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Library [04/17]

Sam managed to pass all of his kids off to other people to watch during his library shift, except for his Ethics egg baby. But, he didn't think he had to worry much about Benedict making a mess.

[Open! Please do not break the egg baby, but feel free to break Sam. *g* I will be on slowplay during the day.]

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"Aaah," Sam said, nodding in understanding. He couldn't just ignore her with her standing so close, so he reached over and wrapped an arm around her. "There's lots of good books here too. Do you want me to find some for you? That is my job, after all."

"Can I look?" She asked hopefully, "I like pulling the books off the shelves and reading the backs first. I promise to put them back when I'm done."

Sam thought about that for a moment, before nodding. "I guess that would be all right, as long as you put the books back in the right place."

"Yay!" She hugged him goodbye, then made a beeline towards Special Collections, drawn by some inevitable, combined Summers Winchester instinct for finding trouble.

It took a moment for Sam to realize where she was headed - and really, having been cursed with his genes and Dawn's, it should have been a given in his mind - and he was just thankful that he had long enough legs to try to stop her before she went in. "Whoa! Maggie, no!" he yelled.

"What?" Maggie almost bumped into Sam's knees and was now very confused. It was a library. Nothing bad ever happened in libraries.

She was still a little young for stories of the Hellmouth.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you. You can't go in there," Sam said, pointing to Special Collections. "That's where we keep the bad books."

"Books aren't bad, just sometimes the people that use them," she recited.

Sam couldn't resist smirking. "You've been taught well, I see. And okay, you're right, none of the books in there are bad, as far as I know. But they're dangerous to people who don't know how to use them. I'm not even allowed to go in there, unless I'm taking somebody with me. That's how dangerous they are."

"You could take me with you?"

"Sorry," Sam said, although he didn't sound very much so. "Only students are allowed in there, with a permission form from a teacher. You're too young."

Maggie pouted, then added puppy dog eyes. "I'm almost ten." In another two years, maybe. "Is that old enough?"

Those puppy dog eyes were going to be the end of him, he was certain. "Nope. Fourteen and up only," he said. "There's lots of other books in the library for you to look at though."

"Where are the fairy tales?" She asked, frowning a little. Maybe the other kids would help her break into Special Collections later. She just knew the good books were in there.

"They're over here," Sam said, more than happy to usher her away from Special Collections, to the fairy tales shelves. "You can look at any of these that you want to."

"Where are the ones where the bad guys win?" She liked to see what the good guys did wrong.

Sam looked at her oddly. "I don't know if we have any of those. I think the good guys usually win, like they're supposed to."

"But nobody wins all the time," she argued, "'cept maybe you and Mommy and Uncle Dean."

"That's because we're the good guys. And good ladies, in your Mom's case," Sam said. "The good guys always win." That might not have been true, but he didn't think Maggie was old enough to know the reality of that.

"I'm a good guy," she declared, standing on her tippy toes to reach a book with a pretty green cover. Maybe it had dragons in it.

"You don't want to be a good lady?" Sam teased.

Maggie shook her head. "Ladies can't get dirty, so they don't have as much fun. Mommy says being a lady's boring."

"You are definitely your mother's daughter," Sam said, laughing. "Not that that's a bad thing, of course. But you know, most boys like ladies..." He trailed off, eying her.

She made a face. "Boys are stupid. I'm not gonna date 'till I'm a hundred."

She'd be taking that back in a couple of years.

Sam practically beamed at Maggie, and went over to pull her into a hug. "That's just what Daddies like to hear. Good girl," he said.

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