Getting closer to birth time, Dean needs a drink.

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"Dean? Dean?" Ellen snapped her fingers in front of his face. He dragged his gaze away from Cas and paid attention to what she was saying.

"Try to get holda that Doctor, will you? Even if we can't get Cas to him, we may be able to find out some details from him, like how the baby's gonna come out?"

Bobby came in then, carrying the first aid kit, hand sanitiser, and a pot full of boiling water.

Sam sat up suddenly from his spot on the floor near Cas, and drawled,

"You know we could just ask Cas. He's the angel having the baby."

Cas was awake and very aware of what was happening to his body. He rolled over to face them all, wincing a little, but smiling.

"Baby will be here in two hours and seven minutes Dean, "he whispered, holding out his hand to him. Dean rushed over and grabbed Cas' hand and kissed it, then held it against his cheek. Cas leaned over to him and kissed his mouth, saying

"Dean, I want to get up, it will be easier. Ellen, everything will be fine. But we will need to use a scalpel or a knife, some sort of blade to let baby out." Ellen hustled over and felt Cas' belly.

"Ooh, that was a strong one; you seem to be coping very well with the pain." She smiled.

Cas turned to Sam and said,

"It is really thanks to Sam's massaging, he has released natural pain reducing hormones and my grace is helping as well."

"I will need someone to cut me open, I think Dean will be able to do it, he has experience with this shi...stuff."

"Cas, I've never delivered a baby!"

"I'll deliver the baby Cas," Sam stood ramrod straight ready to do whatever was needed.

"You've never delivered a baby either!" Dean retorted, stung, "besides, it's my baby and I'll deliver it!"

"Would you idjits shut the hell up? I'm the Grandfather, I'll deliver it." Bobby stunned the rest of them into silence.

Cas looked at Ellen, and they both shook their heads, grinning at each other.

Cas began walking up and down the room, pulling Dean along with him.

"It is easier when I am walking, the pressure is much less."

Ellen came back into the room with some more baby requirements and a cup of tea for Cas and herself.

"Cas, you haven't mentioned any names you liked for the baby." Ellen said.

"Well," Cas looked a little sheepishly at Dean, "we did have a discussion about names which was not very productive."

"Oh no Dean! "Sam groaned, "What names did you want?"

Dean shrugged and raised an eyebrow,

"What makes you so sure it was my names? Cas wanted to name him after his brother!"

Ellen spoke up, "Which brother Cas?"

"Gabriel."

Dean pointed at the ceiling, as if Gabriel had taken up residence on the roof.

"He wanted to name my son after a Trickster! I couldn't believe it."

Cas stopped shuffling and said accusingly, "Well, I am not naming my son after a rock band!"

"Not after the band's name, the lead singer Cas, I explained this to you."

Sam had begun to laugh, and Dean saw that Bobby and Ellen were smirking too.

Sam asked curiously, "What singer dude?"

"Angus"

"From AC/DC" Cas supplied, sneering a little.

"Lemmy"

"Motorhead" said Sam, trying so hard not to laugh.

"These were the choices? Angus or Lemmy?" Ellen snickered "And what about girls' names?"

"Nah," Dean answered," Haven't really thought of any girls' names, I think it's a boy.

Cas just smiled, then did the head on the side thing, listening…

"Cas? " Dean grabbed both of Cas' arms at the elbows, "what's goin 'on? Tell me," he nailed Cas with his eyes.

Cas bent over slightly, and Ellen rushed to his side. She put her hand on Cas' belly and then helped him to straighten up.

"Wow! Those contractions are getting really strong now, here, this may help."

She made Dean stand up very straight, and looped Cas' arms over his neck.

Dean looked bewildered, and Ellen explained

"You can hold Cas through the contraction, rub his back but take some of the weight too, ok?"

She smiled at them, and turned to Bobby and Sam,

"Well, how about you guys get to disinfecting this room? And I want clean sheets on the bed, clean blankets covering the windows and lots more light. Would you arrange that for me boys?"

Sam and Bobby got to work, as Dean held Cas, and rubbed his back. Cas stood up slowly and a glow came from his belly as his grace washed away the rest of the pain.

There was a knock at the back door, and Sam ran to open it. He returned with Dr Robert, and Dean and Ellen sighed with relief and slumped into the chairs near the bed.

Dr Robert strode in, and nodded to Bobby

"How's that back of yours, Bobby?" without waiting for an answer he stated, "be much better if you lost some weight, you know. Dean, how you coping? Ellen, my sweet girl. I'm so relieved to have someone with a bit of sense here."

Ellen blushed and walked into Dr Robert's arms as jaws dropped around the room.

"We're old friends," she smiled gently. Dr Robert stepped away and looked carefully at Cas,

"Ah yes, one can see the glow, the radiance. This will be a wonderful birth." He smiled at Cas and led him to the newly disinfected and clean sheeted bed. He turned to face the others, and ordered

"Ok, now I need my car unpacked and everything brought up here, as quick as you can now Bobby, scoot, you too Sam."

He turned back to the bed and helped Cas to lie down. He pulled up Cas' shirt, and smiled admiringly at his large belly.

"Now Cas, I'm gonna feel around to find out where the baby is and, Ellen, would you time the contractions please?"

Ellen stated matter of factly "They're around five minutes apart, and they're very strong."

Dr Robert nodded and hummed as he felt around Cas' belly, then twinkled at him.

"How long have you known, Cas?" Cas smiled happily and said,

"For a few weeks now. I was keeping it as a surprise."

Dean looked suspiciously at Cas and Dr Robert, and Ellen gulped,

"What aren't you telling me? Is there something wrong? "Dean and Ellen gabbled together.

Dr Robert smiled again at Cas, and said

"No, nothing's wrong, the babies are fine." He turned away to pull gloves on.

"Oh good, "said Ellen

"I'm so glad you're here Doc, I really didn't want to slice Cas open."

Then Dean and Ellen looked at each other, and Dean grabbed Dr Robert by the arm.

"Ur, did you just say babies? As in more than one?"

Dr Robert nodded absently and mumbled,

"Yes I did."

"Twins?"

"Yes, twins Dean. Now, would you go and get gowns and caps for everyone, Bobby should have the stuff in here by now."

"Dean?" a tiny whisper came from the bed. Dean turned and went to Cas, grabbing his hand and kissing him lightly on the cheek.

"Are you angry with me, Dean?" Cas looked hopefully at him, "Is it a nice surprise, Dean?"

"Casss," Dean moaned, "No I'm not angry with you, and yes it's a nice surprise, I'm just a bit stunned is all." He patted Cas' head and went out, muttering,

"Shit I need a drink."

He walked out into the hall, where Bobby and Sam were waiting with bags and boxes. He motioned them silently with his hand to follow him downstairs.

He stalked straight over to the hunter's helper, and poured three shots quickly.

Bobby and Sam had followed him, and Sam hissed urgently,

"What's up Dean is there a problem?"

Dean's eyes widened and he grabbed his brother's arm for support.

"There's two of them."

Bobby and Sam looked at each other, puzzled.

"Huh? Two what?"

Dean tossed back the shot and quickly poured another and downed that too.

"Babies, there's two babies, we're having twins!" he whispered tightly.

Sam whooped and grabbed Dean into a hug, Bobby clapped him on the back.

"Well done, boy!"

"Bobbyyy, Sam, don't you get it? There's two babies coming. Not one, but two."

Sam stopped hollering and said seriously, looking into Dean's face.

"Dean, what's wrong? It's great news. You'll have a ready-made family."

"I don't know how to be a father!" Dean choked and his eyes watered.

"I thought I would be okay with one, but now there's two of them who'll get their lives screwed up."

His breath hitched, and a tear slid down his cheek.

"Dean, listen to me boy, "Bobby grabbed his arms and shook him lightly. "You are not your father, you have learned from his mistakes. Look how you cared for Sam. It won't be easy, but we'll all help you."

Sam patted Dean's back,

"Sure we will, I've been researching, and it doesn't look that hard."

Sam looked offended as Bobby chuckled,

"Thank heavens Ellen will know what to do."