“Castiel? Can we talk?” Hanna asked quietly, approaching the angel cautiously.

Cas looked up from the book she’d been reading, smiled, and nodded.

“Yes, I think that’s a good idea.” She said, closing the book and putting it down.

Hanna relaxed a little, noting that Cas had been reading the book on Djinn.

“I’m sorry about how rude I was.”

“I forgive you. It’s pretty hard finding out that the monsters under your bed were real. On top of meeting your father, his fiancée, and your uncle, and finding out they fight said monsters?” Cas paused, eyes darkening for a second. “I understand it.”

They sat there for a minute, until Hanna broke the silence.

“So, you’re an angel…? What’s that like?”

“It compares pretty well to being human, but, in Gabriel’s words, it sucks.”

“Who’s Gabriel?”

“My brother. You haven’t met him? He should be around here somewhere…” She trailed off. “OH! Um, he and Sam are working through some… problems right now, I’ll try and introduce you at some point.”

“Oh, uh, ok.”

Dean walked into the room and smiled at them, before kissing Cas’ hair.

“Hey,” he said, “breakfast is done. What were you talking about?”

“Sam and Gabriel.” Cas smiled easily.

“Are you sure that’s appropriate to talk with a teenager about? When I went to tell Sam that dinner was ready last night, he looked like he’d been making out with someone, and Gabriel was in the closet, hiding. I don’t even want to think about what they’re doing right now.” Dean whispered, cringing.

“You know I can hear you, right?” Hanna asked, nose wrinkling.

“Uh… Anybody want pancakes?” Dean changed the subject.

“Yes. I would like some.” Cas answered, coming to Dean’s rescue.

Thank you, You’re amazing. Dean prayed to Cas, as the three of them walked to the kitchen.

Hanna and Cas sat down, as Dean served them the cooling pancakes.

He was about to join them, when the ground shook mercilessly, almost knocking him off of his feet.

“Everybody ok?”

Cas looked to Hanna, who nodded.

“Yeah, we’re both fine, Dean.”

The hunter ran for his brother’s room, a voice that sounded a lot like his father shouting at him to watch out for Sammy.

You know the rules, Dean. You need to look after him!

•••

Sam smiled as he regained consciousness, Gabriel kissing his face, neck, and chest.

“Morning.” Sam said, smiling and running his hand through Gabe’s hair.

“Morning, Beautiful.” The archangel responded, kissing him soundly.

Sam pulled away a moment later.

“You know, I like the sound of that. Actually, I think I like all of this. You in my bed, kissing me awake after spending the night, calling me beautiful…”

Gabriel smiled smugly.

“Good, that means my plan to make you love me is working!” He joked.

Sam mock pouted.

“I knew this wasn’t real.”

He instantly felt regret.

“Gabriel, I didn’t mean that.”

“Ok.” He said quietly, moving away.

Sam felt like he was about to cry.

“Gabe-“

The archangel pushed his hands between them, shutting Sam up.

“It- it’s fine.”

Sam turned away sadly.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

Gabriel moved closer again, picking Sam’s arms up and wrapping them around himself. He smiled unsteadily up at Sam, and Sam smiled back and kissed him.

Suddenly, Gabe pulled back, eyes darkening.

“Sam, they’re here.” He said, and the ground shook on queue.

Sam nodded looking more scared than Gabriel had ever seen him.

They noticed a few seconds later that someone was pounding on the door.

Sam threw on pants, motioning for Gabe to do the same, and grabbed for a gun. He made his way to the door and opened it.

Dean stormed into the room with Cas and Hanna trailing behind him.

“Ok, Cas and Gabriel, you two take Hanna to the basement, Sam, we’re gonna go fight whatever the hell this thing is. Got it? Good, come on.”

Gabriel sighed.

“Dean, wait. I can help. That thing out there? That's at least a garrison full of angels looking for me. I asked Sam not to tell you why I’m here, because I love him, and I was afraid you’d kick me out, and I was pretty sure this wouldn’t happen, but here we are. Heaven’s been trying to hunt me down for a few millennia to get me to join Michael, but I’ve always slipped away. This most recent time though, was a close call. I’d been in contact with Sam and I was worried that a tip I had gotten was a trap, so I asked Sam to check on me if I didn’t check in at a certain time. Turns out that I was right about it being a trap, and I got ambushed, but Sam got there just in time and saved me like the knight in shining armor he is.” He looked up at Sam with shining eyes. “I was pretty beat up, but Sam here, fixed me up and let me stay here. I made this mess, I want to fix it.”

Dean sighed.

“Fine, whatever. We need to go, we’ve already spent too much time talking.”

The room shook again.

“Alright.” Dean scrubbed his face with his hands. “Gabriel, you help them get to the basement and then come find us when you’re sure they’re safe. Sam and I will be trying to get rid of them, but if we go down, you three are to regroup and get the hell outta dodge. Cas, come with me?” He asked, voice strained with unshed tears.

They slipped into the hall.

“I love you, Castiel.”

Don’t say that like that.” Cas commanded, looking terrified.

“Like what?” Dean asked.

“Like you aren’t going to come back. You need to come back. Please.” She pleaded. “Dean, I don’t think I can do this without you.”

“Cas-“

He pulled her into his arms as tears slipped down their faces.

After a minute, there was another quake, this time a little stronger.

Dean steeled himself for the fight.

“I’ll come back to you. I promise, Cas. I haven’t gotten myself killed so far, right?”

Cas nodded, trying to push down the images of finding him in hell, rebuilding his body and soul, and flying him out. Things she knew this Dean wouldn’t know. He had died, they both had. They were lucky to be alive, and she couldn’t help but wonder if their luck had run out.

They kissed and hugged, taking each other in one last time.

Dean pushed something into her hands.

“Hey, keep this safe for me? I have to go now. I love you, Cas.”

Cas nodded again.

“I will. I love you, Dean.”

He opened the door.

“Ready to go, Sammy?”

The younger hunter looked at Gabriel longingly for a second, then decided against it.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

Sam grabbed an angel blade off of a shelf, and the two humans started to leave.

“Dean?” Cas took out her angel blade and gave it to him. “Keep us safe.”

They locked eyes, and he nodded and smiled with tears in his eyes.

The ground shook one last time, and the small family parted ways.

•••

Most of the rest of the night was a blur, except for three events.

•••

“Goodbye Uncle Gabe. It was nice to finally meet you. You seem pretty cool.” Hanna said quietly.

Gabriel smiled.

“Thanks, kid. You’re cool too.”

He turned to Castiel, and they spoke quietly in enochian, hugged, and Gabriel was gone.

•••

“How did you and my father meet.” Hanna asked about an hour later.

“I raised him from perdition after he saved Sam by trading his soul for Sam’s life.”

“So he does really fight monsters?”

Cas nodded.

“He’s saved the world.”

“Oh. Has he saved you?”

“More than he knows.”

Cas smiled, and after a few seconds, Hanna joined her.

“So, what’s the baby’s gender? Do angels just know, or do you go somewhere?”

“It’s a boy.“ Cas answered quickly. “I think it’s a boy. It would be nice if there were somewhere, but conceiving nephilim is outlawed by Heaven.” She looked over at Hanna, whose mouth was hanging open and winced.

“You- you’re eyes were just glowing.”

“I believe the baby may be starting to reach out to us.” Cas grinned proudly.

“I’m happy for you.” Hanna smiled too.

“Thank you.”

•••

The door rattled and flew open, revealing Naomi, Ishim, and Mirabell.

“Really Castiel? You of all angels know the consequences of bringing nephil into being, let alone with a Winchester?” Ishim sneered.

Niaomi stepped towards Castiel gently.

“Come home and stop this ridiculous rebellion. We can help you!” She said, as Cas pushed Hanna behind her and moved back. “We can save you from your mistakes, Castiel, God will forgive you! It’s not too late!”

“No.” Castiel said firmly. “It’s not your place to call my son or any of my other family a mistake, or try to tear us apart. I’m done with you dicks.”

Mirabell gasped and stumbled forward as her eyes glowed bluish-white.

“Bye, bitch.” Dean, the master of eloquence, said from behind the angels as Mirabell fell to the floor, dead.

“Leave my wife alone!” He yelled at the two remaining angels.

Cas looked at him, confused.

“Dean, I don’t understand, we aren’t married yet.”

Dean smirked.

“I know, I just really wanted to say that, darlin’.”

Niaomi rolled her eyes.

“Humans.” She muttered, brandishing her blade.

Ishim followed suit, and they started towards the hunter.

Niaomi got there before Dean or Cas could do anything, and stabbed him.

•••

Cas woke up to Hanna standing over her, worried.

“You ok, Cas?”

No, it wasn’t Hanna, it was Dean!

“Yes, Dean. I’m alright. Just a nightmare. Is the battle over?”

“Yeah, Cas. It’s all ok.” He smiled, “Here, you’ll need this back.” He said, handing her the blade.

“Dean, I have something important to tell you. while you were gone, our son reached out to Hanna and I.”

Dean smiled, and then froze.

“Did you just say ‘son’? It’s a boy?”

TBC < 3

(A/N: Wrote this before the last episode title was announced XD)