Jen blinked, silent in thought as she stared back at her angel.
What did he mean? Could he really "fix" it? And how?

"Jennifer..." Castiel spoke up again, but softly. His head tilted, studying her expression which, to him, seemed hesitant and maybe even a bit worried, "Don't be afraid."

She shook her head in response, "No. I'm not... I- I just don't understand. How would you help fix this?"

"Well... I would do what could normally be done. Only, my way." He explained, but it still wasn't quite clear enough, as Jen questioned him again.

"Castiel, what are you saying?"

"I can change it. I can end the pregnancy... in a way, kind of like..."

"...an abortion...?" Jen asked, finishing the sentence for him and he nodded his head.

Jen looked away now, across the room, silent in thought once again. Now there was an inner struggle. A war waged inside. There was a part of her desperately screaming 'Yes! Please!', while at the same time, she felt so wrong for even considering it.

Castiel placed a gently hand on Jen's shoulder, sensing her turmoil, "It's alright Jennifer. You don't have to make this decision right now."

She nodded, "I do think I need some time."

"Which is absolutely fine. Now, get some rest."
Castiel could tell how tired and unwell she really was.

It wouldn't take long for her to drift off to sleep... Castiel's presence was soothing and she felt so safe and comfortable with him there.

Once he was certain that Jen was sleeping soundly, Castiel teleported into the other room where Mark and Connie were, which startled her and caused her to jump, "God. Can't you use the door like us normal people? It would give us more of a heads-up."

"I apologize."

"How is she doing?" Mark asked, but refused to look at the angel.

"She's asleep now," Castiel told them, clearly noticing Mark's refusal to look at him, but he would just shrug it off. If Mark wanted to still be angry, that was fine, "I told Jennifer that I can offer a solution, if it is her wish."

This was the moment Mark chose to look back at him, his head whipping around quickly now in curiousity, "What kind of a solution?"

"I can offer a way to stop the pregnancy."

"What did Jen say?" Connie asked, curiously.

"She is going to take a bit of time to think it over first."

"You should do it." Mark spoke up.

Connie gasped, shocked at her cousin, "Mark!"

"What?! Do you think she should go through with this? And what about if Henry were to find out that Jen's pregnant?! He would have a ball with that!"

Mark approached the angel now and stood only a couple of feet away in front of him, "You should fix this, it's YOUR fault after all! You stood idly by and did nothing to save her!"

Castiel narrowed his eyes, but remained calm, "I can say the same of you. You were there. What did you do to help?"

Mark's eyes widened, shocked and ready to rage, "Unlike you, I didn't know that's what was happening... you god-damn FAIRY!"

"Hey, hey! That's enough! Stop your bickering, guys, you'll wake her up!" Connie shouted, but trying not to be too loud and rushed over to get between them.

Castiel stood calm the whole time, "This decision is Jen's. And Jen's alone. I will be there to fix it only if it's what she truly wants. Do not try to persuade her against what she wants, or you will have me to deal with."

"Don't threaten me! It's insulting that you think I'd do such a thing! I've already told Jen that I support whatever she decides to do about it. So shut the fuck up!" Mark fumed again. His buttons were seriously being pushed. He cared about Jen and couldn't believe the nerve of this guy.

Castiel turned his back to Mark now, ready to go back in to check on Jen, but paused to speak one more time.
"I'm Jennifer's care-taker. Her real guardian. I know that you don't like me, and frankly, I don't care. You'll just have to accept me."
This time, Castiel used the door and went back to Jen.

Mark shook his head and took in a deep breath, letting it back out slowly.

"Relax Mark, please. You two are going to have to get along, for Jen's sake. She needs both of you." Connie told him as she took a seat on the couch again.

He nodded, "I know."

Connie said no more, but deep down, she was starting to get a sense of what was going on and maybe even why her cousin was beginning to act this way.

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With his home now burnt to the ground, Henry had spent some time wandering through the forest in search of new shelter, all while plotting his revenge. Nothing exact yet, but one thing was - of course - definite... it was not going to be pretty.

'Hahahahahahahaha...'
Laughter. Richard's laughter.

Henry paused by a tree and looked all around him.
No one was there. It was then that he realized it was only in his mind.

'Hahahahaha...'

Now the laughter had an echo.
And it would not stop.

Henry growled and slammed his hands against the sides of his head, "Shut the fuck up!"

Even more laughter.
'Hahahahahahaaaaaaa...'

This was very agitating.

Henry now slammed his fists against the tree, drawing blood and leaving some of the skin on his knuckles pretty raw.
However, it did not phase him. He just collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily and holding his head.

After another moment, Richard's laughter finally began to fade until Henry could no longer heard it.

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Jen's peaceful slumber did not last long.
Even though Castiel was now back in the room and at her side, a nightmare had begun:

~Her eyes opened. The room Jen was in was so bright white, it was blinding, so she closed them once again and started picking herself up off of the cold, hard floor that she had been laying on. Once she was on her feet, she could hear what sounded like like steps from tiny feet come rushing up behind her and stop.

"Mommy?"
It was the voice of a young boy. Perhaps a toddler.

Jen opened her eyes and spun around.
The room was no longer blinding, now it was pitch-black darkness, making it impossible to see the child.

He spoke again, "Mommy? Come play with me Mommy."

"Wh- What? What's going on?! Who are you?" Jen spoke up and took a single step back though she still could see nothing.

The child giggled, "You funny, Mommy... come play... COME PLAY!"

Suddenly, as Jen looked downward, she could now see two small red eyes glowing through the darkness.
Gasping, she tried to spin back around and run away but before she could, something slammed into her and knocked her backwards to the ground.

Now it felt as though the child was climbing up her body - from feet to chest - where he froze and looked down at her.
Those two creepy red eyes peered into hers as he spoke once again - only this time, with a deep demonic voice, "I SAID PLAY WITH ME MOMMY!"

Jen was frozen. She could not move or even scream.
The eyes got closer and as the face was only a couple of inches from her own, it lit up suddenly and was Henry's, eyes still red!~

There was now a release and she began to scream as she woke up.

Castiel flinched a bit and put a gentle hand to her shoulder, which only seemed to frighten her more.
"No! NO! Let go of me!"

"Jennifer, relax... you were dreaming!" Castiel assured, trying his best to snap her out of this state.

In two seconds, Mark had rushed through the door and into the room, yanking the angel away when he saw the hand on her shoulder.
"What are you doing to her?!" Mark demanded to know as he slammed Castiel up against a wall.

Connie ran in and went to Jen's side.

Jen was now fully awake and aware that she'd only been dreaming as she looked at the two men now, "Hey! It's okay-"

"Damn it Mark, stop!" Connie yelled.

What happened next shocked the girls. Castiel was quite sick of Mark's attitude toward him lately, so he raised a hand and Mark went flying across the room and into another wall. He slid down and collapsed to the floor, dazed.

"Oh god..." Connie gasped and ran to his side.

"Castiel!" Jen shouted in disbelief.

"My apologies, Jennifer, but his temper is extremely out of control lately..." The angel's eyes moved from her back to Mark, "What has gotten into you? You need to pull yourself together. It's an insult to think I would ever hurt her."

Mark said nothing after getting back up to his feet with Connie's help and he left the room immediately.

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Author's note: Sorry for the 2-month delay, writer's block SUCKS. I feel this could've been a bit longer, but I wanted to go ahead and get something out. Hope you still enjoyed :) What are your thoughts on Mark's temper toward Castiel lately? Also, I'm still debating whether or not to have Henry find out about the pregnancy. Feel free to leave any input in a review or PM. Thanks for sticking with me!