*I Could Not Ask For More~ Edwin McCain.
"These are the moments I know Heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I found all I've waited for, and I could not ask for more."
*Two Months Later*
"Man, I am so sick of this panic room," Dean complained.
Sam sighed. "You get used to it after awhile."
There was a crash upstairs, signifying one of the angels were angry again, and God appeared in the middle of the room with a noise that sounded something like "meep." Even the Creator of All was scared of the hormonal angels. Sam and Dean slid over on the bed to make room, and God sat beside them with a grateful smile. It wasn't long before they heard Cas wailing for his Mate.
"I guess that's my cue," Dean said.
"I should probably go check on Gabe, it won't be long before-"
"Saaammmmy, get up here!" the archangel pleaded at the top of his lungs.
God snickered amusedly while the exhausted parents went to tend their angels. Castiel had come off of his temper tantrum and collapsed tiredly into Dean's arms while Gabriel started crying because one of the clouds apparently looked like a bunny rabbit and that was sad. Sam stroked Gabriel's hair and tried to soothe him, not that it did much good.
"S'okay Cas, you don't have to keep apologizing," Dean said comfortingly as the brunette angel sobbed out "I'm sorry" over and over again.
He handed Castiel his blue octopus and the angel immediately dropped onto the couch with it, snuggling up to it and looking every inch the hormonal pregnant woman…without the woman part. Gabriel, who had just gotten over the tragedy of the bunny shaped cloud, took one look at the red floor rug and burst into tears again. Sam and Dean exchanged helpless looks.
"What in Sam heck is goin' on in here?" Bobby demanded loudly when he walked in on the less than ordinary scene.
Dean winced. "Please don't yell around Cas, it makes him cry."
Meanwhile, Cas had buried himself in Dean's side, sniffling and seemingly hiding from Bobby. One hand grasped the hunter's arm, the other had a death grip on his stuffed animal. Gabriel started screaming at Bobby, the windows (only recently repaired from his last fit) shattering.
"You made my brother cry, you sorry son of a bitch! How dare you! And not only did you make him cry, but you disgraced humankind by even buying this ugly ass couch! I mean c'mon, it's flannel for Dad's sake! It's uglier than the pile of Dean's shirts in Cas' nest, and that my friend is saying something! You made my brother cry, your furniture is ugly, and dammit the bunny cloud is baaaack!" The last word was one big sob. By the end of his rant, he was crying uncontrollably again.
The whole gang was visiting with the exception of Mary, who was babysitting the twins, so John, Balthazar, Hades, Kali, Cerberus, God, and Crowley all looked like they were about to tuck tail and run for dear life. Zira, who was pregnant with Crowley's spawn, was the only one not looking terrified. Dean wrapped one arm around Castiel and used his free hand to gently rub the large bulge under his angel's shirt.
Gabriel had told them that the grace belonged to a boy, and he was named James Robert Winchester. James because without James "Jimmy" Novak, Cas wouldn't be there, and Robert because without Bobby, they wouldn't be called idjits on a daily basis and that just wouldn't feel right. They'd already decided to name their daughter (apparently Cas was bent on having a second child and hoping for a girl) Mary Grace Winchester.
Suddenly Castiel glared and smacked Dean across the face. "Do I look like a spineless sap that has to be cuddled? The nerve! I still dragged you out of Hell, and I will still gladly throw you back in!"
Dean stared in shock as the angel stormed off. Sam laughed quietly, having dealt with a hormonal angel before and already knowing how bitchy they could get. Which means if Mr College Boy had thought to use his brain cells, he would have done anything but laugh. When Gabriel spun around to face him, eyes blazing, he "meeped" and cursed himself for laughing. Too little, too late.
"SAM WINCHESTER YOU INSENSITIVE SON OF A-"
Before he could finish, Sam and Dean were already locked in the panic room again. They drug Bobby along with them, as everyone else had already run in their own directions. The three of them stared at the shaking panic room door apprehensively.
"Why'd you idjits drag me down here?" Bobby sighed.
"Because they scare me, okay? Sam how the hell are you so calm?" Dean shrieked.
Sam gave him a "duh" look. "Already a father, I've been through this once."
"Right. So who's watching Izzy and Loki?"
"Mom, she's at mine and Gabe's house."
Dean nodded, and the shaking panic room door fell silent for a moment before they could hear someone beating on it frantically.
"Let me in! Let me in, dammit!"
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Is that Crowley?"
A snake slid in under the door before morphing into an uncharacteristically ruffled Crowley. He tried to tame his messy, disheveled hair while the panic room door continued to shake and rattle in response to the hormonal fits of three pregnant angels. By all means he shouldn't even be able to be in the panic room given he's a demon, but apparently in snake form he can do whatever he likes.
"What the hell happened to you?" Dean demanded.
"Zira."
Bobby looked amused. "You mean to tell me that southern pansy scared the pants off you?"
Crowley in turn smirked. "He doesn't have to scare me to get the pants off me, darling."
"Eww," Sam said with Bitchface Number 21, which translated to "TMI."
Crowley was growing less cocky as the panic room door continued to shake. "Mood swings worry me," he said mildly.
"They worry you? You?" Dean repeated incredulously. "I got a freakin black eye!"
"So? Sam's got two."
Sam glared over at the demon. "Funny."
"I thought so."
An hour of sitting around in fear later, Bobby stood up and said, "I don't have to stay here, I'm not some girl that's scared of a couple angels. I'm goin back up there."
Right on cue, thunder cracked outside and it started raining cats and dogs. Literally. You could here them barking and meowing. Sam couldn't help but think it was at least better than the time Gabriel had gotten angry and manifested a mountain lion in the middle of Walmart. Bobby stared at the ceiling for a brief moment before sitting down and pulling out a deck of cards.
"So, who's up for a game of poker?"
…
Later that night, when they had finally calmed down, the angels and their Mates lay sprawled in their individual nests. Dean was pressing butterfly kisses to the side of Castiel's face and neck, and Sam was silently cuddling with Gabriel. Both children were kicking their parents, probably revenge for getting the backlash of the angels' mood swings. Sam and Gabriel's daughter, Lily Caelestis Winchester, would be named "Lily" for the purity of her grace and "Caelestis" after the African moon goddess. They'd paid Isadora and Loki a visit before retiring to their nest, leaving their twins sleeping soundly.
For the night, the group slept peacefully, but the next morning…well, the panic room was going to get really sick of the Winchester family.
"Right here in this moment, is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you, here with me."
