The lights in Dean and Castiel's bedroom were off, the TV illuminating the room. Castiel lay on the left and Dean on the right, their small daughter propped up against a pillow between them. Both men had their bodies curved around her in a protective manor, watching adoringly as she made her first attempts at little giggles and kicked her tiny feet at the television.

"Tale as old as time, tune as old as song. Bittersweet and strange, finding you can change, learning you were wrong." Dean sang with the movie, reaching over their daughter to gently stroke Castiel's face.

"Certain as the sun, rising in the east. Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme, Beauty and the beast." Castiel replied, taking the hand Dean was using to stroke his face and gently kissing his wedding band. Raini squeaked happily at her parents, sensing the love radiating from both of their graces. As she often did when it was just the three of them, all three graces synchronizing and nurturing each other the way any newborn angel or Nephilims parents grace did, Raini unfolded her tiny pure white wings and stretched them out. She let out a small yawn as both Dean and Castiel's wings unfolded as well, feeling through her emotions that their daughter felt safer sleeping enveloped in her parents wings.

"Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme, Beauty and the beast." Dean and Castiel both finished singing together, both kissing the top of her head and allowing her to curl into a ball with her little wings around her. Dean picked her up and lay her on his chest, folding his wings around them both and curling into Castiel's lap, who wrapped his wings around all three of them. Most of the time Raini slept in her nursery, but they all loved her morning naps after their movie time, when they all slept together in a mass of soft colorful feathers.

This was routine for Dean and his family when they weren't hunting, the morning movie and nap, but Sam's end of their family had a different morning routine…especially this particular morning, when they'd just received the happiest news of their lives. Gabriel was sitting in front of Sam, them both sitting cross-legged on their bed. They'd just finished their heavy make-out session pressed up against the wall, until Gabriel's vessel finally couldn't take it anymore and sat Sam down on the bed. Usually, this would all too quickly lead to sex, but there was something Gabriel felt like he needed to do first. He'd locked the door and pulled a golden book from thin air, looking sappily at his confused mate.

"This is what the Bible looks like in Heaven. It's not really the Bible you read here on Earth, this one was written in Enochian and is specifically for and about the angels. It explains why we exist and all the laws and teachings we are supposed to abide by, plus loads of stories of famous angels, including myself. Every fledgling is read this by their parents in heaven, well I mean, except the archangels since we helped God write it. I just…I wanted to read the first page to our babies right now, it's a scared prayer that most angel fathers read to their unborn children. It ensures a safe birth and is supposed to shield them from the temptation of following Lucifer's path." Sam grinned happily and nodded.

"Of course, Gabriel. Why didn't Castiel read it to Raini?" Gabriel shrugged.

"Castiel is the mother in that relationship. It would have been Dean to read it, and Dean wouldn't have known. Might have been why her birth was so painful to him and why she came early, but Castiel was so shocked that he was even able to get pregnant I'm sure he forgot all about this." Sam didn't respond but nodded, obviously eager to hear the little prayer. Gabriel opened the thick solid gold book and couldn't help the tears that cascaded down his cheeks. Sam brushed them away with the back of his hand.

"What's wrong, Trixie?" Gabriel nuzzled into the caress and his eyes fell from his lovers face to his swollen abdomen.

"I never thought I'd get to read this to anyone. I mean I was never the settling type, Sammy, but when God told me my mate was a male I was livid. When I told Castiel about it we laughed, I kept it playful because I didn't want to burden Cassie with what I was feeling, he was too innocent and too happy with the news of his own mate. But I was angry that I was intended to mate with whoever this Sam Winchester guy was because I new I'd never have any fledglings or any Nephilim. Then when I finally saw you for the first time it was an instantaneous imprint, my grace marked you the moment our eyes met and I hated that too. But the more I was around you the harder I fell, I fought it, I told myself I'd defy my instincts and settle down with a nice woman but damn it Sammy, I couldn't stop myself from falling in love with you. Everything about you was perfect, every aspect of your personality. The more time I spent with you the less I wanted to run because I fell in genuine love. So I accepted that I'd fallen in love with you and we'd just have to adopt, but then the realization hit me that you hated me, no matter how hard I had fallen. So I tried to stay away from you…until that night that you called me drunk off your ass and told me you loved me. Sam I'll never forget it." Sam shook his head and squeezed Gabriel's hand.

"I fell in love with you the moment you came to help me and Dean get out of that situation with Lucifer. Watching you stand up to him, protect me and my brother, it made me realized how much you truly seemed to care about me. Not only were you standing all defensive like in front of me with that blade, but I was slowly piecing together in my mind that the reason you'd killed Dean so many times on those Tuesdays was to protect me from destroying myself on my mission to save Dean from hell…to teach me that it was okay to move on. There you were, protecting me for the second time and Lucifer shoved that knife through your heart and I thought the world had stopped spinning. I realized a second too late that I loved you…so when I found out you weren't really dead I was ecstatic. I was too afraid to tell you that though, until the night I got plastered and prayed to you. It was the first time I'd prayed since…" Gabriel smiled sadly.

"Since you thought I'd died. I know, Sammy, I heard all the prayers you sent while you thought I was dead. Every I love you…but I couldn't respond, I couldn't risk you losing that feeling of love once you realized I was alive. I couldn't believe that you meant it after everything I'd done…" Sam pulled Gabriel into a tender kiss.

"It's okay Gabriel…I finally got the balls to call for you, even if I was intoxicated, and we are able to have children, and in five months we will. We'll have two beautiful sons and everything's going to be perfect." Gabriel nodded and sniffled, gazing adoringly into his hunters hazel eyes.

"I love you. I hope our sons are just like you." Sam grinned.

"I love you too." Gabriel looked back down at the prayer and placed a hand on each side of Sam's belly where he assumed both of his children were.

"ILS IOIAD DOOAIP OIAD, ALLAR BALTIM BABALON. CHISO AAI AAIOM BLIORS, FAONTS DE PIRIPSON. ZOMDV CNILA PIRIPSOL VRBS GE ADOHI, AAI VNIGLAG OD FGAOSGA IZIZIOP, OD BAMS CORAXO. (Oh you of him that liveth forever in the name of God, bind justice to the wicked. And shall be you amongst us to our comfort, dwelling in the brightness of Heaven. Your blood of the Heavens beautified our kingdom, you descend and visit the Earth from the highest vessels, and let them forget the thunders of judgment and wrath.)" Gabriel then gingerly kissed each side and earned a little flutter from each baby. Sam couldn't take it anymore, he wasn't sure if it was the fact that him and his mate sharing their own private language with their babies was kind of hot, or if it was simply the fact that Gabriel's Enochian accent was kind of hot…but either way Sam was horny and was dying to finish what they'd started earlier. Sam grabbed hold of Gabriel's shoulders and pushed him backwards, crawling onto his waist and slipping his shirt off over his head. Gabriel reached up and pulled Sam's shirt off as well, admiring the large baby bump growing there, unable to take his eyes off of it. He smiled his most tender and affectionate smile and rubbed his nose against Sam's bellybutton, as if giving the babies Eskimo kisses the way he liked to do to Sam when they woke up in the mornings. Sam giggled and nipped at Gabriel's neck.

"You're adorable." Moose, who had been absentmindedly grooming himself in a corner of the room perked up, understanding what his masters lack of clothing usually meant. Being the best dog Sam had ever had, Moose decided to keep living up to that expectation, walking to the side of the bed and fetching the articles of his masters clothing as they were flung to various corners of the room. The hell-hound gathered all the clothes in this mouth and scampered off to lay them at the door of the laundry room, causing Gabriel to snicker.

"This whole family is getting soft Sammy, we have a hell-hound doing laundry. I love it." Sam just chuckled and captured his archangels lips, trailing a slender finger down his newly naked body. His hand wondered curiously until it found what it was looking for, giving his penis a sharp tug. Gabriel's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he moaned, bucking his hips up and attempting to fuck Sam's hand. Every time they had had sex apart from the period Sam was in heat, Sam was the dominant one in bed, he claimed his angel and he called the shots. However, the further Sam came along in his pregnancy the more submissive urges he got, which he'd been ignoring since pleasing Gabriel was his natural instinct as the dominate mate. However, this particular morning his hormones were begging him to let the archangel take him, and watching Gabriel protect him from Meg earlier had kicked it into overdrive. He'd seen just how powerful and protective his mate could be and he lusted for it. Sam pulled his hand away despite the whimper of protest he got from Gabriel and leaned against his ear.

"Baby?" Gabriel's breath hitched in the back of his throat, Sam's hot breath against his ear sending shivers down his body.

"Yeah, Sammy?" Sam was practically purring, his body on fire with a kind of need he hadn't felt in a while.

"Fuck me." His words went straight to Gabriel's dick and the smaller man's eyes widened.

"Really now, Samchop? Since when do you bottom?" Sam growled and stared at Gabriel with lust blown eyes.

"Since my husband decided to be a sexy protective beast this morning." Gabriel's topaz eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and bliss, obviously very pleased by this.

"You liked that?" Sam looked shockingly wide-eyed and vulnerable when he shook his head.

"Veeeery much." Gabriel was starting to wonder if maybe Sam was meant to be the submissive mate and they just didn't know it since Gabriel had never really shown his big bad archangel side much to Sam. Judging from the way his body had reacted to it though, Gabriel thought the idea was plausible. Gabriel was happy to have said knowledge, loving the way protecting his mate and their babies had felt.

"Yeah? Then let me be your superman, Sammy. I can take plenty care of you." Gabriel promised seductively, pushing Sam onto his back and reversing the roles. Gabriel stuck an un-lubricated finger into Sam's ass, earning a hiss of pleasure from the taller man. He wasted no time adding the second finger and stretching him out, it being exactly four months since he'd been inside his husband. Sam wriggled and moaned like a whore while Gabriel scissored him, making his archangel's dick throb with anticipation. Gabriel's finger brushed against Sam's prostate and he screamed so loud he alerted the other Winchesters on the opposite side of the house. While Gabriel had a bottle of strawberry lube he'd just poofed in front of him and was rubbing some on his dick, they could hear Dean yell from his room "ABOUT TIME YOU REALIZE YOU'RE A BOTTOM, SAMMY". Sam replied with an ever polite "FUCK YOU DEAN". Gabriel chuckled and placed his cock in front of Sam's enterance.

"You ready, Samsquatch?" Sam was about to moan just thinking about it.

"P-Please, Gabs…ooooh!" Sam arched off the bed as Gabriel slid into him, pushing his tip straight in to Sam's most sensitive bundle of nerves. Gabriel began to thrust, capturing Sam's lips and reaching up to play with the younger Winchester's nipples. Their tongues danced in each others mouths as Gabriel used his free hand to jack his lover off. Sam moaned loudly and Gabriel moved to sucking hard on his neck while he quickened his pace, pulling his dick out to the tip and ramming it back in. He kissed all down Sam's chest and baby belly before sucking a nipple into his mouth and bringing his other hand to meet Sam's straining erection. With all the attention his body was receiving, Sam almost didn't know how to deal with everything he was feeling. His body was on fire, every one of Gabriel's touches setting a new piece of flesh ablaze. Gabriel snapped his fingers and in seconds he had a can of whipped cream, squirting it all over his husband, who shivered at the cool sensation. Gabriel's tongue swiftly lapped the cream from Sam's chest and bump, pulling out of Sam and sticking the nozzle into Sam's tight hole.

"W-What are you…" Gabriel didn't give him time to answer before he squirted the whipped cream all inside his ass, almost making him cum on the spot.

"Oh god…Gabriel…oh!" Gabriel smirked and thrust back inside of him, the feeling of Gabriel's dick squishing the cold whipped cream up against his prostate made Sam come completely undone, and he pulled Gabriel into a kiss roughly by his hair. Sam came all over Gabriel's chest as the angel simultaneously spilled his seed in his husband. Sam was panting heavily and Gabriel pulled out, more than proud of himself.

"That was amazing." Gabriel giggled.

"Oh we're not done Sammyboy, I still get to lick you clean."

Meanwhile, Amira couldn't believe who was standing before her. He smiled rather sarcastically at her and offered his hand. Once he'd pulled the angel to her feet, Michael gently cupped her face.

"You've missed me, Amira darling?" Amira's big hazel eyes filled with tears.

"T-They said you were dead…" Michael rolled his eyes.

"I was. But then I find myself being resurrected by God and told to fulfill my purpose of repopulating Heaven with you since we've been losing so many angels lately and no one is producing fledglings." Michael seemed very annoyed by this, but Amira was happy. She wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled into his chest, catching him off guard.

"I'm so happy that you're okay." Michael didn't know what to do, he didn't really care for Amira…I mean sure, he'd admired her beauty in Heaven, but that was his little brothers best friend. She meant nothing to him but a means of reproduction usable to do God's bidding…right? He didn't really know or care at that moment, only one thing was on his mind.

"Amira…would you do something for me?" Her face brightened and she beamed up at her mate.

"Anything." He gave her a genuine smile and petted her hair.

"Tell the Winchester's that Raphael is coming, and I will make sure he is merciless."