Devil With a Smile

Ten years later

Pushing through the crowd, you run through the list you made. Cas doesn't necessarily need to eat so he forgets sometimes, but Jack always makes sure to remind the two of you. Of course, you need to eat as well, but after being raised forced to fight for your food and to go without eating for days on end, you've learned to ignore the pangs of hunger and can forget to eat for nearly a week if Jack isn't there to remind you.

Cereal, any type. You decide to get the bran type you like, but he doesn't. If he's not specific, you get to pick. eventually he'll learn.

Bread. The good kind, Jesse, not that nasty shit you picked last time.

Milk, whole.

AA batteries.

Granola, both plain and in bar form.

Mars bars, 3 musketeers, just anything with chocolate mixed with nougat.

Chips.

You snap your eyes away from the list as you're jostled by two men trying to get past you. One of them elbows you in the rib and, instead of kicking him in the baby makers the way your instincts tell you to, you fall to a knee pretending to be winded. You allow one of them to help you up, and sign at them to look where they're going before pushing your way between the two. Something about them feels familiar, but you can't put your finger on it. The feeling of being watched follows you, and you duck into the nearest hidden space you can find; a tiny book store with a peaceful aura.

Moving through the rows, you roll your shoulders, trying to get your wings to settle in their scars. You stop in front of a display of books about the triangle shirtwaist fire, and you tilt your head, searching for one you haven't read before. History fascinates you, especially WW2 and the fire. you grab one you've never seen before titled "Uprising" and head to the front before you spend all the money given to you for groceries. The girl at front smiles at you, not even faltering as you show her the piece of paper you carry with you everywhere, letting her know you're Deaf. Instead, she just rings you up and hands you your change along with a note telling you to have a nice day, and that she hopes you'll be back again. You smile at her and check the crowd before leaving.

You've had enough human interaction for a month, and all you want to do is get your groceries, and go home. In the years you've been with Cas, you haven't lived around humans much, only starting to when Jack joined you family and informed your dad that you should spend more time with people. Since then, you've moved around a little less than before, and always to places around people. Because of that, you've gotten better with people, but you still don't like crowds, which is why Jack usually does the shopping, but every once in a while, he makes you go. Sometimes he goes with you, but today he said you needed to try interacting alone.

Heading to the store, you grab everything on the list, {Excluding all the candies, you only got him a single Milky Way} adding some mangos and apples as well. When you exit the store it's still too light out to fly home, so you start walking, deciding it's a good night for it. You walk past some men, jerking to a stop as one of them grabs your wrist. Having had enough of holding back, you whirl around, slamming him into the wall beside you. 

You bare your teeth at him as you reach for you knife, pressing it against his throat as a second man holds his hands up in a surrendering pose next to the pinned man. You realize that it's the same men from before and you growl, feeling your wings strain against the fabric of your shirt as they start to come out of their hiding spots.

"Leave me alone." You hiss out carefully. Jack and Cas have tried to give you speech therapy, but not being able to hear yourself doesn't really help with that, so you assume his confused expression is from you mispronouncing the words, but then his hands lift and he fingerspells "Munch?" With a question on his face. It hits you suddenly, where you know these men from. You shoot a glance at the one beside you, and you move a single hand to your head;

"Moose?"