Finally Out (Destiel)

The Apple Pie Life

This continuation chapter was a request from @SavannahRuggles I hope this is the kind of continuation that you were looking for hon :)

Enjoy!! ^-^

The cool warming light flowed through the shaded window and fell onto Dean's face. He woke with a small smile as he turned his head to glance over at the angel he loved, curled up snuggly into his side.

Dean felt the comforting warmth against his body, reminding him every day that their days of hunting were a thing of the past.

Carefully, Dean untangled himself from the angel’s gentle embrace and climbed from the bed. As much as he wanted to stay in bed with Cas forever, they had things to do and a baby to watch after. Dean bent over slowly and planted a soft kiss onto the angel’s curly black locks. In response Cas merely shifted slightly as a tiny smile passed over his sleeping lips.

Dean would let his angel sleep for now. They had a big day today, but Cas had stayed up late with Mary Johanna and he needed his rest.

Using the skills he had acquired from a life of hunting, Dean padded silently from the room and closed the door behind him.

He passed by the rooms with care and thinking back to when him and Cas had built this house together. Dean had learned some woodworking skills when he was younger, and working on the impala had given him a good idea on how he had to wire up the house. Cas had been slightly helpful but Dean had basically hovered over him most of the time so he wouldn't make any fatal building flaws.

Dean laughed softly to himself as he remembers the first night they moved in. All they had was a bed and a fridge full of food. They had gotten right to work with tarnishing the house and marking it as their own. That night had been one of the wildest and bendiest nights of his life. (It was even better and bendier than his first time with Lisa Braden!)

The cool carpet scratched gently against Dean's feet as he made his way to the door of his daughter’s room. She was only half a year old but Mary Johanna easily made Dean the happiest and proudest man in the world.

He pushed the door open carefully and peered inside to see the little girl looking at towards the door from the crib, her piercing green eyes watching him closely.

Dean swore that she had acquired the same squinty look that Castiel often had when he was confused or trying to figure out if someone was lying.

Mary Johanna, like Cas, often seemed to be looking into the soul of anyone she was near. Dean often thought it was slightly unnerving how just how many of their traits that Mary Johanna possessed. She really was a true Winchester.

Dean approached the spot where she was laying in the crib and picked her up. She cooed in happiness and reached for the necklace around Dean's neck. Dean beamed down at her and he swaddled her in his arms. The Samulet curled tightly in her tiny fist.

Sam had found the necklace about a month after they had quit hunting. He said it had been stowed away in some forgotten jacket pocket. Sam had brought the necklace over to Dean and said that it was his if he still wanted it.

Dean had immediately taken the familiar pendant from his brother and put it back around his neck. The necklace was a symbol of all their struggles. A symbol of all the loss and pain they had endured. But most of all, it was a symbol of the profound love between the two brothers. They had had their ups and downs through the years but they had never abandoned each other.

Mary Johanna tugged a little harder on the necklace and tried to put the metal charm in her tiny mouth.

"Woah, uh uh baby girl, let’s go get you some real food, that's not edible." Dean said with a small chuckle as he carefully pulled the necklace from her grip.