Chapter 1: Adventures in Babysitting
A/N: Hey, guess who's back! That's right! So, for those of you just tuning in, this is a sequel to "The Littlest Winchester", so to understand what's going on, you should go back and read that one. In this installment, chapter titles are episode titles, which is really nifty. This title came from Season 7, Episode 11. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy "The Littlest Winchester Part 2"!
It had been a long, hard labor. Nineteen hours of blood, screaming, and excruciating pain. Poor Sam had been forced to step in as midwife. Of course, asking Dean would have been a nightmare.
But, nineteen and a half hours later, it was over. And almost twenty hours of the worst pain Juliet had ever experienced are completely worth it. She smiles as she cradles her daughter in her arms. She raises her eyes to Gabriel and smiles wider at their son in his arms.
She shifts her gaze to Sam, who is sprawled out in the chair off to the side, his long limbs splayed in all directions.
"Sam," she says. "Go wash up and get some rest. Thank you so much."
Sam nods, dragging himself out of the chair.
"Do you want me to send in Dean and Cas?" he asks. Juliet nods. Sam stumbles to the door. He puts a hand on the knob, but turns back with a smirk.
"Congrats, Mom and Dad."
"You guys settled on names yet?" Dean asks, staring down at his niece.
"For the boy, we decided on Robert Kevin," Gabriel tells him.
"Hello, Bobby," Castiel murmurs to the sleeping baby. Dean's eyes glow with pride.
"And the girl?" Dean asks.
"Mary Joanna," Juliet tells him.
"Hey there, MJ," Dean says. "They're beautiful."
"Thank God they look like their daddy," Gabriel jokes smugly. Juliet snorts, but doesn't argue. The twins got lucky on their gene pool, with a mix of Winchester and Gabriel's traits.
The group sits in companionable silence for a minute or two. Then Castiel starts humming. The group immediately recognizes the opening chords of "Hey Jude" in his gravelly voice. Dean smiles proudly.
"We'll let you get some rest," Dean says after a while. He and Cas hand over the twins and leave.
"Uh... sir?" the lower class demon speaks up nervously from the doorway.
"What?" Crowley snaps crossly, glancing up from his desk.
"The Winchester girl..."
"Yes, what of her?" Crowley asks in a bored voice, glancing back at the papers on his desk.
"She's had twins."
"Male or female?" he raises his eyebrows.
"One of each, sir."
"And so the Winchester line continues," he turns his eyes back to the demon. "You may go."
"Yes, my King."
"Keep me posted on the Winchesters."
"Of course, sir," the demon closes the door behind him.
Crowley leans back in his chair and sighs.
"Winchesters. Just when I think I'm done with them, they multiply."
6 Weeks Later:
Bobby and Mary are growing rapidly. Bobby promises to be as long and lanky as his uncle Sam. Mary, on the hand, looks more like her uncle Dean, except she had Gabriel's eyes.
Juliet looks- at least in her mind- chubby. She decides it's time to work off her baby fat.
"Hey, Sam, you wanna be my workout buddy?" she asks him.
"Sure. Why the sudden interest?"
"I just had twins. I put on some weight, and you better believe I'm going to work it off."
"You look fine," Sam tells her.
"God, you sound like Gabriel. Well, fine ain't gonna cut it, mister. I'm a Winchester."
Sam smirks and shakes his head affectionately. But the next morning, they're up at the crack of dawn, in work out clothes, ready to run.
When they get back, Dean snorts and mutters something about "health freaks". Juliet ignores him and turns to Sam.
"Yoga around four? One of my ex-boyfriends used to teach yoga classes."
"Huh, guess it runs in the family," Sam remarks.
"What does?"
"Dating bendy people. Yeah, I'm up for yoga."
Dean snorts in derision.
"You know, you could join us, Dean," Juliet tells him.
"Forget it, Jules. Dean's too afraid yoga will threaten his masculinity," Sam mutters sarcastically.
"You know what, Juliet? I think maybe I will join you guys."
Sam's eyebrows draw up in surprise. Juliet waits for Dean to leave the room before turning to Sam.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
"He shouldn't judge it until he's tried it," Sam shrugs. Juliet chuckles.
"Juliet?" Gabriel calls from the room in the bunker they'd been using as the nursery. Juliet hears Mary Jo crying. She smiles wearily to Sam.
"Motherhood calls."
"Hey, Gabriel?" Juliet asks that night when she and Gabriel are curled in their bed.
"Hm?"
"The twins are half angel, right?"
"Nephilim, yes."
"Are they going to have angel traits?"
"Well, each nephilim is different, so they might, they might not. Most can hear and see angels in their true forms, that's common."
"I thought nephilim were rare?"
"Hardly," Gabriel snorts. "They're just Heaven's best kept secret. We like to pretend we're above relationships with humans."
"You don't."
"True," Gabriel murmurs, kissing her forehead. "Anyway, I've even heard of some nephilim who had healing abilities. It's all luck of the draw."
"So... we could wind up with superhero babies?"
Gabriel laughs and rolls his eyes.
2 Weeks Later:
Twins' Age: 2 months
"Juliet, go out with Gabriel. Between, Sam, Cas, and I, I think we can handle the twins for one night," Dean reassures her. Juliet turns to Sam.
"Don't let him drop my babies," she pleads, only half-joking.
"They'll be fine, Jules. Take the night off," Sam tells her.
"Come on, angel," Gabriel says.
"There's no need for name calling," Juliet quips, kissing each of the twins on the head.
"Have fun!" Sam calls as the door to the bunker closes behind them. Dean looks at Sam and Cas and smirks.
"Now what?"
"I believe we are expected to take care of Juliet and Gabriel's children. Although, judging from the way you're rolling your eyes, this may have been a rhetorical question," Castiel replies trailing off at the end.
"Good guess, Cas," Sam says sarcastically.
"Thank you, Sam. I believe I am improving at understanding the nuances of human interactions."
Dean closes his eyes and sighs, restraining a smile. Cas glances at him and his proud smile falls away.
"I missed Sam's sarcasm again, didn't I?"
"It's okay, Cassie. You're getting better," Dean tells him, reaching out and grabbing Cas' shoulder. Cas smiles and leans into him. Sam rolls his eyes.
"Alright, love birds. Are either of you going to help me with research or should I leave so you can make out?"
Dean smirks and says "leave" and Castiel answers "please go". Sam flashes a bitch face as Dean starts laughing.
"I was planning on cataloging some of the artifacts. I figured Cas could help since he probably knows what most of it is."
Dean pulls out his laptop and tucks it under his arm.
"Come on, Cassie. We've got work to do."
"Where did they even get most of this stuff?" Dean asks, handing Cas a set of barbecue tongs holding a small bag of rocks. He had stopped picking the objects up since Cas had just barely stopped him from touching Cleopatra's hair clip or something, which was apparently a cursed object.
"I imagine they collected them from hunters or on expeditions. Those are rocks from the Yangtze river."
"And we have these, why? Are they okay to touch?"
"Safe to touch. Rocks from certain parts of the river can be used in spells."
"Why do you know that?"
Cas glances up from the index card label he'd been writing. He smiles gently at Dean.
"I've been around a long time, Dean," he reminds him. Dean's mouth curls into an upside down smile and he nods.
Suddenly, the sound of crying reaches them.
"I'll handle this, Dean," Cas says.
Another voice joins the tearful chorus.
"I'll join you," Dean replies, standing and brushing himself off. The couple walks quickly to the nursery. Dean gently lifts body, while Cas cradles Mary. Dean hums his way through "Smoke on the Water" and Cas sings "Believe It or Not".
Once the songs are over, the twins are still bawling. Cas and Dean immediately transition to new songs.
Hey Jude,
Don't make it bad.
They glance at each other in surprise, then smile softly and continue to sing. Finally, the twins quiet and the boys lower them back into the cribs.
"Dean, I seem to be attached," Cas says to the hunter. Dean walks over and looks into the cradle with him.
"I know. They're cute kids."
"No, Dean. I mean, she won't let go of my finger," Cas explains, showing Dean his index finger which Mary has clutched tightly in her tiny fist. Dean gently reaches down and pries the finger free, but doesn't release Castiel's hand. Cas raises his eyes to Dean's face.
"Come with me," Dean murmurs quietly, leading Cas from the room and down the hall.
"What about cataloging?"
"We've done enough for tonight," Dean tells him, dragging him into his bedroom. He shuts the door quickly behind them and there's a dull thump as someone- probably Cas- is shoved against the door.
Sam rolls his eyes from the end of the hallway. When the crying from the twins had finally startled him awake, he had come to see if the couple had needed any help. Evidently they had everything under control.
"How did it go? Were they awful?" Juliet asks Sam when she and Gabriel get back.
"Who? The twins, or Dean and Cas?"
"The twins. Why, what did Cas and Dean do?"
"The twins were great. Only cried once. Dean and Cas locked themselves in Dean's room for half the night. They were kind enough to keep the volume down."
"Oh, Sam, I'm sorry."
"It's alright. Sadly, I'm getting used to it. I got some research done."
"Well, thank you, Sam. I really needed the night off."
"No problem, Jules. I'm glad toy enjoyed yourself," Sam tells her. Suddenly, Dean walks in, wrapped in a sheet.
"Hey, Sammy, who are you- oh, hey, Juliet. How was your night?"
"It was nice, Dean. I'm going to guess yours went well?"
"Still going," Dean replies, smirking. "Which reminds me," he adds turning to leave. Sam rolls his eyes.
"Dean?' Juliet calls. He turns back. "Keep the volume down, please. The twins are sleeping, and, as your sister, I really don't want to know what you do with your boyfriend behind closed doors."
Dean mock salutes her with two fingers before striding from the room, wearing his blanket like it's royal robes. Juliet and Sam can't help but chuckle.
"I'm going to check on Gabriel and the twins. Night, Sam."
"Night."
Juliet enters the nursery quietly. Gabriel is standing in shadow in front of Mary Jo's crib.
"Gabriel?" she says softly. Gabriel whirls around, angel blade in hand, wings flashing into view momentarily. he un-tenses when he sees that it's Juliet.
"Jules," he exhales. "You startled me."
"I see this," she says, lowering her hands from the surrender position. "How are they?" she asks, walking to his side and placing her head on his shoulder.
"Well, they're sleeping. So... good?"
"You have no idea what you're doing, do you?" Juliet teases.
"Hey, first-time father, cut me a little slack."
A/N: So, first chapter is mostly fluffy. I promise, it will pick up after here. I will try to upload every five days, like before, but I can't promise 100% dependability.