DEAN (35)
CAS (34)
JOANNA ELLEN (5)
MARY BETH (NOT FUCKING BORN YET)
KEVIN ROBERT (3)
GABRIEL NERO (17)
CASEY TRIX (16) (Gabe calls her Twix after his favorite candy) (She's short, so Dean calls her the Twix Pixie)
15 Years Later
"Joanna Ellen! Will you stop jumping on the couch?!" Dean scolded.
"Dean, she's five years old, let her jump," Cas tsked, laying Kevin Robert down for a nap. Giggles came from the front room.
"Is that my Twix Pixie?" Dean shouted.
"Oh my Chuck! Da! Stop it!" Gabe huffed, kicking off his converse.
"Caaaaasssseeeeeyyyy!" Joanna shrieked as she ran across the room.
"Joanna!" Casey smiled.
"Hello, Casey," Castiel said with a courteous nod, heading into the kitchen. "Would you like anything to drink? We have several beverage choices."
"Do you have any water, sir?"
"Of course!" Cas ducked back into the kitchen.
"Hey Twix!" Dean winked.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to steal me," Casey kissed his cheek.
"Me? From my even handsomer son? Never. 'Sides, I got my own sugar." Dean winked at her before leaning over the back of the couch to yell towards the kitchen, "CAS! Make me a sammich!"
"Dean Matthew Winchester, you make your own damn sammich."
"You two are so weird.." Gabe looked disgusted "Imma take mah woman upstairs."
"Don't EVER call me your 'woman' again you hear?" Casey slapped his head.
"Aah! Young love! Ya remember when we were like that?"
"Dean. We kinda skipped that and went straight into sex..."
"Whatever. Its still cute."