WHO: Anna & Dean (& Aiden) WHEN: Wednesday afternoon WHERE: their house WHAT: Dean gets to be pseudo-daddy RATING: tbd
Anna hadn't gone much of anywhere since Cas got all her stuff moved in to the house. She'd gone outside once or twice, just to make sure Johan was settling in okay, and that he wouldn't be bothering anyway. He had a doggy door (which was about the extent of her Grace right now) that she'd put in the wall in her room, but she knew no one was going to be comfortable with him for a while despite what Petersen had done for her.
At the moment she was curled up on the couch, tangled in whatever throw had been left there, the blanket mostly useless the way it was wound around her. The TV was on, but the sound was so low it was obvious she hadn't actually been watching it. There was half a sandwich on a plate in front of her (the other half having been fed to Johan) and both the cats were curled up by her knees. Anna had been asleep for maybe half an hour, just long enough to get a nice deep snooze going.
She didn't hear the door open when Dean came in. She didn't hear Aiden start to fuss. He wasn't making a big fuss, nothing was wrong with him. But he was in his bassinet in the spare bedroom - well, their bedroom now that they were all moved in - and he knew someone was in the house who needed to pay attention to him. So he fussed, and Anna didn't wake up.