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*I want you to put yourownimages in you rhead. I do have so many cute details in my mind but it just wouldn't go right with the layout. So use your imagination!!! :)*

Dear Dean, 

        Goodmorning sweets. How did you sleep? I accidentally fell asleep during the last movie. I felt bad but now I'm sitting here watching Sam sleep. He looks so peaceful... and sorta cute. You know what. He looked like a sleeping moose! Haha! But really, he looks so calm. Hm. I'm not sure what my plan for today is... I have off work and I believe Sam has school today. Ugh. Well. I could spend my whole day writing you, telling you everything that's going on. 

        Well right now I'm making breakfast for Sammy when he wakes up. I really only know how to make pancakes and that's because you taught me. Hopefully He likes them. I'm gonna go wake him up. 

"Wake up Sam" Cas said softly, shaking him slightly. "Sam. You'll be late if you don't wake up." 

Sam leaned up on one elbow looking around the room confused. 

"You're in  the living room."

"Yes I know" He groaned sitting up all the way now. 

"I made pancakes before you leave."

"Pancakes?" 

Cas left the room to get a plate of pancakes he already had prepared. Sam followed him with his eyes. He never noticed how much Cas's walk has changed. He used to stand up right all the time. Now he just walks so... care free. He remmeberd Cas's sleeping head on his arm and he smiled to himself. Cas returned with a big plate of semi-burnt pancakes. 

"Thank you." He smile up at Castiel. 

"No problem. Now eat and get ready before you're  late."

I'm back Dean. I had to get him up to start getting ready.  You're brother is finally going to be a lawyer! You would be so proud. It's so nice outside. I think I'll go outside and write to you. 
Ahhh, This feels  so great. I saw you again last night. It was more of a memory because I saw both of us. It was the memory of us at the carnival (No clown). It was the first time it ever came to town. We were waiting in line for your favorite snack. Well, soon to be favorite because it was the first time you ever had deep fried pie. We were holding hands, laughing, smiling. You gave me a peck on the cheek. It'slike I was right there in time watching us. You even saw me because... you looked at me and smiled... I woke up. Dean. Why this night? Why did we go back to this night? Out of all nights.... This one. 

Cas dropped the pen in his lap along with the stack of lined paper. He sighed and looked out at the view. He admired its beauty for a real long time. 

I love you. I will never stop loving you. I just want you in my arms again. Sometimes I wish it were me instead of you. But then again, I could never put you through this pain. 

The back door slip open and Sam's head popped out. 

"I'll cya Cas. Have a good day."

"Okay Sam.You too. Good luck!"

"Thanks." Sam smiled and his head disappeared. Cas listened for the door to slide back shut. 

Well babes, It's just us now. I think I'm going to watch some tv. Feel free to come cuddle with me at any time. 
I'm watching a new movie. Not sure if it's "new" but it's new to me. Two guys dressed up as girls... It's very odd. They are police officers. I believe. Anywho I ate lunch today. I had a bowl of chicken soup. I can't stop being sick. It is really annoying. It's mostly my stomach, head, and nose. The doctors just keep giving me medicine and honestly that dosen't even really help. But that soup... That soup was amazing. This movie really isn't peaking my interest. I'm worried about Sam.He hasn't really been himself. He'sbeen getting quieter and becoming more distant... I mean, he's good at hiding it sometimes, but other times I just know he is thinking about you and it's bothering him. I wish I could take his pain away and make him stop hurting. I miss his genuine smile. He hasn't smiled a real smile in a long time.
I don't think we have anything for Dinner tonight.  I'm going to run to the store. I love you. 

                                                                                        Love,Cas

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