[h2] Dean Winchester [/h2]

Dean stepped around to the passenger side of Esme’s car as she spoke up about having a question for him.  He thought it over, and placed his arms on the roof of the car, fidgeting with his fingers a bit as he watched her face.  Castiel most likely hadn’t planned for them to meet up, and therefore wouldn’t have made her a room, most likely.

He tilted his head to the side, and then to the other side, before smirking, “You could always just bunk with me.  I mean…I barely snore, even with a broken nose.  I don’t take up a lot of space.  I’m too paranoid about being killed in my sleep to hog the covers, and there’s the odd chance you could get a little something?  Eh?  Think about it.”

Dean raised his eyebrows in a convincing way, not able to take any of it seriously.  Thanks to what they were assuming was Castiel not knowing about Esme’s arrival, he was getting more time with her, than he had anticipated.  There was always a plus to that!


[h2] Madison and Castiel [/h2]

Madison gave a very small sigh.  She was tired from all the exercises, one after another, “I definitely need to work on not being so tired.  Is it alright if I lie down while we wait for Dean and Esme?”

She pulled away from Sam after a tight hug to his waist, and walked into the small bedroom nearby.

Castiel nodded, watching Sam’s touch, and the way he spoke to Madison.  He raised an eyebrow at how close they already were, and silently wished he had been there for the birth and everything that had happened.  He had promised to take care of her, and yet, he had laid that all on the brothers’ shoulders. 

Sighing, he stepped forward to Sam, as Madison gave him a tight hug around his hips, and pulled away from him, reluctantly.

“Sam, I can handle this on my own, for the most part.”, Cas muttered to the much taller Winchester, “When she was born, I made it my mission to keep her alive, and look for her higher purpose with her.  Her mother, as well as I, thought she was going to be a good force, but a force to be recognized  nonetheless.  She’s powerful, more powerful than anything you’ve ever faced…and you need her…”

He clammed up after that, simply turning his head back toward the table and sitting, silently offering Sam a seat.