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I woke up in the morning to Guy still hugging me. I sighed and shook him slightly.

"Hey, time to get up," I told him quietly, "Guy," I said a little louder. He mumbled and rubbed into me.

I shook my head and got his arms from around me and replaced me with a pillow. He hugged it and curled into a ball. I smiled as I went out.

I walked down the hall and looked into Jack's room. He was still asleep. I went in and kissed his forehead, because he was kind of a lot cute when he was asleep. He smiled warmly as he hugged onto his pillow. I went back out and smelt coffee as I walked into the map room. I followed it to the kitchen and saw Vincent pouring coffee into a cup.

"Hey," I said, and he looked at me slightly, "Good morning." I leaned on the island as he turned to me.

"Morning," He said, taking a drink. I saw he was using my Wile E. Coyote cup. I sighed through my nose slightly, "What?"

"Nothing," I said, "You're just using my cup."

"Oh, I didn't know cups belonged to individual people." He said, "I thought we shared stuff."

"My ex-fiancé had given that to me before he had to leave." I said.

"Well, I'm sorry for that." He took another drink. I looked at him.

"You truly are an ass, aren't you?" I asked.

"You bet, sweet cheeks." He winked at me and I rolled my eyes, "You want to take a case today?"

"Sure," I said, and he finished.

"Alright, I'll find one." He said, and pat my back as he left.

I got the cup and got the coffee, pouring some in then getting the milk. I mixed in some sugar and got a piece of pie from the fridge. I started walking out and Guy was standing in the doorway.

"Hey," I said, as he rubbed his eyes.

"Hi," He said, "What's a case?" He asked, looking at me.

"A case is something I do for a living, tracking and killing things that hurt people." I told him.

"Oh," He said, "Why did that man call you 'sweet cheeks'? Is that one of your names?"

"No, and don't you dare call me that, ever." I told him, starting to walk out.

"Why not?" He followed me out of the room to the library where Vincent was setting up his computer.

"Because I don't like it." I said, sitting down on the opposite side of Vincent, "I only let him get away with it cause he's a jerk and won't stop anyways."

"You bet, doll face." Vincent said, and I looked at him. He looked at me teasingly and I stuck out my tongue.

"Can I call you that?" Guy asked.

"No," I told him, "No sweet cheeks, doll faces, no. Only Cas."

"And mom!" He said, and hugged me. I got the wind knocked out me and pat his arm.

"Mom?" Vincent asked, giving me a confused look.

"Don't even ask." I told him, and he huffed, looking back to his computer as Guy let me go. I started eating and Jack came in, groaning as he stretched, "Morning, sleeping beauty." His hair was everywhere and he was rubbing his eyes, "How're you doing?"

"Uh, crap on crackers, remember?" Jack asked, pulling up a chair and sitting down. I scoffed as he held his head.

"What is it now?"

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