Bobby

Daphne was baking pancakes for Alexia. She shot constant looks at the clock, causing the pancake to burn.
“Damn it” she cursed. She threw the pancake in the garbage can and poured in new dough.
“Aunty Daphne? Where’s mommy?” Alexia asked.
“I don’t know” Daphne said nervous. Zoey had been gone all night and wouldn’t pick up her phone. Daphne wasn’t used to babysitting Alexia for that long and fact was that she wasn’t good at it. It was a good thing Alexia was very independent for her age.
The door opened and Daphne looked up. Zoey appeared in the doorway and she looked...

“That wasn’t very nice, was it?”
Meg looked up. There was a man standing outside her cell and he had a big smile on his face. He examined the ceiling.
“Who are you?” Meg demanded to know.
The man, who spoke with a British accent, raised one eyebrow. “Let me give you a little hint. I saved the two of you from Hell”
“Oh, you’re an angel” Meg said dry.
“You’re welcome” the angel said.
“Are you going to kill me?” Meg wanted to know.
“No”
“Are you here to mock me?” Meg asked a little annoyed.
“No” the angel said, seeming to enjoy the situation. “Why don’t...

Daphne appeared, but she didn’t seem upset about Meg being there. She also had a bandage around her arm.
“Hello, Meg” she said polite.
Meg didn’t say anything, but stood closer to Cas.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave” Daphne said. She waved at the mess. “I think you’ll understand that Emmanuel and I have some things to talk about”
Meg pursed her lips.
“Okay, I’ll go” she said cold and so she did.
“What happened to your arm?” Cas asked concerned.
“Just a cut” Daphne said distracted. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired” Cas...

Dean bit into his burger and looked up at the Walker house across the street. “Come on,” he grumbled. “Go to bed, already!” He looked at his EMF meter, lying on the dashboard.

“You make that?” D asked, referring to the meter.

Dean nodded proudly. “Yeah, from a busted-up Walkman.”

D scoffed, “Bet mine works better.”

Dean frowned at her and tossed his empty burger wrapper in the backseat. Bored, feeling sleepy but unable to sleep because he had to keep watch, he leaned back in his seat and turned on the radio. Frowning, he began flipping through stations. “Geez, do they play...