You Found Me |Sam Winchester| [2015 Wattys Winner]

30. Cupid

30. Cupid

This wasn't such a bad place to stakeout for a cherub. I mean, we were getting food. I wasn't that hungry, but I couldn't refuse ordering here. Some of the smells almost rendered me a drooling mess. I still couldn't get over what fresh food smelled like, I hadn't smelled anything like it for long enough to get used to it.

The only bad thing about this restaurant was the atmosphere. While it was happy, it riddled me with guilt. The big reason: it was Valentine's Day, and there were couples at almost every booth and table I looked at. Needless to say that was why I chose to be next to Dean instead of Sam or Cas when we were shown to our table. Still, sitting across from Sam didn't make my guilt lessen any.

We sat in awkward silence as chatter flew above our heads. I tapped my fingers against the table as we waited for our food. I couldn't help but stare at a few couples. They had pure joy in their eyes some of them. Some of them looked so love stricken it made my stomach writhe into knots.

Couldn't February 15th get here any faster?

Our food did. Like Dean, I ordered a burger and fries. Sam only settled for a salad whereas Cas didn't get anything.

"So, what," Dean broke the silence, addressing Cas, "you just happen to know he likes the cosmos at this place?"

"This place is a nexus of human reproduction."

"I don't need to hear details while I eat," I told Cas before popping a few fries into my mouth.

"It's exactly the kind of place"—from the corner of my eye, Dean put ketchup on his burger—"of garden the Cupid will come to—to pollinate."

I'd been so close to putting more fries into my mouth, and Dean had been close to his first bite of his burger. But hearing the word "pollinate" and "Cupid" in the same sentence made us both lose our appetite. Well, my lack of appetite disappeared, and I resumed eating.

"Wait a minute," said Sam. "You're not hungry?"

"No," Dean said. "What? I'm not hungry."

"So you order food but don't take it?" I took a huge chunk out of my burger. "Sam's right, something's wrong with you."

"So you're not gonna finish that?" Cas pressed Dean. Apparently it was a wordless agreement, as Cas took Dean's plate. I tilted my head as I swallowed another bite down. Dean wasn't hungry, but Cas was? The moment Cas's eyes moved, he stiffened. "He's here."

"Where?" Sam asked, looking around. "I don't see anything."

"There."

"You mean the same-side-of-the-booth couple over there?" Dean asked.

"Meet me in the back."

The moment I looked at my food and back up again, Cas was no longer next to Sam. We looked at each other before we slid out from our booth. I shoved as many fries as I could before I was pulled away by Sam. Too bad I couldn't get a doggie bag for the rest of my food.

We maneuvered through the restaurant until we reached a back room. Sure enough, we found Cas all by himself.

"Cas, where is he?" Sam said.

"I have him tethered," Cas told us. "Zoda kama mahrana. Manifest yourself."

We all looked around. It was just the four of us.