Baby Castiel

Chapter 14

"OK Cas. You need finger foods, right?" Dean asked Cas. Cas just sucked his thumb and smiled. "Why am I asking you? It's not like you're going to reply." Dean mumbled under his breath. "Ahh!" Screamed an excited little voice. Castiel threw his arms out and jumped. "CAS!" Dean yelled as he tried to catch the falling toddler. Castiel landed on the ground and began to cry. As he screamed Dean noticed the glass beside Cas started to crack. "Hey, hey, hey!" Dean yelled as he picked up the crying angel and stared at the glass. "You cannot do that!" Dean stood up, held Cas' head to his shoulder, and hugged him. Dean sat the small child on the ground, and bent down on one knee. "Hey buddy, you OK?" Dean asked him wondering how he did that. Cas smiled sadly and put his hands on Dean face, tears still falling. For some reason Cas' smile made Dean want to smile, so he did. "You'll be just fine!" Dean said with a calm and reassuring smile as he used his thumb to wipe Cas' tears. Cas walked over to the fish sticks, put his hands on the glass, and smiled. "I know what you want." Dean said grabbing a hand held basket. Dean picked up Cas and wiped the remaining tears from his cheeks. Then he opened the cracked refrigerator door and grabbed the fish sticks, baby carrots, apple slices, and ten of the kid cuisine mini meals. "OK, let's go get Sam." As he was walking through back to Sam, he saw a small trench coat and immediately grabbed it without a second thought.

Meanwhile... "OK so I need baby powder, a small hair brush, diapers for two year olds, and butt cream." Sam said roaming the aisle looking lost. He stopped and grabbed diapers and a hairbrush, but he didn't even know what butt cream or baby powder he was supposed to get. "Hey there!" A man said from down the aisle "You look like you need some help." he said as he walked over to Sam. "Yes! Please! Uhh.. I was told to get baby powder, and butt cream. But I have no clue what either of those things are." Sam said and looked embarrassed. "OK, well how old's your little one?" the man asked. "Uhh.. I think he's 2," Sam said, "He's not my kid he's my brother's. The mom just dropped him off at his house and he called me." Sam lied. "That's terrible, do you know where she is?" he asked. "Yep 6ft under... she killed herself the day after. Dean didn't even know he existed." Sam said trying to make it sound real. "Anyway... You'll want this one for a two years old," he said pointing to the pink bottle of baby powder and a green tube of butt cream that was sitting on the shelf, "you want to get enough to last a few weeks." He said as he turned around and walked away. "Have a good one!" He yelled as he turned the corner. "You too!" Sam yelled back.