Summary: Dean notices that over the past few weeks, Castiel has been acting very strangely, but when his angel appears, utterly exhausted in the Winchesters' motel room, Dean discovers why. Please R&R!

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

Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel.

Our Little Angel

-Two-

Castiel lay asleep while Dean rocked his little girl in his arms, still struggling to believe that he and Castiel had managed to create this gorgeous little baby in his arms.

"Oh wow…" Dean breathed as Noelle opened her eyes, "You're such a beautiful girl, Noelle…oh yes you are…"

The tiny baby flexed her fingers and yawned, Dean beaming at her as she stared at him with adoring eyes.

"Dean?"

Sam entered the room with bags full of supplies, milk formula, clothes, diapers, a changing mat and a play mat.

"Hey," Dean whispered, "Just keep it down, Cas is resting."

Sam nodded and moved towards his brother and niece, smiling as he was met with a sweet sound from the baby.

"Hold her, huh?" Dean asked, Sam looking to his brother who had nothing but trust in his eyes as he passed his daughter across.

"Hi, Noelle…" Sam whispered to his niece, "I'm your Uncle Sammy…"

The baby made a soft noise and hiccupped, sniffling and murmuring as she closed her eyes again.

"Let me get her dressed, Sammy…" Dean whispered, taking his girl back and putting her on the new changing mat, putting her first diaper on for her and slipping her into her first baby grow, a little pink one that said Daddy's Little Angel on it.

She looked gorgeous, it had to be said. When the baby broke into tears, Castiel shot out of sleep and looked for his daughter, Sam raising his hands to calm the angel.

"It's okay…" He said, "She's fine…"

Dean could tell the angel wasn't settled, so he moved over and passed their little girl to him, smiling as the angel looked down tenderly at the baby.

"Shhh," He whispered, "Hush, Noelle…"

Noelle wouldn't stop crying and Castiel began to panic.

"Cas…it's alright, you're doing great…" Dean promised, "It's only 'cause she's hungry…"

Castiel looked at Dean for reassurance and Sam began to make up a bottle, Dean giving instruction every step of the way.

"Just keep talking to her," Dean whispered to Castiel, "Let her get used to your voice."

The angel nodded and kissed the baby's forehead.

"It's alright, Noelle…" He whispered, "Shhh…hush, my little one…"

The baby cried even more and a very tired, weary Castiel let one tear slide down his face.

"I can't make her stop…" The angel sniffled, "She doesn't like me…"

Dean's heart broke and he kissed his angel's temple, stroking soothing fingers through his hair as he began to cry.

"Cas, don't get upset, okay? She's just not gonna stop until she gets her milk that's all…" Dean said softly, "It's alright, she loves you to death, baby."

The bottle was ready in moments and Dean showed Castiel how to hold it, pressing it to the baby's lips as she searched for the source of food. Castiel and Dean pressed their heads together, the angel smiling as Noelle began to feed.

"Good girl…" Castiel said sweetly, "Oh, Noelle, you're such a good girl!"

The baby's tears stopped and Castiel wiped the tears away gently with his pinky, seeing her look up at him with adoring eyes as her tiny hands curled into little fists. She murmured, the sound indicating to Castiel that she was finished before Dean placed the towel she'd previously worn over his shoulder.

"You need to burp her now, babe." Dean began, "Lift her to your shoulder carefully."

Castiel did and cradled her head, smiling as she rested her little head on his shoulder. She was so small, so precious and so fragile the angel was frightened he'd drop her.

"Just rub her back gently." Dean whispered, Castiel doing so and smiling as she made soft noises before a tiny burp escaped her lips.

"Oh…did I do well?" Castiel asked, Dean nodding and smiling in response.

"You did great."

Sam smiled as his brother kissed the angel's temple, then the little baby's head before wiping Castiel's tears away.

"Saaaaammm!" Gabriel whined as they stood outside the motel room, "I wanna see her!"

"Just-just give them some time, Gabe, huh?" Sam replied, Gabriel shaking his head.

"I want to see my niece, Sam! You've been able to see her, so why can't I?"

The Archangel had a point and Sam opened the motel room door, Gabriel kissing his lips on the way in. He moved towards the couple and smiled sweetly as he sat on the bed.

"Hey, Cas…" He whispered, "Hey, Dean."

Castiel smiled and looked back at the little bundle of joy that was resting against his chest, beaming at her as she gripped his finger.

"This is Noelle." Castiel said softly, "Noelle Alaina Winchester."

"Damnit, are you sure she's yours?" Gabriel chuckled, "She's gorgeous."

"Hey!" Dean huffed, "We're good lookin' too, y'know."

Gabriel grinned and couldn't suppress his, 'Awww' as little Noelle snuggled up to her daddy. He looked at Sam with adoring eyes, and the younger Winchester could just tell what he was thinking. When Sam looked away, Gabriel's heart broke and he bit his lip, looking at the baby. He just wanted his own baby, yet the look in Sam's eyes told him the younger Winchester had other ideas. His dream had just been crushed.

"Can…can I hold her?" He asked, trying to suppress his tears as he took the little one in his arms, "Look at you, huh? Who's a beautiful little angel?"

The baby wriggled a little, her little legs kicking as she took in a small, shaky breath, pressing against her Uncle Gabriel. A tear fell down Gabriel's face and he passed her back, wiping his eyes before turning and just disappearing.

"What was that about?" Dean asked, looking to Sam who just shrugged and turned away.

Castiel looked at Dean with concern, the hunter pressing a soothing kiss to his temple and whispering to him not to worry.

Gabriel sobbed into his arms as he sat on a hillside, crying harder than he ever had in his life and curling up on himself.

"Why, Sam?" He asked the open space, "Why?"

He wiped his eyes and ran a shaking hand through his hair, resting that hand on his stomach and rubbing gently, imagining he had a baby growing in there.

"I just want my own child, Dad…" He whispered, looking up at the sky, "Why won't you bless me with that at least?"

He heard no reply and he curled up into the grass, grabbing his wings and pulling feathers out of them.

Back in the motel room, Castiel gasped and clutched his chest, Dean taking Noelle from Castiel's arms and holding her close.

"Cas?"

"Sam, what did you do?" Castiel asked, glaring at the younger Winchester.

"Nothing…" Sam replied, "I swear!"

"Oh no?" Castiel asked, "So why is my brother ripping his own feathers out, crying his eyes out and trying to break his own wings?"

Sam was mortified and he clapped a hand over his mouth.

"What did you do to him?"

"I…I don't know…I…" Sam stuttered, looking at the angel with wide, tearful eyes.

Castiel disappeared in a flutter of wings, barely able to stand when he reached Gabriel's side. He was horrified to find the grass around him covered in blood, broken and bloodied feathers all over the place while in shadow, the body of Gabriel lay on its side, sobbing heavily into the pool of blood around him.

What on Earth had Sam done?

-TBC-