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A good afternoon to remember.
I hear them coming. It is late in the afternoon, the sun shines its last bright, warm, orange light. As I hear the steps coming down the stairs I quickly get up from my bed. I move to the door and I am welcome with the sight of Dean, Cas, and Sam carrying grocery bags. Of course, I am happy to see them, the sight is so comforting and homely that it makes my heart warm and fuzzy. “Dean!” I say as the oldest brother throws my sweater that I left hanging from the stairs to dry. Of course, I know that it was an accident but I saw no intention on his part to pick it up, “I got it, I got it” says Sam who was the last of them. I just shake my head. These boys I swear. The truth is that I am not even mad, I just pretend because well, that's what siblings do.
I get away from the door and I go to help them, with the bags, “I always help you!” I say to Dean -in response to him not picking up my sweater- as I took some bags from his hand, “Yeah, yeah, whatever” answer Dean in his usual unbothered tone. I roll my eyes at that, such a Dean thing to do. I just know being annoying is his way to say he loves me without saying it.
Taking the bags to the kitchen table I turn towards Cas, he is looking for a possible case on his phone. His face is blank like most days, no feeling is shown but well I guess that's how angels are. So I gave him a big hug. I wrap my arms around his torso, he feels warm, like home. He has a pleasant smell, one I can’t quite pinpoint.
He looks down at me and I look up at him. I say to him, in a soft voice like I was telling him the sweetest thing in the world, like honey dripping from my tongue, “I’ll pray to you always because I love you”, he hugs me back tightly, tenderly, he kisses my forehead as in his deep neutral voice he says to me “I’ll always be there when you pray”.
No feeling can describe such a wholesome moment in my life. The orange glow of the sun hitting the window and warming out the room, Sam with a small smile on his lips, Dean whistling a tune under his breath and slowly pulling away all the groceries.
Domestic. Normal. Beautiful. Full of happiness and love.
Cas still hugging me sits and pulls me down to his lab, I hide my face on the crook of his neck. We just sit there for a second, a minute, or hours, I don't know, this is so perfect that time seems to go slower to let me enjoy it. I started to feel sleepy, slowly but gently as Cas rocked me back and forth as if he knew. All worries left my body and I could only focus on that warm fuzzy feeling setting in my chest. I let my body give in.
I felt the gentle hands of Cas moving some hairs out of my face, and how in a low, gentle voice he said to Dean “we should take her to her room and start dinner” as he turned to face him. In a faint memory I feel Dean lifting me up from the cas' lab and carrying me to my room, but before leaving me he, in the most loving way a human being can project love and comfort, kissed my forehead, and as he does a faint whisper leaves his lips “sweet dreams”. With that, I left the reality of my ideal world. With the biggest smile, one could carry. Because I was loved so much in such a short amount of time.
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