Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural

Authors Note: So originally this was going to be part of chapter 3, however that didn't seem to work out so here we are!

Warnings: Mentions of M-Preg (kinda)

Chapter 4

The moment they arrived at Bobby's, with Gabriel in the back lounging on the seats, Sam knew it was going to be a shitshow. While he had every faith in Gabriel remaining civil while they were at Bobby's the same could not be said for his father. Looking at the cars around the junkyard, it was easy to tell which belonged to John. It was the same truck he had used to tie down Fenrir only a couple months ago. If Gabriel noticed he didn't say anything, although Sam did feel a sense of something brushing against him in comfort before Dean cut the engine.

For a moment they sat there, all three waiting for someone to make a move towards the house. In the end it turned out to be the dog- Rumsfeld, who moved first, his large jaws opening in a happy yelp as he made his way to the window Gabriel was leaning against. With a short laugh, Gabriel carefully opened the door, making certain not to hurt the dog while he eased his way out. The second Gabriel was free from the car, Rumsfeld wagged his tail while nuzzling into the god, nearly knocking the man over in his enthusiasm. It was adorable, and if Sam wasn't already in love with the god, he was certain that would have done it for him.

Without missing a beat, Gabriel reached down and laughed while petting the dog, Rumsfeld's enthusiastic barks causing the other two on the property to make themselves known. Both Bobby and John came out from the house and watched as Gabriel kneeled and started to rub Rumsfeld's stomach without hesitation. For his part, Sam briefly glanced at the two older hunters before he got out of the Impala and leaned up against the shut door to watch Gabriel. This was the man he had fallen in love with, one who didn't care if he got his clothes filthy petting a dog.

After a few minutes Gabriel stood, patting his pants to try and brush off the dirt while Rumsfeld panted beside him, almost blissed out from the full-body pet. Sam took a step closer to Gabriel and, -ignoring those in the background- wasted no time before pulling Gabriel into a kiss. For his part, Gabriel didn't hesitate in kissing Sam back, wrapping his arm around Sam's neck and pulling the taller man close. Hearing a groan behind him, Sam pressed even closer to Gabriel. If he was going to do this and put everything out there with his family, he was going to do so with the knowledge of Gabriel at his side, with everyone knowing he chose Gabriel.

Breaking apart, Sam smiled before tucking a lock of hair behind Gabriel's ear. "Ready for face the wolves?" Sams question was met with a laugh from the god, a mischievous twinkle in his eye while he spoke. "You do know who my son is, right?"

Pulling apart, Gabriel made his way to the house, not bothering to shake any hands, but observing John while waiting for Sam and Dean to catch up. Sam hoped he wasn't making a mistake, that Gabriel wasn't going to cause problems between his family. Even if he did, Sam knew he owed the older being. While he may not have been there from the beginning of the confrontation, Sam never would have made it in time to save Dean from Max. How many other hunts had Gabriel helped them since he was back on the road? Sam had a feeling he would be surprised at the answer.

"Well lets at least get inside before the fireworks. You know the drill, everyone takes a shot, even you fire-boy."

At the sound of Bobby's voice, Sam smiled at the older hunter, still uncertain how he wanted to address his father. Taking the shot glass offered to him, Sam swung it back before watching as Dean and Gabriel did the same. Passing the glasses back to Bobby, the three of them went inside the house to the den before anyone said anything. With a snap of his fingers, Gabriel made them all a beer which surprised John enough to look at Gabriel with more than just suspicion for a moment. Thankfully, Bobby was the one to break the silence, which Sam felt was starting to cloud the room.

"We all know Azazel did something to Sam when he came for you as a baby, and John here finally has something that can kill the bastard, along with a ritual to trap him... we're missing something. So lets buck up and figure it out before we end up getting ourselves killed."

Dean shrugged his shoulders, glancing at Sam for a moment to get confirmation that he could explain what Gabriel told them before he spoke. "He bled into Sam, Yellow Eyes is apparently creating an army, and was working down Mom's bloodline. Gabe here says Sammy's the correct kid, but Yellow Eyes doesn't know it yet, thinks it could be any one of the Campbells."

"Wait, he bled into you?" asked John, his face showing revolution. While Sam knew it wasn't exactly directed at him, and more along the lines of what was done to him, he couldn't hold back his flinch. Gabriel reached over and grabbed Sam's hand, having sat at one end of the couch with Dean on the other side. Feeling Gabriel's hand in his own, Sam squeezed before speaking.

"Yeah, he bled into me. Gabe says he would have done it to more than just me though… a couple of kids would have fit the bill, but Gabriel's is pretty certain it's me they're going to want."

"And how do you know Sam's the right kid for the job, whatever it is?" asked Bobby, his tone more curious than accusing which put Sam at ease. This time it was Gabriel who spoke, taking a sip of his beer.

"What Azazel knows is only half of the script. I'm older than him, a bit more powerful too, and it's my job to stick my nose in everyone's business. You don't think I would be able to spot what was happening when it's this big before some low-life demon?" snorting into the bottle, Gabriel continued, his voice mocking. "I may not be on your Christmas list, but you can bet your last dollar I would be able to spot what Azazel is looking for."

"And what exactly is that?" asked John, his voice both hesitant and forceful at once.

Dean was the one to answer, his own tone matching Johns' forceful one. "They want Sammy to be a meatsuit. Have him all strung up on demon blood and then when he's hooked on the stuff, for him to say yes to being a devil-condom."

"Devil condom?" Bobby asked, his brows frowning for a moment and Sam had no doubt the hunter was putting the pieces together. "Wait... you mean the actual Devil, Satan, the old Light Bringer himself? This isn't about no kids… this is about the End of Days."

Gulping down his drink, Sam nodded. They hadn't had a lot of time, but after speaking with Gabriel, Sam was sure of one thing, Gabriel was telling the truth. It hurt to know he was supposed to be the vessel of a being of pure evil, it had hurt until Gabriel explained that while Lucifer was now referred to as Satan he had once been the most beautiful and beloved of all angels. Gabriel theorized the reason they needed to have him drink so much demon blood was because they needed to taint his soul as Lucifer was tainted, as right now his soul was bright and welcoming, as Lucifers' had been before the fall.

As he had been explaining, there was an edge to Gabriel's voice, one that Sam couldn't quite place while he spoke about Lucifers' fall. Still, Sam didn't chance a look at his father while Gabriel explained Sam's role and what exactly they were facing. It wasn't something he wanted the older man to know, even though Sam knew it couldn't be helped. When Gabriel was done, there was silence in the room before John spoke, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife.

"So let me get this straight. The demon came into our house that night to prep Sam to be the Devils meatsuit and destroy the world?"

Instead of answering with anger, Gabriel shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said, Azazel doesn't know which kid is the right one. For all he knows, it could be someone else entirely… be thankful he only has Luci's info to go from."

"And how do you know Sam's the right one?" grunted John, sceptical of trusting the being. This time Gabriel smirked for a moment before pointing at John. "Because of you." That seemed to take the wind out of John's sails for a second, but before he could ask Gabriel continued. "Azazel knows that he has to follow the Campbell line, fine and dandy… but for this to work it needs to be brothers that are fighting to the death. More importantly a merger between Lucifer's and Michael's lines. Lucifer wouldn't have any issue giving his soldier information about his own line… but Michael's? How would he know if the name was the same any longer, it could have married out long ago. No, Sam and Dean were chosen because of you. Michael's line runs through you, John… and as a bi-product any of your children."

That caused John's eyes to widen for a moment. "You mean any kid that I have could be tortured into being a vessel for Michael?" There was something there, an edge to his voice Sam didn't like. While he was asking about his kids, John wasn't looking at either him or Dean for a moment.

"Yeah, any child born of your seed has the potential to become a vessel. It's Dean Heaven would be after though, while technically they could ask any other kid you might have floating around, they wouldn't be a perfect fit… and angels are all about perfection. Besides, it's not Michael we have to worry about… so long as Lucifer is never busted out of the cage, Heaven wont risk getting involved."

Raising an eyebrow, Gabriel turned to Sam who had remained silent thus far. "You think you have daddy issues? Nothing on these guys, if they think the Apocalypse was stopped, you better believe it's going to be viewed as an Act of God and no angel is going to go against His wishes."

"How do you know this anyways, last I heard pagans weren't exactly in Heavens go-to team. Wouldn't think they would give you this info, so where did you get it?"

Gabriel turned to Bobby who was looking at him with a curious, but cautious expression. It had been something Sam had wondered as well. It wasn't that he was questioning the information, Sam believed what Gabriel was telling them, even if it made him sick. What he was questioning was how the god knew in the first place.

"I told you, I'm old… a lot was lost in translation with your version of the Bible, I was there with the original. We may run in different circles, but when Christianity started to gain ground, we all started to pay attention. Besides… my ex? She's real touchy about anyone else destroying the planet besides her… used to rant about it all the time."

"Wait, your ex?" asked Dean.

"Yeah my ex, Kali. I gotta tell you, that woman can hold a grudge. If there's anyone besides me who knows how the world is supposed to end in all religions, it's her… she's a bit possessive of her role."

"Wait…" Bobby started to speak, "I thought that you were married to another goddess, Sigyn? And didn't you have a mistress, Angrboða?"

Impressed Bobby managed to pronounce the name correctly, Gabriel nodded. "Yeah, Ang and I were together for a while, had some kids but we both knew it was going nowhere. Was more of a politics thing than anything else… and Sig," pausing for a breath, Gabriel relaxed as Sam squeezed his hand in comfort. "Sig and I split after our sons' death... we couldn't be there for each other the way we needed… so Ang stayed with Sig while I left. It was hard for all of us, eventually we moved on. Sig and Ang got together, and I found a new relationship with Kali."

This time when he spoke, Gabriel had a half-smile on his face." Kali and I didn't last very long, a couple centuries before we split… there are things I want in a relationship she wasn't willing to give me, too complicated for her." The way Gabriel looked at Sam then, an eyebrow raised, the taller man knew exactly what it was Kali hadn't been able to give him. Squeezing Gabriel's hand, Sam turned to Bobby who was watching them intently.

"I already knew about Sigyn and Angrboða, and his kids," turning back to Gabriel, Sam couldn't help but blush slightly. "I did a little bit of research into Loki's mythology to try and fill in some of the blanks… and umm…" pausing for a moment, Sam couldn't stop the question from coming out of his mouth. "When you said you had a son from someone else besides Sigyn and Angrboða… did you really give birth to a horse?"

Gabriel groaned and leaned his head back against the back of the couch. He knew that eventually someone would ask, but he had been banking on it not being when everyone was together. Dean choked on his drink, as did John when Sam asked his question, although Bobby remained silent, waiting for the answer.

"I told you Sam… I was really really drunk, and I couldn't think of another way to stop them from building that damn wall. I did not intend to get pregnant, but I had to be a fully functioning mare to entice Svaðilfari." A soft smile played on Gabriel's face for a moment. "While I didn't anticipate his birth, I don't regret having Sleipnir. He's a strong boy, and while he doesn't have my shape-shifting abilities he can travel between worlds. Odin wouldn't have taken Sleipnir as his steed unless he also saw his protentional and strength."

It was easy to tell how proud Gabriel was of his children, and while Sam had known absently who Gabriel's children were, this was the first time he had confirmation on just who Gabriel sired. It was one thing to know that your lover was a god, but Sam hadn't truly realized exactly what kind of beings Gabriel had sired. If he was honest, knowing Gabriel had fathered such powerful beings was a bit intimidating.

"Wait you mean you gave birth to your kid? I mean… you can get pregnant?"

Deans outburst of shock shook something in Sam as well. That was something Sam hadn't thought of before, while typically he was on the receiving end, could he get Gabriel pregnant? The thought of having a baby with the man, of seeing Gabriel's stomach swollen with child brought a warmth threw him. The warmth died however at Gabriel's next words, their hands still intertwined.

"Not with a human. I can change my body to become female if I want, but I can't have a child with a human." Explained Gabriel only to be cut off by John who seemed upset on Sam's behalf.

"So what, humans are good enough to have sex, but not to breed with?"

With a shake of his head, Gabriel leaned against Sam, wanting to keep as much physical contact as possible. "It's not my rule, it's just how things are. Enough about me though, aren't we here to solve your demon problem?"

Although it wasn't a smooth transition, they began to talk about how to trap the demon. Along with how to trap them, John mentioned how he had managed to obtain a gun which was believed would do the job. Sam tried to pay attention to the plans being thrown around him, but his mind was stuck on Gabriel's latest bit of information. It didn't make sense that the god couldn't have kids with a human. There were loads of legends about demigods, and while Sam didn't believe they were all true, at least some of it would be.

What wasn't Gabriel telling them?

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