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Chapter 8

"It's about damn time," Sam commented as he got in the car.

"Vacation?" Dean asked starting the car heading towards home.

"Yup, finally. No more papers for two weeks."

"Dude, I don't know why you put up with that job."

Sam laughed, "Because it's close to what I always wanted to do and besides, they were the only one hiring at the time."

Dean parked the car in front of his house. Sam and Dean ran inside Dean's house and found their angels on the couch. Cas was crying and Gabe was trying to comfort him.

"Cas, I said I was sorry. You know I didn't mean it."

"Yes, you did. I know you," Cas sniffled.

"Babe, what happened?" Sam asked.

"I accidentally called Cas fat."

Sam groaned, "Gabe, just yesterday you had a fit cause Dean accidentally said you were gaining weight and now you call Cas fat?"

"I didn't mean it. It just slipped out. Cas, you know I would never call you fat on purpose."

Cas sniffled again and more tears fell down his eyes, "So you do mean to call me fat! Dean!" Cas ran into Dean's arms.

"Shh, it's okay, baby. Don't cry."

Gabe groaned, "Uhg, Cas I-"

"Let's just go, Gabe," Sam said leading his husband to the door.

Gabe nodded, "Dean, I'm sorry."

Dean nodded, "Don't worry about it Gabe."

Sam took Gabe's hand and led him out the house and across to their house. Dean then turned to Cas.

"Cas, it's okay, Gabe didn't mean it. Did you eat?"

Cas sniffled and nodded.

"Okay, let's get you to bed," Dean said and led his husband up the stairs.

Sam woke early the next morning and smiled. HHe was finally on vacation. He stretched his body trying to pull out the kinks.

"Hey, Sasquatch quit kicking me," Gabe grumbled.

"Sorry, Gabe."

Gabe grumbled and turned over. Sam immediately knew Gabe was gonna be in a foul mood all day. He so didn't want to deal with that on his first day of vacation.

"Gabe, c'mon get up."

"No."

"C'mon, you can't stay in bed all day."

"Yes, I can. Go away."

"Gabe, it's my first day of vacation. I wanna do something with you."

Gabe sat up on his elbow, "What the fuck, Sam? Must you annoy me right now? Leave me alone."

Sam looked like he was about to cry.

Cas and Dean were sitting at the table eating breakfast.

"Dean, do you think I eat too much?"

Dean shook his head, "You are eating for three, Cas."

Cas' eyes started to tear up, "So I do eat too much."

Dean groaned he really wasn't in the mood to deal with an emotional Cas, "That wasn't what I meant. I don't think you eat too much. You may feel that way because you are eating for three people."

Cas sniffed, "Oh. Do you think I'm fat like Gabe said?"

Dean groaned again, this was gonna be a long day.

Sam knew that Gabe was going through an emotional shift especially now that he was in his fifth month, but that doesn't mean his words wouldn't hurt any less.

"I'm sorry. I guess, I'll start breakfast. Anything particular you want?"

"No, just make sure it has chocolate chips."

Sam nodded and headed downstairs. He decided to make chocolate chip pancakes. Just as he was just finishing up the batter the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sammy."

"Hey, Dean, what's up?"

"Not much, do you have any walnuts?"

"Walnuts? Lemme check, hold on," Sam said putting down the phone and checking the cabinets. He found half a bag.

"Dean? I have half a bag," Sam said.

"Can I come and get them?"

"Sure, I don't need them."

"Thanks, bro. I'll be right over."

"Okay," Sam said hanging up the phone.

Sam went back to making the pancakes. He had just finished a batch when his doorbell rang. Sam immediately opened the door knowing it was Dean.

"What took you so long?"

"Cas."

"Oh. Whaddya need the walnuts for?"

"Cas' ice cream. He's been craving ice cream with walnuts and pickles."

Sam gagged, "Lucky for me I have the husband who craves normal things. Well, sorta. Gabe's been on a chocolate chip kick. Everything he eats has to have them," he said and handed Dean the walnuts.

"Speaking of Gabe, where is he?"

"Upstairs being pissy."

"Wow and I thought I had it bad with Cas crying every few seconds. You alright?"

Sam nodded.

"Kay, thanks."

"No prob," Sam replied.

Sam shut the door after Dean left and went back to the kitchen and grabbed the plate of pancakes to take upstairs to Gabe.

"Babe, I made you chocolate chip pancakes."

Gabe sat up, "Thanks, Sammy. Sorry for snapping earlier."

"Don't worry about it."

"Cas and I need to go get our check up from Dad later."

Sam nodded, "Okay, I will remind Dean."

Dean was pacing around Sam's living room. Cas and Gabe have been gone for three hours and he was getting worried.

"Dean, please stop. You're giving me a headache. Not to mention making me nervous."

"Sorry, Sammy. Just worried."

"I know, Dean. I'm sure they're fine. Now sit down."

Dean sighed and sat down. Twenty minutes later he went to grab a beer from the fridge and sat back down. An hour later he was on his third beer and pacing the floor again. Sam groaned.

"Dean, if you don't quit and sit your ass down, I'm gonna sit on you like I did when we were kids."

Dean grinned, "I don't think Gabe will like to see you straddle me like that."

"Then sit your ass down."

Dean sighed and sat down. Just then Gabe and Cas appeared. Cas ran straight into Dean's arms. Gabe planted a chaste kiss on Sam's lips.

"What the hell took you guys so long?" Dean asked.

"Dad wanted to run some tests and then we ran into Michael and the rest of our brothers," Gabe explained.

"So everything is okay?" Sam asked.

Cas nodded, "Yes, we're fine."

"See Dean, you didn't have to worry. I told you they'd be fine."

"You were worried?"

"Yeah, you guys were gone almost four hours."

Cas smiled, "That's sweet," he said and kissed Dean. "You taste like alcohol."

"Um, yeah. I had a few."

"A few? More like six," Sam teased.

"I did not have six. I had four."

"I know big brother I was just teasing," Sam said.

"Right. Ready to go, Cas?"

"Do we have to?" Cas asked tearing up.

"Whoa, hey, don't cry. We can stay if it's okay with Sam and Gabe.

"Really, Cas? You're a big baby. Shut up," Gabe said angrily.

"Gabe!" Sam yelled as Cas started crying again.

"Nice job, Gabe," Dean said patting Cas on the back.

"Whatever, he's just being a baby."

"And you're being an ass, Gabe. Cut it out. Cas, if you and Dean wanna stay for dinner you can."

Cas sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve, "Thank you, Sam.

"Oh, shit! Dean, think you can take me to the store? I forgot I needed to pick up some things I needed for dinner."

"Sure. Think you two will be okay by yourselves for a little while?"

"Just get out of my face, asshole."

Sam groaned, "Let's go, Dean. They'll be fine."

"I hope so."

Dean and Sam headed toward the impala and Dean started the car and headed toward the nearest store.

"Alright, Sammy, get what you need and hurry up. I have a feeling your husband's gonna hurt Cas."

Sam chuckled, "Gabe loves Cas even if he's pissy right now, he wouldn't dare hurt him."

Sam ran into one of the aisles and nearly bumped into someone. "Oh, gosh! I'm sorry," he said bending to pick up the dropped items.

"It's alright, Sam."

Sam looked up, "Sarah? What're you still doing here? I thought you left."

"I was supposed to have left earlier, but my dad wouldn't hear of it. It's been two months and although I love my father, I wanna go home."

Dean came up the aisle, "Sammy, what on earth…hey, Sarah. What are you still doing here? Last time we saw each other was two months ago. I'd thought you left already."

"Nope, still here."

"You wanna come over for dinner?"Sam asked.

"Sammy, I don't think that's a good idea. No offense, Sarah."

"None taken, Dean. I'd love to, but I can't. My fiancé is here and I'm supposed to be cooking dinner for him and dad."

"Congratulations, why don't you bring him over tomorrow for lunch? My house this time," Sam smiled.

"I'd like that," Sarah smiled back.

"Cool, see you tomorrow," Sam said as he left Sarah and went to go pay for his purchases.

By the time Sam and Dean made it back to Sam's house the house was quiet and the boys thought that their angels were sleep. They found them sitting on separate ends of the couch. Cas was sniffling and wiping his nose and Gabe looked ready to kill someone. Sam and Dean looked at each other and sighed.

"What happened this time?" Dean asked.

Cas' head jolted up and he ran into Dean's arms, "Can we go home? Gabe is being mean."

"I thought you wanted to stay."

Cas shook his head, "Gabe is being mean to me."

Sam sighed, "Gabe what did you say to Cas?"

"Nothing. He's just being a snot-nosed brat. Every time I say something to him he bursts out crying."

"Gabe, you act like you haven't done the same thing. Remember, Cas' emotions are a lot more whacked then yours are."

"I'm sorry, Cas."

"its okay, Gabe."

"Good now how about I finish dinner then we can eat."

"Need some help?"

"Naw, I think it best you stay out here with Cas and Gabe. Make sure Gabe doesn't do anything."

"Hey!"

"I mean it Gabe."

"I won't do anything to him, I promise."

Sam went into the kitchen and finished up the spaghetti and meatballs. He put some bread in the oven and finished up the salad. Dean then helped him make plates for them and their angels.

"Sammy?"

"Yeah, Gabe?"

"Where are the chocolate chips?"

"Oh, sorry," Sam ran back into the kitchen and grabbed the bag of chocolate chips and handed them to Gabe.

"Thanks," Gabe took a handful and sprinkled them on the spaghetti.

"Thank you, Sam," Cas said.

"You're welcome, Cas."

After dinner Dean helped Sam clean up and then took Cas home and got him settled in bed.

"I love you, Dean."

"I love you too, Cas."

The next afternoon Dean was helping Sam make lunch for Sarah and her fiancé's visit. Cas and Gabe were resting on the couch.

"Cas that is not a suitable name for a baby."

"Why not?"

"I don't think Dean wants to name his daughter Nefertiti."

"Nefertiti was a great queen of Egypt."

"Dude, I know."

Dean stuck his head out, "You two aren't arguing, are you?"

Cas smiled sweetly, "No, Dean."

"Good."

"Cas, did you tell Dean what you're expecting?"

"No, did you tell Sam?"

"Not yet. I have a feeling they might not wanna know."

"Why not, they are their children?"

"Dude, you can be real dense sometimes. Most people like to be surprised about the gender of the baby."

"Oh, I see."

The doorbell rang and Cas stood to go answer it.

"I will get it!" He yelled, walking to the door. He opened it to see Sarah and her fiancé.

"Hello, Sarah."

"Hi, Castiel."

"Come on in, Dean and Sam are in the kitchen. Please call me Cas. Dean, Sam, Sarah, and her fiancé are here."

Dean and Sam came out of the kitchen to greet Sarah.

"Hey, Sarah."

"Hi, Dean, Sam. This is my fiancé Marcus. Marcus, this is Dean, Sam, and their husbands, Cas and Gabe."

Dean and Sam shook Marcus' hand.

"Please make yourselves comfortable. Lunch is almost finished. Can I get either of you a beer?" Sam asked.

Sarah shook her head and Marcus nodded. Sam headed toward the fridge and got out a beer for Marcus.

"Thanks, nice house."

Sam nodded, "Thanks. Dean and Cas live across the street."

Dean and Sam went back to the kitchen and began putting the food in dishes and setting it on the table.

"The food looks really good," Sarah complimented.

"Thanks. Please help yourselves."

"Dean?"

"Yes, Cas?"

"May I have ice cream with pickles and walnuts?"

"Only if you eat this first."

Cas sighed, "Alright."

"Good," Dean said handing Cas his plate, "How's the back?"

"Fine."

Once everyone had their plates and sat down to eat, they talked. Sam asked Marcus when he met Sarah and they told him how the three of them met. Marcus asked what was it like to be gay and married. Marcus said something about it and Gabe got so angry that he almost smote Marcus until Sam calmed him down.

"Uh, where's your bathroom?" Marcus asked.

Sam pointed out the bathroom and Marcus excused himself. Sarah then turned to the Winchesters.

"Okay, I am afraid to even ask this question, but I'm slightly curious. Are Cas and Gabe…pregnant?"

Dean and Sam looked shocked, "How do you know?" Dean asked.

"The pickle and walnut ice cream, the chocolate chips on tuna salad, not to mention the fact that Gabe almost was about to kill my fiancé for that statement about gays."

"Uh, yeah."

"Wow. I don't even wanna know how, but congratulations. I'm guessing it has something to do with being angels."

"Yes, and I am sorry about Marcus," Gabe said.

"Not to worry," Sarah said as Marcus came out of the bathroom.

"Thanks for lunch, but we need to get going."

"Oh, are you still gonna be in town?" Dean asked.

Sarah shrugged, "I'll be here until my father doesn't need me anymore or until I go crazy and decide to leave. See you boys, later."

TBC...

Max: Is Marcus a demon?

Me: I don't know.

Max: Yes you do. Tell me.

Me: I really don't know, Max and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

Max: You're mean.

Me: Well this chapter was really hard to write no thanks to you.

Max: Well, um, see...*runs away*

Me: *groans*