I woke up on my couch. I felt my body shivering and I looked around the lamp was fallen over and the tv cracked. "The hell.." I heard a little boy giggle and I turned around. "Hi mommy." My son around the age of ten stood before me. "Castiel?" I blurted out. His sapphire eyes widened in joy and he hugged my legs. I hugged him back and kissed his forehead. "Where is bro?" I asked ruffling his black hair. "Behind you.." I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pick me up. "Hey cupcake!" I hugged his arms and turned around. "Why is the tv cracked and my lamp on the floor?" I asked placing the lamp correctly up. "Well, me and Cas had a strife and things kinda got out of hand." I rolled my eyes playfully and patted Castiel's head. "Clean it up, I'm making dinner." I smiled at both of them and walked to the kitchen. "I feel like making spaghetti tonight with a side of mac and cheese with french bread..." I thought out loud to myself when I felt a tug at my arm. "Hm? Oh hello Jeff, it's nice to see you again.." I let out a strained smile. "Hey, why is the twerp reading your spell book?" He asked rolling his eyes at mentioning my son. "I prefer you don't call my son that Jeff, he is learning from my book." He snorted and laughed. "That twerp barely even talks! What makes you think he can learn from a book?" I bit my toungue. 'Maybe because he is your son.' I thought to myself while boiling some water. "Jeff honestly you're being childish." I felt a knife at my throat. "What did you call me?" I heard him growl. "Do you really want to do this smiley?" I asked placing the noodles in the pot. "Yes." I kicked him in the groin and he toppled over. "Such a bitch move..." He groaned out. "It works so it's not." I said kicking him in the stomach and leaving the room.
