Summary: Sequel to 'A Hot Summer's Night'. Castiel and Dean try their best to make it through, and as little Eden grows, their lives are blessed more with each passing day. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Eden Winchester.

A/N: Thanks for the support with the last chapter! Really, you have no idea how much it means to me!

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The Simple Things

Chapter Two

Castiel was making himself a cup of coffee when he heard the rushing of air.

He turned to see Crowley leaning against the door to the kitchen, the two smiling at each other. Crowley had kept coming back often to see his niece, and after everything the group of friends had been through during the Apocalypse that didn't quite happen it would be wrong not for him to visit them. Especially since he saw so much of Bobby.

"Would you like a drink, Crowley?" Castiel asked, the demon shaking his head.

"You know I don't drink anything other than whiskey, Cas." He chuckled, "And if I'm going to be seeing my favourite girl then I can't be having that, can I?"

"She just woke up from her nap." Castiel said with a smile, "Bet she starts crying for me in a minute."

The two went into the living room, both settling as Castiel picked up the baby monitor, showing Crowley what Eden was doing as she sat in her crib, playing with her blanket. Goodness, she never put that blanket down. It was the comforter she loved the most and Castiel knew he really couldn't take it away from her.

"Look, she's gonna stand herself up in a minute and start crying." Castiel said, Crowley laughing softly.

"Look at that hair." He said, taking in the baby's mess of hair, "Just like you. Bet you have a right job on with that when you start having to brush it."

Castiel smiled and took a sip of coffee, watching the monitor as Eden stood herself up and the sounds of her cries and wails coming through the speaker. Her voice was so cute, and Crowley smiled at the fact that the baby was just learning to speak. It made him realise, though, how much he'd missed of her.

"Papa!"

Castiel smiled at Crowley and put his coffee on the mantelpiece, taking the monitor with him. He watched his little girl as she hiccuped and cried in her crib, his heart breaking at the sound of it.

"I'll be right back." He said softly, "She'll be pleased to see you. She hasn't for a while, has she?"

"I know." Crowley replied, "I'm sorry. I've been busy."

"Yeah, I know." Castiel said with a smile, "I'll just go and get her."

The former angel headed up the stairs, going to the baby's room and opening the door which made her turn her head, the two meeting eyes and sharing a loving look as tears rolled down her face.

"Hello, my darling." He whispered, "It's okay, Papa's here."

He opened the blind in the bedroom a little as she sat herself back down, turning off the monitor and placing it on the small table where her lullaby player sat before turning to his child who sat gazing up at him with tearful eyes.

"Oh, baby, look at your hair." He chuckled, taking in how twisted her onesie was, "We'd better take you downstairs, huh? Uncle Crowley's here."

Surprisingly, Eden couldn't get enough of seeing her demonic uncle, since he spoiled her to a point where Castiel and Dean became nervous. He doted on her, and Castiel never believed it possible of the demon but damn, did he have a soft spot for Eden. She just melted him. It must've been those big doe eyes she had, and that unbelievably cute pout she had when she got upset.

At the very mention of the demon's name, Eden squealed happily and bounced up and down, standing herself and reaching out to Castiel, wiggling her fingers for him to pick her up. Grabbing her blanket, teddy and the pacifier which he was working her away from, he lifted her into his arms, setting her on the floor of the nursery as he made up her bed, picking her up again and heading downstairs with her.

Crowley's face could've lit up that entire town when he saw Eden in Castiel's arms, the baby beaming and screeching as she saw him.

"Hello, Eden." The demon said with a grin, "How's my favourite girl in the whole wide world, eh?"

"Hi!" Eden squeaked, laughter bubbling up from within her as Castiel passed her across, "Yeah!"

Crowley settled with her on his lap, unable to hide his grin when she just flopped herself forward and rested against his chest, her fingers twisting in his shirt. She wasn't interested in her teddy or pacifier, just her blanket and her Uncle Crowley. She babbled at him, the demon lifting her up and kissing her forehead before letting her settle again.

"My God, someone's grown." He said, "Someone's grown up a bit since I last saw her."

"She said a new word this morning." Castiel said, "She can now officially let us know when she's got a wet diaper."

Crowley watched him as he tried to fight back a laugh.

"Pee-pee." Castiel said, Crowley chuckling and smiling at the baby who bounced on his lap, and who was trying to stand herself up by using his tie as leverage.

"Well, at least she's clear about it." He laughed, taking her little hands in his own which wrapped around his fingers as she pulled her tiny frame up, standing so she was face to face with her uncle, "How gorgeous are you looking today, eh?"

He stroked her head and pulled her closer, tickling her and blowing a raspberry on her cheek. She laughed, kicking her little legs which told Crowley she wanted down. So he put her on the floor and watched as she rolled onto her back, stretching her arms above her head and kicking her legs.

"How are things with you and Dean?" He asked, leaning forward and tickling the baby's belly gently.

"Great. Things are great." Castiel replied, "A lot more so with this little beauty in our lives."

He sat on the floor and opened his arms to her, watching her as she used Crowley's leg to help her stand, taking a few steps by herself before she flopped forward, Castiel catching her and hoisting her in the air, just as she loved it.

Crowley took note of the exhaustion, however, in the former angel's eyes and was grateful that he had no-one to have a child with. Kids were goddamn tiring and it was clear that Castiel was tired. He carried out most of Eden's care since Dean worked, and rarely got a break since Dean was tired when he came back from work.

He was the wife in the relationship and Dean was the husband who went to work, came home, got his dinner on the table and then sat on his butt all night, but to be fair to him, he tried to help out. Castiel refused him permission and did everything for him, but Dean often took care of Eden during the night to give Castiel some rest.

The demon left an hour later, leaving Castiel with his little girl once again.


Dean and Castiel were settled on the sofa that night, Castiel feeding Eden her final bottle of the day as he got her ready for bed. The baby was laying in her papa's arms, just happy to drink her milk and lay there quietly, her finger's over Castiel's as he tapped the bottle gently.

"What a good girl." He whispered, Dean smiling and nodding.

"A very good girl." He added, "You even said a new word, Eden. You're such a clever girl!"

The baby smiled around her bottle and continued to drink from it, also continuing to tap Castiel's fingers as she did.

Dean and Castiel smiled at each other and kissed tenderly, both turning their eyes back to their sleepy baby.

This was truly the apple pie life.

-TBC-


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