Dear Addiction

Chapter five

"I just don't understand why we invited them over, I was enjoying our family dinners. With our family. Just the four of us. And no one else."

"I told you, I want to repay Castiel for watching the kids yesterday." Sam has asked where Dean was that morning, over and over, though Dean had only shook his head, repeating a lie that even he couldn't believe. Despite that Sam eventually gave up, instead letting Dean stick to his awful lie. "he'd done that enough last month, and it was unfair to him how last minute it was." Sam pulled out some glasses, before he shut the cabinet, "now would you please open the door for them," Sam paused as Dean moved to the door, hand on the knob, "and be nice!"

Dean rolled his eyes, but pulled the door open without another complaint.

"Hey," he greeted stepping back to allow the others in. Castiel stepped in first, a small smile on his face as he greeted the brothers. Jack was held at his hip, the three year old's face buried into Cas's shoulder, his blond hair in a complete mess. After Cas had stepped through, his boyfriend followed.

"Dean Winchester," Dean greeted, closing the door. He raised his hand for a handshake, which the other man took.

"Logan, It's nice to meet you."

"Yah very nice." Dean didn't try to hide the sarcasm as he gave the other man a smile, before pulling his hand away. Logan was nice looking, Dean would admit that much, with short almost buzzed cut hair, that grew into his stubble across his lower face and upper lip. He had cupid bow lips that sat in a tight line as his smile fell. He looked like the stereotypical businessman, handsome but in a snarky way, as if he was- and knew he was- better than everyone else.

He walked past Dean and to Sam, immediately falling into an easy conversation with the younger Winchester. "It's nice to see you" Sam greeted, which Dean rolled his eyes at, leave it to his brother to be the nice one. After one more annoyed glare Dean walked to the table taking a seat across from Castiel who was busy trying to keep Jack seated while talking to Ellie who had taken a seat at the end of the table to be next to him.

"El maybe you should give Cas some space." Dean said, which the young girl turned her head to giving Dean an emotionless stare before turning back to Cas.

"Can I talk to you?"

Cas gave her a small smile, while one arm stayed firmly on Jack's chest, the child squirming in an attempt to get off his chair. "Of course."

"Weeeeell," Ellie began dramatically, she turned her body from Dean, completely cutting him from the conversation. "Today I drawed a super hard pictoor of a butterfly, because I'm practising for school, because school is going to be super hard." She raised her arms in exaggeration, "I go to school soon! Kindagarten!"

"Really?" Cas asked.

Before Ellie could say more, Sam cut in, placing a bowl of salad onto the table, followed by a lasagna. "Dinners ready," he declared. He took a seat at the other end of the table, while Logan sat on the other side of Jack, and John took the last seat next to Dean.

"Your dads become a pretty good cook," Dean said to John as everyone began collecting their food. He glanced down at the young boy hoping for a response, though he only got a small nod in agreeance. It had been a week since Dean had arrived and he hadn't gotten more than a nod from the kid, not even the smallest smile.

"So Dean," He looked up at the sound of his name, towards Logan, who was filling Jack's place with food, "You're a singer right?" Dean gave the smallest nod. Anyone who knew him for his singing, was bound to know of reputation too. He could only hope Logan wouldn't say anythign

in front of the kids, or more importantly Cas. "I've heard you on the radio, you're really good.

"Thanks man."