Okaaaaay, so apparently when I updated last night, instead of uploading this chapter I uploaded the same one! Ahhh! *Screams and hides behind couch* Sorry about that! Anyways, heres the new chapter!

My head was spinning, I wasn't quite sure what to make of the current scenario I was in. On one hand, I was angry at Noah but some part of me wanted to be happy for him? And once I admitted that, the angry side of me yelled at that side of me. I was literally having an argument in my brain. Also, why did Remy have to stop talking so soon? She's usually able to talk for awhile.
I was just sitting in my bed, staring at various object as I tried to organize my thoughts. I was tired, but not because I wanted to sleep. I was tired because there was so much going on. I just wanted it to stop. I mean- well- I honestly don't know anymore. Why couldn't I just have a normal life? Don't get me wrong, the whole hunting thing does actually appeal to me quite a bit, but I couldn't help but wonder what my life would be like if my dad hadn't gotten cancer. Should I still even call him that? It feels a little strange to now that I know he's not related to me, but then again, he's the one who took care of me. Not this 'great John Winchester' or whatever

I'm just so sick-

There was a knock on my door that very forcefully yanked me out of my depressing, rambling thoughts. I literally rolled off the bed with a loud 'thunk' on the floor and stood up to walk over to the door. I swung it open, maybe a bit too forcefully, and came face to face with Sam

"Hey, how you holding up?" He asked me

"Just fine" I said sarcastically

"Mhm" he said "How about you fill in some plot holes for me?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, not quite sure what he was referring to

"The whole screaming into the phone at Noah thing". He said with some very dramatic hand gestures

"Oh" I said dumbly

"Is everything ok?" He asked sincerely

"Well… I guess it depends on how you look at it"

Sam nodded his head "Can I come in?" He asked.

I sighed; why did everyone want to talk to me in my room? "Sure" I opened the door wider so he could walk in

"Alright" he started while sitting down on my bed "what's going on?"

"Uh.. Well- Noah called. At first I thought that he was just checking up on me- and at first he kinda did" I moved over to sit on a chair near my bed "then he started saying how he had to tell me something"

"Mhm. Then you started talking about how you're emo-"

"I am not emo!" I tried to justify

Sam laughed "Ok, ok"

"So he said he had to tell me something, and he was kinda avoiding the question, but I dragged it out of him. And he told me he had a girlfriend, not that big of a deal right?" Sam nodded his head "I told him I thought she would be bitch, and I was only half kidding. I don't know why but he tends to date bitchy girls"

Sam laughed "So I've heard"

"Mhm. Oh, but now it gets really good" I said sarcastically "He told me this girl is pregnant with his kid!"

"...Wow" Sam said lamely

"And that they're getting married! Like what the hell Noah?! Plus, they barely dated for 6 months and now they're engaged AND I haven't even met this girl yet!"

"Oh…" Sam trailed off, obviously not knowing what to say

"Yeah… I guess it's whatever though, nothing I can do about it" I tried to keep my anger about the subject down

"Well, I mean there is one thing you could do" Sam said

"And what would that be?" I asked suspiciously

"Well… You could meet her, ya know, give her a chance" Sam shrugged

My eyebrows shot up "Why the hell would I want to do that?!"

"Well… She is going to be the mother of your niece after all" Sam pointed out

That statement hit me like a ton of bricks "...I never even thought about that…"

"Yeah. You're gonna have to babysit now, and-"

"Woah, woah, woah" I interrupted "I never agreed to that!"

Sam laughed "Isn't that what you're supposed to do as an aunt?"

"Not a 13 year old one!" I exclaimed

Sam smiled "Alright. Do you want to go work on sparring?"

"Uh, sure" I said

"Alright" Sam said and led the way out of the room

I followed him, a bit reluctant because I wanted to continue sulking by myself but I figured it would be better for me if I went and practiced a bit

Dean wasn't sure why it just hit him then, but his head was spinning. He was going to have to fucking raise a 13 YEAR OLD GIRL. He didn't know shit about doing that! In a sheer panic he thought about maybe having Mo go live with Jody, but then he quickly realized he couldn't do something like that. He'd become quite fond of Mo, she was pretty cool and badass in her own way. She definitely fits the Winchester personality. Plus, what kind of last name is Bamonte-Grebis? How do you even spell that?
He heard a pair of footsteps enter the room, then less heavy ones follow. When the footsteps abruptly stopped he looked up from his hands to see Mo and Sam standing there with concerned expressions etched across their faces.

"Hey Dean, you ok?" Sam asked

"I'm fine" Dean answered, as usual

"What's wrong?" Sam asked

For a second, Dean almost answered him, but then his gaze quickly flitted over Mo and he stopped himself. Sam seemed to notice this and quickly understood

"We'll just talk later then" Sam said and led Mo out of the room

Dean was just so overwhelmed. He hastily got up and half walked, half ran to his room. Once he got there, he hastily closed the door and locked it. Then he began to pray, it was all he cold think of doing, praying to his angel as he slid down the door until he was sitting on the floor. He waited for a second, when nothing happened he was about to give up but then he heard the flutter wings that he'd grown fond of, and a familiar "Hello, Dean"

A smile slid its way onto Dean's face as he looked up "Hey, Cas" He said cooly

"Is.. Something troubling you?" Cas asked while squinting his eyes, and tilting his head in that adorable way that-

Woah! Woah, woah, woah. He did NOT just call Cas adorable… Because he's totally NOT adorable! Right?!

"Dean? What's wrong?" Cas asked him. When Dean didn't answer Cas looked around awkwardly then proceeded to awkwardly slide down the door next to Dean

His heart was racing with Cas sitting next to him. He didn't know what to say. He could feel the heat radiating from the angel next to him and instinctively leaned toward it. Before he knew what he was doing, his head was resting on Cas' shoulder and he heard the angels' breath hitch, but then he felt arms curling around him, pulling him closer towards the warmth of his angel. He didn't care that he was vulnerable, that so much had been going on lately. Because in that moment, time stood still. Time stood still as he sat there, curled in his angels' arms.
They sat there, motionless for what seemed like forever, when Castiel finally spoke "Dean, what's wrong?"

Dean sighed, the pleasant moment disappearing. "It's just... Mo's 13, ya know? And we dragged her into this life, no questions asked, and now she's got a demon tailing her brother. Also, she's 13 FUCKING YEARS OLD! She's got her whole life ahead of her and guess who's gonna have to raise her into it?! I can't raise a teenage girl, Cas!"

"Why not?" Cas asked cooly

"Wha-?! BE- Because she's- I- !" Dean stuttered

"And it won't just be you doing it. You'll have Sam, and Charlie, and me. I'm sure she would get along with Jody, and Bobby too. Besides, you're a great role model, I would know" Cas replied thoughtfully

"What do yo mean?" Dean asked softly

"Well, you were my role model, Dean" Cas said

"I was?" Dean asked, surprised

"Yes, who else would be?" Cas said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world

"So… You really think I can do this?" Dean asked

"Well, you'll have help, and you'll need to make frequent calls to Jody but otherwise, yes I think that you can" Cas said sincerely

"You're amazing, you know that?" The words rolled off of Dean's tongue before he could comprehend what he was saying

Next thing he knew, Dean was shifted until he was facing Cas, staring into the bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in his dark room. Cas moved closer to him until there was maybe a few centimeters between them. Dean's breath hitched as Cas searched his face, and before he even thought about what he was doing he closed the gap. His lips brushed Cas' and he heard the angels' breath hitch, he immediately regretted what he had done and began thinking of excuses until a firm hand grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. Cas kissing him back fiercely, almost hungrily, on the floor of Dean's dark bedroom.

Notes -
Ooooooookaaaaaaaaay. I'm sorry for not posting much and having a short chapter, but please please let me know what you think! I'm anxious to know! Also, I think I'm going to leave it up to you guys; do you want Noah to live or not? Let me know because it's up to you! There are some things that I want to have happen in this story but I'm not quite sure how to do it so I'm at a bit of a writers block right now! I will try to update as soon as possible but before that happens, I need an answer on wether we're going to say goodbye to Noah or not?.. Also, would you guys like to see more of Remy? And how do you feel about this whole destiel thing?