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Fourth floor common room, Sunday morning

Dean was up fairly bright and early -- or at least what he considered bright and early -- and out in the Common Room cooking mass amounts of breakfast. Both John William and Cas were helping and he suspected that even if no one else showed up, the three of them would be able to polish off a good portion of what they were cooking.

And then maybe later he'd take them out for pie.

The boys were Winchesters after all.

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"Samantha Dean," Peyton said helpfully, "Don't damage your Aunt, okay? You've got to warn people before you tackle them, Sammi."

She shook her head. "This is so surreal."

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Angela laughed, "Tell me about it. Wow."

"Uh, this," she said, indicating Nate who was back to clinging at her legs. "Is Nate."

"Hi, Nate," Peyton said with a smile. "Yours and...?"

"M' a Bass!" Nate told her proudly. Oh, was he his father's son. "Who're YOU?"

Sammi wrinkled up her nose. "My daddy knows a Bass and he hates 'im."

"Sammi," Peyton said warningly. "That's not very nice to say." No matter how true it might be. "I'm Peyton, Nate, and it's nice to meet you."

"That's a funny name," Nate told her. "And my daddy's more awesome than yours!" He had no idea, but he thought it was pretty safe to assume his daddy was more awesome than anyone.

Angela was internally facepalming.

"HAH!" Sammi said loudly. "My daddy is the awesomest daddy ever ever ever and your daddy is, is... DOG POOP!" It was the worst insult she could think of.

"And my new big almost-brother will beat you up. HAH!"

Peyton's eyes went huge. "Sammi! No one is beating anyone up!"

"EWWW. Is not!" Nate hurled back, pulling his best bitchface, and tugging on Angela's hand. "Mommy, tell her!"

Sammi giggled. "You look like my Uncle Sammy when you do that and Daddy says he's a girl, so you must be too!"

Okay, Peyton thought, trying to catch hold of Sammi. Looks like the Bass hate is genetic. "Samantha Dean Winchester!"

"Sorry," she said to Angela. "She's usually not like this.

"... He actually is," Angela admitted.

"Am not!" Nate pouted. "Heeee's a girl," he said, pointing at Hannibal instead.

"Unc 'Anabelle is NOT a GIRL," Sammie screeched.

Peyton just face-palmed.

"'Annabella Annabella," he giggled. Easily amused.

"Maybe you shouldn't listen to everything your daddy says," Angela decided.

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"Neither of you should listen to everything your daddies say," Peyton added.

Sammi just made a face, but wrapped her arms around Peyton's legs.

Angela sighed. "I'm going to sleep for a week after this," she declared.

"Yeah," Peyton said quietly, but it was probably pretty clear from her face that she wished she could keep Sammi.

Angela could sort of relate. For all that Nate was kind of driving her crazy, she was getting attached to the two of them.

"But they are adorable," she had to allow. "And... energetic. This kid isn't actually as bad as the other one."

Peyton raised an eyebrow. "The other one?"

Angela nodded. "I left her with Hannibal while I found something to entertain--" she pointed down at Nate "--this one."

"Never stops talking." Or close enough. She smiled, "It's very familiar."

Peyton smiled at her. "This little one apparently has a bit of a temper, which I have to admit she probably comes by naturally."

Angela laughed, "I can't imagine where she picked that up from."

She ruffled Nate's hair. "Yeah, where this one is like his daddy, Kendal is... a lot like me."

"Sammi... definitely both of us," Peyton said.

Angela smiled at that. So damn cute.

"Think you'd want to play with... your distant sort of cousin Kendal later?" she asked Sammi. If they played with each other, might just get some rest for their parents? Maybe?

"Yes!" Sammi said happily.

"But not tonight," Peyton reminded her. "Tonight you're going to go see Grandpa John and Grandma Zoe with Daddy."

And she thought her kid's extended family was complicated. Angela huffed a laugh.

"Well I'm sure Hannibal will be along with her in a minute. We'll see how things work out."