I'm on a roll! Look at all these on time updates!
I don't own Supernatural
"Don't worry, Dean. Angels are watching over you." His mom brushed his hair back and kissed his forehead before tucking the blankets around him. She smiled and turned out the lights as she left.
Don't go, he wanted to say, but he didn't. He was a big brother now. He couldn't be crying about the dark anymore.
He turned to look at the little angel statue that sat on the shelf above his bed. As he looked at it, it moved. The white hair changed to black and the porcelain eyes blinked into a brilliant blue. Slowly, the chubby body slimed and the cherub wings grew and wrapped around the body, morphing into a trenchcoat.
Dean woke gasping for breath, his heart racing. His head pounded and his chest burned. Was it a dream or a memory? Or a strange mixture of the two? Instead of dwelling on it, he dry swallowed some aspirin and forced his heart to slow.
One thing was for sure, he wasn't going to sit around and let some creepy ass angel keep showing up without his consent.
Ok so this one was short too, but I'll get the next part up lickity-split I pinky promise!
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