*The Hamster Dance~ Hampton the Hamster (You rule Cas! :D)

"Bounce in time to the beat

Hey, you don't even have to move your feet

Just shake your hand I want to see ya move

Now spin around and feel the groove!"

"Well, it could have went worse I guess," Sam commented.

Gabriel scoffed. "I'm pretty sure that was Dean's version of a congratulations banner and a bouquet of roses."

They walked hand in hand down the sidewalk downtown, the fading twilight leaving them lit mostly by overhead streetlamps. A few people threw scornful glances in their direction, eyes flicking down to their joined hands, but Sam and Gabriel could care less. They'd survived telling Dean. That deserved celebration.

"I'm hungry," Gabriel said.

"For what?" Sam wasn't entirely sure he wanted the answer.

"Hmm…a chocolate bar dipped in peanut butter covered with toffee."

Sam got a toothache just thinking about it. "Well, let's go get some ice cream."

He'd spotted a quaint little ice cream shop ahead, and they wandered in to find every flavor imaginable as well as an insanely large array of toppings. Gabriel looked like he'd died and gone to Heaven. Well, gone back to Heaven. Sam got French vanilla with chocolate fudge on top, and Gabriel got his chocolate ice cream with peanut butter and toffee on top.

They were the only two people in the dimly lit establishment, and they sat contently a table by a window, sampling the other's ice cream and then going back to their own. Perhaps it was a sickeningly typical thing for a couple to do, sitting in a little dessert shop sharing ice cream, but they had never been happier than when they were together. Sam relaxed, letting his walls slip down. Normally he was on constant high alert, but he decided to enjoy his time with Gabriel and just be for awhile.

When they finally finished their ice cream, paid for it, and left, it had started to rain. Gabriel pouted in a way Sam found precious before manifesting an umbrella, which Sam took from the archangel's hands and held over them as they walked. Gabriel smiled and leaned against Sam's side. Rain fell in a steady sheet from the sky as if Heaven was crying. Well, it certainly wasn't crying, but…

*In Heaven*

"More sugar in your tea, John?" God asked.

"Na, I'm good, thanks," the father of the Winchester brothers replied.

Mary took a sip of hers and smiled. "Thank you for inviting us to join you for tea. What's the occasion?"

"Sam's going to be a father in a few months. I thought you might like to know."

"Oh my-" Mary started, but cut herself off. Somehow she didn't think saying "Oh my God" while having tea with Him was all that good of an idea.

"By who?" John asked gruffly.

"One of my children, actually. He sent me a prayer just a few hours ago warning me that your eldest boy was attempting to slaughter him." Neither Winchester parent seemed to notice the use of "he" instead of "she."

John smiled. "That's my boy."

"John!" Mary scolded.

God cleared his throat to gain their attention before continuing. "This child of mine that is carrying Sam's firstborn is not just any angel. Sam has impregnated Gabriel."

John stood up so fast that the table almost fell over, his voice loud enough to make Mary and yes, even God, cringe. "SON OF A-"

*On Earth - Dean and Sam's Motel Room*

Sam casually looked up from his laptop. "Dean, call me crazy, but I could swear I heard Dad cussing just now."

"Me too."

"Huh. Weird."

"Yeah."

Sam returned to checking his email and Dean returned to doodling on a piece of motel stationary, unaware that their parents were currently in Heaven having tea with God.

Meanwhile, Cas and Gabriel had found a baby store and Cas was helping his brother shop for stuffed animals. Gabriel wanted some around for when the baby was born. They were debating between a stuffed purple bunny with massively large floppy ears and a furry green frog when they suddenly looked up in perfect unison.

Gabriel quirked an eyebrow. "Ya know, I thought I just heard my future father-in-law…"

Cas gave his famous head-tilt-of-the-Lord. "As did I. I was not aware that sound carried so well from Heaven."

"Noah's Arc. Duh. You can Google it."

"What is a Google?"

They continued bickering whilst God, Mary, and John had cookies for dessert. Who knew Heaven was such a great place for tea parties?

"Dee dee da do do do do

Dee da do do…"