Spuffy

Daphne parked her car at 309 Jerry straat Suite 202. She and Zoey, who was carrying the box, stepped out of the car and walked towards a building with the name ‘Hope’s Promise’ on it. As they were walking an older woman came their way.
“Daphne, how lovely it is to see u again. The children have missed you” she zei and she lay her hand on Daphne’s cheek.
“Not as much as I missed them” Daphne smiled.
“Zoey, how are you, my dear?” the woman asked, taking Zoey’s hands in hers.
“Oh, well u know, trying to save my soul from eternal doom” Zoey replied sarcastic.
“Keep...

Two hours later Daphne was baking cookies, while Cas was staring at the screen of Daphne’s laptop.
“How do I turn it on?” he asked careful; Zoey was in the room. She walked towards him and pointed at the start button. “This button” she zei polite. She was still shaking from Cas’ last move. She’d had no idea he could be that strong.
“Thank you” Cas said. He looked up with puppy eyes. “Is your shoulder still hurting?”
“I’ll live” Zoey zei soft.
“It was not my intention to cause u pain. My first priority was protecting Daphne” Cas explained.
Zoey raised her...

Cas and Daphne were sitting on the couch, when Zoey came in. Cas quickly looked up, but Daphne kept her eyes on the foto album, lying on her lap.
“I see u two are talking again” Zoey zei and she sounded a little disappointed.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Daphne mumbled. She lifted her head and gave Cas a kiss on the cheek.
“I saw Shannen in the bakery today” Zoey said. “She’s my daughter’s babysitter, FYI” she zei to Cas.
“Okay” Cas said. He always felt uncomfortable in Zoey’s presence.
“You’ll get to see her soon” Daphne smiled. “You’re...

One week later.

Cas, Daphne and Zoey were sitting in the keuken-, keuken having breakfast. Cas still hadn’t learn how to use a fork and a mes and so again he was eating with his fingers. Zoey sighed irritated and pulled Cas’ plate to her. She grabbed her own fork and mes and cut his egg into pieces. She then aggressively shoved his plate back.
“See how it’s done?” she asked disdainful. Cas looked down at his plate.
“Can’t u try and be nice?” Daphne said. Zoey looked at Daphne. “What? The guy’s a total idiot. It’s annoying”
Daphne rotated her head to Cas and smiled. “How’s...

Daphne was cooking avondeten, diner and Cas was putting the table. He was doing it with so much caution it made Daphne giggle. He looked at her and frowned. “What? Am I doing it wrong?” he asked concerned.
“No, honey, but it’s called putting the table. u don’t have to put so much effort to it”
The door opened and Zoey walked down. She raised her hand. “Wait…Just hear me out” she said. “I’m sorry. I totally overreacted. I didn’t mean to be such a bitch. It’s just that I’m worried. I’m trying to look out for my little sister”
Daphne smirked. “And I love u so much for...

“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do u need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel watching Daphne and Zoey arguing.
“Perhaps it might be better if I would find another place to stay” he suggested. Zoey rotated her head to him.
“Finally something smart coming out of your mouth” she said. “You know what? Get up, I’ll drive u myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she zei sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...

Zoey was walking down the food department in the supermarkt when she collided to someone.
“I’m sorry” the man apologized. He squeezed his eyes. “Zoey? Zoey Allen, is that you?”
Zoey rolled her eyes. “That has got to be the worst pick up line ever” she zei disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey zei contemptuously, while she threw some food cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure u can think of something” She pushed her kar, winkelwagen forward, hoping this would be the...

“Sir, can u hear me?”
Cas slowly opened his eyes and blinked. He lifted his hand to shut the sharp light out. Someone was pointing a really small flash light at his eyes.
“Sir, I need to check your eyes. Could u hold your hands down, please?”
It was a man and he was wearing a white coat. Cas vaguely remembered these people were called doctors.
“Looks all good” the doctor said. He looked up at Cas. “You are one very lucky man, Mister…?”
Cas shook his head. “I don’t know what my name is. I don’t know anything…about anything” He zei it as if he was talking about...