~Sam's P.O.V.~

*Skip Ahead 8 months*

Laura decided to help Cas, mainly because she didn't want to be killed by angels. She is now 9 months pregnant and about as big as a planet. Dean hasn't left her side since we got back yesterday from another small case. Throughout the months we've been going on small cases. The closer it got to Laura's due date, the closer the cases were to Bobby's.

The conversation deciding who's side shes on, went something like this.

"I don't really want to be killed by any angels." Laura started. It was the last day she had to decide if she wanted to be roasted by heaven or hell. "Besides I have a score to settle with my mother. If I'm as powerful as Cas says I am, then Abaddon should be no problem for me."

"I don't like the idea of heaven making you their bitch! There has to be another way." Dean spoke up from behind.

"Laura has a choice, she can choose to defy heaven and hell alike, however the risk to her life would be that much greater." Cas pointed out.

"Meaning she'd be the most wanted women in both heaven and hell?" I asked.

"Yes." Cas answered simply.

"Well too bad! She's my demon/angel spawn!" Dean said.

"Thanks, babe, but not helping." Laura told him. Laura turned back to Cas and said, "Fine. I'll do it. I'll fight on heaven's side, but on one condition." Everyone paused as Laura explained her condition, "I kill Abaddon."

~Jess' P.O.V.~

It's been two days since Laura made her decision to fight hell. When Castiel first announced to his brothers that Laura was on their side, Bobby's house turned into grand central station...for angels.

The first to show up was Zachariah. Dean and Sam were, to say the least, less than thrilled to see him again. He was sent, as he said, as a messenger to confirm Laura's cooperation. Then came the archangels. Raphael arrived with Gabriel and at least a dozen other angels.

"I thought there were four archangels?" I asked when they showed up.

Raphael answered me, rather unpleasantly. "Thanks to the Winchesters two of them are in the pit."

"Honestly Raph, they had it coming. Besides I guarantee you that in a century of two they'll be back causing mischief." Gabriel said while going to sit down in an open chair, he put his hands behind his head. Rather relaxed for an archangel? I thought.

Raphael glared at Gabriel and said; "Is this all a game to you Gabriel? Would you really abandon your brothers so easily."

"Oh, yes he would." Dean spoke up from the kitchen, where one of the angels was looking in the fridge as if he had never seen one before. The angel took out one of Dean's pie's and held it up like it was a foreign object. It tried placing it on his head like a hat but Dean snatched the pie away before it fell to the ground. "Hey, hands off." He mumbled something about angels and stuck the pie back in the fridge.

"Gilead how many times have I told to act as the humans do?" Raphael said impatiently to the angel in the kitchen. Gilead walked out of the kitchen, all the while his hands were doing something. At one point they were fiddling with the buttons on his suit then they flew to the cuffs and nervously unbuttoned and buttoned them again and again.

"I'm sorry, brother. I have not been to earth for many years. Everything is strange to me." Then without hesitation Gilead picked up a lamp on an end table. He walked up to me and asked, "Pray Tell, good lady. What is this device?"

I was thrown off a bit by the question and just stood there awkwardly. Before I answered him Bobby came around the corner.

He took the lamp from Gilead's hands saying; "If you're staying in my house you could at least not mess with my furniture!"

Gilead looked at Bobby strangely, then not the least bit disturbed by Bobby's bluntness he said; "What is furniture?"

Bobby just sighed and walked away to stop another angel from accidentally firing off a rifle in the crowd.

Gabriel turned to me and said; "Excuse my lesser brothers. They are not as adapted to life now as I am." He smiled mischiefly. I turned away as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. The footsteps echoed even louder when every angel stopped talking and stood to watch who was coming down the stairs. Previously Laura had been getting ready to face all the angels, practicing what she was going to say. A whole house full of celestial beings got her a little nervous. Now she came down the stairs confidently, scanning the eyes that were staring at her.

Laura reached the bottom of the stairs, looked over at Dean and Sam and said; "What did you do, call all of heaven here?"

"I'd call all of heaven for you, sweetheart." Gabriel said when he laid eyes on Laura, he added a wink for effect. Laura scowled at him and looked about to say something when Dean spoke up.

"Not cool, Gabriel."

"Totally not cool." Sam added.

Gabriel shrugged; "I like to explore my options."

"Who the hell is this?" Laura whispered in my ear.

"A playboy archangel? He seems childish to me."

"Not childish, just h-" Gabriel started but Dean interrupted him

"OKAY! Let's get this over with. What do you jackasses want with my girlfriend?" Dean put much emphasis on the word 'my' and turned to glare at Gabriel.

"Do not judge our nature on just Gabriel," Raphael started. "He always has been rather irksome."

"Love you two, big brother." Gabriel spoke up, but Raphael ignored him.

"We just need Laura's full cooperation and after hell is destroyed you can go back to your pitiful human lives."

"I assume Cas told you I'll only help you if I-" Laura faltered.

"Get to kill Abaddon, yes we know. After this is over you can kill any demon you want." Raphael said.

"The demons, yes, they can get quite annoying." Gilead spoke up again. His eyes never seemed to stay in one place. They traveled all around the room, and not once rested on who he was talking to. His hands didn't sit still either, they jerked and he fiddled with his thumbs, a gum wrapper, a pencil or pen, anything he could get his hands on.

"They've gotten more annoying since you have been on earth, Gilead." Raphael added to him, taking a staple remover from his hands after his pricked his fingers and stared at the blood intensely. "Once Laura help's us we can assure you that she will have our ultimate protection."

"Just one thi-" Gabriel had started to say something but Raphael just talked louder.

"All Laura has to do is follow our every order."

"Can I just-"

"AND AS SUCH," Raphael said much louder this time. "she cannot disobey an order from an archangel or we could chose to-"

"CAN I PLEASE-!"

"What do you want Gabriel?!" Raphael demanded, a vein growing on his forehead.

"Well, thank you, I suppose." Gabriel said and stood up finally looking serious. "What are we going to do about that?" Gabriel pointed to Laura's stomach, which looked very swollen. "Her due date is coming soon, and when that happens you know Abaddon will not stop trying to get the child. How do you plan to keep it safe?"

Raphael turned to look at Laura's baby bulge, the vein in his forehead was gone and he contemplated this for a moment. Then he said simply, "We do not plan on keeping it safe. That child is a danger to everyone. It must die."

Laura and Dean looked infuriated with this comment and immediately protested at the top of their lungs. "YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE NEAR MY CHILD!" Laura yelled.

"THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL WE'D AGREE TO THAT!" Dean hollered right after her.

Raphael seemed set off by this outburst, apparently he hadn't planned on them refusing.

"Raphael," I spoke up and positioned myself in front of Laura, defending her. "We know this child could be dangerous, dangerous enough to start another apocalypse but there is no way we're going to kill it. You can't expect us to either. If you can't agree to the term that the child lives then we will not help you." I ended defiantly and stared Raphael down, I don't think it worked the way I intended it to though. Not only was Raphael at least a foot taller than me but he was an archangel. To us, humans must seem like ants and what does anyone do when an ant stands in their way?

Raphael sort of chuckled and said; "You are foolish to say that. A dozen angels and two archangels are in this room, do not think we will not kill you now. We don't need your help, we demand it with the threat of death above your head if you refuse. Trust me, it would be much simpler for us to just kill you now."

"No one is killing anyone!" Laura yelled at Raphael. He instantly became quiet. I'm guessing it's because she the abraxas.

"She's right Raph."

Raphael was caught off guard by Gabriel's comment. Then asked, "You're defending them? Mere mortals, puny bugs in comparison to angels?"

"No good can come of useless killing. I seem to remember what you forget about these humans. We're are their shepherds and they are our sheep. That was the way God intended it to be, he created this imperfect sacks of flesh out of love. You would do good to remember that."

"God is not with us anymore and he left the archangels in charge. So we have to do whatever will spare the most lives, if killing the child and the Winchester's will do that then so be it."

The room was silent, Gabriel and Raphael staring daggers at each other, until finally Sam spoke up. "We want hell destroyed as much as the next angel and Laura's the only one with the power to do that. If we work together we can come to an agreement."

"Not if the agreement involves killing my child." Dean testified.

"Raphael," A women angel leaned into the archangel's ear and whispered something inaudible.

"Very well." Raphael said when the women stopped talking. He straightened and faced Dean. "If you want hell destroyed and the child to live then you must agree to handing it over to us." Dean and Laura took a sharp intake of breath but let Raphael continue. "The only way we can be sure the child will not raise Lucifer is, keeping an eye on the child ourselves."

Dean's face was growing red. His mouth was closed tight and his forehead pulsed. Laura stood in front of him before he said anything else. "Dean," She started. "Come with me." She took his hand and led him out of the room. Sam and I followed telling the angels we needed to talk this over.

"This is exactly what I didn't want happening, Laura. The angels don't care about anything unless its in their favor. We can't agree to this!" Dean started shouting. I stood beside Laura as Sam closed the hallway door.

"Dean, you need to calm down." I realized it was the wrong thing to say a little too late. Dean rounded on me next.

"Calm down?! The angels want to take our child away. If we let them do that who's to say they won't just kill it?"

"DEAN!" Laura's voice boomed through the room. Everyone was silent and Laura continued. "Calm your tits, we can't solve this if your mind is clouded. We need to brainstorm. I know those angels only want what benefits them so thats why we need to make them agree to what we want as well." Laura's voice was firm and in many ways she was intimidating, like a mother bear protecting her family.

"Why not trick them?" A voice came from the corner of the room. We all looked around to see who had spoken, we caught sight of her when she came out from the shadows. It was Mercedes.

"Where have you been this whole time?" Sam asked.

"Here," We all gave her quizzical looks "I don't like crowds too much, especially crowds of celestial beings."

"You said we should trick them?" Laura changed the subject.

"Yes, and I think I have an idea."