We find out something interesting about Castiel in this chapter. I hope you approve.

Dean woke up to the smell of frying bacon and if that wasn't the best smell to wake up to then he didn't know what was.

"Good morning" Sarah came into the room "you uh Beatles fan?"

Dean looked down at the record he still held "My mom was. She used to sing this to me" he set it down on the coffee table.

"When did you lose her?"

Dean sighed "November 2nd 1983."

"I'm so sorry" she put a hand on his arm.

He shrugged.

"Why don't you freshen up? I'm sure you remember where the bathroom is and I'll finish cooking. You are hungry right?"

When Dean came out of the bathroom, he found Sarah had set breakfast in the living room on the coffee table. And she was holding a book.

"This book came out in 1986 but I get the feeling your mom would have read it to you if she'd been able" she held it out to him. "I think you should read it."

It had a drawing of a toddler sitting in a bathroom and had obviously made a mess of it. The title was Love You Forever.

Dean nodded and set it aside. He needed to eat something first.

Later as he read, he could almost hear his mom's voice singing the words the mom in the book sang. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be."

Goddammit, a kid's book isn't supposed to make you cry.

Sarah handed him a tissue "You gonna be okay?"

"I don't know." He wiped his eyes "I should get back. We're here for a hunt."

"Well, be careful. I have somewhere to be myself."

"Work?"

"No, day off. I'm gonna go see Miles."

"Miles? That the boy in the pictures?"

"Yes, my son. He's nine."

"He with his dad or something?"

"If only and a different dad than this one" she sighed sadly and patted her belly "No, he's in the hospital. He got jumped by some bullies on the way home from school a couple days ago."

"Shit. He okay?"

"He will be. He's got a broken collar bone and they had to do surgery on his shoulder. They might release him tomorrow."

"Why weren't you with him yesterday?"

"I was, before my shift. Then I called him when you were barfing up your ice cream. He knows that sometimes I help people. Heh, little guy tells me when I need a distraction. He seems to think that as my son, it's his job to take care of me."

…

It took Gabriel almost the whole night to undo the damage that Re-training had done to Castiel. There was such so much of it, done over centuries but at least, it seemed, that his base personality traits broke through each time, even though his memories didn't.

Castiel didn't move or speak till the process was complete. When it was, the first words out of his mouth were "I was born nephilim?"

"You were" Gabriel nodded "And why your own father sanctioned the removal of that knowledge I don't know."

Castiel took a step back from him "Are you deceiving me?"

"I'm not. Castiel, I wouldn't lie about something like this. You know I can't lie about someone's parentage. You chose to become full angel but when I left Heaven you still retained your humanity."

Castiel sank to his knees "I don't understand why my father would make me forget that I was his son."

Gabriel sighed "Don't ask me to fathom the way Michael thinks. But perhaps he was under influence. He's a hypocrite you know, so outspoken against breeding with humans and he goes and knocks up a human woman himself." An ironic laugh escaped his lips "And a trouble making hunter at that."

"He loved her" Castiel whispered. "I know he did, just as she loved him."

Gabriel knew that. The love of Michael and Damkina was one for the books, shame it never got written down. But something snapped in Michael when Damkina was killed. Castiel was just a child at the time and his mother had been taken by demons. On Lucifer's orders. It was for that reason, Gabriel suspected, that Michael finally obeyed Father's command and cast Lucifer into Hell.

Nobody could be certain why Lucifer hadn't killed Castiel as well.

After his mother's death, Castiel lived on his own till he was fifteen and he was given a choice. Nephilim were feared for the reason that they had the knowledge and powers of an angel with the heart and will of a human. And well that was just plain unacceptable by the majority of the Host, so most of them were killed.

Castiel though, because he was Michael's child, was given the chance to choose. He could either become full human, sacrificing immortality and the powers he'd been using to help people or become an angel to serve God and protect all of humanity. Castiel wanted so much to help others, it was no wonder he chose to give up his human half. It was just too bad that also meant giving up his free will and ability to tell a supervisor to go screw himself.

But the last time Gabriel had seen the kid, he still knew who he was, who his mother was and that he was not like the other angels. And it was obvious from Gabriel's repair job that Castiel's human side often broke through all that conditioning which was why it was done so many times.

Castiel was sitting down now, knees drawn up to his chest. Gabriel felt it was time to lighten the mood. He sat next to his nephew and put a hand on his shoulder "So, you're in love with your dad's vessel. Freudian much?"

Castiel didn't even spare him a glance "Go to hell."

"Thank you, I've been there; I found it quite lovely."

"Is that sarcasm? Because I've been there and I found it quite disagreeable."

Gabriel grinned "There's my little Cassie-bird."

Castiel finally looked at him and glared "Don't call me that."

…

Castiel felt a myriad of emotions and currently, the strongest one was confusion. Confusion and betrayal. His own father allowed his mind, his knowledge of self to be altered. Why? When Castiel chose become full angel Michael had promised he would always remember what he once was. Why did he lie?

Next to him, Gabriel sighed "I know you're feeling betrayed, kid, but you can't focus on that right now. More important things to worry about."

Of course. Dean and their child—their daughter; if Heaven were to find out…Castiel got to his feet, intending to fly to Dean but again, Gabriel stopped him.

"Let him be for now, Cas. Dean's in no immediate danger."

"But I should be with him."

"And you will, once he calms down. Trust me, when it comes to unplanned pregnancies in people with Dean's personality, the sperm supplier is the last person the carrier wants to see for a day or two."

Castiel sighed but conceded the point. "How long will the gestation take?"

"Seven months. Now that's pretty quick for humans but since the kid's half-angel, she'll be fully developed—infant wise that is. 'Course if you were the one who'd gotten pregnant it would go way faster but since Dean's human it's gotta take time so it doesn't kill him."

"I think Dean would prefer it if I were the pregnant one."

Gabriel shrugged "There's always next time. Anyway, till Deano's ready to see you" he put an arm around Castiel's shoulders "how about you spend some time with your favorite uncle?"

"What did you have in mind?" Castiel asked warily.

Gabriel grinned "I've got the perfect cradle in mind for the little princess; we just have to go and get it."

…

Dean got back to the motel to find a note from Sam saying he was out doing research. That was fine with Dean. If he was going to tell Sam about the pregnancy and Cas, he needed to practice first.

He stepped into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. "Sam" he said "you remember yesterday when you said if you didn't know better you'd think I was pregnant? Well, guess what?" no he couldn't start with that.

"So, Sam, I gotta tell you about me and Cas. What about you and Cas, Dean? We're kind of a thing and well, I'm pregnant" Dean groaned. That wouldn't do it either. How the hell was he supposed to tell Sam? He knew, intrinsically, that Sam wouldn't judge him but that didn't stop him from freaking out. He sighed "Maybe I'll just wait and let the baby tell him."

There was a chuckle to his left "Yeah, okay Lucy."

Dean turned so quickly he almost got whiplash "Sam! How long have you been there?"

"Long enough."

"Why didn't I hear you come in?"

"The door doesn't creak. We noticed it yesterday, remember?"

"Oh yeah" Dean stepped back into the main room.

Sam smiled "So, you and Cas, huh?"

Dean shrugged "I guess so."

"And you really are pregnant?"

Dean sat down on his bed "Got an Annunciation from the Archangel Gabriel and everything."

"Whoa" Sam sat in a chair.

"Yeah" Dean decided to hold off on telling Sam that Gabriel was also the Trickster. He could just imagine how well that would go over.

"Are you okay?"

God, Dean hated that question. "Not exactly the best time for a kid, Sammy."

"Maybe not but it happened. This is a miracle, a bon-a-fide miracle. What are you gonna do?"

Dean sighed again "Honestly, I don't know."

"Have you told Cas, yet?"

"Yeah, he knows. He was with me when Gabriel showed up."

"How does he feel about it?"

Dean shrugged.

"Have you two talked about it any?"

"Sam" Dean groaned.

"Well clearly this baby is important otherwise the messenger of God wouldn't have told you about it."

"Just shut up will you? Don't we have a hunt to do?"

"Should you be hunting in your condition?"

"Oh my God" Dean laid down. Why did he have to have such an accepting brother?

…

To get Dean to stop glaring at him, Sam conceded to focusing on the hunt. It was just a simple salt and burn, so he probably didn't have to worry much anyway—of course, Sam would volunteer to do all the digging.

"The grave's in the unkempt part" Sam said when they got to the cemetery "but that's all the information I could find."

"Whatever" Dean got the shovels out of the trunk and handed one to Sam. "Let's get this over with."

Of course, as often the case, it wasn't as easy as it seemed. They were bound to learn one of these days. Oh they burned the bones without any trouble from the ghost but they certainly didn't expect a vampire to show up.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean swore and shot at it to slow it down. The vampire of course wasn't alone. Another vampire came at Sam while the first advanced on Dean.

"You smell delicious" it told Dean "freshly pregnant and all."

Sam dodged a blow from his vampire. He grabbed up his shovel and brandished it "Dean, are…?"

"Not now Sammy!" Dean punched his vampire in the gut and jumped out of the way.

Sam had no choice but to concentrate on his own vampire. He hit it with the shovel, planning on getting a shot at its neck with the pointy end.

Sam knocked the vampire to the ground and cut off its head with the shovel. He looked back towards Dean who was pinned against a crypt by the remaining vampire. Before Sam could even take a step forward a bright light emitted from Dean, incinerating the creature. Dean looked just as surprised as Sam felt.

"Ah, so it worked, how 'bout that?" the Trickster, of all people, had appeared, holding on to Castiel's arm "Okay, Cas, you can go to him now."

Cas shoved the Trickster "How dare you keep me from Dean when he was in danger!"

"I had to see if the nephilim pregnancy defenses were in place."

Cas went over to Dean and put a hand on his shoulder who shrugged out of his touch, almost violently.

"Okay" Sam said "what the hell is going on? What are you doing here?" he pointed at the Trickster. Seriously, what did he have to do with anything?

"Don't point Sam, it's rude. Didn't Dean tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"Dean!" Cas called as he stalked away "Dean, come back!"

"Let him go, Cas" the Trickster said "he'll be fine. Explain to Sam who I am."

Cas sighed "This is the Archangel Gabriel."

"Say what?" Well, Dean hadn't mentioned that bit.

So, did still has some major issues but I think he's coming around to the idea of being a dad. Where do you think Gabe took Cas? Also, we have a surprise in store for Sam in the next chapter.

Please review if you're excited for more!