By Their Grace

Just Bonded

"I have to admit this is pretty good." Sam hummed taking anotherbite of the apple pie, the one Dean had made with Gabriel, Dean andCastiel were both eating the one they had made for each other, andGabriel was having a slice of both pies.

"How come Cassie's pie better?" Gabriel asked and thought for amoment, "is it a different recipe or better apples?"

"Nah, Cas just doesn't overwork the pie like you do."

"I always make sure the pie is perfectly rolled out." Gabrielpointed out and Dean chuckled taking another piece of his own sliceof pie.

"That's the problem, you overworked the dough constantly rollingand re-rolling it."

"For what it's worth, I think it's pretty damn great." Gabrielbeamed underneath Sam's praise while Dean snorted at the chick flickmoment. Several hopeless romantics would absolutely melt ifthey could see it. "Reminds me of Dean's first few pies," theolder Hunter's breath caught in his throat and the remembrance ofthem.

It had been in sixth grade when he tried his hand at making ahomemade pie the first time. He had been making pies with fillingfrom a can and ready made pie dough, the kind you just needed tothrow in the oven, for three years. Sam was in second grade and theeight year old had asked Dean to make him a homemade pie.

Sam had heard classmates talking about from-scratch homemade goodies.Cookies and cakes mostly but he had always thought of pie as that waswhat he wanted, he wanted to join in and as none had talked aboutmade from scratch pie that is what he wanted.

Dean had done it, going to the library when doing research he hadasked the elderly librarian and she had given him a recommendationfor him and it was a pain in the ass. She recommended a book that wasway above him, a tart au pomme from Julia flipping Child. He hadfound a middle aged woman who was in the cook book section and he hadmumbling and she had asked what was wrong, he had grumbled aboutapple pie and she had picked up a colorful book with fairies on it.Had promised him that it was a good recipe to ignore the fairy theme,it had the best from-scratch apple pie recipe and that was how shetaught her daughter to cook, perfect recipes for a first time baker.

He had not known why he trusted her, maybe it was her blonde hairthat was the exact shade of his mother's. He had taken it and writtenit down once he found it, the recipe was called Orchid Fairy's ApplePie. He had cringed at the pictures of fairies dressed in flowergoing from lilac to a lavender color but had read the recipe itseemed a lot easier to follow so had ripped out the spiral he hadbeen taking notes on any possible ghosts for a hunt as he was oldenough that John had started taking him on hunts, leaving Sammybehind at Bobby's.

So Dean had taken it home and asked Bobby to buy the ingredients. Hemade it. By himself, Bobby was useless at baking but hadn't have areason to stop it. It wasn't that good compared to what he wouldlearn later on and get better only by trial and error.

However Sammy had loved the pie. A lot considering that even now overtwenty years later Sam still remembered that. It sometimes was easyto forget that everything he had done in his life up until Sam hadleft for college-even after-had meant to his brother.