"She'll be okay."
"Dean, I think I should—"
"Sam, we talked about this," Dean narrowed his eyes at his brother. "You can't be with her every second of every day."
"I know that, I just—"
"No," Dean interrupted, shaking his head. "Cass is outside looking for her amulet, then her and I are leaving."
"I can't do this," Sam's breathing increased, running a hand through his hair. "Dean, can I please come with you?"
Dean sighed, looking at his obviously anxious brother. Sam's eyes were begging him, and his look rivaled Ellie's.
"Sammy," Dean began, "This is a good test run. We're just going to grab pizza. No pit stops."
"A good test run?" Sam repeated loudly, throwing his arms out, "This is my child we're talking about, not a new car."
"I meant a good test run for you, Sam," Dean held up a hand in defense, "For you to be able to let Ellie do things without you."
Sam scoffed, shaking his head before whispering, "After yesterday, she's scared. She's not ready."
"She's not ready, or you're not?" Dean raised his eyebrows.
Sam shifted his weight on his feet and cleared his throat, looking down at his feet. He knew his brother was right, but would never admit it.
"Fine," he said quietly, sliding his hands into his pockets. "But will you at least take Cass?"
Dean nodded, smiling. "Sure. If that'll make you feel better, I'll bring Cass."
Sam pursed his lips before turning toward the hallway, "I'll go get Ellie."
He walked to her bedroom and smiled as he entered, listening to her playing with her barbies by herself. She was currently pretending that one of them was an angel, healing another Barbie with her powers.
"El?" Sam knocked on the door jam. Ellie looked up and smiled, putting her dolls down and standing up. "Uncle Dean is going to pick up the pizza, do you want to go with him and Uncle Cass?"
Ellie tilted her head as she walked towards Sam, "You aren't going?"
"Nah," he waved his hand, "I'll stay here."
"Okay," she grinned up at him and rushed forward to hug him. He surprised her and bent down and picked her up, placing a hand to the back of her head as he squeezed her. "Dad, I can't breathe."
He chuckled and turned to rub his chin in her neck, loving the giggle that the move always elicited. She pushed away from his chest and looked at him, her eyes bright and a giant smile on her face. Sam couldn't help but smile himself, taking a mental picture of that beautiful face before she leaned forward and placed a quick peck on his cheek. He gave her one last quick squeeze before gently letting her down to the floor. Ellie walked around him and ran down the hallway to the map room where Dean and Cass were waiting.
"Hey, you ready squirt?" Dean clapped his hands together. Ellie nodded and ran towards him with a smile on her face. Cass held out her necklace that he had located, and she ran up to him and allowed him to place it around her neck. He made a turning motion with one of his fingers, gesturing for her to turn around. "Say bye to your dad."
She spun on her heels and ran up to Sam, wrapping her arms around his thighs. "Bye Daddy, love you."
"Love you too, baby. Be good," he hugged her shoulders before she quickly pulled back and ran back to Dean.
"I will," she called back as she slid her hand into Cass's and let him lead her to the garage.
"Dean," Sam stopped his brother in his tracks and waited for him to turn and make eye contact. "She's a runner. Make sure she stays by you."
"I know," Dean rolled his eyes, then groaned when he saw Sam's concerned look. "I'll watch her."
When they arrived to the pizza place, Dean saw exactly what Sam meant when Ellie again tried to open the door as soon as the car was stopped.
He rolled his eyes as he slid out of the seat, turning his head, "Chill, squirt."
"Whatever," Ellie mumbled, crossing her arms.
Dean leaned his head back into his car window, "Excuse me?"
"Nothing."
"That's what I thought," Dean replied before reaching out and opening the car door. Ellie scooted out, looking up at him with narrow eyes. He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, glaring down at her. She rolled her eyes and held her hand out, waiting for him to grasp hers.
"Good girl," he murmured as they walked around the car to meet Cass. As they walked toward the building, Ellie reached her other hand to the angel and slid into his hand. Cass looked down at her and then up to Dean, who nodded and raised his eyebrows before lifting her off the ground. Cass's eyes widened as he reached over with his other hand to tighten his grip on Ellie's arm so she didn't fall.
"Dean, what are you doing?" he shouted.
"You're supposed to pick me up," Ellie giggled, immediately understanding what Dean was attempting to do. "You both lift so I can jump really high."
Cass looked up at Dean, who rolled his eyes before miming the action for him. Cass slowly nodded, then looked down at Ellie and smiled. "I'd like to try again."
Dean chuckled and put his other hand out in front of them to keep walking, and about three steps in, he locked eyes with Cass and they both lifted their inside hands up, effectively pulling Ellie into the air.
She squealed with excitement, looking back and forth between them gleefully. "Again!"
Dean shook his head, pointing to where they were almost to the door of the cafe. Cass reached out and opened the door, letting Dean and Ellie in first.
"Hi there, can I help you?" the young male cashier asked with a little too much cheer for Dean's liking.
"Pick-up for Dean Campbell," he replied, watching as Ellie pulled Cass over to the vending machines lining the wall.
"You guys are such a cute couple," the cashier said as he took Dean's credit card and ran it through his machine.
Dean's face contorted in confusion, his head tilting to the side slightly. "Huh?"
The cashier gestured between Dean and Cass with his hand, a smile on his face. "You two. Your kid is adorable too."
"Oh, we're not…he's not…I don't…" Dean tried but failed to make a coherent sentence, his mouth opening and closing as he babbled.
"Oh, sorry," the cashier visibly blushed, turning quickly to grab Dean's pizzas from the counter behind him. "Here you go."
Dean slowly slid the pizzas off of the counter, looking at the cashier with the same confused look. "Thanks."
He turned and looked to Cass, jerking his head towards the door. The angel reached down and grabbed Ellie's hand, pulling her outside to follow Dean.
"Are you okay?" Cass asked as they walked to the car, Dean's face still twisted as he kept mouthing random words to himself.
"Yeah, that dude thought we were a couple," Dean shook his head, setting the pizzas on top of the impala so he could buckle Ellie in.
Cass tilted his head, waiting for Dean to stand back up to speak. "Why did he think that?"
"Two hot guys with a kid?" Dean shrugged, then grabbed the pizzas and fell into his seat. When Cass slid into the passenger seat, he handed the pizzas off to the angel.
"Boys can marry boys, Uncle Dean," Ellie piped up from the backseat. "And girls can marry girls. Anyone can marry whoever they want."
Dean chuckled to himself, looking down at his keys before starting the car. "Damn straight, squirt."
When they arrived back at the bunker, Sam was standing in the hallway directly adjacent to the doorway of the garage. As soon as the door opened he was there, pulling Ellie into his arms and carrying her the rest of the way into the library.
"Daddy, I can walk," she pushed against his shoulder.
"I know, I just missed you," he pulled her close and placed a wet kiss on her cheek.
"Dude, we were gone for like ten minutes," Dean muttered, placing the pizzas on the library table.
"So?" Sam let Ellie out of his arms, grabbing a plate from the stack he had prepared while they were gone. "Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, Uncle Cass let me play a game, but I didn't win anything," she dropped her shoulders.
"I tried to convince her to let me use my powers to get her a stuffed animal out of the machine, but she insisted that was cheating," Cass mumbled, moving to sit in a chair.
Ellie giggled as Sam handed her a plate with pizza on it, then took a big bite out of her slice before speaking with a full mouth, "Vuh gur fought ey vur murried."
"Ellie, swallow your food before you talk," Sam scolded her, reaching to wipe some sauce off of her chin.
She nodded and chewed quickly, a big gulp sounding from her throat before she spoke, "The guy thought they were married."
"Wait what?" Sam's head whipped to where Dean was now sitting with his head in his hands, shaking it back and forth.
"The man at the pizza place thought Dean and I were a couple," Cass repeated Ellie's words, scoffing when Dean punched him in the arm.
"Is that why he's my uncle?" Ellie tilted her head, looking back and forth between a laughing Sam and a mortified Dean. "Are you married?"
"No, Ellie," Dean cleared his throat. "Cass and I are not married."
"Oh. Okay," she shrugged, "That's good."
"Why is that good?" Sam looked at her, concerned.
"Because if they get married, I can be their flower girl."
"I don't think she's comprehending, Sam," Cass whispered, leaning towards his friend.
Sam nodded, then scooted his chair closer to Ellie's and leaned down. "They're not going to get married, El."
"You don't know that," she smiled before taking another bite.
"Oh, but we do," Dean snorted.
"Maybe you'll fall in love," Ellie giggled, "like a fairy tale."
"Doubt it," Dean smirked at her.
"You guys could be like Anna and Kristoff," she exclaimed, her face brightening. Sam laughed so hard he almost choked on his pizza, grabbing a napkin to cover his smile. Dean fell back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling as he joined in the laughter, shaking his head. Cass merely tilted his head to the side, trying to remember the characters from the movie they had watched earlier in the week and deciding which of the two he would rather be in this scenario.