Dean Winchester Pie Novels & Stories

However, he still came over to bring me breakfast the next morning. He had brought over a spread of eight dishes, placing them on the table. When Erin saw them, her lips immediately curled into a smug smile. "Did you bring so much food over because you knew I'd be here, Dean?" she asked. "Oh, you even got me the mini pot pies from the store I like. It's a shame they don't do deliveries. You must've gotten up early to pick them up, didn't you?" Dean shot her a glance. "No, I actually forgot you'd be here, so now I'm two dishes short. Cassie doesn't have much of an appetite in the mornings, so I bought extra dishes so she could pick and choose."

Besides, if anything did happen, hotel security was on speed dial. "Remember, fresh cilantro if they have it," I reminded him one last time as he slid on a baseball cap. "I'll remember. I be back in thirty minutes," Dean said, closing the door behind him. The lock clicked loudly in the quiet room. I stood staring at the door for a moment, wondering what I should do until he got back. While playing checkers with Dean all day, we had started talking about food. When our favorite homemade meals had come up, I had told him about my mom's secret recipe for "Cheeseburger Pie. Dean suggested I cook it for Owen, along with some chocolate chip cookies. It wasn't exactly scallops with black truffles,