The challenge word is Crust and Dean is in love!
It was cherry pie perfection. Sweet, fruity filling and a crispy, flaky crust.
And Dean was in love. His pale green eyes were alive with the joy of high-quality baked-goods and his nose twitched, in pure baby-bunny fashion, at the delicious aroma.
"You really made it?"
Eloise smiled at his disbelieving delight, laughing as she patted his heavily-bandaged hand.
"I sure did, hunny."
Her wrinkled face mirrored his child-like pleasure.
"It's small thanks for what you and Sam have done for me."
Dean frowned at his brother and leaned conspiratorially in towards Eloise.
"But do I really have to share?"
Yumm, anyone want pie?