"You know you can't keep her right, She's a god damn child!" The older hunter said, flailing his arms in verious directions.
"I know, Just let me enjoy a moment with her, please" Dean said holding her on his lap as she slept. Bobby sighed, nodded and said,
"10 minutes," and left the room leaving the two in complete silence except for the young girls steady breathing. Suddenly her eyes fluttered open. She yawned. Her long brown hair framing her shoulders. She looked at the man holding her she smiled and said,
"My names Mae whats yours?" Her voice was bubbly and reminded dean of sam when he was little.
"Hi Mae, I-im dean," She looked at him and smiled.

"Where are we? And can we play a game?" She was only 4 and yet she was talking. Dean laughed at how cool the pre schooler was in this situation.

"Sure, umm what do you want to play?" Dean asked. He had no clue what to do with a four year old who wanted to play a game.

"How about super heroes! I'll be super lady girl, and you can be manly man boy and you can be my side kick!" She said grinning. Dean laughed at her. And this was how he spent the rest of his after noon. As manly man boy, fighting the evil giant teddy bear who was holding the smaller animals captive. Eventually Mae fell asleep, she was tired, I mean who wouldnt be after fighting a mutant teddy bear. Dean made her a make shift bed out of Bobbies pillows and his jacket as a blanket. Dean looked at her. A silver tear rolled down his cheek. He felt a hand on his back. He turned to see a familiar angel in a trench coat standing there.

"It's for the best Dean, she'll get to live a normal life,"

"I know," He said. He whipped his eyes.

"I have to take her now, i'm sorry," Cas said looking at the hunter. Dean nodded and picked up the sleeping little girl. She cuddled in closer. Dean reluctantly handed over his only child. Cas took the girl in his arms and said,

"I'm sorry Dean, I truly am," And Castiel began to walk towards the door until Dean said,

"Wait, just let me do one thing" and he leaned in a kissed the sleeping girl on the forehead. He whispered,

"Goodbye, precious,"