Chapter 10. Yuletide

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I wake up after an uneasy sleep. I wipe my eyes and stretch. I see a phone on the side table. The phone I used to have was broken during the fight with my family. So, when did this one appear? I sit up and grab the phone. There's a note on it for me. Merry Christmas Winnie, SW & DW. That's nice of them to get me a phone. I wonder if its pay as you go or what. Its not a flip phone which is kind of nice. I'll attempt to figure it out later.

I scurry to the bathroom with a full bladder. Dislike waking up with a full bladder. Once done I put something simple on. Jeans and a button-down plaid shirt. Its at least semi festive colours with it being red and green. I put the phone into my pocket and ask them about it. See if it actually works or if I have to do something to activate it.

As I make my down the hall, I notice red and green streamers along the way. Did they actually decorate for this day? I really didn't think they were much for holidays but I guess people can change. I look in the kitchen, its empty but I see dishes in the sink. Odd that they werent put into the dishwasher or cleaned. Did I sleep eat again I don't like when I do that because I always make a mess.

Might as well clean it up, not nice leaving a mess behind and even if it isn't mine, I guess it isn't too bad to help out once in a while. I shrug. I'm not one who enjoys this kind of cleaning but it is needed or clean dishes won't be available when we need it. It wasn't as many as I thought it was going to be. It was more bubbles than anything which is odd.

I dry my hands and continue on to the library. Maybe they are in here. When I enter the room, I see a massive Christmas tree in the corner, decorated with some ornaments and twinkly lights. What in the ever-loving fuck did they do? Did they chop it down themselves and where did they get the stuff to put on it? Just what the fuck. It is beautiful and smells wonderful.

I smile. Did they do all of this for me, to make things as close to normal as it could be? But why would they do all of this. It is very homey with it up and the little candles around the room too. I look at the table and there's a bunch of different foods on it. Little treats, snacks, finger foods and a punch bowl. Tears fill my eyes look at whats laid out. It reminds me of Christmas with my family. The house decorated, a big tree and treats all day long as we enjoy games together.

My heart aches at there loss and things that can never be. Yet they did all this. I notice them further on with my blurry eyes. I didn't think I'd want this, but I'm still moved by it. They both walk towards me as I look around again. There arms wrapping around me and I feel so safe. The tears stream out as I hug them close.

"Merry Christmas." They say together. Surprisingly they both kiss the top of my head. Which is easier for them to reach.

"Merry Christmas, Sam and Dean." I say and wipe my eyes. I think they had a feeling I wasn't up for this, yet they decorated anyways. Cas pops up with a smile, his hair a mess and waves to us all.

"Merry Christmas everyone." He says in a rough way. Was he getting sick?

"Merry Christmas Cas." We all say roughly the same time. I go to the tree and look at it as they grab some food to eat. It smells so good. My foot taps something under the tree as I turn to go to the table. I bend down and pick it up. Its a wrapped box.

"What's this?" I ask curiously, bringing it to the table with me. I put it down as I get something to eat. I am surprisingly famished. Cas looks at the tree behind me. I focus on the other two men, tilting my head. They shrug for the moment without answering me. I sigh a little annoyed that they won't say anything. Dean stuffs his face as Sam sits back enjoying whats going on. Cas comes back with a few other wrapped boxes in his hands. He puts them on the table beside the original one I brought over.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2021 ⏰

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