Rated MA for SMUT it's Valentines day there must be super angelic sex!!! =D

Basically just tid bits you will need to know in the next chapter, a healthy dose of angel sexing and the beginings of a nervous Castiel. Ya know it's bad when Gabe is the voice of reason! ;D oh and a tiny cliff :)

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EP

52

It had been 4 days since Castiel traveled to New Jersey with the Winchesters and been clued into Zachariah's next move. Things had been calm, so far. Castiel and the others assumed Zach was still in the plotting stages of his latest strategy. All were hopeful this would give them time for Maggie to deliver the baby in peace, while planning their own next move.

Haniel had appointed 4 more angels to watch over Maggie and the new baby, as well as the house. So far Maggie hadn't detected the presence of any of them, Castiel was feeling relieved. He would introduce them soon, as soon as he thought it wouldn't seem too suspicious.

For now he lay watching her sleep, this morning was different, he new his child would be born today. He didn't know for certain how he knew, it was just a feeling. It wasn't angelic in the least, he could just feel it.

The week before.

It had been a rough week, Maggie's emotions had been all over the map. He didn't know what to think or expect most days. She spent 3 of the last 5 days unable to sleep, cleaning and organizing everything in sight.

He found her teetering on kitchen chairs cleaning cabinets, scolding her gently making her promise to stop. She would move on to re-arranging the furniture, and he would give more gentle scolding. She had done laundry and cleaned every room twice, the angel in tow, he had given up trying to stop her and now just tried to help. He nearly had to drag her from the crawl space attic as she wanted to rearrange it. Next, she had dragged all 3 of them, Adahiel, Gabriel and himself out to the garage, insisting it was too cluttered.

It had always been cluttered as long as he had been there, it had been cluttered. He had mentioned cleaning it out in the past and every time he had, she looked at him as if he were insane. Now, she wanted it clean.

Now that the world was ending, The baby was due, Lucifer and Zachariah were popping up everywhere, Now that one of the most evil and terrifying fallen angels in the history of heaven and hell was walking the earth. Now that he was hiding those and every other possible evil from her, not to mention, 4 new angels, knowing, full well, if she found out, she would be furious that he had kept it from her.

All the while fighting his incessant need to be near her, with her, all over her, he had no idea why he desired her so strongly at times, it had been a battle for months and now the desire was only getting stronger. Not to mention Alba's latest orders, which were really the only thing he wanted to worry about, as they fit his need quite nicely and were quite distracting… Despite it all.. She now wanted the clean the garage.

They, complied, while she paced and fretted over every item inside the large structure.

They would lug out boxes, furniture, rugs and paintings she would look at them all and decide she couldn't part with them. Causing all of them to roll their eyes at each other. Once she caught them, she got angry, saying she would do it herself. He lost his temper, as she insisted on lifting the boxes and moving furniture around herself. Yes she was strong, yes his grace kept her strong, made her strong. Still he could not let her risk harming herself or the baby. He snapped at her.

"Maggie Dammit sit down, we will do anything you ask. just be reasonabl!" He was spread too thin, as thin as an angel could be, he didn't mean it to come out the way it had.

It was only once, the only time he had ever truly, shown any amount of anger or un called for irritation towards her, and it truly was only irritation he wasn't really angry over something so trivial. True they had argued in the past, usually about her safety, but never had he truly just snapped at her, out of the blue over something like this.

As soon as it was out of his mouth, he regretted it. He braced for her tirade, he expected it, felt he probably even deserved it.

She dissolved into tears instead. She looked at him as if he were a monster, Maggie had seen monsters, real ones, then she ran in to the house. He would have rather she screamed at him.

"Oh bro.. you fucked up." Gabriel sighed. Watching her leave, setting down the box he was holding.

Castiel sighed and dropped his head. "I should talk to her." he said taking a deep breath.

"Better you than me." Gabe chuckled.

"She would actually talk to you." Castiel sighed. "I will be lucky if she even looks at me right now."

"Cass. She is close. Look at the way she is acting. She is a mood swing looking for a place to land. Give her a little time, then go find her and make up." he winked.

"And be careful she has Haniels dagger." Adahiel warned.

Castiel couldn't help but laugh at the remark, he wasn't sure if the larger angel was trying to make a joke or not… but it was funny… and a good point right now.

***

He found her in the nursery, the was sitting on the wingback chair. A definite pout on her face. He closed the door behind him… he locked it.

"Maggie" he said low and quiet.

She shifted her eyes to him but did not answer.

He knelt in front of her and moved closer, leaning close to her face with his own. His hands trailing up her legs, soft smooth.

His lips all but touching hers. "I'm sorry" he said in a whisper sincere but, filled with want. "I will never do that again." he went on, as he brushed her lips with his own. She responded. Eager.

He teased her mouth and kissed her again ,his hands on her hips, kneading, gently massaging the sore muscles through her shorts. "I love you" he whispered as he moved his hands under her shirt. Gently, tentatively, knowing she could deny him, she didn't.

She leant forward to help take it off. She didn't need much convincing, he concluded, she was just tense, afraid, tired. He knew, it was time. Time to move the next chapter, time their baby arrived. He was becoming as frazzled as she was for many reasons.

He kissed her deeply and reached behind her back for a handful of red curls, pulling down rough enough, to expose her neck, trailing kisses down to her shoulder then back to her mouth.

He dropped a hand to her protruding belly, looking up at her, just a moment to make certain he wasn't dreaming, then returning his focus back to the throbbing pulse of her neck. " I still can't believe it is all real" the angel said low and deep, pressing his mouth against the soft flesh of her her neck. "I'm still not certain how it even happened." he explained, ever so gently kissing her throat, lips and tongue just barely touching enough to taste the salt and take in her scent.

"I just know I want this, I want you. So much it drives me crazy." his voice now a soft low growl, bringing his lips up to once again to play with hers.

"I-" She started.

"Shh… " Castiel silenced her, "I know. It's all normal," he soothed as he kissed her lips softly. He spoke to her gently. "Relax now, that's all that's left to do, until she comes."

He tugged at her shorts pulling them free and separating her legs with his fingers, warm soft flesh, drawing him closer. Leaning in to kiss her again, he was overwhelmed.

"I don't know why but, I need you very badly sometimes." he confessed breathless. "I can't help it, and I can hardly think of anything else." her mouth still pressed against his own.

She nodded against his mouth. She knew.

He slid his hand between her legs and rubbed his fingers hard against the wet crotch of her panties, pressing his thumb down on her clit. Causing a moan to escape her mouth.

"Yesss" he breathed into her ear, "I need to hear that." he admitted, with a growl, his eyes rolling at the feeling and the sound, before taking her mouth with his own. Kissing hard and deep, his hands now working to remove her panties, before loosening the button on his own jeans, then removing his shirt.

Her arms around his neck, pulling his mouth closer shifting her hips and wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling him press against her, she was hot, wet, welcoming, her hips encouraging him to enter.

His hands trailed the skin of her back from her hips to shoulders as she arched in the chair wantonly. "Easy… go slow.." he soothed, taking control of her. His mouth against her ear.

Her breath was short she wanted him, she nodded but, ached. "We won't be alone much longer." she whispered back, sounding almost sad "Everything is going to change."

"Yes" he whispered, he understood some of the emotions driving her, better now.

"This will never change Maggie." he teased her mouth. "I promise." covering her mouth with his own, he slid inside her. Hissing in breath and biting her lip as he did, she was so warm, so soft, his eyes once again rolled upward as he gasp.

His thrust were slow, almost lazy… gentle. He could see at first she found it maddening but then, relaxed into the rhythm. "Easy… let me.. Trust me…" he breathed into her mouth, when she tried to pick up the pace. She nodded, then she eased into the slower, thrusts.

Now and then he would snap his hips harder, taking her off guard, causing her to moan or cry out. "Yesss" he would say satisfied as he watched her face, feeling her hands on him, in his hair, or digging into his shoulders. His own hands exploring her changed body, one more time, it came to him then. He knew it would be the last time he would make love to her like this. Swollen with his child, this child anyway.

Bringing his hands up under her breasts he moaned into her mouth. She arch her back more, for a moment driving him deeper and she tightened around him. Her hands digging into him, pulling him closer, deeper.

He held her firmly in the position and pumped harder and deeper, feeling her clench and spasm, he bit and sucked at the pulse on her neck and she released. He grunted his pleasure, feeling her wash over him, soaking his cock inside her, resisting the urge to release himself… not yet… he thought.

He watched her come down, returning to his slow and lazy pace. Stroking her hair. "Yessss" whispered short of breath against her own breathless lips, feeling her tremble in his arms.

"I love you" she said fighting for air.

She wrapped her legs around him tighter pulling him even deeper inside, more heat and softness. He groaned at the feeling of her legs around him. She was strong, he could feel it, the angel could only imagine how strong she would be once her body was once again her own. All of that power hers alone, no longer shared with the child. It made him smile a wicked grin and ache further to think what could await after the birth.

"Easy" he reminded again. Feeling her desire rise, his own needs taking over quickly, as if his body had a mind of it's own

He again, snapped his hips, forcing into her harder, this time with a bit of a snarl crossing his own lips, causing a grunt to escape hers.

She watched him now.. "Yes" she told him, she could sense him wanting to loose control, feel him becoming rougher, more needy his own want pushing to the forefront. He fought it at first determined to be gentle and slow, teasing each orgasm out of her, but his body was quickly betraying him.

She coaxed him verbally while, still allowing him to set the pace. Soon he was trusting was harder and faster, than before. He snapped his hips again, then again, and one more time, hard. His mouth slightly parted, his lips curled from desire, he grunted from the effort and she grunted and cried out from the force of him.

Her legs pulling him tighter. "Maggie" he growled trying to resist, the hard fast pumps his groin was begging for. She pulled his mouth to hers. Kissing his lips, biting, she could see them curl once again, as growls now emitted from his throat. She coaxed him more. "Yes, now you need to let go." she panted… "harder."

His wings became visible and encircled them both, wrapping tightly around her. He snapped his hips even harder, throwing his head back and grunting loudly with each thrust. She tightened again, as her arms reached out for his wings, her hands almost clawing through the tufts, he brought is head to hers, forehead pressed hard against the other, panting. He kissed at her mouth, biting her lips, and tongue, growling his pleasure, as she dug nails in deep. Feeling her aching peak, he crashed into her hips, one last deep, hard thrust, grinding deep inside her, filling her, holding her against him as she rode out the last of the spasms that shook her body.

He wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer staying deep inside her. He could feel her stomach against him and he left his hand drop to caress the bump. Feeling the squirming beneath his hand he smiled, catching his breath, "soon" he thought.

***

After he took her to bed and watched her sleep peacefully, for the first time in days. When she woke, he drew her a bath, made sure she ate, soon, she was sleeping deeply again. When he was satisfied she was out for the night, he went down stairs and checked in with Gabriel. Nothing had changed. Calm everything was still calm, he didn't question it, he was just grateful for it. He sent Gabe to alert Alba to be prepared.

He called the Winchesters and told them he was sure the birth was near. The plan was for them to be present for both support and defense, incase of unwelcome guests. At the first sign of true labor the house would be prepared, even with the presence of the angles and the hunters, they would salt and ward the house. They were leaving nothing to chance, assuming nothing were safe enough. Castiel was feeling strangely calm about all of it, except the actual birth.

He had read every book he could find. He had watched the DVD's Alba had left to prepare them both. He had to admit he was concerned for Maggie. Human birth was no mystery to him, he had, over his many years, attended the births of countless humans, for one reason or another.

Still this was different, this would be Maggie suffering, something he had never been able to bare in the past. He wasn't sure how it would affect him, he knew his emotions would play apart. It was different for humans and in this respect, he was certain his reaction would be very human.

Gabe returned, as he sat on the sofa reading over the information Alba had left during her last visit. It was a list of items needed. He and Maggie had gather everything on the list several days ago. Still he was thorough.

"How is she?" Gabriel asked returning.

"Still sleeping" Castiel told him

"She will need it." the angel nodded.

Looking down at his brother reading the list over and over… his face pensive.

The arch smiled. "How are you?" he asked raising his eye brows,

"Nervous." Castiel admitted.

"She'll be fine" Gabriel assured "she is strong and ready."

"I hope I am…" Castiel whispered.

***

Now it was morning, she was still sound asleep, he resisted the urge to touch her, to wake her. She needed the rest. He quietly got out of bed and went down stairs. He made rounds with the various angels posted thought the house. Caught up with Gabriel and Adahiel, who were beginning the warding of the property. He called Sam and Dean they were a few hours away, Bobby in tow.

The angel smiled knowing the older hunter was coming, he knew this would make Maggie happy. He was beginning to feel relaxed about the birth everything was in order.

Ty had delivered the special tea Alba recommended to help relax Maggie. Everything on the list was covered, much of it he didn't understand the point of, but it was all covered. As soon as Maggie was awake he would draw her a bath and make sure she relaxed. He had just taken a deep breath feeling things were under control when.

He heard the loud crash upstairs and then Maggie's feet on the floor, fast. She was moving too fast, he could hear her foot steps. He called for Gabe and ran up the stairs.

***