I looked up as Cas appeared in the doorway. I got up trying not to wake Mary. I walked over to where he was. He looked around.

"Are Dean, Sam, and John back yet?" asked Cas. "I have some information to share."

"They aren't back yet," I told him. "Why don't you come over here and we'll wait for them?"

We both walked back over to Mary's side. We watched her sleep. She looked so perfect. This was my future child. I couldn't believe it. And the fact that Cas was her father. After all everyone knows Cas doesn't do that sort of thing.

"Hey," said Dean as he, Sam, and John walked in with two large pizzas. "i can't believe your future kids don't know about pizza. With as much as you love to eat it. What's wrong with future you?"

"Dean," I said, "keep your voice down." I pointed to Mary's sleeping form.

She started to stir from a deep sleep to full wakefulness. She stared around as though looking for something or someone. Upon finding me, Cas, John, and Dean she relaxed. She tensed upon seeing Sam. We'd have to explain who Sam was to her.

"Mama," called Mary holding her arms out to me. "Mama. The bad man's here."

I looked at where she was looking. "No baby," I said. "Uncle Sammy's not the bad man. He's a good guy. Isn't that right John?" I knew she would listen to whatever her brother said.

"Yes mama," said the little boy. "Uncle Sammy and Uncle Dean got us pizza. You have to see this Mary. It's great."

Mary climbed out the bed and ran over to the box of pizza in Sam's arms. She looked up at Sam. "I want to see the pizza Uncle Sammy. I'm sorry I called you the bad man. I won't do it again."

"It's ok," said Sam. He stooped down next the little girl and opened one of the boxes so she could see. "This is what the pizza look like. Do you want some?"

"Yes please," said both children with angelic expressions on their faces.

"Ok," said Dean. "Let's eat. Then the grown ups have to talk about important stuff. Ok?"

"Yes, Uncle Dean," said both children.

The pizza were both eaten quickly. Both children seemed to like the pizza. They ate most of it. It was amazing to see someone with an appetite almost the same as Dean's.

While the children were still eating and watching the tv Cas pulled Dean, Sam, and me over to the hallway. He looked around.

"What is it Cas?" asked Dean. "Did Timmy fall in the well again?"

Cas cocked his head to the side. "I do not understand the referance. We have a problem."

"Ok," said Sam. "What's that?"

"There is no way to send the children home," said Cas. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to take care of them," I said. "They are our children after Castiel. We have a responsiblity to them. Plus we are the only parents they have ever known. So why deprive them of that?"

"You want to raise these kids," said Dean quirking an eyebrow at me, "with him."

"Why not? How hard could it be?"

"Fine. We'll help you as much as we can. But this all you and Cas."

"Fine."

We walked back into the room. I walked over to the children. I sat in between Mary and John and smiled down at them.

"We have something to say," said Cas. He sounded like he didn't know how to start. "We have no way of getting you back to your own time."

At this Mary started to cry. I put my arms around her shoulders and held her close to me.

"What are we going do?" asked Mary. "I want my mommy and daddy."

"We have our mommy and daddy," said John. "It's just they're younger than normal."

"That's right," I said. "Me and Cas will be raising you guys. Because basically you are our children. Is that ok with you guys?"

"Yes," said Mary. She cuddled up in my lap and started snuggling with me.

This was going to be both difficult and rewarding at the same time. I couldn't wait to begin. I looked over at Cas. He looked like he was in over his head. I smiled at him and he relaxed a little. Everything was going to be just fine.