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Thursday, May 10, 2012

Snippets Twenty: Fourth Birthday

Dean woke up early on January 24, remembering that it was his birthday.  He knew his dad would be at work.  Castiel was sitting at the foot of his bed.

“Happy birthday, Dean.”

The young boy smiled at the angel and reached to hug him.  He heard his mom call his name.  Jumping out of bed, the child ran out of the room and down the stairs. 

His mother walked out of the kitchen. 

“Dean, put some clothes and shoes on.  It’s cold.”

Running back upstairs, the child bumped into the angel who was carrying clothing and shoes for him.  Grinning, Dean hurried to don the clothing.  He sat on the floor and put socks and shoes on his feet.

Back downstairs, he entered the kitchen.  His mother had bacon and French toast made for him.  There was a cup of hot chocolate and a glass of apple juice.  His eyes widened.

“Happy birthday, Dean,” his mother spoke softly as she hugged him and kissed him on his fore head.

Mary watched as he enjoyed his food.  After the dishes were done, she read to her son for a couple of hours.  Dean took a nap.  At 2:00, John came home.  They took their son upstairs and walked down the hallway past his room.   John opened the door on the right and let their son enter. 

The room was a typical little boy’s room.  It was done in shades of blue.  There was new furniture and a nice little bookcase with all of Dean’s favorite stories on the shelves. 

“This is your new bedroom, Son.  It is time you had a big boy’s room”

Dean hugged his parents and they took him downstairs.  There was cake and ice cream.  Dean was given a T-ball set and a cowboy hat, boots, and toy pistols for his gifts. 

The family had cheeseburgers and French fries for the boy’s birthday meal.   Later that evening, Mary and John tucked Dean under the covers of his new bed.

Mary softly said, “Angels are watching over you.”

They turned off the lights and shut the bedroom door.  Castiel heard a soft sigh and asked his young charge what was wrong.

I got cake for my birthday.”

“That is the usual dessert for birthdays, Dean.”

“I wanted pie.”

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