Chapter 11

"Come on, let's get something to eat."

"We've not settled anything yet, when Sam gets back, I'm talking to him."

"Only if the kids can't hear. I won't have them upset after yesterday." Esmee called from the bathroom. "And some of it was settled, we are not leaving and you're not going to be an ass and take off either."

"I agree the kids don't need to worry, but we need some sort of plan. I don't want what happened to you to happen again." Dean answered changing his clothes to jeans, tee shirt and long sleeved shirt. He was slipping on his boots when Esmee came out pulling her hair up into a messy pony tail.

"So what are you in the mood for?"

"I could think of a few things?" he teased grabbing her around the waist and kissing her neck.

"Stop it." she giggled slapping his hands away. "Get your mind out of the gutter, now come on let's eat before everyone gets back."

"Spoil sport." he pouted following her down the hall.

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Esmee got busy making eggs, bacon, and toast, while Dean cleaned the table from the boy's meal and set it for them. He heated a cup of coffee in the microwave for him and heated water for hot tea for Esmee.

"Do you want some jam for the toast?"

"Do you have cherry?"

"I think so." she said looking in the door of the fridge. "Here we go. Sit, it's ready."

"Great, I'm starved." he grinned rubbing his hands together, excited with the meal.

"The bacon's all yours sweetie."

"Really! You sure?"

"Yes, enjoy." she laughed watching his expression of excitement as she pushing the bacon onto his place.

Dean sighed in total bliss as he munched on the bacon, enjoying the flavor as it assaulted his taste buds. He moaned in pleasure, closing his eyes and zoning out.

"You want some alone time with your food?"

"Wh-what? No I'm good, this is the best Es."

"Well, I'm glad you're so enthused about your food."

"I haven't had food this good since before..." he started only to stop before actually saying where he was. His mood darkened in the blink of an eye, as he tried to swallow the food in his mouth before it choked him.

"Hon, you ok?" Esmee asked softly knowing what he was about to say.

Dean swallowed hard, and sipped his coffee helping it go the rest of the way down. His appetite was gone in a heartbeat, so he pushed his plate away before getting up. Esmee tracked him with her eyes, knowing he was hurting, but also knowing he didn't want to talk about it. She had been around him long enough to know his moods.

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The front door opened and Dean stiffened reaching for a weapon, until he saw his brother's tall form silhouetted in the doorway. Sam walked into the house with a sleeping kid in each arm. Castiel followed close behind him carry the last sleeping child.

"Here let me have her." Dean said quietly, as he reached for his daughter.

"Ok, they wore themselves out." Sam replied shifting Tyler slightly now that he had another free hand.

"Damn! What happened to you, stand in front of an exploding rainbow or something?"

"Let's just say, angels have no idea when it comes to babysitting." he grunted.

"That was not my fault."

"Sam, you're very colorful today."

"Funny Esmee, real funny. Come on Cas, let's put the boys to bed."

"Here you go, they painted these for you." Cas said handing Esmee some papers before following Sam.

"Nice, I'll put them on the fridge." she smiled looking at each one carefully.

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"Do you want to get that window in before I shower?"

Dean looked up at Sam as he joined him in the kitchen.

"Sure, dude did they pour the paint on you?"

"They were finger painting."

"Were you the canvas?"

"Bite me."

"I'm just asking, looks like they got as much paint on you as their paper."

"Are we going to do this or what?"

"Ok, ok, you don't have to get testy." Dean fussed following his brother to his bedroom.

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Castiel stood in the kitchen looking at Esmee not sure what to do. Esmee looked at him closely, still surprised that he was an angel. This was not what she expected an angel to look like. Esmee motioned to a chair as she sat down at the table, waiting for him to sit too.

"I wanted to thank you, it's Castiel right, for your help yesterday."

"Dean prayed for my help and it was my fault he wasn't here. The boys call me Cas if you like."

"Yeah, um-m what happened there Cas?"

"He was being disrespectful."

"Should of known it was something like that, he can be rather rude at times."

"I'm not used to being around humans and I might have over reacted."

"So, have you been to earth before?"

"Yes, many times, but this is the first time I've interacted with humans. I usually just watch."

"That doesn't sound like fun. Would you like some coffee or tea?"

"No, I do not need to drink or eat."

"Interesting, Dean said Mary likes you."

"I think it's the tie."

"Right." she frowned not sure what he was talking about since she had not seen Mary and Castiel together.

They both looked toward the bedroom where hammering and mumbling words could be heard. Esmee finished her tea and got up to put the cup in the dishwasher. She sat back down not sure how to entertain an angel. She fiddled with a napkin on the table, trying not to show how uncomfortable she was getting with the silence between them.

"Yeah, I know where it's at." Sam said coming from his bedroom. "Cas, think you can lend a hand for a moment?"

"Of course, what do you need?"

"Help holding the new window while Dean anchors it." he answered heading for the garage.

"Alright." Cas replied heading for Sam's bedroom.

"Thank you." Esmee mouthed to Sam as he came back through. She saw the purple half hand print on his neck and giggled behind her hand. From the size of it, she was sure it was Mary's. The ones on his pants, she was sure were the boys, they really painted him up.

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"Do you have the caulking?"

"Yes, I'll do the inside first and then I'll get the outside."

"Much better." Sam said stepping back from the newly installed window.

"Be sure to salt again bro."

"Right, do we still have bags in the garage?"

"Yeah, there should be some over by the work bench."

"Thanks Cas, you can take that wood to the garage, I'm taking a shower as soon as I clean up here."

"Alright, I'll see if Esmee needs any help with anything."

"Right, good idea."

"Ok, done in here, I'm heading outside to finish this job up." Dean stated stepping back to look at his work before heading out of the bedroom.

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Sam found Castiel sitting in the living room alone.

"Where's Esmee?"

"She went to check on the children and Dean went to take a shower."

"It's my turn to do dinner tonight, so I'm going to get it started."

"Can I help?"

"Can you make a salad?"

"I don't know?"

"Come on, I'll show you."

Sam headed for the fridge and began to pull the fixings for a salad out. He laid it out on the counter so Cas could mix it.

"Wash your hands and start with the lettuce, break it up into bite size pieces, add shredded carrots, chopped tomatoes, cucumber slices and cheese. Then put it in the fridge."

"Alright." Castiel replied washing his hands.

Sam watched him tearing up the lettuce as he washed the chicken tenders and placed them in a bag to marinate with Italian dressing.

"Can you handle a knife?"

"Um-m for fighting yes, this is foreign to me." he answered eyeing the tomato and looking at the knife in his hand.

"Here let me show you. It's pretty easy, cut the end off and slice it in half, then cut like so. Just watch and don't cut a finger."

"Need any help?" Esmee asked.

"No, I think we've got it covered. Are the kids up yet?"

"No, they're still snoozing away. I'll get them up in thirty minutes for dinner."

"Hey gorgous." Dean flirted grabbing her around the waist and kissing her neck.

"Dee, stop that, it tickles." she giggled pushing him away. "We have an audience."

"Never stopped us before." he whispered into her hair.

"Is mac and cheese ok with dinner tonight?" Sam asked looking up at the two hugging unfazed by it.

"Sounds good to me, I'm sure the kids will love it."

"Sam, is this enough grated cheese?" Castiel asked looking up from his task of grating cheese.

"Wow, yeah, I'll use some of it in the mac and cheese." he huffed seeing the mound. "Any left we'll use later."

"After the kids are in bed, I want to have a family meeting." Dean announced to everyone.

Sam looked up from his cooking eyeing his brother closely. They didn't have these meetings unless it was serious and he was sure it had to do with the demons that attacked Esmee. He didn't comment, just nodded he had heard. He glanced at Castiel wondering if he was going to be included.

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