Under His Wing: The Goddess War (Book Three)

Chapter 16: End of All.

Thanksgiving Day, 20 Years Later

  "Cas, take those biscuits out of the oven!" You shout from the dining room, setting the table. "John!" You shout up the stairs, your 14 year old son peeks his head around the corner.
"Let's go kiddo, your uncles and your sister are gonna be here any min-" Your cut off by the front door opening.
"The party has arrived." Dean walks in with a bottle of champagne and a bottle of Jack.
"Uncle!" John jumps down the stairs, wearing socks, shorts, and a hoodie.
  "John, your not even dressed!" You try to say, but are caught off guard by the smoke alarm going off.
  "I don't know how to cook biscuits!" Cas shouts from the kitchen. You run your hand through your hair as Dean and John go into the kitchen to help Cas, Sam entering through the front door.
  "Oh my goodness..." You sigh, laying your head on his chest.
  "Hey, no one told you to host a Thanksgiving party." He laughs, giving you a hug.
  "Nobody told me to have another kid either and look where that got me." You smile.  You tell Dean, Cas, John, and Sam to go sit at the table while you got everything ready and waited on everyone else to come.
  As the front door opens, Sandy and Luke walk in. "Y/n! I brought pound cake!" Sandy yells from the other room. "Yes!" John whispers to himself. You go into the kitchen to say hi.
  "Luke, for goodness sake- Where is your wife?" You sigh. He looks towards the front door. "Callie said she would be here any minute-"
"I'm here and I brought more shit to the shit-show" Callie appears in the middle of the kitchen with bags in her hands. Sandy jumps.
  "Jesus Christ! You know, I never get used to that." Sandy laughs, Callie nudges her, "What, the fact that your daughter-in-law is a goddess." She smiles. John then shouts from the other room, "Hey, quit rubbing it in you show off!", Callie grins.
  "Love yah too, twerp!".

  Once everyone had sat down at the table, you look around. "I feel like we're missing someone..." You say, "Yeah, It's me." Crowley flies in, taking a seat at the table.
  "Okay, now for the love of god let's eat, I'm starving." You smile.
"Aw, Yeah!" John crouches up on his chair to reach across the table for the mashed potatoes. "John Junior, would you sit your scrawny butt down and wait!" You slap his hand away. "Ooh, mom brought out your middle name-" Callie laughs. "Caelestra, don't make me." You look at her.
  "OOh mom brought out both of your names!" Dean laughs with a mouth full of food, Sam shakes his head.
  "So... I thought angels didn't need to eat?" Sandy says. "So?" You, Cas, Callie, and John all say in unison, laughing at yourselves afterwards.
"Technically I'm not an angel, I'm a nephilim." John smart-assingly says, pointing his fork in the air with emphasis. Callie laughs at him as she takes a sip of her wine. "Can't relate." She smiles, she then looks at you and Cas.
"Yeah, Mom, Dad, how does it feel to tell other people that your daughter is the goddess of heaven?'' She says smugly, trying to egg on John. Cas chuckles.
  "It's easy-" He begins. "We don't". Callie holds her hand up, forbidding him to continue. 
  "Rude!" She says.
You smile, overlooking your family. You watch Sam and Dean laughing as Callie and John brawled. You grinned as Luke and Callie held hands. While John and Dean threw a baseball around the yard. You remembered back to the time when you had first told Cas that you were pregnant. Your marriage, buying the new house. The day John was born, when Callie first met her little brother.
  At the table, as the family you had brought together feasted and shared memories, Cas snuck his hand into yours.
  "Good job, love." He says, you smile. You lay your head once again on his shoulder.
  "Cas... I love you." You look at him. He kisses your cheek.
"Y/n, I will always love you."