Ha! I love this one. It came to me out of nowhere. I hadn't really planned of giving Dean and Cas any kids, but the first few lines of this one-shot came to me, and I couldn't stop laughing. So, I knocked Cas up and gave them a brood. You'll learn more and more about the kids, (both Dean and Sam's) in future one shots. Also, I NEVER liked Cassie, Dean's girl or whatever from season 1. She treated Dean terriably, and I just couldn't stand her. So, I took out my anger on her as well :)


"Cas, you're not doing this."

"Yes, I am Dean. I'm an Archangel. I'm Heaven's most fearsome and powerful weapon. I can do what I want."

"An Archangel that got kicked out!"

"And then was welcomed back after we disposed of the Leviathan! Gabriel made me his second-in-command!"

"Angel, I don't care if God made you the head bitch of the universe, I'm pushing the buggy. You're 7 months pregnant." Dean said with finality. Cas scowled at him, but relented control of the shopping cart.

"You're buying me 8L of mint-chocolate ice cream for this." She muttered, wandering ahead of him. Dean shook his head, grabbing a couple of things off the self. Canned food was the only thing he or Cas had any talent cooking, so whenever they made a food run, he always made sure to get a shit ton of Alphageties. Cas had become obsessed with them right after she got pregnant.

Freaking pregnant. Cas. His angel. They were having a baby. A little boy, if the ultrasounds were anything to go off of. They even had a name all picked out, with a little help from Sam and Sarah: John Gabriel. Despite how regularly Cas's brother pissed Dean off, they owed a lot to the Archangel, and naming their son in his honor? Well, Dean decided that that was payment enough, and they were officially square.

Lost in his musings about upcoming fatherhood, Dean almost crashed his cart into someone else's. He started apologizing before he even looked at the other person.

"Oh, shit sorry, I was thinking about…"

"Dean?" the 'stranger' asked incredulously. Dean knew that voice.

"Cassie?" he asked, looking up at her. It was most definitely Cassie, looking almost 10 years older than the last time he saw her, but Cassie none the less.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. Dean laughed.

"I live here now. We have a place out by the Salvage Yard. What are you doing here?" he asked. It certainly was a good question. Why was Cassie at the Sioux Falls Wal-Mart, of all fucking places?

"A friend of mine lives out here, she just got over her cancer and a bunch of us are celebrating… wait, we? You and your brother live here?" she asked. Dean couldn't contain his grin.

"Yeah, me and Sam and Sam's girl and Cas." He replied. Cassie raised an eyebrow.

"Cas? A friend of yours from work, or…?" she inquired. Dean chuckled.

"We met in the line of duty. But she's more than a friend. She's around here somewhere…" he added, before he heard the angel's voice.

"They were out of mint-chocolate. Dean, we are going to have to search every store in this town until we find… oh. Cassie." She said, stopping dead in here tracks, eyes flicking between Dean and his old flame.

"Wow. She's very… is it yours?" Cassie asked, turning back to Dean. Dean was beaming at Cas.

"Yeah. They both are." He replied. Cas finally smiled back at him, dumping an ass load of junk food into the cart.

"So, how did you meet Dean?" Cassie asked, seeming genuinely interested. Cas snickered.

"I pulled him out of the fire, you could say." She replied, and Dean barked a laugh. That certainly was one way of putting it.

"So, do you hunt ghosts too, or..?" Cassie pressed.

"I hunt lots of things. Though, not very much lately." Cas replied, stroking her swollen belly. Dean resisted the urge to lean over and kiss the peak of it.

"So, what's Cas short for?" she asked, looking between the both of them.

"Castiel." Dean replied. Cassie looked surprised.

"Like the angel?" she asked. They both looked at her in shock.

"How did you know that?" Dean asked. Cassie shrugged.

"Guilty pleasure. Angels are really interesting. I know all the ones for the days of the week. Castiel is the Angel of Thursday, right?" She asked. Cas burst out laughing. An unusual reaction, but Dean blamed the mood swings.

"Yes, I certainly am." Cas replied. Cassie blinked a few times.

"Wait, you mean to tell me she's…?"

"The actual Angel of Thursday? Yes, yes she is." Dean replied, unable to keep the hint of pride from his voice. He deserved it. He scored an angel.

"… Your life is so strange." Cassie replied, shaking her head, "Well, I should get going. The girls are expecting me back in a few. It was really nice to see you again Dean, and great to meet you Castiel. Good luck, I suppose." She said, disappearing off into another isle. Dean and Cas stood silent for a few seconds.

"She was jealous." Cas announced, walking off in the direction of the candy. Dean snorted.

"How could you tell?" he asked. He got the 'Archangel, dumbass' look for his troubles.

"I hear thoughts, Dean. She figured if she couldn't keep you, no one could. Too bad for her." Cas announced, tossing four packs of gummy bears into their cart.

"Too bad for everyone. I knocked you up, angel. You're never getting rid of me now." Dean replied, kissing her cheek. Cas smiled warmly up at him.