A/N: The cherub is about the size of the average pencil. I also apologize that this chapter is ADHD, the whole thing is just all over the place. And I didn't proof read, so ignore my mistakes.


Sam was reading his third book on angel reproduction, and it was the same thing he had read in the last two. But Sam would look until he found something else, he refused to believe what he had read three times.

He had just slammed the book he was reading and was about to pick up the fourth when he heard the familiar sound of wings. He turned and saw Dean and Castiel, he briefly glanced at the Barbie house Dean was holding, before focusing on the angel.

'Hey Cas, I was reading and I keeping finding the same thing, but its impossible right?' Sam said, trying to hold back his anger.

'Depends on what you read.' Cas said, but Sam could see him putting on his poker face.

'Well, three books, all saying that during the parting an angel will become vitally dependent on other angels...and their charges. So dependent that rejection, of any kind, could potentially send the angel into a sort of depression that can effect the angel's ability to complete the parting.'

The room fell silent, Sam glaring at Cas, Cas staring at Sam, and poor Dean looking thoroughly confused by the whole ordeal.

'Yes that is true.'Castiel said dryly.

'Why the hell didn't you tell us Cas!' Sam yelled as he stood up.

'Hold on! Is anyone gonna explain what hell is going on to me?' Dean yelled in confusion.

'We almost made Cas have a miscarriage and he was never gonna tell us!' Sam said angrily, still glaring at Castiel.

'What? Cas that's not true, tell me that Sam misread or something.' Dean said softly while looking at Castiel with begging eyes.

'My parting was not of import, if I didn't complete it, it would not make much of a difference.' Castiel said with his head down.

'And more lies, I read about the stages Castiel. You could have died!' Sam yelled.

'What stages?' Dean asked looking at Sam.

'Stages, their like angel trimesters, Stage one dependent on their garrison, Stage two dependent on their charges, and Stage three...choose.' Sam explained.

'What do you mean choose?'

'The angels choose where they go in the last stage, in heaven or with the charge.' Sam said.

'...you chose us?' Dean asked Castiel.

'Well, heaven was proving to be corrupt, and even though you two hurt me more often than my brothers, your intentions never went astray. I wanted my cherub to be around that after I died, not tainted by the other angels.' Castiel confessed.

'What do you mean he could have died?' Dean asked looking back to Sam.

'He was sensitive, yelling at him could have lessened the chances of him having the cherub.' Sam informed.

'Dude, I punched him the day of the parting. What did that do to him?'

'You don't want to know.' Cas said.

Dean turned to the angel with wide eyes, he was starting to panic. Castiel was too informative and blunt if nothing else. Why didn't he want Dean to know?

'Why not?' Dean asked.

'Because it would make you feel guilty and responsible when it was my fault for not telling you the condition I was in.' Castiel answered.

'Sam do you know what it did?' Dean asked impatiently as he turned to his brother.

'Yes.' Sam said softly, looking down.

'Sam!' Dean yelled, demanding an answer.

'He was supposed to have the cherub in heaven...about ten years later.' Sam whispered.

'Ten years- I sent him into early labor? I sent you into early labor and you were never gonna tell me?!' Dean yelled, looking at Cas in shock.

'It wasn't your fault, I should have told-' Cas started but stopped before he could.

Sam and Dean were surprised by the angel's sudden silence.

'Uh, Cas-'

'Shh!' Castiel hissed before looking around the room.

'Where is my cherub?' Cas asked without turning back to the Winchesters.

'I put him right on the table.' Sam said, turning to the table he was at when he was reading.

But the cherub wasn't there.

'I put him right there!' Sam gasped rushing over to the table looking under his books and everything.

'You lost my cherub!' Cas yelled in the loudest and deepest voice either hunter had ever heard him use. The lights in the library blew out, for the first time, since Castiel thought he was God, the Winchesters were scared of him.

'Calm down bro, little guy just made a tiny miracle and called me.'

The hunters and the angel turned and saw something impossible.

'Gabriel?' Castiel said in shock.

There he was, same as always, with a red sucker in his mouth. Only thing that looked different was the tiny winged Cas sitting on his shoulder licking a green sucker that was the size of his head(holding the stick with both hands.

'Hey man. Congratulations, this little guy looks just like you, of course that's what happens when you have a cherub on earth. I told you this would happen.' Gabe said with a knowing smile.

'What do you mean you told him? How did you know?' Dean asked.

'Oh please, I told Mary she was pregnant, I have a good eye.'

'When did you tell him and what did you tell him?' Sam said.

'I told him to stop talking to you two and shag ass to heaven. I told him you two were no good for the cherub, judging by his size, I'd say I was right. How early was this, literally, little guy?' Gabriel asked.

'Ten years and a few months.' Castiel answered.

'Damn! Who hit you, garrison or Sam?'

'It was Dean.' Cas said plainly.

'In that case, sorry about the whole TV show thing Sam. I made you take ball to the nuts and say you had herpes, in my defense, I thought you hit my brother.' Gabriel apologized.

'Ignoring all the crazy that's happening right now, why did you think I hit Cas?' Sam ask, feeling utterly offended.

'Well, demon blood, angel- anyways, I know who it was now so-' Gabe said with a smirk as he turned to Dean.

'Gabriel, no.' Castiel said sternly.

'Ooh, his mom voice. Better remember that...what his name?' the archangel asked.

'I haven't named him yet, never thought I'd get to complete the parting.'

'Well, he needs a name.'

'I like the name Clarence... but I really liked Emanuel.' Castiel said indecisively.

'Pick one.' Gabe urged as he stepped closer to his fellow angel.

Once he was close enough to Cas the(soon to be named)cherub flew to his father and sat on his head, with the sucker still firmly in hand.

'Fine... he looks like an Emanuel.' Castiel decided.

'So that's his name? Emanuel?'

The two angelic brothers turned to the less angelic brothers for the first time since the cherub's name came up.

Sam and Dean had by now sat down and had at some point started thumb wrestling. Sam's thumb was proving to be the superior appendage.

'What are you doing?' Cas asked in confusion, Emanuel peeking over his candy to stare at the hunters with the same expression as Castiel.

'What are we doing, like you really don't know, or why are we doing this?' Sam asked as his brother struggled to free his thumb.

'Both.' Cas replied.

'Its called thumb wrestling, as you can see, Dean sucks at it. We are doing it because...we kinda got bored.' Sam said with a smirk.

'An archangel, an angel, and a cherub are right in front of you, and you two got bored.' Gabriel said skeptically.

'We fought dragons and leprechauns , angels are not so amazing anymore.' Dean said as he gave up on freeing his thumb.

'Point taken.'