Anon requested: Can you write something about little kids Dean and Cas? I don't have any ideas I just would like one and I hope you have an idea. _______________________________ Mary Winchester hummed to herself as she worked in her garden. She was adding a new place for the flowers that Dean had bought her Mother's Day. She smiled as she remembered the look of pride on his little face when he announced that he had bought them himself with the allowance that he had saved. John gave her a diamond necklace that she quickly tucked under her shirt away from Sammy's grabby hands. Hands that John had dipped in paint, along with Dean's to make a card for her. It had been her best Mother's Day by far. A little tug at her sleeve caused Mary to pause in her digging. She looked back, expecting Dean, but instead came face to face with Castiel Novak. The Novak's had moved in next door a little over a year ago an Dean and Castiel became fast friends. Cas was a sweetheart and Mary loved him to bits. He was holding a little card in his hands. "Hey Cas," She said, wiping her hands. "What can I do for you, honey?" "I made you this," Cas said, thrusting his hand out. Mary smiled and removed her gloves to take the card. "Thank you, Cas." Before she could move to open it, Cas wrapped his tiny arms around her waist and hugged her tight, then ran back across the yard to his own house. Confused, Mary looked down at the front of the card and read the sweet, misspelled, 'Hapy Muthers Day' in the six year olds handwriting. She smiled and opened the card. Inside, there was a drawing that she assumed was of her with a messy heart around it. On the other side were the words "thank you for being my mommy." Mary's chest tightened and tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't believe that Castiel had done this or the effect that she had on him. She quickly took it inside and put it in the drawer with her other gifts. The next time Cas was over she held him tightly for a few minutes too long and kissed his forehead. ~*~ Thirteen years later, Mary watched Dean kiss Castiel in the living room before they left for graduation. "I'll be right back," She heard Cas say, as he tugged his hand away from Dean's. She turned back to the sink, pretending to be washing dishes when Cas walked in. "Mary?" "Yes, sweetheart?" "I just wanted to thank you. For everything. You raised me more than my own mother ever did." "Well, you were here all the time," Cas smiled and ducked his head. "I love you, Castiel. I was happy to take care of you." "Dean and I got you something," He said. Dean appeared in the doorway with a jewelry box in his hands. "Thank you, Mom," He said, kissing her cheek and putting the box in her hands. "You boys didn't have to get me anything." "We wanted to," Cas said. "Open it." Mary gasped when she opened the box and found a diamond bracelet inside. "It matches your necklace," Dean said. "We thought–" He was cut off when Mary pulled them both in for a tight hug. "I love it. Thank you, boys." "Let me help you," Dean said, taking the bracelet and clasping it around her wrist. "It's beautiful." "We should get going," Dean said. He kissed her cheek again and took Cas's hand. A strong arm slipped around Mary's shoulders as they walked out the door. She leaned against John's chest and he kissed her hair. "We did good," He said. "Yeah. We did."
