Three of the four brothers, Luka, and I sit at the table. Dean brought up a very sensitive topic: my past with Castiel. I was holding Luka in my lap until Kevin entered the room. Luka wiggled his way off my lap and then sat on the other side of Dean. I watched Luka for a second, but now I’m sitting here with my wounds of old aching again. I focus on trying to hold back the tears when I hear Castiel enter the room. Looking up, I see him smile at me and I do my best to smile back.
“(Y/n) and I will get the supplies later today.” He goes to the counter and messes with things over there. I look down again and start remembering things of the past I tried to bury.
I hear the giggles of the fledglings echo through the heavens as they play. There are fledglings of all ages in the nursery. I work there because I have no duty in heaven yet. I run and laugh with the little one’s like they are my own. Then the youngest in my group starts cryin