K is for Kitchen

Castiel looked at the recipe once more. He wanted everything to be perfect. He had all the ingredients he needed to make an apple pie.

Castiel had been talking with Mary a few weeks back. She had called him and the boys in for a case she was working on. Sam and Dean were playing FBI while Castiel and Mary followed their suspect. He had asked her about Dean's obsession with pie. She told him stories of Dean when he was younger and how he had always tried to help her bake. Eventually, she agreed to help him learn how to bake a pie for Dean.

Castiel looked over the recipe again. He read it thoroughly, trying to commit it to memory. He didn't want to mess this up. This didn't look too hard. All he had to do was follow the directions.

He looked up as he heard someone enter the kitchen. He smiled as Mary walked over to him. She was holding a bag and had a smile on her face as well. She had the last of his ingredients.

"Ready to get started?" She asked, reaching into her bag and pulling out a couple of aprons. She held one out to Castiel. He looked t over. It was black and long and has big gold squiggly letters that read, 'kiss the baker.'

"Mary-" Castiel said.

"Trust me," Mary said, grinning as she donned her own black and gold apron.

The pair set to work. Mary started walking Castiel through the process, telling him the tips and tricks she had learned along the way. She admitted that she wasn't really much of a cook, but this was one of the few things she had perfected.

-Kitchen-

Dean and Sam entered the bunker. They had been on a case in Sioux Falls with Jody and Claire. It had been a ringer, but as always, they prevailed. Afterward, Jody cooked them dinner and sent them on their way. They were just glad to be home.

"You think mom split? She probably found another case," Dean said.

"No way, ever since she found out about you and Cas, she's hardly left his side," Sam said, shaking his head.

"What?" Dean asked.

"You know it's only a matter of time before she starts calling him son," Sam said.

Dean just rolled his eyes. They started towards their rooms. On their way past the kitchen, they heard Castiel and Mary talking.

"You made this sound so easy," Castiel sighed.

"It's ok, Cas, we've got more stuff. We can try again," Mary said.

Dean arched a brow at Sam. They headed to the kitchen. Castiel and Mary were standing at the counter, looking at something burnt. Dean cleared his throat. The pair looked up, surprised.

"Hey, we're back," Sam said, "So, what are you guys doing?" He added quickly.

"We were trying to make a pie, but things happened, and it burned," Mary said slowly.

"Things?" Dean questioned.

"Never mind, you two go relax, and we will handle this," Mary said, grabbing two beers from the fridge. She then banished them from the kitchen.

Sam took the hint and made Dean leave the kitchen. The two started towards their bedrooms again.

"Why was Cas trying to make a pie," Dean asked slowly.

"Gee Dean, I don't know why Cas was trying to make your favorite food," Sam said, shaking his head. He walked into his room leaving Dean alone.

Dean stood there a moment. Was Castiel making the pie just for him? He smiled at that.