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Chapter Fourteen
Sam couldn't stop the moan of pain from escaping his mouth and Bobby sighed before coming over to find out what the problem was. Chewing on his lip, he wondered when the Braxton hicks contractions started getting so close together. He let out a gasp when another one came on and curled up, hoping to relieve the pain. It didn't.
"Bobby I think something's wrong," he admitted softly and Bobby stopped in his tracks. Hell no, he thought. He already had to suffer seeing Sam and Cas go at it. He was not about to witness the horrors of child birth! "Bobby…."
"When did your water break?" Bobby asked all of a sudden and Sam came to realize what he nearly shoved in the back of his mind. He groaned, forgetting to answer as he curled up even more and tried to relieve the pain. "You idjit! You're going into labor!"
Glancing at his watch, he noticed it was almost eleven o'clock. He was about to continue when Sam let out a shout. Bobby wheeled out of the way and eyed Phanuel with disgust. Did this angel really think he was this stupid? He wasn't born yesterday.
"So what is the reason for this pleasant surprise?"
"The abomination should have never been made!" he shouted. Sam's eyes widened if at all possible but just as Bobby was going to tell him to keep his pants on, it looked like another painful contraction hit. Those were getting pretty painful and regular and looking at the clock, he hoped the boys got back soon since it was hitting eleven fifteen and he had an angel wanting to go at their throats with a knife. Bobby sighed and held his shot gun on his shoulder. Did they really think he would allow them to hurt Sam so easily? They were a bunch of morons and worse than the boys even on their worst days.
"Bobby, I think it's getting a little worse…" Bobby sighed at the moan that ripped through Sam's throat. He was keeping it together for now though and he really had to concentrate on getting the damn angel out of here.
"Right and you should have said something the first time you started experiencing pain Sam. What's wrong with you idjits anyways? You hide the fact that your water broke! For that you could wait a minute and keep your-Well it's going to be taken off soon enough anyways-"
Sam chose the moment to scream and only caused Bobby to roll his eyes.
"Always the drama queen Sam. You can blame Cas for this one though. He is the one that gave you the baby and now you have to go through the pain of getting it out of ya-"
He covered his eyes and chose to instead watch the angel. The angel who disappeared.
"Shit, Sam lay back onto the couch and stay here," he warned him. Sam moaned pitifully and Bobby made a face. "Maybe that'll teach you not to screw, fuck, or whatever you kids call it these days wherever you see fit!"
He was about halfway out when he realized he actually wanted to add more to it now that he actually had Sam's full attention.
"And just for the record, you owe me a new kitchen counter!"
With that mission completed, he had to find angel boy and make sure he stayed away from Sam. Goody, he thought rolling his eyes. Ain't this going to be fun.
"Dean can I ask you something?"
Dean looked over and Cas paused for a moment, as though thinking of a way he could divulge the information without seeming insensitive. After a moment, Dean made a soft noise at the back of his throat and Cas quickly cleared his.
"Did you possibly like Gabriel more than just a friend?"
The other was silent for the longest moment, just focusing on the driving that Cas assumed he wasn't going to answer. How he couldn't have noticed the reason that Gabriel came over so often more than normal, he wouldn't forgive himself. He always assumed that it was because of the fact that he loved the idea of being an uncle but it seemed now that it had always been something more.
"I did and I still do. Gabriel has always spoke his mind despite being against all his siblings and he would speak against you too if he thought you were being stupid." Dean paused to clear his eyes and went on. Cas didn't stop him and stayed silent so he could provide his support. "The baby was the reason he originally started to hang around. Then it became more than just Cas's and Sam's baby. First it was a little kiss here and there and after that it was making out in the shower. The thing is though, I don't think it would have honestly lasted this long. It wouldn't have. But I'm glad I had the time with Gabriel that I did. I won't ever forget it and I feel-"
"Did you love him?"
Dean glared at Cas and Cas backed down, looking back to the front. He heard a sigh and turned back to the elder Winchester as they pulled into the lot. It was really starting to get really repetitive. He didn't want to lose people and for some reason, losing Gabriel was just about as bad as losing his dad. Dean didn't want to admit it, but he felt a small void in his heart now that the angel was gone. Nothing else could plug up that hole that was still freshly bleeding though.
"Yeah," he finally mumbled, turning off the engine and leaping out of the car in an attempt to catch up to Cas in their way to get to Sam. "Yeah I do."
I loved him so very much, he thought silently. And I love him still.
Sam moaned and grunted but Bobby was probably looking for the angel in the basement. He moved to his right only to feel pressure on his head. He was about to scream when a hand covered his mouth.
"You really want your baby to die tonight? Stay quiet and start praying," Phanuel added. "Pray for repentance."
Sam gasped as the pain rushed through him and arched his back but couldn't really lift himself. The man had him pinned down and Sam really couldn't do much. With all the weight he was carrying, he was lucky if he could lift himself up even a little bit. He sank down and turned to his side, wrapping his arms around his abdomen in an attempt to stop the hurting.
"Okay, this is how this is going to go down, you will," he paused as though wondering how to go about doing this. Sam was in too much pain to care at the moment. "Uh," he lifted the waist band of Sam's pants but before he could do anything else, the click of a gun sounded.
"Get off of my brother you son of a bitch! Can't you see he isn't into you, you kinky sicko!"
Phanuel quickly brought a knife to Sam's throat making Sam wince in pain when a contraction shot through his belly. Cas paused, biting his lip. He didn't like seeing Sam in any amount of pain and seeing even this made him squirm in worry and angst.
"Is there anything you boys want to say to Samuel?" Phanuel asked. Dean glared and Cas scowled and it was only when Phanuel turned back to Sam that the younger Winchester opened his mouth.
"Yeah, I…uh….go actually," he got in through the pain. "GRRRR! STUPID!…..STUPID! …..Did this to me! You did this to me!"
Dean looked amused at that and turned to Cas wiggling his eyebrows.
"And that is how childbirth goes down for the boyfriend when his honey is in labor."
"This is normal? To blame someone else for the pain to have a child even though it is worth it in the long run-"
"It still hurts though," Dean just told him, cutting him off.
Cas sighed and nodded. It was pretty unfortunate that one of the greatest joys also caused a lot of pain. Phanuel seemingly lost interest with the conversation and pulled Sam up, initiating a string off curses from his mouth when Sam felt another contraction rip through.
"Hmmm," he moaned painfully.
Phanuel didn't seem to care.
Pulling him forward, he set the knife at the same point at the edge of his carotid artery to show he wasn't messing around. Sam could barely hold in the whimpers of pain and Cas fought his need to come to Sam's rescue. Phanuel opened a page lazily to the middle portion and seemed to be reading something in enochian for Cas recognized it and his eyes went wide. Before Phanuel could complete it by bringing the knife down on Sam, Phanuel fainted. Behind him was Bobby with a frying pan and a temper to match.
"Am I always going to have to save you idjits from hectic situations that could be avoided ninety nine percent of the time. How'd the demon hunt go? You found out the movement of the angels?"
"Yeah, Phanuel is the one enlisted to kill Sam and the baby-"
"He was planning on sacrificing the baby in the womb by using Sam's blood." Cas quickly told them. "Apparently the devil was willing to risk sacrificing his vessel to kill the baby."
Sam groaned and twisted until he was curled up again and Bobby seemed to notice finally that Sam seemed to be having closer contractions but he couldn't be sure, he was no doctor.
"I'll tie Phanuel in the panic room using holy fire to keep him there," Cas said.
"I just thought of something Bobby. If Archangels have more than grace like regular angels why are they still grounded?"
Bobby felt like slapping him.
"Earth to idjit! Powerful baby with powers nobody could comprehend causing a black out of powers until they actually come out! Talk about drama, I thought I honestly seen it all with you lot but this one takes the cake!"
"At least…yah didn't say…pie," Sam got out before whimpering some more. Bobby just shot a single glance his way before returning to Dean and sighing.
"You think we have enough time to take him to the hospital?" Bobby asked as Cas ran back up, exhaustedly.
"AHHH! Okay, this is weird. Pressure, pressure down there and it doesn't feel nice at all!"
"No I suppose it'd be a little uncomfortable," Dean shot sarcastically before going cold, realizing what that meant. "No! You are supposed to have the kid in the hospital! You can't, but he can't-"
With one look from Bobby he shut up.
"Okay don't panic okay? Dean go get a large bucket of scalding hot water, towels and lots of them. Uh, get something we could use as a suction, two twist ties, and a pair of scissors." He saw that Dean was looking at him with a slight expression of panic and almost wanted to strangle him. "The baby is coming whether we try to stall it or not, so run and get back here pronto!"
After Dean ran to retrieve the stuff, Bobby turned to Sam and tried to see how he could assess the situation. He knew that he should call the doctor or some on call emergency services but it would be too late anyways. Sucking in a breath, he quickly turned to Cas.
"Get your boyfriend's pants and boxers off. NOW!" he demanded when Cas didn't move.
"I don't think he would like an audience-"
Sam screamed something close to bloody murder and Cas quickly complied, Sam trying to help out even a little bit but whimpering once again. Bobby took a deep breath and saw just about what he had expected. A dark patch of what looked like soft wavy hair could be seen. Damn, he thought.
"Okay Sam, I see the head," he started but paused when Sam once again let out a painful shout. These contractions were going to drive Sam crazy he thought. Cas went to see but Bobby quickly stopped him and at his questioning look, Bobby glared. "Support your boyfriend you idjit! You put a baby there and now you could get your hands crushed while he pushes the little thing out!"
Cas didn't like the fact that his child was called little very much but he did listen. Dean was back and he refused to even look towards there making Bobby think that Dean was trying to block most of this out.
"Okay Sam, at the next contraction you got to push," Bobby instructed. Sam moaned, tearfully shaking his head.
"Come on Sam you could do it," Dean supported. "You need to push and you push alright? I know you could do it buddy."
Sam squeezed his eyes shut with his hand clasped tightly around Cas's before giving a big almighty push as the next contraction hit. He let out a cry, having never faced pain this bad in his life. He almost considered telling Bobby to just hit him over the head and put him out of his misery. He bared down and pushed as another contraction hit, not even bother to hide how much pain it was causing him.
"Damn kid your baby has a head full of hair already!" Bobby told him. He grabbed the suction that Dean found and immediately suctioned the mouth, then the nose. "Push again Sam! You need to push-"
Bobby quickly shielded his eyes in surprise from the light that appeared but kept a good hand on the newborn's head as he tried to keep Sam productive.
"I-I can't Bo-Bobby," Sam cried. It hurt too much and he was tired. But it hurt more and squeezing Cas's hand again, he didn't want to hurt anymore. Dean seemed to deem this unacceptable however and turned to Sam, forcing him to look at him.
"Sam you can okay, you can do it," Dean quickly told him, not leaving any room for Sam to disagree. "You overcame so many things and you took it all. You moved on and learned from it. The demon blood, you overcame that and we have been so proud of you for that Sam. You make mistakes and it's okay because I make them too but don't make the worst one possible by giving up now! I'm not going to let you Sam! You love him and you have been protecting him all this time-"
"I can't Dean, I-I can't!" Sam shrieked.
"And I say you can," Dean quickly told him, squeezing his hand for support. "You only need to push three good pushes okay?"
Sam nodded tearfully and pushed the second another contraction ripped through his body. He screamed. Dean just ran a hand through his sweaty hair and continued.
"Hold it okay? Good, one more Sam. You could do it!" Sam took in another deep breath, squeezed his eyes shut once again and pushed some more. He whimpered but Dean wouldn't let him give up. He somehow imagined that if their dad was here, he wouldn't either. Giving up was to admit failure and he'd probably yell that Winchesters weren't failures or something similar to that. Still he was ready for this to be over. He didn't know how long he was pushing and it really was painful. How did he do this before, he wondered.
"One more Sammy, one more good push," Dean continued. Cas was letting him squeeze his hand to let him know he was there too and was wiping the sweat from his brow. He quickly bit his lip and waited for the next wave of contractions to hit, hoping this would be the last one. It wasn't though and Dean quickly brought that up. "Sammy come on! You need to give us one more good push! One more good push and you will meet your baby. The baby you have carried inside you all this time! Don't you want to meet him? I know I'm curious to know who it was that caused you to eat all those weird ass foods and played pranks on the nursing staff. He made them go crazy. Do just one more great almighty push though and you're good. You're doing a great job Sammy!"
Baring down, he gave one last shout and bit his lip as he pushed as hard as he could. He heard screaming instantly and if he wasn't mistaken, he saw a bright light. Cas quickly put a hand in front of his face until it was completely gone and all that was left was the little infant, screaming his lungs out.
Bobby took the twist ties muttering about dramatic drama queens and the like before retrieving the scissors from Dean and instantly handing them to Cas who looked at them blankly.
"What do I do with this?" Cas asked in bewilderment and Bobby quickly put them right in Cas's hand. "This is the cord that connects the baby to Sam. He doesn't need it anymore because he isn't in Sam's stomach. So go ahead and do the first great thing every daddy does and cut your son's cord! Ya idjit," he added softly without any real conviction behind it.
After the cord was cut, Bobby got the towels and put the infant in one to warm him up. He was an almighty tiny thing but miraculously he wasn't in any need of any issues pertaining to feeding tubes or oxygen. Definitely not the oxygen if they were to judge by the lungs on the kid already. He laid the squalling newborn on his daddy's chest, allowing Sam to grab a hold of him.
Sam seemed in awe at what he and Cas both had made and Cas in particular stroked the infant's cheek. He smiled a bit and bent down to share a kiss with Sam. They made this, Cas finally seemed to realize the implications of this now that the newborn was here. Before it had been all about getting used to the idea of having a baby, now he was a father and he was going to provide for such a tiny little thing. He gently put his index finger in the baby's tiny hand, obviously still intrigued by how fragile he looked.
"This is the baby that caused so much trouble," he breathed. Sam nodded in agreement and smiled down at him.
"He is the reason that you had to get me all that sweet food at odd times of the night too," Sam whispered, spent. He loved this little guy already and he had just met him. He was glad that Dean wouldn't let him give up when he had been willing to before just because of the pain. Seeing Dean was off to the side he waved him over.
"This is uncle Dean," Sam cooed to the baby and Dean rolled his eyes. He did smile however when the baby let out a tiny wail and Sam tried to get the baby content again. "And that there is grandpa Bobby-What did you do that for?"
"You think I'm really that old?" Bobby asked and Sam shook his head.
"You're a father figure to me Bobby why else would we want you to be the baby's grandpa?" Bobby seemed to take this in for a moment before turning around. He was most likely wiping tears at the corner of his eyes although later he denied it vehemently.
"Well okay, I guess I could survive as this little guy's grandpa then. Just do me a favor and make sure that you teach him stuff that pertain to little kid stuff. Don't introduce him into hunting until he's much older."
Sam nodded.
"Of course Bobby, he's not hunting until he's thirty-"
"Techniqually if he wanted to, he could smite everyone in this room." Cas corrected them.
The others blinked before Dean smiled warily.
"Yeah, we know Cas and-"
"There's one more thing," Cas quickly popped out of the room so fast, Sam and Dean didn't even have time to blink. Before Dean could comment on it, Cas was back with what looked like a stuffed animal. It looked like a stuffed golden colored puppy toy to Sam and looking back he saw Cas put it next to the infant. "It's what Gabriel wanted our son to have."
Dean looked over somberly at the stuffed animal at that and Sam quirked an eyebrow. He didn't know what was happening but Gabriel wasn't here and-Where was he?
"Where is he?" Sam voiced out loud.
Cas cleared his throat. Dean didn't want to say anything so that left Bobby.
"As far as I know, Gabriel's gone. Lucifer got him with the angel sword." Sam nodded feeling tears prickling his eyes. He didn't mean to seem so over emotional but he just had a baby and finding out that Gabriel couldn't be here when he had wanted to see the small infant made him really sad. He couldn't even control himself.
He bawled.
Cas pat Sam's back encouragingly, letting Sam get it out onto his shoulder. The baby started to whimper and Bobby rolled his eyes. Why was it that each and every Winchester had to be either so stubborn it was annoying or so damn sad that it tore Bobby up.
The baby opened his eyes and looked over in lit wonder as he made a sucking motion. He was obviously hungry, Bobby thought. The baby's eyes were so big and blue like Cas's. If anybody tried to deny it, they couldn't deny it now; that kid was Cas's indefinitely with Sam's nose as well. The baby let out a small cry and his so big eyes became if anything bigger and that was when Bobby found himself cursing.
"Damn those genes!" Bobby suddenly shouted out loud before wheeling himself out the door. "I'm getting the formula. Find an outfit in that bag I brought in."
It wasn't until Bobby left that Dean and Cas finally noticed why he was cursing and Dean couldn't help but let a groan escape him. This baby had exactly what they were hoping would skip a generation if at all possible. It just sucked and Dean couldn't help himself by being frustrated over it. This was the reason Sammy got things his way when they were in a draw or Sam wanted to check something out and even to have his own way. It just wasn't fair.
"Why'd he have to have those puppy eyes? Couldn't it have been-uh- Whatever, I gotta go."
Even as Dean left the comfort of the house and closed the door he was happy for them. They deserved it but it didn't stop the fact that a certain angel that had been on his mind was gone. He wouldn't let this stop him but he wished that it hadn't been Gabriel. Gabriel was changing and was getting better. Why did it have to be him to die and not one of the demons?
Why wasn't anything ever fair for a Winchester?
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