If te Can Reach Me

Daphne and Zoey were drinking coffee in Starbucks, at 62 Founders Parkway. Daphne had ordered some donuts with it. Taking your own snacks was against the rules of the house, so they had left the box in the car.
“You’re going to eat those?” Zoey asked, nodding at the donuts.
“No, I’m going to take them to Mrs. Fueller and shove them up her big, fat butt” Daphne detto angry.
“Well, that would be a waste” Zoey said.
Daphne rubbed her eyes. “I’m not feeling very well. I think I’m getting a migraine” she said.
“You want to go home?” Zoey asked.
Daphne nodded. “Yeah,...

Someone knocked the door and Cas jumped up. He wasn’t supposed to let strangers in. But the person outside kept knocking and ringing, so Cas shuffled the hallway in.
“Who’s there?” he asked.
“It’s me, Meg” the person outside said. “From across the street? I brought te a plate with muffins earlier”
The door opened.
“I know you” Cas said. “You’re not a stranger, te can come in”
“Thank you” Meg detto sweet and she smiled as he let her pass. She entered the sitting room and turned around. “Okay, confession, I waited until your girlfriend left before I came up...

Daphne parked her car at 309 Jerry strada, via 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 te again. The children have missed you” she detto 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 te 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 detto 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 cucciolo eyes. “Is your shoulder still hurting?”
“I’ll live” Zoey detto soft.
“It was not my intention to cause te 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 te two are talking again” Zoey detto 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 baciare on the cheek.
“I saw Shannen in the bakery today” Zoey said. “She’s my daughter’s babysitter, FYI” she detto 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 cucina having breakfast. Cas still hadn’t learn how to use a fork and a coltello and so again he was eating with his fingers. Zoey sighed irritated and pulled Cas’ plate to her. She grabbed her own fork and coltello 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 te 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 cena 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. te 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 Amore te so much for...

“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do te need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the cucina tavolo 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 te myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she detto sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...

Zoey was walking down the Cibo department in the supermercato 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 detto disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey detto contemptuously, while she threw some Cibo cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure te can think of something” She pushed her carrello forward, hoping this would be the...

“Sir, can te 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 te 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 detto it as if he was talking about...