"Hey…Dean? Do you have a minute? Think I could talk to you?"

Sam comes into the kitchen with The Care and Keeping of Nephilim in his hands. Dean is at the stove stirring something in a large pot. "Yeah, what?"

"So I finished reading through this," says Sam, showing his brother the book. "And I thought you might want to hear a summary."

"Uh, sure. Like what?" Dean keeps his eyes on the pot and the spoon he stirs through it.

"Can you get away from that for a moment? It's serious."

Dean sighs. "Okay, okay, fine." He lowers the flame on the stove, leaves the spoon inside it and grudgingly sits at the table. Sam joins him. "So?"

"Well, it turns out that, even if Cas had a vagina he wouldn't go into labor. The baby needs to be extracted."

"Oh…" Dean stares blankly. "Uh, so…uh, what does that mean?"

"It means we'll have to cut the baby out. Or Cas will. I'm not sure." Dean looks startled as Sam speaks. "After she feels old enough to survive on her own."

"Damn. Alright." Dean's not thrilled. In fact, he looks extremely worried. "You think Cas can handle something like that?"

"Sure he can, he's Cas."

Dean runs his palm across the top of his head and inhales sharply, looking around. Sam tries to remain calm. He offers the book to Dean and adds, "Maybe you should read through it? Or at least skim?"

Suddenly Dean gets up and quickly returns to the store, where he briskly stirs the pot and turns the flame up again. "Where's Gabe?" he asks. Sam looks confused.

"He's in my room. Last at checked, at least."

"Get him in here. He's good with this stuff."

"Why don't you just read the book?" Sam stands as he asks this question. His brother turns around and glares at him.

"Because maybe I don't want to read it. What good is it going to do? Gabe already knows everything there is to this angel baby Nephilim shit, you've read the book and the Cas is the guy who has to handle it. What the fuck good would it do to have me read that God damned book?"

Sam holds his hands up and raises his eyebrows. "Okay, okay, fine," he says, trying to diffuse his brother's irrational behavior. "There's no reason to act like that, but fine. I'll go get Gabe. Just hang tight. I'll be right back." He takes steps towards the kitchen's door. "Just-don't-do anything dangerous."

"I won't do anything dangerous," Dean grumps to himself. He looks at his pot and keeps stirring angrily.

Sam is feeling crappy. He knows Dean is on edge only because of Cas' pregnancy hormones. He tells himself this constantly. It's just the pregnancy, it's just the pregnancy. But he can't shake how bad it makes him feel. Why did he have to give out about reading the book? It's not like Dean has never read a book before. Oh, well. What can he do? Hopefully it will be over once the baby comes.

"Hey, Gabe?"

"Yyyo."

The angel is sitting on Sam's bed, arms folded behind his head with a big long lollipop hanging out of his mouth. A pretty, rainbow striped unicorn pop.

"Dean wants to talk to you."

"Uuugh. Are you serious? The heck does that old sourpuss want?"

"Old?" Sam furrows his brow and sits down beside him. "You're much older than him. Why would you say that?"

"Ah, lighten up." Gabe says, grabbing at Sam's thigh. "What's he want now?"

"I was telling him about what I read in the book, but he doesn't want to look at it and I think he has questions about the birth."

"Ooh, the birth is gonna be fun," Gabe rolls his eyes as he speaks, squeezing Sam's leg.

"What happens exactly? The book just gives some herbs and a few lines of Enochian."

"Man, it's been a while. But uh, we'll slice open Cassie's giant stomach and rip the whole thing out. I don't think they'll want another one, so I'm gonna pull all the lady bits out, too."

Sam looks positively grim. "Uhh," he says, jaw tightening followed by a stiff swallow. "Just…rip it out?"

"He's a big boy, he'll be fine."

"I'm sure he will, but that's not what I'm worried about. Are you sure you can do this without hurting the baby?"

Gabe looks at Sam. He pulls the candy out of his mouth and pokes Sam on the nose with it. "I kno-oow what I'm do-ooing. Who announced the birth of baby Jesus?"

Sam sighs. "You did."

"Who is world renowned expert on baby grabbin'?"

"You are?"

"Mhmm. Just 'cause it's my brother in that vessel doesn't mean I can't do it. No worries. I'll be fine. I promise. Er, but you and Deano might wanna stay clear of it."

"Why's that?"

Gabe rubs the tip of the candy along Sam's lips. "Nephilim come out with a big ole burst a' light! Might singe the hair off your balls…not that I'd mind that, but still. Not good for business."

Sam looks confused. He's not wild about the candy on his face, either. "Alright," he agrees warily. "I'll trust you on this."

"Yeah, ya better." Gabe snickers and moves the long lolly away and replaces it with his lips. He licks the sticky sugar off his man's face and smiles, climbing into his lap while he does so. Sam hums delightfully and puts his hands on Gabe's waist. He closes his eyes and kisses the angel softly, over and over again.

"Don't go," he whispers.

"I'm not goin' yet."

Sam nuzzles his face into the crook of Gabriel's neck and kisses at his flesh there, pushing his soft hair away with his nose. Gabe moans in his throat and makes long licks along the whole length of his candy. "Don't ever go."

"Sammy, I told you, I have to go eventually."

"Why?" Sam whispers. His lips press against the angel's skin continuously. A boner has been growing in his pants and he pushes his hips up at Gabe.

"'Cause I have to."

"I don't want you to."

"I know, I don't want to either, big guy."

"I love you, Gabe."

"Love you too."

Gabe sticks most of the candy in his mouth and he hugs Sam real tight. Sam rubs his palms across Gabe's back and pulls him closer. "You're the only one who has ever, really loved and been there for me," Sam whispers.

"Ey, that's not true. You're a loveable guy, Sam." Gabe lets a hand off and pulls the candy out again. He leans his head against Sam's. "You're a sweetie. A big, strong sweetie!"

Sam chuckles. "I guess so. It's just…everyone always leaves me. They die. The disappear. I don't understand why you have to come back and then leave again."

"Yeah, I get it. Hey, I don't wanna go away, either. Believe me. I'd rather stay here in this bunker with you and my niece forever, but…well…"

"Where are you going to go?"

"Hey," Gabe talks louder now. He backs out of the hug and starts sliding down between Sam's legs. "Let's not worry about it. This is gettin' sad real fast. We're together right now. Let's enjoy, yeah?"

"S-sure," says Sam. "What do you want to do?"

Gabe looks at Sam with a naughty smile. He shuffles down to his knees, spreads the man's legs apart and puts his face at the crotch of the pants. Sam lays back and relaxes. "This is fine," he says with a smile. "I can think happy thoughts like this."

"Mmm, good," Gabe hums after pulling his candy out of his mouth again. He snaps his fingers and Sam is naked.

"Aah!" Sam shouts. "You could warn me, it's cold!"

"Sorry," Gabe says with a wink. "I'll warm ya up."

He leans into Sam's crotch and runs his tongue up and length of the long, firm shaft. Sam groans in shivering delight. "Like that, big guy?"

"Oh, yeah," Sam sighs happily. He closes his eyes and rolls his head into the soft pillow. "That's good."

Gabe keeps licking. He runs his lollipop over the cock and then licks up the stick trail it leaves behind. Sam bites his lower lip and grunts, sighing, moaning in the depths of his throat. Gabe smiles as he stretches his mouth around Sam's cockhead and sucks the shaft inside. He licks and laps over the head, causing it throb beautifully, then brings his free hand up to tease at his balls.

"Nnggh…aah!" Sam yelps. His balls shrink up at the touch, then slowly, steadily relax as Gabe's hands softly paw at them.

He takes Sam's dick deeper inside his mouth, sucking harder and harder. Sam blushes. His toes curl. Then Gabe glances up at his lover and his lips curve into a sneaky smile around the throbbing cock. He holds that unicorn lolly in his hand and takes it down beyond his balls. Sam is so caught up in the fantastic blowjob that he pays no mind to the sticky tapping across his taint. But then it presses his asshole and he flinches.

"Hey!" he squeals, voice cracking. He sits up on his elbows and looks down at Gabe, who innocently stares back while bobbing his head slowly. The candy teases at his hole some more. "Wh-what are you doing?" Gabe tilts his head and bats his eyes. "I s-said what are you-GAAAH!"

It slides inside. The surface of the candy is slick with spit and it goes in rather easily. At first it hurts and mostly surprises Sam. The deeper it goes, it stranger it feels and yes, it's very, very weird. If the angel hadn't been pleasuring Sam's rod so skillfully with his mouth, he would likely push him away and insist that he stop. He tries, but he can't.

"G-Gabe, don't—do-Gaaah!—Aaah!-Oooh…"

Suddenly it feels incredible. Sam's eyes are stuck wide open and he has to lay back again. His hips thrust back and forth, somewhere into Gabe's face and then a mystical, magical land which lies in a grinding motion against the mattress. His body heats up even more and his extremities tingle. His mouths opens and whimpering, throaty coos come out.

"Gaaabe, aaaaah, ooooh…haaaaah…"

Gabe sucks harder and wiggles the candy around. It teases Sam in just the right places, sending him on a journey he's never gone before. This is an undiscovered country and it's the most blindingly, amazing and incredible experience of his life.

He closes his eyes and shouts real loud. Or maybe he doesn't. He can't remember. Actually—what's happening? Where is he? Who's touching him? How is he being touched?"

"Aaaah!" He cries out, filling Gabe's mouth with the biggest, hottest, longest and stickiest load ever. "Naaaaah!"

Gabe slurps the cum out and pulls the candy from his ass the instant he releases his mouth. He sits up on his knees and looks at Sam, who is still staring with his eyes and mouth wide open, chest heaving, heart racing, body drenched in sweat and an "Oh. My. God." Frozen on his face. Gabe slips the entirety of the lollipop back into his mouth, closing his eyes momentarily in delight from the taste of Sam on it, then rolls to the side and lays along Sam. He pokes him in the chest. "You okay big guy?" he asks, the lolly rattling against his teeth.

"Whaaa…"

"Sam?"

"Yeee…aa…huuhh…"

Sam slowly turns his head to look at Gabe and he stares. He just stares. A tiny sound starts in his mouth but then it stops. He sees the candy in his mouth and the altered state is gone. "You're eating it?!" he shouts. Dream-Sam is gone and he's back to being, well, Sam Sam.

"It's tastier than ever now."

"That's so gross."

"Nu-uh. It doesn't have you-know-what on it."

Sam grimaces. "Don't even say that." Gabe pulls the candy out and pushes it into Sam's face. "Don't! I don't want it!"

"You sure liked it in that other hole," Gabe giggles. Sam looks embarrassed. "What? You did."

"I know I did," says Sam. He glances around for a moment, then smiles and turns on his side. He puts an arm around Gabe, shrugs his shoulders and gives the candy a lick. "Tastes like candy always tastes."

"I already sucked your awesomeness off it, sorry."

"No need to apologize. Really."

Sam smiles and gives Gabe a kiss. "Keep this between you and me, alright?"

"Who would I tell?"

"Dean. Cas."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Boredom?"

"I wouldn't!" Gabe laughs. He licks at the candy some more. "I wouldn't do that to you, my gentle giant."

"I didn't think so, but I still had to say something. You know, I can't add anything else to Dean's 'Sam is a girly-man' fire. He probably already assumes I bottom."

"Really? You think so?"

"Probably."

Sam laughs. Gabe laughs. They kiss again and then they stare at each other. Sam sighs. Gabe cracks the tip of the lollipop off and chews it. "So I'll talk to him about the Casarean section but now about your booty play."

"Y-yeah," Sam says with a little wince. "Do that. Thanks."

"I'll fill him in. Should be easy. As long as y'all stay out of my way, we'll be fine. And Cas needs to know when he's ready, 'cause I can't figure that out."