A/N: Happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for all of you that read my fics!
Dean Winchester was not a man that was easily surprised. However, his jaw was hitting the floor and his eyes appeared as if they were going to pop out of his head. He had to be dreaming. There was just no way that this was possible. Dean shook his head and rubbed his eyes.
"Cas are you wearing a pink apron?" said man spun around almost dropping the mixing bowl he had been holding.
"Dean! I- I am?" He squeaked. Dean had to lean against the door frame. Had Cas really just squeaked? Dean sank down to the floor and waved Cas over. Cas sat down beside Dean and continued to mix what ever it was. Dean glimpsed in the bowl and saw batter with cinnamon in it.
"Dude are you making home made pie?" Cas's face reddened and he ducked his head.
"I am under orders not to tell you." Dean smiled goofily at Cas.
"Come on kid. Tell me! Are you making pie?" Cas looks at Dean sheepishly. A swift nod is the response from Cas.
"Want to help?" Dean throws an arm around Cas and laughs.
"Sure. I can make a mean pie." Cas cocks his head to the side and tentatively questions,
"Mean, why would a pie be mean? It is an inanimate object is it not?" Dean kisses his forehead and says,
"It's a figure of speech. It means that I can make a good tasting pie." Cas's mouth forms a little o and Dean jumps up, whilst pulling Cas along with him.
"Let's get shaken bacon." Dean just shakes his head at Cas and grabs a pie pan. Cas places the bowl back on the counter and grabs a can of apples. Dean grabs Cas's wrist and says,
"Hold up there Buddy! Nope. You want to use the fresh apples. Over there in the ugly ass old bowl of Bobby's, but don't tell him I said that."
After Cas put the apples down on the counter Dean had him wash them off. As Cas set the clean apples down on the counter he picked them up one at a time and began to skin them and then quarter them. He had Cas pour the batter into the pie pan and then he placed the apples inside while sprinkling cinnamon over the top. He then adds the sugar, lime juice, lemon juice, and more cinnamon. He shows Cas how to make the top and they place it over the mixture of apple pie filling. He melts butter and 'paints' it on the the top of the pie after making the slits in the top. He then has Cas sprinkle some sugar and even more cinnamon. Okay so Dean had a thing for cinnamon. Cas was positively beaming as he slid then pie in the oven.
Dean smiled and he pulled Cas into a hug. A snap and flash of light startled both of them. Bobby was behind them holding a camera.
"Happy Thanksgiving ya idjits."
"Happy Thanksgiving Bobby." Dean replied. Bobby nodded and walked out the kitchen yelling at Sam and Gabriel. Cas looked at Dean and whispered,
"Happy Thanksgiving Dad." Dean pulled him into a hug and murmured,
"Happy Thanksgiving to you too Cas. And Happy Thanksgiving to you Father. Thank you for my family. I could never ask for more."