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Yep! Gabe is gonna be a daddy! But how will Team Free Will take the news?

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Love always,

Avoline


"She's what?"

Gabriel swallowed at the rage in Dean's voice. He knew the guys wouldn't be too happy that they had rescued a pregnant woman, but he had hoped they wouldn't be too terribly angry. He could see the clear disappointment in Castiel's eyes, and if Sam would look at him, the blond was sure he was angry as well.

"She's pregnant," Gabriel repeated. "Eight weeks along."

"And you're certain that you're the father," Dean interrogated. The angel was sure that the green-eyed man didn't mean to sound so harsh, but this was Dean Winchester. One could never know.

"Yes," he answered softly. "And I'm certain I can pinpoint the night of conception." He raised his eyes to meet Dean's. "I thought that it would be the last night I would have with her, so I made sure it was the best night of her life. I tried to keep from letting on that something was wrong, and ended the night the same way you would have: sex. Damn good sex, too." Dean let out a frustrated sigh, grabbing his beer and taking a sip.

"And you didn't think to use a condom," he snapped.

"How was I to know that an angel and a human could even conceive life," Gabriel finally exploded. "It's never been done before because angels and humans have generally stayed away from each other. I broke the rules, like an idiot, fooled around with a human, and now her life is in danger. All because I was too naive and stubborn to do what was right." His frustration ebbed away, leaving him feeling almost desperate. "So call me whatever names you want. Cause I've already called myself half of them." His eyes slid shut in an attempt to hide how terrified he was. "I might loose her and my child. All because I was too stupid to be careful."

The silence hung in the air like a chandelier, and for a moment, he let himself sort through his emotions.

Fear, of course. He was scared. Hannah might not survive. The child might not survive. He didn't know the first thing about being a father. All he knew were tricks and sex. He was so scared of failing as a father.

Disappointment. He was disappointed in himself. He should have been more careful. He should have known that being that careless would lead to trouble. He was disappointed that he had put Hannah in danger. And he would never forgive himself for that.

But through it all, that small spark of joy shone. Joy that he had helped with one of life's greatest miracles. Joy that he would get to experience something his brothers and sisters didn't. Joy that he could bring something pure and innocent into the world. And it brought tears to his eyes that he would soon get to hold his child.

"Hey," Sam's voice piped in. "It's not ideal. But it's not the end of the world. We can get through this. Dean, you've already had a little bit of experience being a dad, so instead of making him feel worse than he already does, why not go and get everything he'll need. Cas, keep a check on... what's her name, Gabe?" He opened his eyes and faced his comrades.

"Hannah," he answered. "Her name is Hannah Curry. She's barely 30, and was lined up for a promotion at the local police department when I last saw her." He sighed. "And I ruined her life."

"No, you didn't," Sam countered. "If you hadn't of told us about her, then you could say you ruined her life. If you had never came back for her, then you would have ruined her life. You're stepping up and standing by her. That's more than most men have been doing lately." Gabriel managed to smile at the taller man's words. "Now, as I was saying. Cas, keep a check on Hannah and the baby. Make sure they both stay healthy and alive. I'll research and see if I can figure out how to help deliver a baby. We'll get through this, and we won't rip each other to shreds while we're at it."

The archangel doubted that last statement. Sure, they would get through it. But Dean had a bad habit of speaking his mind, and Gabriel was certain that one day, he would beat the human's face in for saying something about the whole situation. He wouldn't tolerate any one of them speaking poorly of Hannah.

"That means you have to behave, Dean," Sam instructed firmly. "No talking about Hannah in a way that will get your ass kicked."

"Really," Dean shouted.

"Yes, really," the blond replied. "If you think Castiel will be able to stop me from turning you into dust, think again. I won't let you talk about her like she's worthless. I will defend her in a heartbeat." He stood, and though he was only five foot eight, he knew physically he was far stronger. "I won't tolerate anyone talking about her like she's nothing." Sam smiled a bit at Gabriel's protective nature.

"And why is that, Gabe," he questioned.

"Because she's everything to me," Gabriel answered. "She's the closest thing to family aside from Cas I've got. And now that she's carrying my child, I don't plan on letting her out of my sight again."