Cas had been meditating under a massive yew tree until Dean pushed him on his back, sat on top of him and yelled, "Happy Fathers Day!"

The angel's eyes popped open wide; they swirled with shades of blue and little glints of light making for a dazzling display. "What are you talking about?"

Dean patted his belly and smiled proudly, "I'm knocked up and you're the daddy."

"That is impossible!"

Dean looked up at the heavy branches of the tree and took a deep breath, "Smells nice under here, kinda like pine cleaner. What were you doing Cas?"

"Meditating now quite changing the subject, Dean you are not pregnant."

He bent down now nose to nose with the Angel, "I don't recall anyone else making a sperm donation in my pretty butt do you?"

Cas turned as pale as milk, "Are you sure Dean?"

"Yup, haven't gotten my period in since forever."

Dean let his Angel get up and Cas began to pace, "I wasn't aware you menstruated. I just assumed since you were a male that it was safe not to use condoms."

The Hunter folded his arms and gave Cas a hard look, "So what are you planning to do about it? I'm not going to be a single mom."

Cas sighed, "I suppose we have to get married now. I had planned a long courtship…you know what Dean, I'm fine with this because I have something to confess."

Now Dean looked truly nervous, "Yeah what would that be?"

"I am pregnant as well and you're the father."

Dean fell over in the grass, he covered his face and groaned, "Oh no…no, no, no, I don't wanna be a dad right now. I got too much living to do yet." After a few minutes the Hunter opened his eyes and found Cas standing over him with a smile on his face.

"You are not pregnant Dean, I would know it. I'm not either so you can breathe easy. That was a naughty joke to play on me."

Dean held out his arms and his Angel dropped to the grass going in for a cuddle, "I'm sorry baby, I was being a goof. It is Fathers Day and I wanted to get a laugh out of it I suppose so I didn't think of my own dad being gone."

He comforted his brave Hunter knowing how much Dean missed John. Once he felt Dean relax he asked, "Would it be so bad if we had children?"

Dean plucked a dandelion and tickled it under the Angel's chin, "You know what…I think I'd be ok with it. Guess we will never know Cas."

He wasn't sure what the gesture meant but he copied it and tickled Dean under the chin with a dandelion as well, "You never know Dean, stranger things have happened."

They kissed, smearing more sunny stain over each other then Dean showed him how to make a necklace and crown out of the weeds, "If you tell Sam I did this I'll spank you good."

The Angel saw that as a pleasant enough threat.

Cas began meditating again but this time with a little smile on his face as his Hunter continued to put little dots of golden yellow over his face, "I love you Dean."

"Love you too Cas."

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Happy Belated Fathers Day to any fathers that might possibly be reading Angel Hunter Soul Mate. If you are reading this props to you for being open minded with good taste