Over the next couple of months, Castiel's stomach was growing bigger. It was now in the beginning of June and Castiel was 31 weeks pregnant – only a bit over two months away from having the baby. His cravings for weird food had increased and he had also started having mood swings, which Dean sometimes found rather amusing. He would get angry over nothing, suddenly start crying over a sad movie, or just be annoyed and grumpy for no apparent reason.

They had started preparing the one empty bedroom for the baby. Sam and John had helped Dean clean up the room, put on a new carpet and paint the walls. They had bought most of the furniture for the room so far, and had shopped for baby stuff, a crib, some toys and clothes. All the shopping and preparation had made them both excited and impatient to finally have the baby, but there were still a lot of things that needed to be done before she came.

Sam and Jess had both turned eighteen in May, and Gabriel had turned twenty-eight. Unfortunately, Dean hadn't been able been able to attend Sam and Jess' joined birthday party in mid-May because of his injuries.

Dean had had an accident at work in early May. It was an accident that wasn't supposed to happen and was caused by one of his colleague's carelessness. Dean had been working on the underside of a car and had asked his colleague to adjust the car jack which held up the car. Unfortunately, the car jack his colleague had put under the car previously was an old, damaged one, and it broke when the colleague adjusted it; causing the car to fall down on Dean and press on his chest. The car jack had still been holding up most of the weight, but the impact and the pressure had been enough to break two of Dean's ribs and bruise three other ribs. His left wing had also suffered a few bruises, but it wasn't anything serious. Rufus had called an ambulance and Castiel's number right away.

Castiel had never been more worried about Dean, even though the demon assured him he was quite alright. He had insisted that Dean rested all the time and shouldn't go to work until he was ready, and when he was home he always tried making his mate feel as comfortable as possible.

Dean liked that the angel worried about him, but he didn't like being in the position of being taken care of – he felt that he was the one that should take care of Cas now that his mate was pregnant and growing bigger every day.

Castiel had also refused to have sex with Dean while the demon was hurting. It frustrated Dean to no end, but he had managed to persuade Cas to limit themselves to hand jobs, blowjobs, Castiel's oil glands and Dean's tail, which were better than nothing, but he still missed the more intimate sex.

In June, Dean was getting better and the doctor had said that his ribs had healed already and that he was almost as good as new. It would still be a few days or more until everything was the same as before.

When Dean returned from the doctor visit, Castiel was already home from his work. He had taken the bus lately because Dean couldn't drive him (at least not when his injuries were at their worst), and he had never learned how to drive himself because he had never had a need for it.

Dean made a note to himself to teach Cas how to drive after the baby was born.

"Hey, gorgeous, I'm back from the doctor," Dean grinned when he entered the apartment.

Castiel was in the kitchen, cursing at the oven which was causing him trouble. His big, swollen stomach was getting slightly in the way when cooking, but he had gotten used to that now. He had started wearing maternity clothes two months ago because none of his former clothes fit anymore.

He looked up when Dean appeared and smiled at his mate.

"Did they heal already?"

"Yep, the doctor says I'm as good as new," Dean grinned and went forward to place his hands on his angel's hips, pulling him flush against himself. He leaned in and kissed Castiel's neck tenderly, who shivered in response.

"I'm very happy that you've healed, Dean," Castiel smiled. Dean pulled back to look at him.

"So am I," Dean grinned and winked at him, suggestively.

Castiel rolled his eyes. Dean's hands caressed the angel's swollen stomach, which was nice and big now and prevented him from standing closer to Cas, before stepping back and going into the entrance hall to take off his shoes.

Castiel observed as Dean kicked off his shoes carelessly, and let them be on the floor rather than inside the shoe drawer cabinet, which was right next to him. The demon was too tired to really care about putting his shoes in the right place right when he came home, and Castiel's narrowed his eyes at the small trail of dirt on the floor where Dean had walked. He growled in annoyance.

"Dean, I'm sick of telling you not to put your shoes in the middle of the hallway! I almost tripped over them this morning! And I am tired of all the dirt you drag in here because you're too lazy to clean your shoes outside on the mat. I feel like I am the one cleaning this place all the time, and I'm sick and tired of it because I can barely bend down and it makes my back hurt!" Castiel complained, his voice almost cracking at the end. He felt frustrated and angry, and suddenly his eyes started tearing up a little as all the frustration flowed around inside of him.

Dean stared at him in shocked surprise, eyes wide.

"Whoa, Cas, what's wrong?"

He understood the angel's frustrations with him being messy sometimes, but Castiel usually didn't give him this kind of reaction, nor did he usually start tearing up about it.

Castiel stared back at him with a helpless expression on his face, and Dean's face softened a bit.

"Cas, are you having mood swings again?" Dean asked, smirking slightly in amusement.

Castiel's posture softened a bit. "I don't know, I guess so. I just suddenly felt very angry and frustrated," he muttered. He took a deep breath and his wings relaxed behind him.

"I'm sorry for being a messy-head, Cas, it's an old habit, I've never been a very tidy person. I'll try to improve, I promise, and I'll clean up after myself," Dean promised and went to throw his shoes into the cabinet right away. He would take care of the dirt on the floor afterwards.

"I know, Dean, and I'm sorry for what I said," Castiel sighed.

Dean chuckled and pulled Castiel close to his body again. "Don't be sorry, I deserve getting scolded every now and then. But I can't help but find your regular mood swings kind of amusing sometimes."

"It's not amusing," Castiel muttered, annoyed, "especially not with this stupid oven that continues to annoy me. I don't know what kind of idiot made it so confusing for it to obey my orders."

Dean laughed. "Getting owned by an oven, Cas?" he teased.

"That oven does not own me, Dean," Castiel frowned at him, puzzled. He glared when Dean barked out a laugh and ruffled his hair fondly.

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After having eaten dinner and talking about their day, they went to shower, separately, and headed to bed afterwards.

Tonight, Dean was excited to go to bed, because now he was finally able to have sex with Cas again. The angel had said he didn't want them to have intercourse until the doctor had said that Dean was healed, in fear that their activities might cause the demon pain or worsen his injuries. Dean thought it was ridiculous but he couldn't force Cas.

After they lay down on the bed and had gotten comfortable, Dean leaned over towards Castiel and spooned up behind him. The angel hummed and moved his wing so Dean would have better space behind him. They were both naked; the summer heat made it unbearable to sleep with clothes on.

Dean kissed Castiel behind the ear and caressed his soft wing. Castiel sighed and leaned into his touch.

But when Dean moved closer and his erection poked against Castiel's lower back, the angel tensed up and slowly pushed the demon away.

Dean frowned at him. "What? I've healed, Cas, I'm not going to get hurt."

"That's not it," Castiel muttered and looked away.

"Then what is?" Dean prompted, rubbing circles into Cas' shoulder as he waited for an answer.

Castiel hesitated a bit and averted his eyes. "I… I'm big, Dean. I look… fat. It's not very attractive." He stared down at his stomach, which was already twice as big as it was in March, and which was growing slowly every day. They hadn't had penetrative sex (only with Dean's tail) for over a month because of Dean's injuries, and his stomach had grown quite a lot during that time and it made him very self-conscious all of sudden.

Dean blinked at him, stunned. "'Not attractive'—" he repeated, before growling and pushed the angel over, making the angel lie on his back with the demon leaning over him.

Castiel yelped in surprise and stared back into Dean's eyes as the alpha demon pinned him on the bed.

"Cas, you are not 'fat', you are pregnant – there is a big difference. And second, you are freaking hot like this; heavy and swollen with child – our child, which I put in you. Fuck, Cas, you're just as hot when you're pregnant as you were when you were thin and had a beautiful, flat stomach. Heck, I actually think I find you even sexier like this. So don't say that you are unattractive – you are big because you and I love each other, and because you allowed me to get you this way, and that in itself is sexy."

Dean's hand rested on the angel's stomach, possessively, and his eyes never left Cas' while he spoke.

Castiel stared up at him with his wide, blue eyes. "Dean, I…"

Dean growled and captured the angel's lips in a kiss. Castiel struggled at first but soon submitted; melting into the kiss and Dean's loving touch when the demon continued to pay attention to his stomach.

"Let me prove to you that you are still hot, Cas," Dean murmured against his lips.

Castiel didn't have time to reply before Dean kissed his neck and jugular, which made the angel shiver and gasp. The demon's hands roamed over his chest, shoulders, and finally to his belly. Dean growled against his neck as his hands travelled, possessively, over the soft skin on his belly. He trailed his teeth along the sensitive skin on the angel's neck, feeling Castiel's entire body tremble.

"Dean," the angel whined and bucked slightly.

Dean was pleased with the reaction, and he kissed his way down the angel's torso, feeling his mate shiver again, before reaching the heavy, pregnant bump. He kissed Castiel's stomach; feeling slight movements from inside that made him smile.

"She's moving, Cas," Dean grinned against his skin.

"I know, I can feel it," Castiel breathed and smiled.

Dean kissed the bump, tenderly, and Castiel closed his eyes and purred. The bond flared with Dean's love for their unborn child and his possessiveness over Cas and the baby bump.

Castiel sighed and leaned into his touch.

Dean leaned up to claim the angel's lips in a kiss again, and reached his hand down to circle the angel's entrance, which was slowly becoming wet. He teased a bit, making Castiel growl impatiently and try to push back on his fingers. Dean chuckled at him before pushing his fingers inside, scissoring and preparing him, listening to his moans. Then he pulled out his fingers and did the rest of the preparation with the tip of his tail.

Castiel gasped and bucked as the demon's tail entered him, and he clawed at Dean's biceps.

"Ah, Dean, your tail!" Castiel gasped and mewled under him. He pushed back on the tail, letting it slip further inside and moaned when it hit his sensitive spots. The tail's spike-formed tip rubbed perfectly against him inside, and he loved it when Dean used it on him.

Dean chuckled and kissed him again. He liked that the angel was so eager for his tail, but he didn't let his tail have much action today because he was too eager and impatient to finally have sex with his mate again. It had been a month and his cock was already aching painfully with the need to be inside Cas.

Dean pulled out his tail and quickly replaced it with his cock; shoving into the angel's body in one smooth move. Castiel cried out under him, his wings beating on the bed.

"Fuck, Cas," Dean groaned and thrust into the angel, slowly, and watched his mate stare wide-eyed at the ceiling above them, mouth open in a silent moan. "I fucking missed this so much, you have no idea," he growled.

"I do have an idea, Dean, I missed it, too," Castiel gasped, and pushed back onto Dean's cock, urging him to move more. "Harder, Dean, I need it," he growled, and dug his fingers into Dean's shoulders.

"Shit, Cas," Dean moaned and started to increase his thrusts. It was difficult to get a good angle in this position because he didn't want to crush the angel's stomach, and the bump was slightly in the way.

Castiel seemed to have noticed the problem too, because he groaned in frustration and gently pushed Dean off so he could turn around and get up on his hands and knees. The position was much better, but Dean was slightly disappointed that he couldn't look at his mate's swollen belly anymore.

He thrust into the angel again, loving how Cas made a keening noise and pushed back on his cock. The white wings spread out and lowered in submission as Dean thrust into the angel's body, hard and steady. Dean groaned and buried one hand in the soft feathers. Castiel cried out and his body trembled in response. His wings were extra sensitive lately, and Dean had taken advantage of that during his sick days.

He rubbed the sensitive oil glands, making Cas cry out in pleasure and oil leak from him. Dean loved the scent of the oil, and their bond reacted to him touching it and coating his fingers in it before rubbing it over a few of the angel's feathers, stimulating them further.

"Dean," Castiel whimpered.

Dean leaned down, his stomach and chest touching the angel's back, and bit at Cas' neck in a claim while he thrust hard into him. He felt Castiel accept the claim and moan, and the demon wrapped his arms around him to touch his belly.

"I love your pregnant belly, Cas, so fucking sexy," Dean growled and rubbed his hands over the swollen skin on Castiel's stomach. He aimed for the sensitive spots inside Castiel and made the angel cry out again when he hit them. He kissed him behind the ear, his hands never leaving the pregnant belly of his mate.

"Dean, I can't… Feels so good," Cas moaned, grasping the sheets tightly. "I missed feeling you inside of me like this."

"Fuck," Dean groaned at the angel's words. He could feel his climax approaching and knew the angel was close, too. His teeth nipped at Castiel's neck as he felt the need to stake his claim on his mate again. "Mine, Cas, only mine," he growled, and thrust hard into the angel to prove his point. His hands rubbed the angel's stomach, possessively.

"Ah! Only yours, Dean," Castiel gasped, and moved his wings up to brush against Dean's in submission and devotion.

That was enough to bring Dean over the edge. His wings pushed down against' Cas'; their feathers meeting and entwining with each other, while the alpha demon growled out his orgasm and came inside the smaller angel.

Castiel came, too; feeling Dean's seed enter him as the demon finally came, and feeling his hands caressing his heavy stomach lovingly. His knees almost gave out as he came, but Dean held him up and continued thrusting into him, slowly and gently, until his climax was over.

They collapsed on the bed afterwards. Dean took some tissues to clean his come off of Cas, and made sure the angel was comfortable before he pulled him in for a cuddle. Castiel sighed and nuzzled into Dean's feathers while the demon's softened wings wrapped around them, protectively.

Castiel hummed and enjoyed lying in Dean's arms and feeling his mate caress his skin and feathers lovingly. He closed his eyes and snuggled into Dean's warmth.

"Still think you're not attractive, Cas?" Dean suddenly asked. Castiel could hear the smirk in his voice.

"No… Your actions were rather convincing," Castiel muttered.

Dean laughed and pulled him closer. "Good, otherwise I would be a bad mate, wouldn't I."

"You're not a bad mate, Dean. You are everything I want in a mate," Castiel hummed against him. "With the exception of you being messy."

"It was a rhetorical question, Cas, you didn't need to answer it," Dean laughed.

Castiel smiled and leaned further into him.

"I'm glad I'm healed again. I've got a lot to make up for," Dean grinned.

Castiel looked up at him with a worried frown on his face. "I don't like when you are injured, Dean." He moved his hand over the demon's chest and ribs, and was happy that they were no longer looking bruised and sore. Dean was still as muscled as he always was, even though he hadn't been able to move as much for the past month.

Dean smiled at him. "Yeah, I don't like it either. But I was fine, really. Stop making it into such a big thing."

"You were in pain, Dean," Castiel pointed out, annoyed by Dean's attempt to be manly and try to wave off his injuries like they were nothing.

"It was nothing I couldn't handle."

Castiel rolled his eyes at him and prepared to sleep. Dean chuckled and rubbed the angel's stomach while he too lay back to sleep with Cas wrapped in his arms and wings.

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The next day was Saturday, and they woke up late. Once again, Castiel was feeling grumpy in the morning, and was annoyed when Dean tried to make him come out of bed to have something to eat. Eventually, Dean succeeded in persuading Cas to get up and eat something. It turned out that Cas was quite hungry, despite him rather wanting to stay in bed.

Dean had just finished cleaning the table and putting plates into the dishwasher when the doorbell rang.

They looked at each other. They weren't expecting any guests this weekend, and wondered who could be at the door.

Dean dried his hands and went over to open the door. When he opened it, there was a police offer standing outside the door. The human officer looked up as Dean answered the door and frowned at him.

"Is there an angel named 'Castiel Collins' – born 'Castiel Novak' – at this address?" the officer asked; peeking inside, curiously. He was obviously confused by having a demon answer the door.

Castiel and Gabriel had both changed their last names after leaving Michael's house to make it harder for their brother to track them down. They had different last names now to make it harder for Michael and Lucifer to see that they were brothers by looking at their new names.

Dean frowned at him. "Yeah, he lives here," he said, uncertainly, and stared at the officer. "What's this about?"

"I will have to talk to Castiel about that, sir."

Dean snorted and Castiel appeared in the door, frowning at the police officer. Dean stepped aside but still kept a close eye as his mate talked to the officer.

"I am Castiel. What can I help you with, officer?"

The officer looked between them and Castiel's pregnant stomach, before sighing. "I'm here to bring you unfortunate news. Your older brother, Michael Novak, was killed in a car accident two nights ago. He was driving drunk. There were no other victims."

Castiel completely froze. He stared at the officer and didn't move.

"Cas?" Dean asked, worried, when the angel didn't move and simply continued to stare at the officer in front of him. He wanted to put a hand on the angel's shoulder for comfort, but Castiel flinched when he moved, so he decided against it.

The officer stared at Castiel with sympathetic frown. "I know your brother had a restraining order against you and your other brother, Gabriel, but nonetheless you will need to go to your family lawyer to look through his will. Your brother, Gabriel, has also been informed about the accident. Although you did not get along with your oldest brother, I'm still sorry to bring you this news."

With those words, the officer said goodbye and left.

Dean managed to pull Castiel inside again and close the door.

The angel continued to stare at the floor in silence.

"Cas… talk to me, man," Dean said, worried.

Castiel finally snapped out of it. He blinked a few times before looking up at Dean.

"I think… I would like to sit on the couch and watch something on TV. Will you join me, please?"

Dean blinked at him, confused, before nodding. "Sure, Cas, whatever you prefer."

Castiel nodded, gratefully, and they settled down on the couch. He cuddled against Dean and rested his head against the demon's chest while they watched TV. The sound of Dean's heartbeat was soothing, and the demon stroked through his feathers while they sat there, silently.

It was ten minutes later when the angel finally spoke.

"I've always hated Michael," Castiel said, voice like a whisper.

Dean turned his attention away from the TV and looked down at Cas, who continued talking.

"I wasn't happy growing up with him as my guardian after our parents died. The only thing that kept me cheerful was Gabriel. I always feared Michael – he was authoritative and violent sometimes, he has hit me a few times when I disobeyed him, but never too violently. I'm not even sad that he is dead… Isn't it wrong not to be sad when your brother dies?" Castiel looked up at Dean, a sad and guilty expression on his face.

Dean's hand tightened around the angel. "No, Cas. Given the circumstances and how he treated you, it's not wrong that you aren't sad about it. Heck, I wouldn't be, either."

Castiel nodded and cuddled back against his mate. He rubbed his own stomach absently, feeling the baby shift inside of him, almost as if to tell him that Dean was right. Dean's hand joined his own on his stomach and he sighed.

They spent the rest of the day inside, talking and watching movies together.

Castiel was still slightly shaken. Not much because of Michael's death but because the dark things from his childhood and past were brought back to his mind again. He tried shaking them off and hoped that nothing else would come up to remind him of his darkest, most fearful memories again.

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Author's notes: No dark person yet, but Michael's death was the trigger for the dark person to appear. I'm guessing most people can figure out by now who the 'dark person' is ;)

I know that Jess' birthday is on the same day as Dean's, but I first realized that recently, so I took the liberty to change her birthday and make in May instead – at least for this story. I made Gabriel's birthday be the 1st of April – I think it suits him to have a birthday on April Fool's Day XD

Thank you so much for reading, please review :)