"I got Dean a Christmas gift." I happily beam at Sam, ready for him to say something. He looks at me with confusion. Sam says, "Dean hates Christmas." With a small sigh, I say, "I know Dean doesn't like Christmas, Sam. You don't need to tell me again." Sam looks at me, and I look at him and he nods. "Yeah, but- Dean? Are you sure?" I nod my head in complete decision. Sam says, "I mean...if you're positive. I don't want you to get upset when he doesn't like it." I look at the box in my hand, with it's beautiful red bow and gun wrapping paper. "Don't worry, I got this." Sam and I both get in the Impala and return to the bunker.
Later on, Sam says to Dean, "Jack got you a Christmas present." Dean looks up with a sarcastic, and confused look on his face. I'm in my room, working up the nerve to give it to him and getting dressed because Sam and I were on a hunt and I was dirty. I hear Dean say, "Sam. Me? A freaking Christmas present? You've got to be kidding me." Sam gives Dean his cute puppy dog eyes look and says, "Just go easy on him, Dean." Castiel, who is standing next to Sam makes his voice heard now. "If you upset him, I'll rain down the wrath of Heaven myself." Both Sam and Dean are taken aback by this affirmation. And then dean says, "Yeah, sure, Cas. Whatever you say, I'll pretend to like it."
The next day was Christmas, and we all opened our presents. I saved Deans for last, and handed it to him myself. Castiel looks at him with a warning look, and whispers, "I swear to my Father, Dean. I will not hesitate to slap you." I kinda smile a little at that, because Cas is so protective of me. He's my father in my eyes and so are dean and Sam. Dean opens his present and looks down in the box, and says, "It's....great." And I know he means it, he loves his gift! Castiel has a very relived look on his face and I say, "I knew you'd like it!" Dean says, "No, I don't like it. I love it!"
