P.O.V. Of Dean

It was weird having Cas in a female's body. But what was even weirder was having Cas's original vessel Jimmy walking around the bunker. Jimmy was sort of weak from all the crap Cas had put his body through, but other than getting sick more often than normal, he seemed okay. It was about a month after the switch and Sam and Jimmy were gone out on a hunt. Sam had chosen a simple haunting in an old elementary school out in some small town in California for Jimmy to learn about ghosts. Sam was doing a pretty good job teaching Jimmy how to hunt and the hands on learning technic did wonders for him.

As for Cas and I? Well Sam didn't want to take a pregnant girl out on hunts, so I got stuck staying at the bunker to watch over Cas. Being an angel, Cas didn't seem to understand all the intricacies of women and pregnancies. But I was human and I didn't really understand it either. This lead to a lot of reading.

I was sitting at the table in the bunker, a book on fetal development in front of me. As I started reading the chapter on miscarriages I groaned aloud.

"How come I'M the one stuck at home researching and SAM is off hunting. Seems kinda backwards, right Cas?" I called to the blonde haired, pregnant, female Cas. He... she... (I still couldn't decide what to call him. Sam called Cas a he still. But me... I dunno. I guess I still considered the angel a guy. It was really confusing. ANYWAY). Cas looked up from his belly, which was slowly starting to show a small baby bump.

"Yes Dean, it's different. But I like having you here. What have learned about my condition?"

"Geez Cas. You make it sound like a disease. Well, first of all, we really need to take you to the doctors. We don't even know how far along you are and that's important to know. You're obviously still in your first trimester, but we need to know the months. Miscarriage is apparently most common in the first trimester. And according to this book, there's a ton of vitamins you need that I have no idea where to find them or even how to pronounce them." I told Cas.

The angel looked at me with blue eyes, still so much like his old ones. Even though the eyes were different, the feelings behind them still showed the same old Cas.

"So we will go to the doctor." Cas nodded.

"Well, buddy, that's not how that works. We have to make an appointment with an OB/GYN."

"A what?" Cas tilted his head to the side, confused.

"A..." I looked back down at the book. "A... Obstetrician and Gynecology doctor."

"Okay."

"Get me the phone book, Cas."

A week went by. Sam and Jimmy returned from California, then soon took off to New York for another case. But tomorrow was Cas's first appointment.

It was 12 AM when I woke up and went out to the kitchen for some water. I passed by Cas sitting on the couch, staring at nothing.

"Cas... what are you doing up?" I asked, sitting down next to him.

"Angels don't sleep, Dean."

"But pregnant women do. Cas you need to remember you're in a vessel that is carrying human life. You need to start taking care of your vessel. That means things like sleeping, eating, drinking, showering." I sniffed Cas. "I mean GOD, do you even know what a shower is?"

"Yes, Dean. I have showered before." Cas said in his matter-o-fact tone.

"I know, Cas... I was just teasing- you know what? Never mind. Just follow me." I stood up and Cas followed suite. I took him down the hall to the bathroom and turned the water on for him. Looking at him take off the girl's jacket, I realized that she hadn't showered since she got here. She was still wearing the same clothes as the day Sam had hit her with Baby and brought her in.

"We need to go out shopping for maternity clothes for you before the appointment tomorrow, Cas." I said. Cas nodded and continued stripping until he was naked. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Uh... I'll go grab you some of my old clothes for you to put on when you're done. That will work for now." And I quickly turned and fled the bathroom.

When I returned with clothes, Cas was in the shower... singing?

"Carry on my wayward sooooon... there'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to reeeest. Don't you cry no more."

"Hey Cas?" I broke in, making Cas stop.

"Yes Dean?"

"Where'd ya here that song?"

"It was just in her memories Dean. Her memories were so strong. They wanted to sing. So I did." I put my clothes on the back of the toilet.

"Ah huh. Alright Cas. Well the clothes are here when you get out. The towels are to your left on the rack. Meet me in the kitchen when you're done."

"Okay, Dean."

I left the bathroom and walked down the hall to the kitchen. I began to hum the song Cas had been singing. Carry on Wayward Son, huh? Wonder what made that song so important to the girl. About halfway through humming it, at the guitar solo part, I started playing air guitar, basically sang the guitar part, and dancing around the kitchen like a complete idiot.

"Carry on, you will always remember. Carry on, nothing equals the splendor. Now your life's no longer empty. Surely Heaven waits fooor yooou! Carry on my wayward soooon. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to reeest. Don't you cryyyyy. Don't you cry no moooooooooore."

I danced around some more, sliding back and forth on the wooden floors.

"No moooooore!"

More air guitar, then I slid a little too much and fell.

"Whoaaaa! Son of a bitch!" I turned over and laid on my back for a moment with my eyes closed. That was great!

"Dean?"

I opened my eyes and looked up to see Cas staring down at me. I smiled at him wearing my clothes as a girl.

"Are you alright?"

I laughed and stood up.

"Yeah Cas, I'm fine. Now let me show ya how to make pancakes. That little fella needs to eat." I rubbed his belly a little, then went to grab some ingredients.