap.

"Youuuu know mommy," he said. Of course he did!

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"I do know mommy," Chuck said with a smile. He didn't think he'd ever be having a kid with mommy but, whatever. It was better than certain other people he had kids with this weekend. "Mommy's here. Did you know that?"

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Nate shook his head, looking up at Chuck.

"Foun' you first," he said. "An' I'm not s'posed to get losted." And yet, he had. "Where?"

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"I assume she's upstairs in her room," Chuck said, pointing up. "I'm sure she's going to be excited to see you."

And completely traumatized, he was sure.

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"Uh huh!" he agreed, and grabbed Chuck's hand. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon."

Because the fact she was there obviously meant she needed finding.

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Chuck smiled and took Nate's hand. "Okay, okay, okay. Let's go find Mommy."

And then maybe Chuck could leave Nate with her.