Sorry, no lyrics! Ah well.
"Gotcha!" Dean exclaimed, capturing Cassandra's queen.
"Bugger." she muttered. They'd been playing chess for the past three hours. Every time Cassandra had lost. Every. Single. Time. There was a knock on the bunker door and Cassandra stood up. "I'll get it. Any excuse to end this slaughter." She wandered over to the door, humming 'God rest ye merry gentlemen'. She opened the door. "Whadaya want Gabe?" she asked, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Get your brother, I've got a surprise." Gabriel smiled, which was never a good sign.
"Castiel! Get your angel ass over here!" Cassandra yelled, jumping slightly when the angel appeared behind her. Gabriel chuckled and disappeared. Standing behind him were two people, one with long red hair and one wearing a leather jacket. Cassandra shrieked and jumped on them both. "Bathazar! Anna! What? I thought you were dead!"
"Slow down Cassandra, you'll strangle us." Balthazar laughed, trying, (and failing) to extricate himself from Cassandra's death hug. Cassandra reached behind her and grabbed the lapel of Castiel's trench coat. "C'mere you." she mumbled, wrapping her arms around all the angels. Dean walked into the hallway. "Ha! Charlie, Sam, you gotta come see this." Sam and Charlie came running, to find four angels hugging and Dean doubled over, clutching his sides with laughter. "Get her off." Castiel growled, gritting his teeth. "Aww." Cassandra pouted and let go. "How are you here?"
"It wasn't just the psychos that came back." Anna said, pushing past her siblings to stand in front of Dean. "No hard feelings. Let's just pretend that what happened didn't." Dean nodded.
"What happened?" Cassandra asked, her head cocked.
"Nothing." Dean and Anna said in unison. Sam snorted and Castiel did his 'bitch please' face. There was about a minute of awkward silence which Dean broke with a cry of "Drinks!" Charlie struck up a conversation with Anna, at one point they yelled "Ruad du brath!". Which got some weird looks and a knowing nod from Cassandra. Sam sat down and immediately Fred draped himself over the hunter. Even Castiel found it funny to see Moose try to push the dog off him, who was now about the size of an Irish wolfhound. "Bloody dog." he hissed.
"He's got rabies." Cassandra said with a smile, enjoying the look of pure horror that crossed Sam's face.
"Does he really?" Charlie asked worriedly. Cassandra stifled a laugh with the back of her hand.
"Nah, but Sam doesn't know that, and besides I enjoy watching someone that huge being scared." Charlie rolled her eyes. "You're evil." she said. Cassandra gave her a wink and went back to tormenting Sam. Charlie went back to talking to Anna. "Yes, she's always like that." Anna said as Charlie sat down next to her.
"Uh, Dean." Castiel whispered, fiddling with the hem of his trench coat.
"Mmm what? And stop doing that. It's infuriating." Dean sad gruffly, his head in the fridge.
"Can Anna and Balthazar please stay?" Castiel asked, using the puppy-dog eyes that Sam had taught him.
"Dean'll do whatever you want." Sam'd told him with a smirk. "It's his one weakness. Other than pie and booze of course." Dean's face screwed up in thought.
"Damn those puppy eyes." he muttered under his breath, too low for Castiel to hear. "Yeah sure man." Castiel walked out of the kitchen with a triumphant look on his face. Cassandra saw it and jumped up in the air, pumping her fists. "Yeeees!" she screamed.
"You might wanna yell that a bit lounder, I don't think they heard you at the White House." Dean said, tossing bottles of beer to people. This time it was Sam who missed his. "There's always someone isn't there." he sighed.
After four games of Scrabble and three Indiana Jones movies, Anna insisted that they all needed sleep, even the angels, whose Grace'd been damaged by the fall. For once, Castiel wasn't the one with the broken Grace.
Ruad du brath is Gaelic for 'Redheads forever!' I made the mistake of telling this to two of my best friends who are both 'rangers' as Ryan puts it. They shouted it for a week until Sarah, Jobe and I threatened them with a cricket bat.