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Chapter 4

~3 MONTHS LATER~

"Will you sit down, boy? You're gonna wear a hole in the rug."

Dean couldn't stop pacing. It had been three hours already. He was worried shitless. What the hell was taking them so long?

"Dean, please sit down. You're making me nervous. Gabe and Cas are gonna be fine."

"What the hell is taking them so long, Sammy?"

Sam just shrugged, "I'm sure everything is fine. They're in Heaven and there are lots of angels."

Just then Cas and Gabe appeared causing Dean to jump.

"Dammit! What the hell took you so long?"

Cas just smiled and kissed Dean deeply, "Hello, Dean."

Dean looked from Cas to Gabe and back at Cas, "Well?"

Gabe chuckled, "Everything is fine, Dean. Dad did the checkup himself. He said we're fine."

All three hunters breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, who's hungry?" Bobby asked. All hands went up and Bobby shook his head and went to the kitchen.

Sam followed Bobby and Gabe trailed after him leaving Cas and Dean in the living room. Dean kissed Cas deeply.

"I missed you, Cas."

Cas smiled, "And you were worried about me."

Dean nodded, "Yeah."

"I'm fine so you don't have to worry," Cas said as he made a face and disappeared.

Dean looked shocked for a minute then he heard retching in the bathroom upstairs. He quickly ran upstairs and found Cas bent over the toilet. Dean rubbed his husband's back and made soothing noises. Cas soon stood up and Dean handed him mouthwash which he quickly used.

"I hate this, Dean," he said when he was finished.

"I know, babe, but don't worry Sam said that it should end by the fifth month."

"What if it doesn't?" Cas asked as they walked down the stairs.

"It will and if not, we'll just deal with it," Dean reassured just as Sam ran past them upstairs.

"Sorry!"

"Gabe?"

Cas nodded.

"Wonder what happened?"

Cas shrugged and sat down on the couch while Dean went into the kitchen to help Bobby.

"Sorry about that, Bobby," Sam said as he entered the kitchen.

"Its fine as long he didn't puke on the food."

"What happened?" Dean asked.

"Apparently the smell of the steaks got to him."

"Oh."

The three hunters continued to cook the meal. Bobby was cooking the steaks, Dean was peeling potatoes and baking them, and Sam was making a salad. Dean looked up as Cas walked in.

"Cas, you okay?"

"Yes, I was wondering if Bobby had any pickles."

"Uh, yeah," Bobby answered going through the fridge. He handed Cas the jar of pickles.

"Thank you, do you have ketchup?"

"Ketchup?" Sam asked.

Cas nodded and Dean handed the bottle of ketchup.

"Thank you, Dean," Cas said as he headed out the kitchen.

"Cas."

Cas turned around, "Yes, Dean?"

"Plate," Dean handed him one.

"Right. I forgot, thank you."

"You gonna still eat dinner?"

"Yes, of course," Cas answered walking out of the kitchen.

Bobby and Sam looked at Dean, "Dude, pickles, and ketchup?" Sam questioned.

Dean nodded, "He's been on that kick for the last week."

"His first craving?" Bobby teased.

"Well, you should see what Gabe's been craving. Marshmallows and ice cream."

"Yeah? That's not that bad."

"I know, but after two weeks? It's annoying to see him eat it."

Bobby laughed, "Let's eat," he said carrying food out on the table.

The boys helped Bobby set the table and both Sam and Dean laughed when they saw how Gabe was sitting far from Cas with a grimace on his face. Dean went to take the pickles from Cas. Cas didn't want to let them go.

"C'mon Cas, we're gonna eat some real food now. Give me the pickles."

Cas shook his head.

"Cas, you promised. You are not gonna eat pickles and ketchup all night. If you eat some real food, I will give them back."

"Promise?"

"I promise," Dean said ignoring the chuckles from the others.

Cas nodded and handed over the pickles and ketchup. The four then made their plates and sat around the living room eating. Cas and Gabe were seated on the couch while their husbands were seated in front of them on the floor and Bobby was seated in his chair.

"Thanks for dinner, Bobby," Sam said stuffing his face.

"My pleasure. It's been a long time since I cooked for you boys."

"Oh, Bobby? Did that piece for the Walker come in yet?" Dean asked.

"Hey, no shop talk," Sam said.

"Fine, Sammy. Mmm, Cas that feels good."

Cas chuckled as he continued to lightly thread his fingers through his husband's hair, "Like that, Dean?"

"Mmhm."

Gabe chuckled at the sight of Dean being petted like a cat. Cas kept up the threading throughout the meal. Once the meal was done, Dean collected the plates and began cleaning up. Cas decided to help.

"No, babe, just sit and relax."

"But Dean, I want to help. It is only fair. You guys cooked so Gabe and I should clean up."

"Hey! I am not getting my hands dirty."

"Don't be a baby, Gabe."

"Cas, it's okay. Sam and I would feel better if you and Gabe just sat down and relaxed."

"That goes for you too, Bobby. Dean and I got the kitchen, right?"

Dean nodded.

"Fine," Cas and Bobby grumbled.

Dean and Sam headed in the kitchen and started cleaning. Dean started on the dishes as Sam put away all the food. Half an hour later, the kitchen was clean and the boys were tired. Walking out of the kitchen, Sam stopped Dean and pointed. Gabe and Cas were sleeping on top of each other.

"Gabe? Come on, we're gonna go," Sam said shaking his husband.

Bobby came downstairs, "You boys getting ready to go?"

Dean nodded, "As soon as we can get these two up. Cas, c'mon we're gonna go home."

Cas nodded and stood up, "I'm ready."

"Me too," Gabe said copying his brother.

"See ya, Bobby."

The next morning Dean dragged himself in the shower. His body was sore from last night, but he had to be to work. After showering, he quickly dressed and exited the bathroom and found Cas sitting up in bed.

"Morning, Dean."

"Morning, Cas."

"I wish you didn't have to go to work today," Cas whined.

"I know, baby, but I gotta. Trust me, soon I will be on vacation, and I will spend all day with you. You want me to make you some breakfast before I go?"

"No thank you. I'm not hungry and I don't want you to be late."

Dean nodded and kissed Cas on the lips then on the belly. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door and found Sam leaning against the passenger side of the car.

"Dude, you look about as tired as I feel."

Sam climbed in the passenger seat, "You don't wanna know."

"What? You and Gabe went like seven rounds?"

Sam looked shocked, "Six, but how…?"

"Cause Cas and I went seven rounds last night."

Sam sighed, "I can't believe how horny Gabe has become since being pregnant."

"Tell me about it. I don't think they realize we're mere humans and not indestructible."

Dean pulled up to Sam's job.

"See you later, Dean. Have a great day."

Dean nodded, "You too."

Dean waited until Sam got into the building before driving off.

Sam immediately booted up the computer and started on the documents that needed typing. He hated being a paralegal but it was the closest he could get since he never finished college. He was just happy that he had a job and made money. The work wasn't bad and he got excellent vacation time.

"Excuse me?"

Sam was pulled out of his thoughts by a voice that was vaguely familiar. He looked up and gasped.

"Sarah?"

"Sam? Sam Winchester?"

Sam nodded, "What are you doing here?"

"My father lives in this area. He always wanted to retire here and I am visiting him. I've come to take care of some of his legal affairs. What are you doing here?"

"I live here now."

Sarah lowered her voice, "What about the ghosts?"

"I still do that, just not too much. I'm married now so that takes a lot of my time."

"Really? Who's the lucky girl, if I might ask?"

Sam hesitated, "Um, Gabe."

"Gabe? That sounds like a guy's name."

"Uh, yeah. His name is Gabriel."

"Wait, what? You're married to a guy? You mean all these years you've been gay?"

"Not until recently. He's a great guy and I think you'll like him. I mean if you're interested in meeting him."

"Maybe. So where's Dean?"

"He's here too. I live across the street from him."

Dean was under the hood installing a new carburetor for the Walker car. All he really wanted to do is go home and make love to Cas.

"Dean Winchester? Is that you?"

Dean slammed the hood of the car and looked up.

"Lisa?"

TBC...

Me: So Lisa and Sarah are in town. That's not gonna cause problems right?

Max: You're the author so I know you're gonna find a way.

Me: No I won't.

Max: You so will. I know you.