“Why did I even agree to this?” Sam muttered under his breath.

“Shush, you’re going to have fun. I promise, Samosa.” Gabriel said, looking up at the taller man from the driver's seat.

“Gabe! The road!”

His eyes snapped forward and he swerved back into the lane.

“Whoops! Sorry Sampai!”

“It’s fine, just keep your eyes on the road.”

“Got it.”

“So, are you going to tell me what you have planned?”

“Maybe.” Gabe smiled, keeping his eyes on the road.

Maybe this won’t be so bad after all, Sam thought.

•••

“Are you serious? You’ve got to be kidding.” Sam said, as Gabriel pulled into the parking lot of a karaoke bar.

“What, not your speed Sampson?”

“Not at all.”

Gabriel frowned.

“We can do something else if you want.”

“No, this is fine.”

“Are you sure? Because-“

Sam smiled and put his hand over Gabe’s.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

•••

“Hey Cas, are you hungry? I can make you something to eat.” Dean told her, but Cas shook her head.

“He sat down next to her, but she moved out of his reach.

“Cas, what’s wrong? We haven’t talked for days, and I know for a fact you haven’t been eating or sleeping. Please, talk to me?”

Cas smiled.

“I’m fine, I’m just trying to adjust to being pregnant.” She said, but Dean didn’t buy it.

He put his hand gently on her stomach and she flinched.

“Cas-“

“I’ve been having dreams about my brothers. Well, a dream. You and Sam are vessels, Michael and Lucifer’s, and they come after me and the baby. Dean, what if something happens?”

“I won’t let anything happen to you or our kid. I promise, Castiel.”

“You can’t promise that, please don’t promise that!”

“Watch me.”

“Dean-“

“I’m going to keep you away from those s.o.b.s.” He told her, pulling her towards him and kissing her.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“It’s ok Cas. Why don’t you sleep? I’ll stay with you if you want, and I can make you something to eat when you wake up. Did you find a room for the nursery?”

“Not yet.”

“Ok, “ Dean smiled. “Then we can look for one after we eat.”

•••

“I can’t believe you!” Sam yelled.

“Sam, I’m-“

“No. I’ve had enough of your games Gabriel. I’m done!”

“Please, let me explain.

“Explain what? I’m not an idiot.”

“I know you aren’t, Sam. She’s an old friend.

Sam scoffed, and was about to reply, when Dean walked in.

“There’s a pregnant angel asleep on the couch and I would appreciate if she stayed like that for a bit longer.” He announced protectively.

“Sorry Dean, we’re done now.” He said, directing the last part of the sentence toward Gabriel.

“Sam.” Gabriel tried, but Sam left the room.

“If you hurt my little brother…” Dean told Gabriel quietly.