A/N: I'm Breezing through this. YAY! I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm slowing the story down dramatically, wanting you all to get a feel for the characters.
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Disclaimer: Supernatural doesn't belong to me, but the children that pop from them are totally mine. Ha!
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"Papa!" Micah yelled, running over to Gabriel who was squeezing the couch arm with a vengeance.
Gabriel opened one eye and looked at his son and his heart melted at the concern he say there. "Y-yes my love?"
"Are you okay papa?" Micah asked, his little eyes wide with worry and curiosity.
Gabriel nodded as the contraction passed. "Yeah baby. I'm fine."
"Are you sad?"
"No honey, why would you say that?" Gabriel asked, truly curious.
"Cause you're crying papa!" Micah announced, raising his chubby little hand and wiping away the tears that had spilled down Gabriel's face. "Why are you crying?"
"Cause papa's really happy." Sam said walking over to his little family with a smile. "Remember when I told you about happy tears?"
Micah nodded his head, hair bobbing into his eyes. With a huff he moved it from his face and looked up at his daddy. "Are you happy papa?"
"Completely." Gabriel smiled at the little boy.
"Is it cause of the baby?" Micah asked, tilting his head in curiosity.
"Yeah. Are you happy to be a big brother soon?" Gabriel asked, patting the couch for his son to take a seat. The contractions were twenty minutes apart so he had time.
"Imma be a big brother like uncle Dean." Micah announced, fiddling with his fingers. "Cause he's a awesome big brother."
"He is." Sam nodded.
"Does you think uncle Dean will teach me how ta be a big brother?" Micah asked, eyes wide and pleading as he looked at his daddy.
"Yup!" Came Dean's voice as he made his way towards the living room, sans baby. Castiel having taken Samael for a proper bonding session.
"Really?" Micah's eyes sparkled with happiness.
"Really buddy." Dean smiled, ruffling the little boy's hair. "It's an uncle's prerogative to pass down knowledge."
"Uncle Dean...will I eva be a good big brother like you?" Micah asked, head tilted low in apprehension.
"You'll be a better big brother than I could ever hope to be. Now come on, lets let daddy and papa talk a bit and you and I can eat some ice cream, what do you say?"
Micah smiled widely as he grabbed Dean's hand and jumped off the couch. "Is it okay daddy?"
"I don't know." Sam pretended to think it over. "It's late."
"Please?" Micah begged.
"I guess." Sam caved. "Only one bowl full."
"Thank you daddy." Micah squealed, running over and giving Sam a kiss on the cheek. "You're da best."
"What about me?" Gabriel asked, feigning a pout. "Don't I get kisses?"
Micah giggled and placed a kiss to Gabriel's cheek as well before running into the kitchen for his ice cream.
"I'll let him sleep in our bed tonight." Sam nodded. That took care of that problem. They didn't want Micah to be privy to all the angry words Gabriel was bound to be saying.
"Come on Gabe." Sam said with a smile. "Let's get you comfortable."
Gabriel nodded and stood from the couch and with Sam's help managed to walk down the stairs into their room. He sat on the bed and waited. This was going to be one long night.
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"Chocolate or strawberry?" Dean asked as he watched Sam helping Gabriel down the stairs. The stairs were conveniently located on the side of the kitchen right in front of the door that led to Dean and Castiel's room.
"Good night daddy, papa." Micah said, watching them leave before turning to Dean. "Both?"
"Good choice." Dean smiled, grabbing the ice cream from the freezer and dishing out three bowls.
"CAS!" Dean called and watched Castiel emerge from his room, carrying a very happily changed Samael who was gurgling as he continued to gnaw on the carrot from earlier.
"Yes?" Castiel asked looking at the bowls in Dean's hands.
"Ice cream time." Dean smirked, placing the bowls on the table.
Castiel smiled widely. He'd always enjoyed ice cream. It had started on the night Micah had been brought back and they'd all eaten ice cream and cake to celebrate. Since then Castiel hadn't been able to get enough of the frozen sweet. He placed Samael in his high chair before taking a seat.
"Uncle Castiel..." Micah began, taking a huge bite of ice cream. "Why is papa sad?"
Micah had come to learn that if he wanted honest answers he'd have to ask his uncle Castiel, since Cas had absolutely no idea how to bluff.
"Your father is having a baby. It is painful but he is in no way sad." Castiel answered, taking a small spoon full of ice cream and feeding it to Samael who had no idea what to do with the sweet treat. His little eyes widened and his lips puckered at the cold but it felt fantastic on his sore gums.
"So papa's hurting?" Micah asked, eyes wide and fearful.
"Yeah!" Dean said, gathering Micah's attention. "But you wanna know something?" Micah nodded as tears found their way to his eyes. "Your papa is going to be just fine."
"How can you know?" Micah asked, tears falling fast and free down his face. He hated having his family in pain.
"You see Samael?" Dean asked and Micah nodded, playing with his ice cream, no longer having an appetite. "I went through the same thing your papa's going through to have him, and I'm just fine."
"Really?" Micah asked, sniffling.
"Really." Dean smiled. "Do I look sick?"
"No." Micah pouted.
"Do I look like I'm still in pain?"
"No."
"I promise you, he'll be okay." Dean assured, making a spoonful of ice cream. "And now, I bet I can finish my ice cream before you can finish..." A knock interrupted him. "Cas can you get that?"
Castiel nodded and stood, vanishing into the living room.
"Bobby, Mathew. It is great to see you." Castiel could be heard saying.
"Good to see you too boy." That was Bobby's voice and Dean had to smile at Micah's widened eyes.
"Where's..."
"Hello to you as well. He is downstairs." Castiel answered with a hint of humor. Dean had to smile, he'd taught his mate well.
Not long after Castiel was back in the dining room followed closely by Bobby and Mathew. Bobby took a seat at the table while Mathew gave a half assed 'hi' and ran down the stairs. Dean had to shake his head. This wasn't life or death, the least he could do was properly say hello. Damn angel.
"Bobby!" Dean said, happy to see the old hunter again. "I'm sure you remember Micah."
"Of course I do, you idjit." Bobby said fondly, turning to the terrified four year old. "I brought you a book."
"I'm Micah." Micah said, biting at his nails worriedly.
"And I'm Bobby." Bobby smiled.
"I remember your voice." Micah said, fidgeting on his seat.
"I'm glad." Bobby's smile widened. "Wanna see your book?" Micah nodded furiously as he pushed away his uneaten ice cream and looked closely at Bobby.
Bobby reached into a plastic bag and brought out three different books. "We have, Green Eggs and Ham, The Rainbow Fish, and The Cat in the Hat. Which would you like us to read first?"
"The rainbow fish please." Micah said, bouncing on his chair in excitement. "Can uncle Castiel read it to me please?"
Dean snorted and Bobby belly laughed to the suggestion and Castiel just glared as he pushed his bowl away and stood from the table, grabbing the book and smiling at Micah.
"Go brush your teeth and use the bathroom and for tonight you'll sleep with your uncle Dean and I." Castiel said, ignoring Bobby and Dean as they tried to apologize for their behavior. Micah wasn't paying anyone any mind as he ran to the bathroom and did as he was told. He was going to sleep in a big person bed tonight and his uncle Castiel was gonna read to him. Uncle Dean and grandpa didn't know it but uncle Cas was the best at story telling.
Castiel watched Micah scurry away before grabbing Samael and walking him towards the kitchen, wanting to clean the little boy's mouth before he too was placed down for bed.
"I will have both children in our bed for the night." Castiel said, drying Samael's face, grabbing the book, and walking towards the room. Dean knew he'd been a little harsh, laughing at Castiel but Cas was always so monotone and it made him snicker every time he thought about Cas reading a story to the kids.
"We weren't very nice." Bobby said, placing the other two books and putting them back into the bag.
"But come on" Dean said, mirth shining in his eyes. "Cas is so monotone."
"We need to give him the benefit of the doubt." Bobby said, standing and grabbing for the bowls so he could do the wash.
"Yeah."
"Go listen in, you might learn a thing or two."
Dean sighed but did as he was told, standing and walking towards their room. He quietly opened the door and was amazed at what he saw.
Castiel had Samael in his little footie pajama, Micah in his own set of pajamas and all three were squeezed together in the reclining lazy boy with the book open and Castiel cleared his throat.
"Ready?" He asked and Micah nodded while Samael drooled.
"A long way out in the deep blue sea there lived a fish." Castiel began and waved his free hand and the room changed. Dean's mouth opened wide at what he saw. The whole room looked like the bottom of the sea with fish swimming back and forth, some scurrying this way while others, the more colorful ones, hid between the coral and the anemones that were around.
Samael's little eyes followed the fish around and Micah smiled and clapped happily as the story continued.
"Not an ordinary fish, but the most beautiful fish in the entire ocean." Here Castiel waved his hand again and the most beautiful and color fish Dean had ever seen appeared and began swimming around.
"His scales were every shade of blue and green and purple, with sparkling silver scales among them. The other fish were amazed at his beauty, they called him 'Rainbow Fish.'" Dean watched the other fish come towards the rainbow fish and the story played out from there.
"Come on, Rainbow fish." One fish called. "Come and play with us."
The Rainbow fish just swam away, ignoring the other fish. Dean didn't think he liked this story too much.
"One day, a little blue fish followed after him." Castiel continued, waving his hands and letting the story play out. "Rainbow fish." The fish called. "Wait for me! Please give me one of your shiny scales. They are so wonderful, and you have so many."
Dean watched the Rainbow fish as he turned angry eyes on the blue fish. Yeah, he really didn't like this story.
"You want me to give you one of my special scales? Who do you think you are?" The rainbow fish cried out. "Get away from me."
"Shocked" Castiel read. "the little blue fish swam away. He was so upset; he told all his friends what had happened." Here Dean watched the blue fish scurry away towards the other fish and yell out the injustice that had befallen him.
"From then on" Cas continued "no one would have anything to do with the rainbow fish. They turned away when he swam by."
Micah looked sad as he watched the rainbow fish be ignored. He didn't think they should have ignored the rainbow fish because he refused to give away something that was his.
"What good were the dazzling, shimmering scales" Cas read, watching Micah's reactions closely. "with no one to admire them? Now he was the loneliest fish in the entire ocean."
With the wave of his hand Castiel changed the ocean to show only the rainbow fish, swimming along all alone.
"Uncle Cas?" Micah asked.
"Yes Micah?"
"Why are the fish so angry at him? His scales are his and wouldn't it hurt to pluck them out?" Dean had to give it to Micah, that boy really knew how to ask questions.
"This is to teach you that what you have is worthless if you have no one to share them with." Castiel answered.
"Oh!" Micah still seemed sad so Dean decided to give his input.
"This is a valuable lesson about sharing." Dean said. "The more you share the happier you make others."
"But I don't want to make friends by giving them stuff. I want to make friends cause they like me not cause they like my stuff."
"Sharing can make you happy." Castiel tried again, hoping to salvage the story yet. He wasn't particularly fond of the story but it had been the one Micah had wanted.
"I like sharing." Micah said, scratching his little head. "But I don't want that to be the reason I make friends."
"You're right." Dean announced. "How about a different story?"
"Your uncle is correct. What would you like to listen to?" Castiel asked, smiling his appreciation at Dean.
"Something nice." Micah said, cuddling closer to Castiel.
"I have just the story. This one's called, Henny Penny." Dean said with a wide smile as he lifted his hands and changed the scenery to a small little farm with a chicken pecking happily at the ground.
"One day Henny-penny was picking up corn in the cornyard when – WHACK! - something hit her on the head." Dean started and Micah giggled at the confused look on the chicken's face when an acorn fell smack on her head.
Dean sat on the floor and continued the story, to the awe of everyone in the room. Castiel, helping where he was needed, providing voices and the like making Micah squeal happily.
