6) Babysitter

Dean was dozing peacefully when his phone rang. Covering his head with a pillow, he ignored the sound till Sam picked it up. Yawning, he said, "Hello?"

"Who the hell am I talking to? Is this Sam or Dean?"

"Uh, this is Sam".

"You better have one hell of an explanation about your friend here!"

Uh-oh. Drawing the phone away form his ear, he chucked a pillow at his brother. Dean woke up scowling at him. "What?"

"I think Sophie wants to talk to you", he said, holding the phone out to him.

Dean looked lazily at the phone, but took it anyway. "Hello?"

"You just had to send an angel, didn't you?" yelled Sophie. "What, are you best friends with those guys, too?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Does the name Castiel ring a bell?"

Shit. "Damn, Soph…is he—is he there right now?"

"Yeah, and he just convinced Wyatt into going with you two. Consent of either one, right? Well, that 'one' wasn't me!"

Running a hand through his hair, he said, "Look, we'll come by tomorrow. Then we can talk".

"Hey, I'm not yet—"

"'Night, Sophie".

Sophie sat at the table alone, drinking her fourth mug of coffee. Last night, she had asked the angel to put Wyatt to bed and stay with him. At least he's out of my hair now, she thought. Being hiked up on caffeine was the only thing that kept her awake since she didn't sleep at all last night. Just then, the front door creaked open. She looked up to see the Winchester brothers. "Good morning".

"You left your door open", said Sam. "Someone could have broken in".

Sophie scoffed. "I'd like to see them try. Sit down".

Reluctantly, the brothers took a seat across from her. Dean eyes her quizzically, and said, "You look like hell. When's the last time you slept?"

"Before you're friend came here. He's upstairs with Wyatt right now", she said, downing the contents of the mug. "So you're taking him today, right?"

They nodded.

"Do me a favor and take good care of him. If he comes home with so much as a scratch on him, you better get ready because I will hunt your asses down. Are we clear?"

"Yes, ma'am", said Dean.

She nodded, and looked over at the stairs. "They should be down any minute now".

Sure enough, they were. Castiel carried the boy's bag and put it down once they reached the bottom of the stairs. Wyatt ran over to the kitchen and hugged Sophie. He pulled away and studied her face closely. "Mommy, why didn't you sleep?" he asked.

"Didn't feel like it", she replied, ruffling his hair. "Be careful, and listen to your uncles".

Wyatt nodded. Turning the Winchesters, he said, "Are we leaving now?"

"Look like we are", said Dean as he got up from his seat.

Barefoot, Sophie got up and followed them to the door, her arms folded across her chest. She only unfolded them when she hugged Sam, Dean, and Wyatt. Before leaving, Wyatt tugged at Castiel's coat and whispered something in his ear as the angel bent down. The angel nodded, and stood up straight, staring at Sophie as he did. She could feel herself fidget under his gaze. What the hell is he staring at?!

Finally, they left. After locking the door, Sophie was about to walk back to the kitchen when the angel scooped her up in his arms and headed upstairs. "What do you think you're doing?" she growled, squirming as they went up.

He sighed, his brow furrowing as he looked down at her. "I'm here to take care of you".

"I don't need a babysitter".

"Your son seems to think otherwise", Castiel replied. "He asked me to put you in bed before he left".

All she could do was clench her teeth till they reached her room. He plopped her down on the bed and stepped back as she retreated under the sheets. "You can sleep in Wyatt's room", she said, rolling onto her side so her back was to him. "Now get out".

She heard his receding footsteps, but didn't dare get out of bed. This is gonna be a long week.

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