Finding You

Finding You: Chapter Four

Hello again everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a million years please don't forget me! I know this is the last day of January, but my new year's resolution was to at least post once a month, no matter what. I'm going to see if I can do it for you guys. Without further ado. Chapter 4!

Disclaimer: I, with much sadness in my heart, do not own Supernatural.

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After Sam and Gabe had left, (to the disappointment of Nova), the two of us began our nightly routine. Nova finished up the last of her homework, while I sat next to her to help. Once that was finished, Nova and I raced to see who could get ready for bed the fastest. Nova won this time around. I walked into her room to see her already tucked under the covers reading a book. When she saw me come in, she took care to mark her place, before setting it down on the nightstand by her bed.

She then carefully clasped her hands together, giving me a look with the kind of solemnity no eight-year-old should be able to exhibit, much less be allowed to. If I wasn't as strung out as I was, I probably would have had trouble preventing myself from grinning at how cute my daughter was. I reached the bed and sat down beside her, the bed squeaking in protest under my added weight.

"What story do you want to hear today Nova?" I asked as I made sure she was tucked in, pulling the covers up to her chin.

"I want to hear about your last day with Papa before he disappeared. You've never told me about it."

I was a little disconcerted by her request, but not necessarily surprised. I stared at her for a moment before I nodded.

"The day your father went missing started out like any other. I woke up to him right next to me, like always. He was already awake, which was typical. He'd," I corrected myself abruptly, "he's always been a morning person. Never could understand it, myself. Always said I could be a morning person... If morning happened around noon."

~flashback~

The light filtered in through the window. The sun, I decided in that moment, was the single rudest entity I'd ever encountered. I groaned and rolled over, hooking my arm across Cas' hips. I cracked open an eye to see his blue eyes already staring at me intently.

"Is it that interesting to watch me sleep, Cas?" I asked groggily as I shifted my leg between both of his, pressing my face into the crook of his neck. Though I imagine it probably wasn't half as intelligible as that. I heard him chuckle as I closed my eyes and nuzzled up into his chest. He wrapped his arm around my back and buried his nose in my hair.

"I can't help that you are so angelic when you sleep." Cas argued.

"Yeah, yeah." I replied, the little joke he'd cracked not lost on me as I once again began slowly drifting off.

"Nah uh. You're not going back to sleep. We have plans for today, remember? Nova will murder us if we don't go to the aquarium. We promised."

"I know, but it's still early."

"I bet you five dollars she's already awake and waiting for us to get up."

I contemplated this for a second before glancing at the doorway. From the bedroom, I could see all the way down the hall. Around the corner of the hallway I saw a pair of green-blue eyes peering at me. I sighed, though it came out more like a snort.

"I guess I owe you five dollars then. Nova! I know you're at the end of the hall, you can come in!"

The response was the thundering, yet tiny footsteps of the three- year old as she dashed into the room and leaped onto the bed, as gracefully as any three-year-old can.