Summary: Dean and Castiel have been together since Alastair's death. The Apocalypse is over and the lovers have their own home with a baby on the way, but when tragedy strikes, Castiel goes downhill. Can Dean bring her back? Dean/Girl!Castiel Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.

A/N: Hi! A destiel fic with girl!Castiel! WOOO! But I should warn you this is going to be very angsty and at times may make you cry. *Sniffles* If at any point during this fic I make you cry I'm sorry! ENJOY! xxx

My Turn to Save You

-One-

Castiel smiled down at the bump that rested on her stomach, looking over at Dean who kissed the bump and then Castiel's lips.

"Hey, gorgeous." He whispered, looking at the former angel with nothing but love and adoration in those beautiful green eyes.

Their bedroom was bathed in light from the sun against the coffee coloured walls, the light filtering through a small gap in the chocolate brown curtains. The couple lay in bed, Castiel curled up to Dean as he wrapped protective arms around her.

"Dean…" She began, Dean humming in response, "We get to find out if we're having a boy or a girl today."

"I know." Dean replied, kissing her cheek, "Are you excited?"

Castiel bit her lip and nodded her stunningly gorgeous head, her blue eyes making contact with Dean's.

"Are you?" She asked, Dean nodding and carding a hand through Castiel's breast-length, almost black hair.

Rubbing a hand over the bump, Castiel smiled and sighed. She was twenty weeks pregnant, half-term now, and she could feel it in her bones that they were having a boy. Dean's hand covered hers and he leaned down, kissing his angel's full lips and lying close to her. He really loved her; he loved her so, so much and she was just everything to him. The couple could hear Sam and Gabriel downstairs, so they decided to spend a little longer in bed. Their fingers were entwined as their hands rested over the bump, both of them smiling at each other.

"I love you." Castiel whispered, beaming at her lover who leaned forward and kissed her lips again, kissing her forehead and actually nuzzling noses with her.

"I love you too, Cas." Dean replied, grinning at her in return and kissing her hand before turning to the bump which he kissed again, "And I love my baby."

"I love my baby too." Castiel said softly, rubbing the bump affectionately as she sat up slowly, "We should go downstairs. Our appointment's in two hours."

Dean nodded and kissed her lips one more time, moving to the closet and passing her a black skirt with a stretchy waist band and a pale pink sweater to wear for the ultrasound scan. The weather was just starting to warm up again since it was late February, spring just around the corner. Castiel got dressed, Dean throwing on jeans and a t-shirt before taking Castiel's hand after she'd brushed her long hair and taking her downstairs.

They'd find out the gender of their little dream today and neither of them could wait.

-TBC-