"More tea!" Zoey, Missouri's adorable three year old grandniece bellowed at Castiel. Alfie shoved his toy tea cup under his big brother's nose. Cas rolled his eyes. Today was the last Friday of summer vacation. Instead of making out with his hot boyfriend on the backseat of a car in the Dairy Queen's parking lot, he was stuck babysitting two toddlers. And Dean was still stuck in bible camp. The minute silver lining being the green eyed boy was due back in town today.
The anxiety was killing Cas. He was dying to see Dean again. Had he grown during these couple of months? Castiel himself was an inch taller. Would Dean like his shaggy hair. It wasn't at Sam level but bangs covered the top of Cas' eyes. Bobby kept murmuring under his breath for his foster son to visit the barber shop.
"Cassie, more tea and cookies!" Alfie and Zoey simultaneously banged their tiny plastic spoons against the small oval table the trio used for the tea party.
Zoey donned a long string of fake pearls and a feathery lavender boa covered her neck and chin. A toy tiara tilted to the side on top of her wild, mahogany curls. Large sunglasses obscured half of Alfie's chubby face. He donned one of Cas' pin striped vests which looked like a dress on him. A smaller replica of the black fedora Castiel wore sat on the toddler's head.
Castiel served the duo three animal crackers each and poured iced tea from a dainty pot into My Little Pony cups. Alfie imitated Zoey, who he was gaga over, by holding out his pinky, as he sipped from the cup. The toddlers met a month ago, when Missouri stopped by Bobby's to drop off a tuna casserole. She was babysitting her grandniece that day and brought her along. As soon as Alfie's big baby blues landed on Zoey's expressive honey colored orbs, the kid was a goner. The toddlers loved playing and dancing together.
Missouri was taking care of Zoey last weekend and brought her for a play date. That is when Bobby finally grew a pair and asked Missouri out on a real date. Hence, why Cas is stuck on babysitting duty this afternoon. To be honest he liked spending time with the munchkins. The problem of his somewhat funky mood was that he missed Dean like crazy.
Castiel received a text message. He swiftly rocketed out of the small wooden seat he occupied; sending it to the floor. "Ugh!" It was a message from Gabe and Crowley asking him if he wanted to go see the new Seth Rogen-James Franco movie with them. He quickly responded no, but thanks.
Cas ended up sitting in between the toddlers on the sofa. Their laps were covered with an old quilt. Alfie and Zoey fell asleep during the middle of "Tangled". Watching the movie proved bittersweet for Castiel since Alfie called Dean Rapunzel. He checked his phone for any missed calls and there were none. Cas scrunched his brows. It was half an hour after eight and he still hadn't heard from Dean. He should be back by now.
He carried Alfie to the playpen and gently laid him in the center. Castiel did the same with Zoey. After he covered them with the quilt, he headed to the porch. Cas sat on the swing bench. He arched his head backwards to gaze at the stars. The night was eerily quiet except for the constant buzzing of cicadas which migrated to Kansas from the South.
"Dean, why haven't you called?" Castiel chewed his bottom lip nervously.
Meanwhile at the Lawrence Greyhound Bus Station, the Winchesters patiently waited for Dean's bus. It was scheduled to arrive at eight o'clock, but was running late. It finally pulled into the lot at a quarter to nine. Adam and Sam were bouncing up and down. John strode closer to the now parked bus with his hands in his pockets. He opted not to visit his son during his stay at camp.
