Dean watched her while she burped John while he was sleeping. A yawn escaped him and he realized he hadn't really slept alot since the baby had been born. Go figure. Solvie was barely getting any sleep either and maybe Faith staying at the apartment would be a good idea, although if he was looking for a babysitter, he'd ask Emily. Not that Faith wouldn't take care of him, it just seemed that Emily had more of that ... motherly touch? He didn't know.
"Yeah, I was just ... I dunno," he muttered and rubbed his eyes a little before leaning forward and taking John from her arms when she was done. "Don't worry, I have his head," he whispered. She was so worried about that. Like Dean didn't know how to hold a baby.
...
Dean pulled him close and laid back down with John on his chest before moving his legs over Solvei with a grin.
"I'll call Bobby tomorrow, see if he's up to come and visit." Dean rubbed John's back gently as he laid there. He didn't know where he would sleep with Faith here, but they'd figure something out. They always did.