Summary: A collection of short, unrelated stories about Dean and Castiel. Dean/Castiel slash. PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. If I did, Dean and Castiel wouldn't just be having eye-sex and that certainly wouldn't be unintentional…*wink, wink*

A/N: OMG PENULTIMATE CHAPTER! Here we go! Thanks for the support so far, you guys are AWESOME!

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Twenty-Six Words for Dean and Castiel

25. Years

Dean tucked into a pie as he sat on the sofa in his living room.

He loved the new life he had now. He had his brother, his angel, his brother's angel, his surrogate father, and his surrogate father's demon, and they were all within ten minutes of each other. Castiel and Dean were settled into their own home, as were Sam and Gabriel, while Crowley had moved in with Bobby.

As he tucked into his treat, he turned to see Castiel edge into the room, his belly swollen with the size of the baby the angel had growing inside him.

"Papa!" Came a small voice, Castiel turning to see Marianne, their first child who was just two, running into the room with her teddy in her hand, "Is Angelica waked up yet? Is she? Is she, huh?"

"We'll see." Castiel said softly, leading her to the sofa and letting her put her tiny hands on his stomach, "Angelica? Wakey, wakey..."

Dean smiled as he placed a hand next to his little girl's and they waited for a kick from her. Sure enough, little kicks began to come and Marianne squealed with childish delight. Dean and Castiel both remembered the night she was born. Thirty-eight hours of labour and there she was, a squirming bundle of joy in the angel's arms. Five years since the Apocalypse and here they were with their second baby on the way. Marianne looked to Castiel, the angel leaning down and kissing her head tenderly as he stroked her hair, holding her close to him.

"Your baby sister seems excited to see you, Marianne."

"I hope she comes soon, Papa!" Marianne squealed, "I hope she isn't late, like Alaina was!"

Ah, Sam and Gabriel's daughter Alaina. She was one, and had come eleven days late. Gabriel had been a real pain in the ass, but Sam had stuck it out and they'd gone through a thirty-one hour labour to get their beautiful Alaina. Now, Castiel had another labour to go through and soon, so the plan had already been made for Crowley and Bobby to look after Alaina and Marianne when the next baby was being born.

Speaking of the two of them, they appeared in Dean and Castiel's living room, Marianne squealing at the sight of them.

"Bobby! Crowley!" She cried, running towards them only for them to embrace her in turn, "Angelica's waked up! She's kicking!"

"Really?" Bobby asked, "Wow, she must be happy to hear from you this morning."

"Crowley, come here! I did you a picture!"

Crowley chuckled and shook his head as Marianne took his hand and headed into the kitchen, Dean and Castiel laughing softly as Bobby followed, probably to save Crowley from Marianne's bossiness. She could be quite strict at times and Crowley paid quite badly the last time he wasn't paying attention to her. She'd trapped him in a ring of salt until he listened to her whole lecture again.

The couple sat together on the couch, leaning close and kissing tenderly before they engaged in the joys of feeling the kicks of their youngest daughter. They rested their heads together, smiling contentedly as she just happily kicked Castiel's stomach to death.

"Two weeks." He whispered, "That's all we have left until she gets here."

"I know." Dean replied, "I know what I have to do this time too. Is the nest just as you like it?"

Castiel hummed and nodded, kissing Dean's temple.

"Very much so." He replied, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Two Weeks and Three Days Later

"Push, Cas! Come on, you can do it!" Dean cried, holding onto Castiel's hands as the angel began to push Angelica out of his Grace, "Come on, baby, I got all the faith in you in the world. Push as hard as you can!"

"Dean, it hurts!" Castiel whimpered as he lay there almost naked in the nest due to the heat in the room, "I can't do it, I can't push her out."

"Cas, you have to." Dean breathed, "I know it's hard, and I know it hurts you, but it'll all be worth it when you look at our baby for the first time, okay?"

Castiel nodded and Gabriel, who was busy preparing for the baby's arrival along with the help of Sam, turned to his brother and smiled, rubbing his back gently. He was incredibly proud of Castiel. This labour had gone on for fifty-two hours now, and the poor guy was exhausted, hot and hurting, yet he was still going as strong as he had been when he'd started.

"Push on the next contraction of your Grace, okay?" He whispered, kissing his head, "You're doing brilliantly, Castiel. All we need is two or three more pushes and Angelica will be with us. We're all dying to see her."

Castiel panted weakly and held onto Dean's hand, squeezing it to the near point of breaking it as he pushed. He pushed hard, watching as the bright light surrounding his belly revealed Angelica's head.

"Atta boy!" Gabriel praised, "Come on, just another push or two!"

Castiel felt the pain of the next contraction and he pushed hard again, crying out in pain as most of Angelica's torso appeared from within the light, and with the sudden following of the contraction after, he pushed again to get the rest of her out of his Grace, and she fell into the towel Gabriel held in his arms. Castiel's bump was gone, the light was gone, and Angelica was there, squirming in Gabriel's embrace as she cried for her Papa and Daddy.

"Oh, my angel..." Castiel breathed, taking her into his embrace and holding her for the first time, "My love, how beautiful you are."

"Hey, Angelica." Dean whispered, stroking his crying daughter's head softly, "Shhh, don't cry, Papa and Daddy have got you. We're here, baby, we're here."

Sam shed a tear while Gabriel grinned like an idiot, and the two joined the couple on the bed as they took a look at that precious little girl who slowly settled in Castiel's arms.

"You need to be really quiet because I bet she's sleeping." Crowley whispered as he opened Dean and Castiel's bedroom door to let Marianne inside, keeping a hold of Alaina's hand as the baby toddled towards the bed while Bobby followed them in.

"Hey, honey." Dean said softly, hugging his eldest daughter and kissing her as he lifted her onto the bed, "Be careful now, Angelica's only tiny and Papa's a little sore."

"Marianne," Castiel began, "This is your sister, Angelica."

Marianne looked at the baby with wonder, her big green eyes widening at the sight of the blue-eyed baby who blinked up at her with equal wonder and amazement.

"Angelica," Castiel whispered softly, "This is Marianne."

Angelica reached out the tiniest hand anyone had ever seen, and she touched Marianne's as the little girl held hers out in return. Marianne held on to her hand with unbelievable gentleness and she leaned forward, pressing the softest kiss to Angelica's forehead.

"Happy birthday." She whispered, smiling up at her parents who both kissed her tearfully while little Alaina gazed at Angelica with wonder.

"Baby!" She breathed, Crowley nodding as he held onto her.

"Yes, it's your cousin. Say cousin."

"Cushion." Alaina whispered, Sam chuckling and kissing his baby's head.

"Close enough, darlin'."

Dean looked around him and smiled as his huge family all gazed at his new baby. After all the years of suffering, pain, danger and loss, he'd finally found happiness. They all had, even Crowley, who no-one ever believed could love anything or anyone. They were one big, unusual, happy family, and nothing in the world was going to change that.

Nothing.

-TBC-

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