Heaven was…strange. I couldn't understand anything of what was going on. Apparently, I wasn't allowed to. I had also discovered that Cas was actually an angel, Castiel, and what he had asked me to say yes to would have been at the top of my no list had I been in the right mind. After a wonderful night bliss, Castiel tore me from my body and sent me to heaven leaving a bare and empty shell of a body on Earth. He couldn't explain to me how I was pregnant while separated from my body, but I didn't mind.

Heaven was filled with light and happy feelings, though I was sure the experience was different for me than it was for angels. I felt like I was permanently in that stage of waking up after a drug induced sleep for surgery. I was given a nursery to stay in that looked seemed a dreamlike replica of one from Earth.

On my first day, Castiel came to visit me.

"How do you feel?" he asked in a voice that shimmered lightly through my being.

If I had lips, I smiled then. "Wonderful."

"Good, good. We want you to be happy here."

"Cas, tell me a bedtime story," I said dreamily. His being smiled and came over to stay beside me.

"Once, there was an angel who fell from heaven to Earth," he began. "Her name was Anna. She loved being an angel, but she wanted to be a human more, so she cut out her grace and fell. Many years later, a brave hero rose from her ashes and gave birth to two sons. Together, they saved many lives, but eventually needed Anna's help. So they found her grace and gave it back to her. She went all around looking for other angels who would be willing to join her in helping the children of the hero and restoring peace to heaven. She and the angels found a hiding place where the mislead angels would never find them. But the children need something else. They want to defeat a horrible evil and to do that, they need a weapon unlike any other."

He laid a warm hand on what would be my womb.

I smiled. "Our baby can help them?"

"Yes," he said. "This child may be the world's only hope."

I sighed sadly. "I never want to let it go…"

"I understand. But we can take care of it up here. We can protect better than any shield and provide more than the richest human on Earth."

"I know…but that doesn't mean I have to like this whole situation."

Castiel smiled lightly.

"Come, let's go for a walk."

"I thought we were hiding?"

"We are. But Anna and the others have found an area of heaven that allows us access to its light while being unseen by the others."

I smiled and stood up to follow him.

Outside the nursery was a beautiful sight. As far as I could see which isn't saying much, was a floor made of clouds that looked like the works of a fog machine or dry ice. Tall marble pillars reached up to a permanently night sky and a crescent moon that never faded.

"We know how much you live this scenery, so we change the appearance of our hideout," Castiel explained.

"It's beautiful!" I said, twirling around. Castiel laughed with me and followed as we moved forward.

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There was no sense of time in heaven. But for a wonderfully long time, the angels kept me there. They kept me happy. I had nearly forgotten everything about my life on Earth. But as time went on, the other soul that grew within me was nurtured loved by the other angels who had disobeyed. Castiel routinely took me for walks through the beautiful hideout and told me all kinds of amazing stories about the children named Sam and Dean who I would be helping. I would ask Castiel to retell my favorites like the ones with the prophet, Chuck, their father, John.

After what had to be a thousand years, all the angels gathered around me for the birth of my daughter. Even the pain was wonderful in heaven. Castiel let me hold his hand though I had to have broken all the bones in it.

Anna handed me my daughter wrapped in the softest blanket I could imagine. She was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen and much more real than any of the angels. She was a human born in heaven—a hybrid like no other. I immediately named her Claire.

I held her for the longest time, not wanting any of it to end. But I knew it was inevitable when Castiel came to see me alone.

"It's time to go home, Amy," he said softly. "Don't worry, Claire will be fine. She will grow knowing how brave and strong her mother was."

"Will I ever get to see her again?" I asked, torn with the worst pain I had ever felt.

"Yes, when the war is over. You two can be a family then."

"And what about you?"

"I will visit when I can, but for now, my duty lies with the Winchesters."

"Thank you, Castiel."

He took my dearest Claire and sent me through a tornado of feelings as I fell from heaven and collided into my body.

I sat up, gasping and sputtering in the hospital bed. A team of doctors and nurses shouted with surprise. I saw the main doctor's hand, halfway towards a button I knew would 'pull the plug' on my lifeline. I instantly remembered why I hated Earth. My parents were going to kill me in my sleep…

"Help!" I screamed. "Help me! They're going to kill me!"

The doctors frantically worked to restrain me, strapping my arms and legs down and forcing my head back.

"Hold on, sweetie," one of the nurses said over my screams. "You're okay, you're going to be okay!"

I broke down sobbing from the overload of emotion and lack of feeling. Earth was so dull and cold I just wanted out.

"Where is she?" I demanded over and over.

"Your mom?" asked the nurse. "She's been alerted. Your family is coming."

"No!" I screamed. "I don't want her! I want Claire!"

A liquid flowed through the IV in my arm and I was instantly calm.

"Very good," said the nurse. "Sweetie, talk to me."

"Where are they?" I sobbed. "I want to go home…"

"Amy, were you dreaming all this time?" the nurse asked.

"All what time?" I asked, trying to rip the needle out of my arm, despite the restraints.

"Honey, you've been in a coma for six months."

I really wished she would stop acting like she was my grandmother with all the 'sweeties' and 'honeys' because I was feeling sick enough as it was.

"Not a dream," I muttered. "I was gone…"

"Yes, you were gone for a long long time," she said. "Tell me everything you remember."

"I…" I remembered everything and was too sleepy to filter. "I was the birthmother of an angel who is going to be a weapon in the war for control over the apocalypse."

The nurse and all the others in the room laughed heartily.

"Of course you were. Now let's try to get some sleep. We don't want you to go be a big hero for the angels in your condition!

"Not me—Claire," I muttered. "My baby…Castiel has our baby."

"Well, Amy, I've been your nurse ever since your parents brought you here. I can tell you, there is no Claire."