Grace's First Time Trick-or-Treating
October, 31st
Sam was never one for Halloween, seeing as every single day of his life was like Halloween. Angela was always more in favor of the holidays than he was, and it was sweet, he loved that about her. The fact that she still found the beauty in celebrating holidays with the way they lived amazed him. But he wasn't one-hundred-percent comfortable with the idea of Grace trick-or-treating. Anything could be out there, for God's sake!
"All right," Angela walked into the bunker's library. "Gracie insists that she's putting the finishing touches on her costume, and she'll be right out."
"Do we have to let her go trick-or-treating?" Sam asked. "I mean, can't we just give her some candy? She's four, maybe it can wait a few years."
"Sammy, we promised her that she could go trick-or-treating this year." Angela folded her arms across her chest. "We're not backing out."
"Angie, we don't know what could be out there tonight," Sam argued, putting on his puppy dog eyes.
"Nope, those puppy dog eyes are not going to work tonight, Winchester," Angela replied sternly. "We're keeping our promise. We'll stay out for an hour at most, and then we'll come back."
Sam was about to respond when Grace walked into the library wearing the most adorable bumblebee costume.
"Look Daddy!" she exclaimed happily. "I'm a bee."
Sam's heart practically melted when he saw his daughter. She was so happy and excited; how could he even think about wiping that smile off of her face? Sam walked towards his daughter and picked her up easily.
"You are the cutest little honeybee I've ever seen." Sam beamed.
"You ready to get some candy, sweet girl?" Angela smiled.
"Yeah!" Grace clapped her hands together excitedly.
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Luckily, Dean had let them borrow the Impala so that they could drive to a nearby neighborhood. Sam held Angela's hand as they walked behind Grace, who was carrying her candy bucket. The chilly October weather nipped at them as they walked and Angela moved closer to Sam. He was like a living furnace, he was so warm.
"You seem to have changed your mind," Angela whispered with a smirk.
"She's having fun." Sam smiled softly as he watched his daughter knock on someone's door. "I couldn't dream of taking that away from her."
"I get it, Sam, you worry sometimes. I get worried, too." Angela replied. "But she has us to protect her. We'll make sure nothing ever happens to her."
"Mommy!" Grace ran over. "I got a Twix!"
"Be careful," Sam chuckled. "Those are Mommy's favorite."
Grace yawned and blinked her eyes sleepily. "I'm tired."
Sam picked up Grace and kissed her temple. "You think you got enough candy? You ready to go home?"
"Yeah," Grace yawned again.
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The Impala pulled into the garage and Sam lifted Grace carefully out of her car seat. Angela grabbed the half-full candy bucket and leaned up to kiss Sam's cheek.
"Thank you for taking her out with me tonight," Angela said sincerely. "I love you."
Sam smiled and kissed his wife deeply. "I'm sorry I get so overprotective. I love you too, Angie."
A/N: Hey, guys, I hope you liked this little drabble! Let me know what you think :) Love y'all, xoxo
~Emily