Title: Vessels Sequel
Author: Me.
Summary: Not only does Castiel have to cope with being a human, he must also cope with being a pregnant male. The sequel to Vessels.
Warnings: Mpreg, Lucifer as a disgruntled human which means lots of swearing, and insulting of everything so beware! More to come perhaps.
Part One.
Dean looked around the table once more. Castiel had a painful frown on his face.
"What's the matter?" Dean asked.
"I'm getting the bizarre feeling again," Castiel grumbled, rubbing his belly, "Eugh; I think I need to throw up again."
The group watched as Castiel barged towards the bathroom and disappeared behind the door.
"You think the guy's got morning sickness," Ruby winced, the memory disgusting her.
"Dude, he's a man," Sam laughed. "It's probably just his body becoming accustomed to being a human."
"Yeah, I was a bloke too, jackass," Lucifer grumbled.
Dean fell off the padded seat.
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Two months had past since the world was saved from apocalypse. Two months had past since the archangel Michael and Dean Winchester became one to try and tried stop the devil. Two months had past since Lucifer was stopped by none other then Castiel. Two months had past since Lucifer was made human, and forced to live with one Bobby Singer. Two months had past since Castiel and Dean entered the most blissful life known to man.
Five minutes had past since Lucifer revealed that Castiel- once angel, now man- was possibly pregnant.
"This isn't funny, you ass," Dean snarled as the ex-devil cackled in his seat nursing his probably broken nose, with an icepack.
"Are you kidding!? This is probably the best thing that's happened since I landed in this shithole of a fucking predicament," Lucifer roared with laughter, causing the other customers in the small coffee and pie shop to turn and stare at him.
Sam helped pull his brother back up, "poor you. Dean, maybe you should go and see how Castiel is?"
"Dude, what am I meant to tell him?!" Dean snapped.
"Question, mud monkey," Lucifer interrupted. "Did you fuck him while the fairy was an angel?"
"I didn't-" Dean froze mid sentence, his eyes widened in realisation before he snapped, "This ain't your business; you just worry about your damn nose!"
"Why don't you take him to the vet down the road?" Lucifer asked, "I'm sure they have appropriate measures to find out if he'll be laying an egg or not."
"An egg?" Dean said, hoarsely.
"Dean, just ignore him," Bobby sighed, turning around to face the devil, "Be quiet boy, otherwise I'll put you back in the panic room."
"I don't give two hoots, you old bastard,"
"With out the porn mags, ya idjit," Bobby warned, Lucifer's eyes widened and he quickly spun around. "Honestly, you're impossible Luce."
"That Satan to you, Bob," Lucifer huffed, staring out a window into the dark sky and up at the stars.
"Maybe we should try a pregnancy test, Dean," Sam shrugged, "We can stop by a drug store and-"
"What are we gonna tell Cass, Sam," Dean growled, "Damnit!"
"Calm down, Dean," Ruby said, softly. "Everything will be fine. I think Sam's right, we should try the test and if it's positive we'll go from there."
"And what about if he is pregnant? What are we meant to do then? We can't take him to a hospital,"
"How about Angelo?" Ben suggested, "He's a doctor."
"He's a vet, Ben," Dean replied, trying not to snap at the youngster, "but thanks for the suggestion."
"That's perfect, cause Castiel's having an egg anyway," Lucifer smiled, happily. "Being the little birdie he is."
"Shut up!"
"Dean, can we go back home?" in all the drama no one noticed Castiel come back from the bathroom. He looked so small and innocent in his beloved trench coat which he now wore over a pair of jeans and a Led Zeppelin shirt. "I don't feel so great."
"Cass, we think you may-"
"-Have conjunctivitis!" Dean interrupted his brother with a glare, "In fact, you and Sammy are gonna go back home with Ben and Ruby and I'm gonna go get preg- conjunctivitis tests to see if you have it."
"Is cojuntivis- is it bad?" Cass asked his eyes wide and round.
"Yeah, causes humans to lay big eggs, size of melon," Lucifer snorted. "With tiny little huma-"
Sam smacked him across the head, cutting the devil off as Castiel looked petrified.
"It's not bad Cass," Dean assured his angel. "Just go back home and get some rest, and then I'll come back soon and we'll have the test to see if you're expecting- I mean if you have conjunctivitis. I'll tell you more at home, don't worry."
"Alright," Castiel said, innocently, trusting his human with all his heart.
"Come on, Cass, I'll drive us back home," Sam said, glaring at his brother. Dean glared back defiantly. "Are you coming down this Friday?"
"Yeap," Bobby nodded, pulling Lucifer onto his feet roughly. The devil growled but did nothing. "See you boys later, bye Rubes. Don't worry so much Cass, Dean's just overreacting."
"Okay," Castiel nodded. "Dean, how will you get home?"
"I'll give him a lift son, don't worry."
"Goodnight then, Bobby," Castiel said.
"Night, Uncle Bobby," Ben said, hugging his grandfather figure around the waist. Bobby ruffled his hair. "Are we still going fishing this weekend?"
"Hell yeah," Bobby nodded, "Lucifer can be the bait."
"Ha-ha, let's all laugh at Lucifer," the devil grumbled.
"Go and get in the car," Bobby snapped at him. Lucifer grumbled off, muttering about mud monkeys. Castiel allowed himself to be pulled into a short goodbye kiss before he followed Sam, Ruby and Ben out of the café.
"Conjunctivitis, Dean?" Bobby muttered as the angel disappeared.
"Yeah, I know, but it was the first thing I thought of other then cancer," Dean grumbled.
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Fifteen minutes later, Dean was standing in the nearest pharmacy staring down the choices he had with wide panicked eyes.
"Jesus Christ, why are there so many!?" Dean whimpered, several small boxes pink, blue, red and yellow in colour sat patiently waiting on the shelves. Knocked Up was beside Up the Duff, and Bun in the Oven, Oops, Honey; I Think we're expecting was between Pregnancy 1.01 and Mistakes…
"What's the matter Dean?" Bobby asked, walking over to the man with a few necessities in a basket. Lucifer followed him with a handful of gum in his palms. Bobby and Dean were oblivious to the fact the devil had also filled up his pockets with other assortments of sweets and candies. Who knew the devil had a sweet tooth?
"Not sure which one to take," Dean grumbled, "Maybe I should just get all of them."
"I still say go to a vet," Lucifer smirked. Bobby rolled his eyes.
"What's that bulge in your pants, you idjit," Bobby asked, eying the bulkiness.
"I'm happy to see you," Lucifer replied, with a drawl, "Wanna see me?"
"I'll just take these four," Dean grumbled, grabbing the four nearest tests.
"I'm gonna be an uncle," Lucifer said, blissfully, "So what do you think you're gonna name the little bastard?"
"Shut the hell up!" Dean growled, pushing the devil away from him. Lucifer yelped as he collided into the shelves; several packets of Minties, Skittles and Snickers fell from his coat. Dean and Bobby froze as Lucifer looked sheepishly at Bobby.
"Who put those there?" he asked, in a sweet innocent voice. Bobby growled like a wildebeest and smacked the devil across the head.
"Get-"
"-in the car. Yeah, yeah, I fucking know," Lucifer grumbled emptying his pockets from another twenty packets hidden rather well. He pulled a packet of Minties from the bulge in his pants.
"Jesus! How'd you fit them all in there?" Dean exclaimed
"It's the coat," Lucifer grumbled, before he made his way dejectedly out of the store and to Bobby's car.
"Honestly, if I knew the bastard was gonna be this much trouble," Bobby grunted, "For God's sakes, things are for free and he tries to shoplift like some damn teenager."
"I seriously will never understand why you took him in," Dean replied. Bobby grumbled as he followed Dean to the register. Dean handed the four boxes to a teenager and watched as he scanned the tests revealing the price of each one.
"You really need four?" the boy asked, brightly his blue eyes shining with joy. Dean nodded with a small smile. "Hope the news is good."
"Yeah, see you around, kid," Dean nodded, not sure which answer was going to be the good news. The man pushed the thought out of his mind; he'd worry about it later once the test was done. Right now, Dean needed to go back home to his angel, before the angel stressed himself out. "Let's go, Bobby."
"Hang on; let me get him a packet of Minties," Bobby grumbled walking back towards the candy aisle. "Dunno why I feel sorry for the damn idjit."
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When Dean finally arrived home, Ben was already in bed fast asleep while Ruby and Sam were sitting before the television watching reruns of Oprah.
"Dude, you are up shit creek," Sam said, standing up rather quickly. "Cass googled Conjunctivitis, and well, I had to-"
"Tell me you didn't tell him?" Dean gasped.
"Dude! I didn't have a choice! He was scaring me!" Sam whined. Ruby looked up at her partner unimpressed.
"I hope you only take after your father in the looks department, baby," Ruby murmured to her belly.
"He was scaring you," Dean whispered angrily, neither bother taking note that Castiel had entered the room, "Dude!"
"Dean," Castiel's voice echoed in the room, rather coldly, startling the eldest Winchester. He slowly faced the angel swallowing down fear, "We need to talk. Bedroom. Now."
The ex-angel turned around stiffly and stormed into their room, Dean looked at Sam and Ruby, eyes pleading for assistance. Ruby slowly turned back to the TV as Sam shook his head.
"You're on your own bro," Sam muttered, not wanting to get in the way of a raging ex-angel.
"You coward," Dean grumbled to him self. Breathing in deeply, he entered his room and found Castiel sitting on their bed facing the wall. Dean closed the door behind him. "Cass…"
"You lied to me," Castiel said, straightforwardly.
"I didn't lie- I was-"
"You told me I had conjunctivitis Dean!" Castiel snapped, angrily. "I looked it up! I typed it into Google and it told me did you mean: Conjunctivitis! And then I found it had nothing to do with any of the symptoms I have! My eyes are fine! They are not red like a demon! Why would you lie to me!? I was worried sick out of my mind, wondering why you wouldn't tell me the truth; I thought I was dying! Until I spoke to Samuel and he told me thetruth!"
"Cass, I'm-"
The angel was too wrapped up in his anger to hear the other man's soft, startled voice.
"And you tried to lie to me again just now! Are relationships not built on trust, Dean? Isn't that how your relationship with Samuel was almost severed and lost! Because he lied to you! Don't you remember how you felt when he lied to you?"
Dean felt his body move towards panic mood, his breathing sped up and his green eyes widened like a little child startled by something, "I'm sorry Cass! I didn't want to hurt you! Please, don't leave me! Please, I swear I wont-"
"What?" Castiel asked, his eyes wide at the frantic words exploding from Dean's mouth. "I am not leaving you! Why would you think that?"
Dean was silent for a moment, "I- I left Sammy didn't I?"
"I'm not leaving," Castiel assured, "I'm not y- just- just promise me no more lies?"
"I was gonna tell you the truth, but- but I panicked," Dean murmured, "M'sorry, and I promise no more lies."
"Good," Castiel breathed out relaxing. "So, uh, how do we find out I that I am with child? Is there some sort of examination humans take?"
"Yeah, I brou- we need to erase the word brought from the damn dictionary," Dean grumbled, "I took four just to be sure, you know, otherwise-"
"Shouldn't we see a doctor Dean?" Castiel asked, "I do recall Sami from Days of our Lives visiting a doctor when she thought she was expecting."
"Uh, Sami is a woman, Cass," Dean smiled, amused that his love was a fan of the soapie. "Men don't get pregnant Cass, maybe ex-angel men do, but human men don't. We can't see a doctor."
"I want a doctor!" Castiel said stubbornly. "What if there is something wrong with our child! We need a doctor! What if the child is born with five arms and no legs?"
"Cass, why would the baby be born with five arms and no legs," Dean laughed, "J.C. has a sense of humour, but He isn't a prick! I'm sure your Daddy is watching us now… cracking up…"
"I want a doctor," Castiel repeated.
"We could go to Angelo?" Dean shrugged, Castiel's blue eyes widened.
"I am NOT an animal, Dean!" Castiel snapped angrily, "I want a doctor!"
"I didn't say you're an animal!" Dean hissed, "I- for God's sakes Cass! Angelo is a-"
"I want REAL a doctor," Castiel punctured each word into Dean's chest with his finger.
"You are so stubborn!"
"Doctor!"
"Alright! We'll see a damn doctor!" Dean snapped, "But I pick!"
"I already know who I want," Castiel said, wagging his index finger as though to say no. Another annoying custom he picked up from TV. "I saw her on TV."
"Who?" Dean tried not to growl.
"Doctor Meredith Grey," Castiel nodded, with a smile on his face. "I've never actually seen her deliver an infant, but maybe she hasn't gotten to it yet."
"Cass, who the hell is Meredith Grey?" Dean asked, Castiel smiled and led Dean over to the computer before he slowly typed, with both index fingers, the woman's name up. Dean's eyes narrowed as he read the first line. "Cass, Meredith Grey is a fictional character."
"What? I see her on the TV every week, how is she-"
"Its called acting, angel," Dean grinned. "Meredith doesn't exist; she's just played by a woman called Ellen Pomp-ass, or something like that."
"Oh," Castiel blushed a deep shade of red. "I've just made a fool of myself."
"That's okay, I do it all the time," Dean grinned, running his fingers across Castiel's cheek. "Babe, how about we-"
He paused, and turned his head to the door were he heard faint laughter.
"Piss off Sam!" He snapped, throwing his shoe at the door. Dean turned back to Cass who looked down at the ground, shamefully. "It's okay, Cass. I should have explained it to you. TV's a bit weird… Uh, I was thinking, why don't we try the tests, since I have them and if they are positive then we'll talk about it?"
"Alright," Castiel nodded. "Oh, I was checking Google-"
"You spend way too much time on the net," Dean interrupted.
"As I was saying," Castiel said, shaking his head. "I found a website that showed signs and symptoms. It was saying something late or missed periods-"
"You don't have to worry about that," Dean interrupted, "Men don't get periods. But do go on."
"It says the breasts get tender," Castiel said, "That the nipples are sensitive, I find this is true especially when you play with them before we..."
Dean snorted, "What else?"
"Morning sickness," Castiel said, with dread, "Which we both know I have… Oh and I constantly need to piss, apparently something to do with hormones. There is constipation and wind. My bowel movements have been fine but it is rather windy today isn't."
"I think it means if you pass gas, Cass," Dean grinned.
"That my sense of smell has been heightened," Castiel said, gravely, "Which may be why your dirty socks have smelt terrible lately. Which reminds me, why did I find a pair in the sink today?"
Dean bit his lips, trying to prevent the laughter from seeping from his lips.
"I may also have cravings for things," Castiel said, "such as clay and dirt or chocolate and radishes."
"Okay," Dean smirked.
"Oh, and I almost forgot, my vagina may appear more purple in colour," Castiel said, seriously. Dean felt his lips twitch as Ruby and Sam roared from outside the door. Castiel looked at the door, perplexed as Dean joined in laughing loudly.
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Well, there is the first chapter of Vessels Sequel… which I cant come up with a title for so I'll Just call it Vessels Sequel… or Vessels the second…
Cass is a wee bit on the naïve side but I like him like this… its cute! All the symptoms are true by the way, even the last one!
Any way, I'm gonna reply to the reviews I got for the last part in Vessels here!
Maria: That's why I love Dean! All rightous and hott! Still wondering if the angels will come back for this. It would be fun actually and I can easily fit Gabriel and Raphael into this… I'll fit in Uriel just because I love him! I cant for the life of me write anything with out writing a wee bit of humour. Like the Joker said, "Why so Serious?"
Kaz-za-15: Thanks, this aint the first Mpreg I've written but my muse for that one killed her self… stupid cow.
Suki: I've always considered Gabriel a he too, but for some reason in SPN I want he to be a she! OHHHH! MY PPPOOOOORRR URIEL!!!! Sniffles… Thanks!
blackdoggy1: GED cackled me up, expect more of Lucifer. But he wont be like the Lucifer you guys know from Vessels! Thanks BD, ur one of the reasons I kept writing this after me uncle passed so danke!
Spanish Person: Don't speak Spanish, only Aramaic and English, but thank you very much for your review!!!
Pampers Baby Dry: OMG! YES Cass is UP THE DUFF! We shall confirm that soon! I was actually going to have Michael look at Jesus but decided it worked better the other way around!
Secret Thought: Well, I couldn't leave my boys so sad and angsty. The show does that enough! Thanks!
RaeGhost: than u, thank you very much*insert Elvis voice*
Blueeyesbetter: HAHAHAH! I'd be happy if I found out I was about to become a mummy and an aunty together!
Touch of the Wind: Still not sure about the other angels visiting but it would definitely be fun! Thanks!
Silvergal: My speciality is angels, so when they collided into SPN, well, lets just say God answered my prayers! Thanks and I'm glad you enjoyed!
DrowningLex: here is the sequel, oh and with your name, which Lex is drowning, its not Luthor is it?
yaoigirl20: TA-TAAA! Here it is! Thanks!
Crikey, that was more reviews then I thought… Well, thanks everyone who has reviewed and read Vessels and this!
Peace and Chicken Grease
Afro!