Supernatural

Chapter Forty-One~Twister

*Angela's POV*

"Hey Dean." Chuck says happily.

"Chuck, what the hell?" Dean exclaims and I chuckle and elbow him. "Er, sorry." Dean apologizes quickly and I squeeze his hand in approval. I glance up at him and see the corner of his mouth pull up.

"I came to see you!" Chuck announces to Dean. I smile and try to hold back a laugh. God is a lot more cute and nerdy than I thought he would be. "You and Angela, that is." My smile disappears and my mouth immediately asks the question on the tip of my tongue.

"Dean and I?" I ask. "Why do you want to see us? Dean, sure, but me?" I shake my head. I look at Dean and his lips part to talk, but Chuck speaks before him.

"What you're hinting at is exactly why you're here. You think Dean is more important than you are, which is not true by the way. You both, as a pair, complete each other. Angela, without you, Dean would eventually spiral downward. Sam would, of course, be there to help him back up, but Dean would never be the hero he could have been. You are essential to him being who I made him to be. That connection that the two of you felt at the beginning, that was me! So, maybe the two of you wouldn't fight each other." Chuck sighs happily as he stares at Dean. "That connection disappeared as you both grew to care about each other because then you made a stronger connection on your own." Then he looks at me. He holds out a hand and I take it with my left, leaving my right hand in Dean's. I put Dean and I's intertwined hands behind my back and step in front of him to be closer to Chuck. Chuck puts his other hand on top of mine and rubs my knuckles. "You were destined for greatness from the start. Even when you hadn't met Dean yet you made your living out of helping people. But, with Dean you'll help more people than you could have ever imagined. Already he's broken you out of your protective shell you built after Robbie." Emotions swirl in my heart at all of the words he's saying. It's almost like I can feel the truth of them. "The point is, I brought you back. I have a special weakness in my heart for you and these boys. Counting Castiel, of course. I just couldn't bear dividing you guys before you really got to experience the really good stuff!" He lets go of my hand and puts a hand on my cheek. "I know your dad and your mom were taken from you early. I am sorry about that." He looks at me and I can see that he's genuine. I smile and nod.

"It's okay. It made me stronger." I assure him. "I learned to take care of myself." I continue. I feel Dean squeeze my hand to let me know I don't have to and I feel my smile brighten. "Thank you for taking care of Dean. And for bringing me back." I put a hand on his hand that's still on my face. He smiles.

"This is why I like you so much." He says and I laugh. "No one takes the time to say thank you anymore." Our hands fall and I step back towards Dean, reflexively wrapping an arm around his waist and putting his over my shoulders. Chuck steps back and crosses his arms while staring at us. He just stares and smiles until I feel Dean start to squirm beside me. "Sorry, sorry!" He says and sits down, picking up a coffee mug that says 'World's Greatest Dad' on it. I giggle and I feel a whisper of Dean's lips on my head. "It's just," he takes a sip of coffee as my attention returns to him. "you guys are my biggest OTP."

"Your biggest what?" Dean asks and I pat his back with a laugh.

"I'm going to make some food. I'm famished." I tell him and start walking towards the kitchen.

"Oh, hold on, hold on. I've got it covered." Chuck stops me and says. I raise an eyebrow at him as he raises his hand and snaps. Three lovely plates appear in front of the three of us. I move closer to the table to inspect the plate closest to me. I notice, with a smile, everything on the plate is one of my favorite breakfast foods. Hashbrowns on the side, scrambled eggs right beside them, and finally a small pile of bacon to finish. My coffee is even reheated and steaming nicely next to a glass of orange juice. "Pulp free." I hear Chuck say. I look up at him, in awe. "I know- uh, I know that's how you like it so..." He trails off and looks at me, kind of hoping, kind of doubting. I rush over to the other side of the table and wrap my arms around his waist, tight. I hear his startled gasp, but before I can let go he wraps his arms around me too. It's a quick hug, but the smile on Chuck's face makes it seem like it was hours long. I kiss his cheek and then go back over to my side of the table and sit down.