The Song Remains the Same

Confused and tired of all the lies and secrets Cas came back home. He entered the house and walked into the kitchen, where Zoey was still sitting at the table. Her head lay on Daphne’s book; she had fallen asleep.
Cas tapped Zoey on the shoulder and she jumped up. She saw Cas leaning over her and she sat up. She rubbed her eyes. “I fell asleep” she zei difficult. She yawned and stretched her arms. “How was your day? Alex wasn’t a pain in the ass?”
Cas shook his head.
“Is something wrong? u act a little strange” Zoey noted. She yawned again. “Well, of course, u must be...

When Cas and Zoey finally came downstairs meer guests had arrived. And among the guests there was a four jaar old girl. She had blonde, wavy hair, green eyes, chubby cheeks and thin lips. She ran towards Zoey and Zoey lifted her in her arms.
“There u are, Poppy” Zoey said.
“Mommy” the girl squeaked, squeezing her chubby arms tightly around Zoey’s neck, suffocating her.
“Is that Alexia?” Cas asked. Zoey nodded and put her daughter on her own feet. “Say hi to Emmanuel, sweetie”
Alexia reached out her hand and smiled. “Hello, Emmanuel”
Cas accepted the tiny hand and Alexia...