Once again, Dean's peaceful beer has been interrupted, when Gabriel appears. The archangel is holding his guts in with one arm, and huddling a bundle of blankets to his chest with the other. And now, now Dean has been left with a tiny, blue-eyed angel...great! Baby!Cas, Wee!Cas, Baby!Angel, Protective!Dean. Fluff and some angst mixed in later. I don't own SN, some minor swearing.
Rated: K+ - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 17 - Words: 35,483 - Reviews: 238 - Favs: 300 - Follows: 146 - Updated: 3/30/2014 - Published: 2/14/2014 - Sam W., Dean W., Bobby S., Castiel - Complete