Baby Bird.

Preface.

He checked on the two small boys that where now sleeping soundly in the make shift bedroom he had thrown together for them after their father had decided to slip under the radar again, a sudden flash if lightning caused him to flinch, he cursed under his breath as he flopped down on to the sofa his body tired and aching from running around after the boys and researching for john.

He could hear a child cry through the storm and rose once more to double check the boys, nothing Sammy was curled under his covers with his arm round a bears neck and Dean was facing the wall shivering slightly after kicking the covers off, Bobby sighed and covered the child up smiling to himself, no matter how hard the struggle was he loved having the boys.

He continued to check the house following the cries of the mystery child, he yanked at the front door to see a cardboard box with a crudely scribbled message on it,

"It's your problem now"

He picked the box up heart racing and placed it on the table in his kitchen, with shaking hands he pulled the flaps of the box open only to be met with a tiny new born,

"Balls!"

He muttered lifting the child out of the box and holding the baby close to him trying to warm her up, He looked in to her large green eyes unable to look away,

"Robyn" he whispered to her "Robyn Karen Singer"