Finding You: Chapter Six

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New chapter before the end of the month, yay! I thank god for spring break. I have a little SPN related story at the end if you wanna read it. (It has to do with SPN Con in Seattle (Bellevue)) Anyway, I hope you like this chapter! Leave a review and a kudos please, it really encourages me to write. Constructive criticism is always welcome!

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I stared at him.

"Y-you remember heaven?" I stammered out. He nodded solemnly. I rubbed my face before looking him in the eye again. Many thoughts ran through my head, most of them not all that pleasant. I had long since learned how to curb my tongue. Having a child had certainly helped me build up a filter.

"You seem troubled." Cas pointed out. Very observant, that one. Someone should give him gold star. I sighed.

"Yes Cas, I'm troubled. A better descriptor would be confused. Baffled. Puzzled."

"Discombobulated?" Cas cut in, adding another word that means 'confused' to my list. I huffed, unimpressed. "Why are you confused, Dean?"

"It doesn't matter why. What else do you remember?" Cas gave me a weird side look, one that I'd grown accustomed to over the years.

"I remember Heaven. I remember a small child, no older than three, I'd guess? I remember a house and voice. Male, kind of like yours, younger. I remember the child called me Papa?"

"You remember Nova?" I sat up at this, fully at attention now. He gave me that look again.

"Who's Nova?"

"Can I get you something to drink?" A voice interrupts. I looked up to see Patty, one of the waitresses that had served Nova and I since before Cas disappeared.

"I'll have my usual coffee, Patty." I responded kindly. She nodded before turning to Cas. She gave him a blank stared before her brow furrowed.

"Do I know you?" She asked, pointing her pen at Cas. He gave her an uncomfortable look.

"Probably, though I don't remember you." He responded bluntly.

"Cas, would you cut it out with the angel attitude, okay?" I snapped.


Cas's expression hardened into a carefully guarded expression that I hadn't liked before he left, and certainly didn't appreciate now. "Now, I may have no recollection of you or my relationship with you, but I don't believe in any existing world I would've tolerated you speaking to me the way you are now." He turned to Patty. "I'd like some water please."

"Coming right up," She said hesitating a brief moment, before walking away to begin their order.

I turned to Cas. "Forgive me for snapping at the man who walked out on his family. Yeah, you can't expect me to be pleased as pie about that Cas. The little girl you remember? He name is Nova. She's your daughter. She's eight now. That voice you remember, and that house? It's mine. It's our house. That's my voice. So if you wanna lecture me about my tone, then fine. Be my guest. But I want you to think about the consequences, and think about what you say before you say it, are we clear?"

Cas looked at me, shell shocked. I stared him down in the eye as I mulled over the bomb I had just dropped on him.

"I have a daughter?" He squeaked, penetrating blue opening up like a torrential downpour. I sighed. "Where is she? Who's been taking care of her? Wh-"

"Cas!" I stopped him short. "She's at school right now. I've been taking care of her because she's my daughter, too. Don't you get it?"

"Get what? How is she your daughter?" Cas looked defensive, as if he was going to tackle me if I said the wrong thing. I snapped.

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