Mary Winchester smiled as she tucked a 3 year old Dean into bed.
"Goodnight baby. Angels are watching over you."
"Night mummy I love you. " A sleepy Dean called out to her as she walked to the doorway. stopping in the doorway to turn off the light she turned back to her son and smiled.
"I love you too baby. So much." She turned off the light and left the door slightly ajar as she exited the room and turned to her own bedroom the smile still on her face.
Dean was sound asleep when Castiel arrived for his nightly visit to the child. He did not come as Dean would know him in his later years but as the celestial force he true is. every night he would layer butterfly kissed on the child's face, knowing of his importance. Vessels always had guardian angels, most importantly the vessels of the Micheal. It was an honor to be chosen he thought to himself as he watched dutifully. all night.
Dean yawned at the breakfast table rubbing sleep from his eyes and still in his pajamas. He soon resumed eating his cereal. John sat next to him with the paper in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other and absentmindedly nibbling at toast. Mary kissed the top of her sons head as she passed by him. She drank her coffee and looked over at dean who was waking up now and beginning to enjoy his cereal. she smiles to herself while wondering why his freckles only show up at night.