fox's place

[1165-word one shot written for this prompt for this blog. ✦ Summary: Cas has found himself newly human and now that he is living in the bunker with the two people he trusts most, he decides to learn how to live like a one. He follows Dean around for the morning, mimicking everything he does to get ready, in order to learn what normal people do for their morning routines.]

Being human didn’t seem so difficult to Cas until he became one himself. It had seemed like such a simple life, up from in heaven, but the reality was that it was so much more complicated than that. There were so many things he had to get used to: eating, sleeping, personal hygiene, etcetera. The list was practically endless.

[2,777-word one shot based off of this imagine from this blog, also for an anonymous request. "Imagine the reader's mom happens to die so they have to stay with the father, Dean, and Uncle Sammy, and her being skeptical at first but then to calm nerves theres a hunting gig that turns into a bonding moment." Disclaimer - I don't know how the transfer of guardianship works so I just sort of made it up as I went along, I apologize if I messed anything up. x ]

“Your mother said in her will that if she passed, your father should be contacted so you can stay with him,” the lawyer told you.

You didn’t say anything. You didn’t want to stay with the father you had never met before in your life. You wanted to live with your mom.

But that wasn’t possible anymore. Not when she was dead.

You kind of tuned out the lawyer as he told you what was happening, the arrangements that had been made, how soon you would be meeting the father that had never before been present.

The lawyer finishes and says, “Do you have any questions?”

Find Part 1 here. [A/N: Technically the first part was supposed to be a one shot but by popular demand here is part 2. It takes place during the four years after Dean has gone to hell and there is a happy ending.]

You gently rock the baby cradled in your arms, humming Hey Jude to her. The tone is shaky because you’re trying your hardest not to cry. Hey Jude was the song Dean’s mother sang to him when he was younger.

Dean. Just the small accidental thought of him overwhelms you in a flurry of emotion and you have to sit down on the edge as your body is racked with sobs.

Dean is gone. He’s dead. Forever.

It’s worse knowing that he’s in hell.