"Dean!" Dean felt a warmth surround him. He opened his eyes to see himself sprawled out on the bed, with Cas on top of him. Cas' arms were gently holding Dean's shoulders in a protective manner.

Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' waist and pulled him closer to his chest. "Cas," he breathed into his ear.

"Where have you been?"

"Don't you remember?" Dean's eyes searched Cas'.

Cas returned his gaze with confused eyes.

"It doesn't matter. I need to talk to you, Cas."

"Well, I'm here, Dean."

"Cas, I love you." Dean quickly uttered.

"What? I love you too, Dean. You said we were family, remember?"

"No, I mean…I mean I love you Cas. I want to be with you. Like watching cheesy chick flicks together, kissing in the back of the Impala, and eating casseroles. All of that. I want all of it with you."

Cas was silent for a few seconds, eyebrows furrowed, staring at Dean. He quickly slid his hands behind Dean's head and brought Dean's lips to his. All too happily, Dean returned the kiss. Dean smiled beneath the kiss. Finally.

"Um, whoa, awkward." Sam pulled the bag he was holding in front of his eyes.

Cas and Dean pulled apart, laughing. "Sammy! Hey, me and Cas are a thing now." The two sat up on the bed, but Dean kept his arm around Cas' shoulder.

"Well, finally. How long did that take? So when's the wedding?" Sam smiled, setting the grocery bag on the motel table.

Dean gave Sam a bitch face.

"I don't think Dean would ever get married. He's not the settling down type." Cas said.

"For you, I'm anything." Dean pecked Cas' cheek.

"Well, I'm going to go get another room. Let you two have this time. I know you've both been waiting a long time for it." Sam left and gently closed the door behind him, leaving the two alone.

"Question, Dean. Where did all this come from?" Cas asked, still sitting next to Dean on the bed.

"I just realized I was being a bit clueless, or stubborn, something. I don't know. I was being a jackass." Dean laced his fingers through Cas'. "What about you? So, you've had feelings for me and you've never said anything?"

"Dean, all of this is new to me. I knew I had a deeper bond with you than any other human, but I wasn't sure what it was. When I saw you and Lisa together, I realized I wanted that. With you. I just knew I could never have it. I buried my feelings. Hunting things, that's what we do. But I can't tell you how ecstatic I am you return the sentiment. I've been waiting for this a while." Cas smiled at Dean.

"So, you really do love me?" Dean's expression turned serious, fearing rejection.

"Yes, Dean. Why would I have stayed here so long, if I didn't? You think I like dirty motels and disgusting, cheap food?"

Dean laughed.

"Well, maybe we'll have to find a house. And maybe you'll have to learn how to cook. Maybe we both will. But for now, we have a lot of catching up to do." Dean laid back on the bed and pulled Cas down with him.

Dean rolled over on top of Cas. He set his hands, forcefully on either side of Cas, trapping him. Cas set his hands on the sides of Dean's hips, sitting still under Dean. All Cas had as reference was a few dirty videos and watching a few other people interact.

Dean let his hips rest on top of Cas'. His lips gently connected with Cas. Dean seductively licked his lips, pleading with Cas to open up. Understandingly, Cas opened up, letting Dean glide his tongue in. The two moved in sync, backs and hips rolling in relation to the other's. Ferocity fueling their pleasure. Pulling, tugging each other closer. Begging for the touch of the other. Their deep kissing, unparalleled to anything the other had experienced. Heat exuding from their bodies from the intensity of their fervent make out session. The years of denying and ignoring feelings, pouring out only inciting more eagerness. Teeth clanked, tongues mixed, hair tugged in a fanatical passionate moment.

Exhausted from their intense session, Dean finally rolled over onto his back next to Cas. Huffing, Cas reached his hand over to Dean's and held it in his. Dean smiled, staring at the popcorn ceiling of the cheap motel. This is exactly what he wanted.

"Cas, will you sleep with me tonight?"

"Uh, Dean, I know you're a very promiscuous person, but I'm not entirely sure I'm as ready for that as you are."

"No, you dope. I mean eyes closed, no consciousness sleep."

"I…I can try." He fluffed the pillow beneath him, preparing himself for slumber. Something he hadn't experienced before. He closed his eyes and set his head back on the pillow.

After a few seconds, he broke the silence in the room, "I don't think this is working, Dean."

Dean sighed. "Here." He rolled over on to his side and pulled Cas to his chest. He draped his arm around his waist and nuzzled his nose into Cas' neck. Cas stiffened under his hold.

Feeling sleep come over him, Dean wound his leg through Cas'. Cas melted into Dean and nestled into Dean. He hugged onto Dean's arm and closed his eyes. Soon, his breath had slowed and he was in a dream state. Dean gently brought his head up and looked at Cas. The gentleness in his face Dean had recognized before was ever so present in his Cas' face. Dean smiled. Finally content, he fell asleep next to Cas.

"DEAN!" Dean sat straight up at the sound of panic in Cas' voice.

"What?" He turned to see a large bump covering Cas' exposed stomach. It started moving. "What the hell?"

"I don't know what it is." Cas' eyebrows were brought together in a concerned manner.

Dean reached out to touch the skin that seemed to be like rolling waves. The thing inside Cas reacted. A small slit opened in his skin. Cas' face turned flush. A small hand popped out. Dean reached over and gently pulled it out. The baby shriek came out of its small mouth and then it started bawling. Dean gently held it in his arms while searching for a towel to cover it. He wrapped it up and returned to Cas. The opening on Cas stomach slowly disappeared and he returned to normal.

"What the hell just happened?" Dean's mouth was open in horror.

"I…I don't know." Cas rubbed his stomach and slowly pulled his shirt back down. He stood up to walk over to Dean and the fidgeting figure in his arms. Dean saw movement in the mirror above the dresser in the motel room. He looked directly at it and saw Aphrodite smiling with an older looking woman next to her. He turned to look behind him and then back at the mirror. The only people in the room were him, Cas and the baby.

"Dean, I think this is our baby." Cas gently rubbed the little hair that she had. "But we didn't-"

"It was Hera." Dean looked down at the baby cooing at him.

"Hera?" Cas smiled down at the baby girl.

"Hera, the goddess of fertility. I'll explain later. What should we name her?"

"Sophie Mary Winchester." Cas grabbed her from Dean's arms and rocked her back and forth. Dean wrapped his arm around Cas and they both stood and stared at their new daughter.

A/N: Sorry the end got a bit weird haha I had no idea how else to write it?