"Momma! Momma! Daddy's home!" Cried a little boy as he dashed down the porch. Dean smiled as the boy launched himself at him just as he was getting out of the Impala. Dean saw a beautiful woman there sitting in the rocking chair with a pink bundle in her arms. Without hesitating he picked the boy up in his arms and made his way towards her. The women smiled softly as she looked up from the bundle. The little boy was grinning cheekily down at his mother and sister.
"Hello beautiful," said Dean kissing the women softly. "And hello to you, princess." Kissing the little bundle. He traded one child for the other as the boy got impatient and began shimming until Dean put him down. Dean cradled the infant's head, his hands seemed huge in comparison.
"Momma can we eat now?" Asked the little boy.
"Sure Robbie," said the women. "You coming Dean?"
"Yeah, what did you make tonight Marie..."
Dean awoke with a start and looked down at his chest. Marie was sleeping silently curled against his side, her head resting on his chest. He smiled softly and remembered the dream. He knew that it was just a dream, but he wanted it to be real. Never before had he told anyone what he told Marie on the car ride home. Sam was off somewhere with Ruby, his dad was dead; everyone always left in his life, but Marie seemed to be constant no matter what information she found out about him. She was not afraid of him, or the life he was leading, hell she was in the middle of it all and she still stuck around. With everything going on with Sam and the apocalypse these moments were a brief pleasure to have.
Her hair strewn everywhere, a soft smile on her face; she looked completely content resting on his chest. It made him wonder if he was the cause of it, or if it was Castiel. She had told him how she had gotten to his side so fast; something to do with Castiel. Castiel had been "re-educated", Dean was not sure if he was a friend or foe now. Marie didn't even seem too concerned by this, though he was not entirely sure why. Out of everything all he knew was that he wanted her here with him right now, where it was safe.
It had been such a long time since he had had someone like Marie in his life, and as he thought about it he recalled he never really had anyone like Marie before in his life. She brought up to many different emotions that he thought he had forgotten. Bobby was even noticing a change in him when she was around. He was relaxed; completely and utterly relaxed. He laughed, cried and just seemed generally happy when she was in the room. Bobby had even gone as far as to say he was falling for her. Considering that Armageddon wasn't that far off it seemed strange to have these emotions racing through him.
Dean pulled Marie closer to him; she moaned in her sleep and curled closer to him and his warmth. Dean took a deep breath, all he could smell was lilies, and he was guessing it was from her shampoo. Lilies reminded him of his mother; she always loved them and always had them in the house from what he could remember. Marie turned her head slightly on his chest so that her head was now buried in his neck. Dean stifled a moan at this. His body was being cruel and tactless. Thank you god for cold showers! He thought trying hard not to think of the amazing women in his bed. Maybe Bobby was right; no he knew Bobby was right, Dean was falling for Marie and falling hard. It took every ounce of strength he had not to kiss her every time she smiled at him. Sleeping in the same bed was a common occurrence now ever since the night on the porch, it had brought her comfort and he wasn't going to start complaining. Glutton for punishment apparently… and he wasn't that surprised with the knowledge. She still had nightmares, they were lessened, or at least that is what he had thought. And Dean could not deny that it was pleasant having her, holding her, feeling needed for something other than the fucking Apocalypse! She brought him peace which was something that he was finding hard to get now days.
Dean felt the sunlight hit him as he mused about the women in his arms, the warmth first hitting his face. Dean groaned and Marie shifted once more; he slowly detangled himself from the bed and stood up and stretched.
"Thanks for taking the warmth," murmured Marie, as she smirked softly looking straight at Dean. It was then that she noticed he hadn't been wearing a shirt.
"Well, I'm sorry but I am hungry," laughed Dean with a wide smile appearing on his face. Marie pulled the sheet around her more and stepped out of the bed. She was wearing an old AC/DC shirt and little shorts; the shirt of course being one of Dean's. I really need to do laundry, she thought throwing the sheet on the bed.
"What would you like for breakfast?" Marie asked walking to the door. Dean finished putting on a black t-shirt, just in time to grab Marie's hand before she walked out the door.
"You don't have to cook me breakfast," he stated softly. Marie smiled and squeezed his hand before replying.
"I know, but I like to." Dean went to counter again and Marie silenced him with a small peck on the lips before walking out of the room.
What did I just do? Thought Marie in a hurry as she went down the stairs to the kitchen to get started on the breakfast she said she would make.
Dean was frozen to his spot for about five minutes. Then a smile appeared on his face, it was so wide that he was sure his face would split in half. So what if Armageddon was getting closer; today looked like the beginning of a good day.
Marie flew down the stairs to the kitchen to see Bobby sitting at the table. Bobby raised an eyebrow at Marie's blushing cheeks, but said nothing; instead he watched as she began to cook breakfast. A couple of minutes later Dean came down the stairs with the biggest smile Bobby had seen in a while. Bobby's eyes narrowed in suspicion as he sipped his coffee. He almost spurted said coffee across the table as he watched Dean go over to Marie at the stove and wrapped his arms around her waist. Marie's cheeks if possibly got even redder, but she said nothing. Dean kissed her on the head and sat down across from Bobby.
"What?" Dean demanded under Bobby's unwavering gaze. Bobby shook his head and for the rest of the morning the three of them ate comfortably.
The good morning didn't seem to last as Bobby tried to talk to Dean about reaching out to Sam.
"Painfull isn't it?" Came Zachariah's cold voice from behind him.
"I do not know what you speak of?" Castiel denied. Both stood on Bobby's back porch looking in. Castiel had just witnessed Dean's display of affection towards Marie. What had surprised him the most was the hurt he felt when Marie didn't push him away. She never allowed anyone but Castiel to touch her. There was a hint of something that would have resembled jealously (if he were human) within him when he saw her reaction to the kiss. Their last encounter had been anything but pleasant, which he knew was his fault.
"Tsk tsk Castiel... Are you jealous? Jealous of the little human's affection for the girl?" Taunted Zachariah. "That's the problem with these humans, causing us to sink lower than our status. Besides, you have no one to blame but yourself for dragging her into this."
Castiel turned to look at Zachariah; they were now in an overly decorated room. Castiel took a step back from Zachariah and moved to the other side of the table. "What do you mean my fault?" I have done nothing but save her and help her, thought Castiel.
"Your feather...the one you left behind that day... is the reason for the hell hounds. Lucifer is looking for you Castiel, and he is using Marie. All this pain and suffering pushed her to try to escape... meet the Winchesters..." explained Zachariah with an evil smile.
"What are you talking about?" Castiel's head snapped up and looked straight into Zachariah's eyes.
"An angel's feather is too pure for their world... creating a beacon to the evils of their world and ours. Much like your little Marie's life isn't it... pain, suffering..." No, I didn't do this to her...please God tell me I didn't do this to her... I.... Thought Castiel, even though his face showed no emotion.
"God can't help you now Castiel...when it comes time to choose...who will you choose? Dean the savoir of the human race...or the little girl that is not special at all," asked Zachariah with an evil smile. "Take him now!" Zachariah ordered to a few of Castiel's other brothers, as Dean and Bobby finished their argument in the living room.
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