Some Secrets Should Stay Secrets (Supernatural)

This Is The Day, This Is The Time

._.__.~Felicity~.__._.

I brought Echo back inside and went upstairs to check on Castiel. I walked in and found him asleep. I half smiled.

"Castiel?" I whispered. No response.

I took off Echo's leash and set it aside, climbing into bed with my lover. I snuggled close to him, wrapping my arms around him. I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck.

Echo jumped onto the bed with us, causing my smile to grow. I glanced over at her. She was just sitting there, wagging her tail like she usually does.

I looked back up at Castiel. I decided to give him a dream. Maybe the river again. That seemed like a good choice.

I slowly sat up, trying not to awaken Castiel. I looked over at Echo. I gave her a scratch behind the ear, which she enjoyed.

"Be a good girl while mommy's gone."

I appeared in Castiel's dream. We were once again at the riverbank. I kissed his cheek.

"Hello, lover." I smiled.

He grinned back. "Hello, Felicity."

"So, no hangover in dreamland, then?"

"No. For that, I am grateful."

"Yeah, I would be, too. Merry Christmas, my sweet Castiel."

He smiled and kissed me. "Merry Christmas, my sweet Felicity."

We both just smiled at each other. And just like that, it started snowing.

I chuckled. "Look at that. It's a white Christmas."

His smile grew. "Yes, in here. But is it a white Christmas out there? In the real world?"

"For the past week, forecasts have predicted a low percent chance of snow, but I think differently."

"Really?"

"Mm-hm. I predict... at least a foot of snow."

He nodded. "We shall see. When will we wake up?"

I bit my lip. "Once we're done making snow angels."

There was soon a decent layer of snow around us. Once I managed to conjure some proper winter clothes, I showed Castiel how to make a snow angel.

I laid down on my back with my arms and legs stretched out. I moved them in an up and down motion, shifting the snow until I made a snow angel.

"See? Just like that." I pipped.

He cocked his head to the right ever so slightly. He seemed confused, as usual. "How is this a 'snow angel'? I'm not sure how it resembles an angel at all."

I laughed. "C'mon, just try it!"

He reluctantly laid on his back, repeating the motions I had demonstrated. I helped him up, and we admired our side-by-side snow angels. I interlocked our gloved fingers, resting my head on his shoulder.

"This is gonna be the best Christmas ever." I smiled.

"Yes. But we will have to wake up first."

I sighed. "Yeah. That's the catch."

We both chuckled. "Felicity, if it snows at the bunker, can we make another snow angel?"

I looked up at him. "We can make a million snow angels."

"That seems highly unlikely. It would take several miles just for half of-" I cut him off by placing my lips on his, forced to stand on my toes to reach him.