Sorry it took a little longer to upload this chapter, but i was having a hard time trying to come up how i wanted this chapter to go. I'm also sorry if this seems to be a little on the boring side, but i wanted it to be more lighthearted and wanted to show the kind of relationship that the characters have. I would like to thank anyone who favorited, read, and followed my story. I also want to thank NightlyLexie for her support and her review! Now enough of my babble, let's get onto the story!

I grabbed all of the ingredients that we were going to need and handed them to Cas, who put them on the counter behind him.

"Ok, so you can make the pancakes," i pulled out a large bowl and put it on the counter, "put in the flour, baking powder, salt, sugar, and sift it all together." Turning around i began my own task; the omelets. I got a glass bowl, cracked four eggs in it, and whisked it together.

"I have finished sifting the ingredients." Turning around i held in my laughter as i saw a flour-faced Cas. I smiled and checked his work.

"Alright, now just add the milk, butter, and eggs." My eyebrow arched in curiosity when i met the gaze of a bemused Cas. "Is there something you're confused about."

"Um, no. It's alright." Nodding my head, i turned around and resumed my work on the other plate. I stopped mid-pour when i heard a crunching sound, followed by a frustrated sigh. It looked like the egg had exploded in Cas's hands, and there was egg running down his sleeves and all over the counter.

"What happened Cas?" He looked up apologetically, and his lips formed a thin line.

"I am having a difficult time, coming up with how to smoothly release the substance from it's shell." I giggled at his silliness, and grabbed a napkin.

"I can show you how if you want." i laughed when Cas nodded his head eagerly, and i handed him the napkin. "Alright, first clean yourself up. What you do is tap the side of the egg onto your bowl, and then split it down the middle." Cas watched tentatively and nodded his head in understanding.

"Fascinating. I shall give it a try." I handed him another egg, and watched in amusement as he carefully repeated my instructions. When he successfully did it, his baby blue eyes lit up with glee, and it couldn't help but tug at my heartstrings. Without even realizing it, my mind slipped into a memory of the time my mom taught me how to cook. I remember the way her sweet voice rang in my ears as she instructed me, and how her warm delicate hands guided mine. I felt a lump starting to form in my throat, so my gaze darted to the floor, and i prayed that no tears would slip. Unfortunately, this didn't go unnoticed by Cas. "Lyra, what's the matter?" I brought up my gaze and did my best to give him a somewhat of a smile.

"Nothing, i'm fine. Don't worry about it." Cas didn't seem all that convinced, but thankfully he didn't pry. After we finished the pancakes and the omelets, we then worked on the eggs and bacon. Cas volunteered to crack the eggs in the pan now that he had that skill mastered. Once everything was done, we slid a little of every dish onto four plates, and i had Cas set them at the table. I set the coffee machine, and wiped my hands on the sides of my legs, satisfied with how everything turned out.

"I'll go get the guys Cas. Can you keep an eye on the coffee machine?" I couldn't help but smile when Cas nodded and stared at the machine. Turning i headed back to where Dean was and patted his shoulder. "Foods ready." I looked down at his lap and saw my book. I raised an eyebrow, and put my hand on my hip. "You actually read?" Laughing, i dodged the pillow he threw at me.

"Oh shut up. Anyway this Ruby chick is kind of intense." He smirked and cocked his head to the side. "Kinda reminds me of someone." I rolled my eyes and looked around.

"Sam's still not up?" He stood up and stretched, a little bit of his toned stomach peeked out of his shirt and i looked away, feeling a blush spread on my cheeks.

"Give the poor guy a break. He got his ass kicked on our last hunt."

"I got mine kicked 'cause i had to helpyours." I looked over my shoulder, and saw Sam standing by the doorframe. His long hair was tousled and his clothes were baggy and wrinkled. Dean chuckled and set the book on the sofa.

"Good morning sunshine!"

"Shut up Dean." Sam looked at me and smiled. "Good morning Lyra."

"Hey, Sam. Cas and i made breakfast, want some?" Sam shook his head incredulously, and laughed. The sound of Cas's urgent voice caused our heads to whip in the direction from where it came.

"Lyra! The coffee device is leaking!" I let out a low laugh and hurried over to the kitchen. I saw cas leaning over the coffee machine, and he had a mortified expression on his face. I stifled my laugh i made my way towards him, and patted his back.

"It's alright Cas, it's supposed to do that." Relief washed over his face and he fixed his stance.

"Holy he- what's all this?" I turned and saw Sam staring at the banquet incredulously, and Dean was looking at it like a puppy staring at the world's biggest bone. Dean chuckled and patted Sam's chest.

"Sammy, when life hands you all this food," his eyes slid over to Sam, and he had a goofy smile on his lips, "don't question it." Sam closed his eyes and let out a humored sigh.

"Of course that's your life motto Dean."

"You know it Sammy! Let's dig in!" We all sat at the table, and without a thought, Dean started gobbling down his food. No surprise there. Cas gave Dean a worried glance and then he looked at me.

"Lyra, if Dean keeps eating at this pace, he'll choke." Sam bit back his laugh, and i chuckled.

"Trust me Cas, Dean never chokes when it comes to food." Dean looked at me and smiled with food in his mouth.

"You're damn right, Ly!" Sam glanced over at me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks Lyra. You didn't have to do all of this for us." I shook my head and smiled.

"No problem. I had a little help anyway, and you know i love cooking." The sound of Dean's hacking and coughing caused us to look, and to our surprise, he was actually choking on something. Cas looked petrified and he reached out towards Dean.

"See! It happened!" Cas punched Dean on the back several times before an egg shell shot out of his throat.

"What the hell? Ly were you trying to kill me?" Dean shot me a shocked look and i raised my hands in defense. Cas looked up apologetically and scratched his head.

"I apologize. It was me. When i was releasing the eggs i accidentally got some of the shells in the batter. I thought i got all of the pieces out." We all stared at Cas before we broke out in laughter. Dean was the first one to finish his fit of laughter.

"Don't worry chuckles. These pancakes are damn good, so i'll overlook it." Cas gave a please smile and returned to his plate. For the first time in a long time, we were able to sit around the table and eat. The atmosphere felt comfortable and strangely happy. I don't know why, but i prayed to Castiel to be able to have more moments like these. Cas looked at me and gave me a smile that told me he would do everything in his power to make it happen. It was beginning to feel like a home, and there was no way i was going to let it go. "Oh by the way chuckles, why is your face covered in flour? You almost look as pale as our own little Casper over here." Cas looked at Dean confused and tilted his head.

"Who's Casper?"