Heroes (We Could Be)

10) Carry On My Wayward Son!

The title song in this chapter is sung by Kansas. Any of the views expressed by Beck in this or the previous chapter about Paris Hilton are entirely her own. Unfortunately, she has a bit of a judgmental streak. Apologies.

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The next few weeks were comfortably spent at Bobby's house. All three men were well-fed thanks to Beck's cooking. Beck divided her time between researching with Sam and studying the Grimoire.

When Beck was ready to practice a spell or two that she had been diligently studying. She'd grab the grimoire, the ingredients she needed, and head to a large area in the junkyard away from the house.

Dean was less than thrilled with Beck's insistence on pursuing this route. He took every opportunity to express it as vocally as possible. Sam although discouraging helped Beck look up symbols and means in certain spells she was unsure of. Although Bobby didn't cotton to the idea he understood and gave Beck the supplies she needed to practice, He also had been the one to show her the large area in the junkyard she could use to practice.

"Good evening, Rebecca." Cas said one evening showing up as Beck was finishing up making dinner.

"Hey there Cas, taste this for me would ya" Beck greeted holding out a wooden spoon of red sauce in front of Cas's mouth.

Castiel opened his mouth and allowed Beck to "feed" him the red sauce she was offering him.

"Well, how does it taste?" Beck asked, the angel removing the wooden spoon.

Cas shut his eyes as he tasted the sauce and allowed a warm smile to form on his lips.

"Here's the groceries you wanted Beck." Sam said coming into the kitchen with Dean, both laden down with paper grocery bags.

"Thanks Sam. Can you boys just set them on the counter for me?" Beck requested.

"Sure thing Beck." Sam replied, putting his grocery bags on the counter and moving out of the way for Dean to do the same.

"I'll have whatever Cas is having, he looks like he's just had a couple good orgasms." Dean wise assed enviously.

Beck threw back her head and laughed. Cas's eyes flew open, he swallowed what was left in his mouth, and whipped his head in Dean's direction in an attempt to glare at the hunter. Cas's reaction caused Sam to start laughing. Beck laughed even harder than she had been already.

Beck's laughter tapered down to giggles as she dipped the wooden spoon back into the saucepot and brought some up offering it to the still chuckling Sam Winchester. Sam's laughter died to a smile, he licked his lips slightly and opened his mouth for the offered wooden spoon with sauce on it.

Just like the angel before him, Sam shut his eyes and allowed the same warm smile to work its way across his own lips. Dean looked at both the angel and his brother with mutinous envy. Both had been fed, what appeared to be, orgasmic red sauce, and fed it by Becky.

"So do I get to try any of that stuff or what?" Dean groused.

"Sure, Beck shrugged offering Dean the wooden spoon instead of "feeding" it to him, just make sure you rise the wooden spoon and stir the sauce when 'ur done."

Dean took the spoon from Beck feeling irritated and heavily disappointed, Becky had "fed" Sammy and Cas.

What did he have cooties? She couldn't "feed" him the same way too?!

Nevertheless, Dean dipped the wooden spoon in the saucepot to taste whatever it was that was so damn special about this sauce. Dean brought the spoon to his mouth, opened it, and shoved the spoon in.