"Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better"
Castiel watched from the doorway as his husband sang the fragile words to their newborn daughter. Blue eyes hazed over gingerly when the voice cracked during lines and rose during others. The air was thick with love.
Dean's voice carried on,
"Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better."
A little sigh was heard escaping the lips from the baby cradled peacefully in Dean's arms. Castiel's throat lumped at the sight of this. When he fought against heaven for humanity, he realized suddenly that this was what he had been fighting for. All of his life as a soldier had led him to this nursery with the man he loves and the child they would raise together. A single tear slipped down his cheek.
"And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah...."
Dean's voice softly faded into silence. The room seemed to echo the sweet lyrics over and over in Cas' mind. He didn't move as he watched Dean cautiously set their baby into the crib.
Before Cas could make his whereabouts known he heard Dean whisper something that broke his heart.
"Go to sleep, Mary. An angel is watching over you."
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Collection of Destiel
FanfictionDestiel smut and fluff filled short stories. More fluff than smut. These stories are written for my enjoyment and hopefully yours as well. They range from themes that will melt your heart to themes that will bring tears to your eyes. Hopefully I can...
