What Once Was

by mainegirlwrites

E/O Challenge: kit. A man's home is his castle. Though sometimes a lonely one.

E/O Challenge: kit

Word count:100

Warnings/Spoilers:

Summary: A man's home is his castle. But a lonely one.

Excuses: Sorry I'm late, but I was recovering from...ah...extended New Year's celebrations.

What Once Was

"Dean, that you?" Bobby hauled himself out of his desk chair, away from the thick volume. His tone change from inquiry to irritation when there was no answer.

"Hey! S'that you in the kit-," he was cut off by the sudden demure appearance of an aproned Karen Singer hovering over a large pot on the stove.

"Come, sit and eat, sweetie," gestured his long-dead wife. Bobby could already taste the meaty goodness of the stew.

Bobby jerked awake, the creases from the page on his cheek, and the bitter taste of what once was in his mouth.