Supernatural Destiel FanFic 72, 047 Words The first call reaches his ears over dinner. Dean pauses with a forkful of potatoes halfway to his lips. He hopes no one has seen him falter, but from across the table little Sammy's eyes lock with his. The kid misses nothing. The next howl is much closer and interrupts dessert. That time, he's ready. He doesn't flinch. After dinner, when he's said goodnight to his family and hugged his brother, Dean crawls into bed and waits for his mother to come into his room the way she always does. “Sleep tight,” she whispers to him, bending to peck the top of his head, “angels are watching over you.” "G'nite mom," he replies, snuggling down into the blankets as she leaves, closing the door behind her. She means well, he knows that. But there are no angels watching. Only monsters. After she’s gone, he lays in his bed and listens as the adults also retire for the evening and the house sinks into silence. Outside, the howling grows increasingly insistent. Needy.