*The Gambler~ Kenny Rogers
"On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak..."
"Well ain't they cute little idjits," Bobby said when Sam and Gabriel brought the twins over.
God, Bobby, John and Mary all took turns holding them, fawning over their grandchildren. Sam and Gabriel walked upstairs to find Dean and Cas cuddling on the bed (fully clothed, thank Sam's father-in-law) giving each other lazy kisses and snuggling up to each other. Cas' ever present stuffed animal was at their feet. Gabriel made gagging motions as Castiel nuzzled Dean's neck, Dean grinning as his angel's unruly hair tickled his face.
"Come on you two, it's not fair to give me morning sickness again, the twins have only been out of the womb for three days!" Gabriel bitched.
Dean froze, realizing that his angel-in-law and younger brother had just caught him having a total chick flick moment, but Cas simply gave Sam and Gabriel a brief smile of greeting before snuggling up to Dean again. The older Winchester, who was always weary of exposing the more tender side of his and Castiel's relationship to anyone but his lover cleared his throat and would have gotten up had Cas not pulled him back down.
"Dean, they know we're in love, so you're either going to get over yourself and stay right where you are or I will hold you down," he mumbled against the crook of his hunter's neck. Sam grinned at the angel putting Dean in his place.
"Hold me down, huh?" Dean asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Perhaps if you ask very nicely…"
Sam cleared his throat, not wanting to be there when this conversation started having less words and more…well, you know. "Well it was nice seeing you guys, but I'm going to go back downstairs before I puke."
"M'kay Sammy," Dean said, distracted by the dark haired angel trailing little kisses down his neck. They were sweet and chaste in spite of the seductive flirting.
Gabriel shook his head as they descended the rickety wooden stairs. "Those two make me sick."
"We're just like them Gabe."
"Yeah, well," Gabriel muttered.
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"Saaaam, the twins are awake again," Gabriel groaned, hearing them cry from the nursery.
Sam buried his head under the pillow, his voice muffled when he said, "So go take care of them then."
"I took care of them last time!"
"Huh uh, I did."
They bantered for a few more minutes before agreeing to both go check on them. When they walked into the softly lit nursery, the twins were crying for their parents. Sam picked up Isadora while Gabriel picked up Loki. It had been two weeks since they'd been born, and they already had the routine of feeding them down like a science. Soon the twins were fed, sated, and asleep.
"Who knew kids could be so exhausting," Gabriel commented with a yawn, crawling in the nest next to Sam.
"Everyone."
"Smartass."
Sam chuckled and wrapped his arms around Gabriel, the two of them quickly dozing off. The archangel's body was small and lithe in his arms, back to normal now that the twins had been born. It probably would have taken longer for a human, but because he was an angel, he looked just like he had before becoming impregnated. Though according to Gabriel, he wanted a flock of children, so his body probably wouldn't stay that way for very long.
When they awoke again, it was the middle of the afternoon. They shared a worried look. Why hadn't the twins woken them up again? Both of them leapt to their feet and dashed to the nursery, only to find Dean and Cas rocking the twins to sleep, Cas chanting a beautiful lullaby in Enochian. Gabriel recognized it and smiled. In Heaven, before he'd left to "become" a Pagan, he'd sung that very lullaby to Castiel when the angel had been a baby. They'd been close before the war had started and Gabriel had left.
"It's okay guys, we've got this," Dean said.
Cas laid the now sleeping Loki in his cradle. "The two of you looked in desperate need of sleep."
"Thanks Cas, you're a lifesaver," Sam said. "You too Dean."
"Yeah, thanks you two," Gabriel added.
Dean shrugged. "Don't mention it, you'd do the same for us."
Castiel smiled at the implications of that statement. Sam and Gabriel shared a knowing look, both of them aware that it wouldn't be long before Dean and Cas ended up starting a family. They were both great with kids and would make amazing parents. In spite of Dean's naturally headstrong personality, he had a never ending supply of care and patience for Isadora and Loki. And sometimes, Sam would see a glint of longing in his brother's eyes when he was holding one of the twins. He figured it wouldn't be long before Dean was getting Cas pregnant.
"Well Thing One and Thing Two are out like a light, so Cas and me are going out for lunch," Dean said, stretching.
Gabriel smiled over at Cas. "Don't forget how I told you to play footsies."
"Gabriel!" Sam scolded.
"What? It's not my fault the right way has nothing to do with feet."
Dean snorted. "Actually, you can use your foot if you're sitting across from each other."
"This is making me uncomfortable…" Cas muttered, blushing.
Dean grinned and wrapped his arm around Castiel's shoulder, guiding him over to the door. "Come on you little whore, I didn't get us fancy ass reservations for nothing."
Cas must have got the whore gene from Dad's side of the family, Gabriel sent telepathically.
Sam smirked. Probably, but at least Cas only whores around with one person. God's just a slut. No offense.
None taken, I agree.
Gabriel laughed and then took to speaking verbally. "Well, I promised Mary she could help with the wedding, so I'm going to go meet up with her."
"I'll stay with the twins."
Gabriel smiled and leant up on his tiptoes to give Sam a quick peck on the lips. "Thanks Sammy, see ya later."
Much later, after Mary gave Gabriel an earful on why he shouldn't be feeding the twins chocolate milk instead of regular milk, he got back home. He sighed and wearily folded himself into Sam's arms, who chuckled and kissed the top of his angel's head. Sam had warned Gabriel that planning a wedding with his headstrong mother was a dreadful idea, but Gabriel hadn't seen the harm. The archangel was certainly starting to realize what his Mate had meant.
"I can't believe something so tiny and blond can be so evil!" Gabriel wailed.
Sam snorted. "Funny, because I thought the same thing when I met you."
"Hey!"
Sam smiled and kissed away Gabriel's mock anger. "C'mon, everyone thought we should have game night, the whole gang's here."
"Including Mary?"
"Don't worry, she'll be too busy trying to kick your ass at Cheat to lecture you on the twins, though you really shouldn't be feeding them-"
"Aw come on, not you too!"
The hunter chuckled and led Gabriel into the living room, where everyone was gathered around a circular table that Cas had manifested. An unopened box of cards sat in the center. Gabriel sat in one of the only two unoccupied chairs, Sam situating himself in the other. Bobby dealt the cards while Dean explained the game (Cheat, Bullshit, or I Doubt It, depending on which one you want to use) to Cas.
"Why must this game be so dishonest? Can't we all just tell each other the truth?" Aziraphale inquired naively.
Crowley sighed. "Cheating is the whole point, angel."
A few minutes into the game, Hades laid down two cards and said, "Two threes."
"Three fours," Bobby added. He dropped three cards, facedown, on the discard pile.
Kali laid down two of hers and said, "Two fives."
"Two fives," John said.
"Two fives," Mary echoed, also laying her cards down.
"I think the folks are cheating," Gabriel said.
Bobby raised an eyebrow. "Gonna call us on it, boy?"
He laughed and triumphantly waved the few cards he had left. "Nope! Two fives, ha!" He was nearly out of cards by this point.
"That has gotta be a cheat," Sam grumbled. "Two sixes."
"Three sixes," Cas added.
"Did five sixes just get played? Oh yeah, someone is definitely cheating!" Dean declared. Cas gave him a blank expression (the deadpan angel had world's best poker face, it really wasn't fair) so Dean sighed and said, "Two sevens."
The game continued up until Cas said, "Cheat" after Crowley said "Two nines."
He looked like a child that was proud of himself for winning his first card game, but then again he hadn't quite won yet. Sam and Gabriel chortled at the preciously childlike expression. The blue octopus sitting at the angel's feet really didn't help him look any more mature.
Cas looked through the cards, and he was right. "Dean, there has been much lying in this game. What everyone said is untrue."
"Yeah, Cas?" Dean asked, grinning.
"Mmhm. See? Cheat, cheat, cheat," he said, laying the cards down as an example. "Cheat, cheat, cheat…oh, that one was mine…" he trailed off, blushing.
Everyone started laughing, and he blushed even harder. And that my friends was game night with the Winchesters.
"You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done."