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Dean heard the thunder and waited a moment before looking at the darkened doorway to see their son clutching his stuffed duckie.
“Did the storm scare you?” Dean asked softly not wanting to wake Sam. He always worried when Sam didn't get enough rest.
He watched as A.J. shook his head no. “Would Duckie like to sleep in here?” He asked their son. When he saw him hesitate he added, “Duckie, will need you so you better stay as well.” Dean said as he held out his arms to help their son settle in between them for the night.