Disclaimer: Don't own supernatural.
Warning: Contains M/M slash and male pregnancy.
Chapter Fourteen
"Cas is going to be found! I can't believe we have to talk about this again!"
Sam sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Dean was more into finding the rings now that they found a way to trap Lucifer back into the cage, no harm, no foul. The only part of the plan that didn't add up was the part where they had to somehow trick him into going back into the said cage.
"I know Dean but Cas-"
"Right and you are so touchy feely about Gabriel nowadays aren't yah? Why don't we just have some kind of therapy session and I talk about my relationship with Lisa, Cas going AWOL, and the looming apocalypse. You in return can talk about the baby, your eventual death, and oh let's not forget GABRIEL!"
Sam winced as he threw the bag onto the bed and started to put his jacket on. He took a deep calming breath before tentatively going over his options. He could demand where he is going and get chewed out more or he could ask and still get chewed out. He was only like this when he had too many things on his mind and couldn't express himself clearly. It would go away, he knew it would.
"Dean, can I ask-"
"I've decided that Lisa needs me more than you! You can sit there all day pretending your fine but you're never going to be okay and once you understand that you can give my cell a call!"
At the slam of the door, Sam jumped and settled down with a long drawn out sigh of relief. He hardly thought that the way Dean was handling things was appropriate by any means but at least he wasn't throwing things to express how frustrated he was.
"You know he's only frustrated when sweet loveable Castiel isn't around. Isn't that right Sam-I-am?"
Sam's eyes widened and turning to his right, he was relieved to know that he was probably yearning so much for what would never happen that he was hearing things that weren't really there. It sounded bad on so many levels but he still knew it could be so much worse. He laid back on his side deciding Dean's departure could help out with a long deserved nap until he realized that he could hardly get comfortable.
Sitting up, he wondered if he should admit defeat and then they could do whatever Dean wanted but frowned when he realized it was more ideal to find Castiel. He wasn't necessarily safe if he was even still alive and even though Dean seemed to have given up didn't mean that Sam did.
"Dean is frustrated Sammy, give it a minute,"
Sam whirled around and clasped a hand over his mouth to keep a sob from escaping. Gabriel looked exactly the same as he remembered him. He couldn't have been here though, he couldn't have been but his eyes were contradicting him now and suddenly he was hoping the tape and the letter were both wrong. That meant that Gabriel had to have been lying low. He had to have been, there was no way that he would leave him.
"Yeah, Dean has been mad at me for a number of times already. I think he needs Cas," Sam replied frowning deeply.
"Oh come on, you shouldn't be all unhappy to see me, I thought you loved me."
Sam stiffened.
"You know I love you but there's no way-I mean." He stopped fighting against the tears and quickly added, "You were fighting Lucifer. There's no way you could have known you were going to survive that so if you really are here, how did you?"
"Look Sam-I-am. I love you so very much and I know you do too. If I was really dead do you think that I would be here at this very moment talking to you?" He caressed his cheek and Sam let out a sigh hoping it was what he was thinking. Gabriel could not be dead. He knew how much it meant to Sam that he be there.
"So big bro doesn't like the fact that you don't like any of this? Well tell him you don't like him not staying true to his feelings. Beat him up if it is the only way that would open his eyes for him."
Sam frowned.
"He won't hit me back because I'm pregnant." He said slowly and Gabriel laughed. "I don't know about you but I can't take that as an advantage. I'll wait until we take care of the finer points and then we'll deal. Okay? Okay?"
"Sammy who the hell are you talking to?"
Sam turned quite annoyed right now and was shocked to see Dean was back. Gabriel was nowhere in sight. He paused, biting his lip and wondering if he should admit this to him knowing how his day was turning out and that he couldn't possibly be happy with the way things were going at the moment. After a moment he decided he couldn't. He didn't know if he was dreaming this up or if it was the real deal.
"No one," he quickly told him. As Dean's eyebrow raised up, he repeated it for clarification and more confidence behind it backing his claim.
He didn't know if it were true or not but he knew that Gabriel's hands weren't always that cold anyways. Dean cleared his throat and Sam looked over to him again hoping he didn't make him mad once again. He found just the opposite. Dean was looking rather concerned as of late and Sam wished he wasn't.
"I thought you were going over to Lisa's," Sam managed.
"I was mad Sam, I clearly wasn't thinking," he just said. "Besides, I can't leave you for more than five minutes until the baby's born. I don't want you going into premature labor now."
Sam nodded and brought a hand up to his forehead.
Of course he did.
"Well if we are gonna hit the road soon I ought to get some sleep first."
He knew the excuse was lame but suddenly it was like a weight hit and he really was tired. Dean just nodded as though he understood and after undressing to his t-shirt and boxers, Sam really didn't last long as soon as his head hit the pillow.
It had been two days before Crowley contacted them. They still had no idea where Cas was and all in all Sam was just pissed off with the way the demon smugly acted as though the mission he had sent them on didn't just get two of their good friends killed. He could understand mistakes but he was a demon and he's been burnt by them before.
"Just chill your horses ya big moose." He paused and Sam figured that he was eyeing the belly like most people seemed to do these days. He was really starting to show and he doubted it would be very long before the baby was born now. He was thirty weeks so he had at the most ten weeks to go yet.
"I'm done with waiting for you to tell us stupid information that gets people killed. Your information already got Ellen and Jo killed," he snapped.
Dean put a hand out and hushed him though and Sam just settled for glaring at Crowley then. It didn't matter what his brother wanted very much at the moment. They needed to worry about other things instead such as the looming apocalypse and the fact that they still didn't know where Cas was although according to-some source, Cas was still very much alive.
"I have a way to get pestilence and if you still are angry with me, then I could just retract my offer and not help you. Besides it looks like your baby brother should stop hunting soon after all this horse man causes illnesses imaginable and we don't want him risking the loss of a baby huh?"
"Like you really care whether I do or not?" Sam asked angrily.
"Well you have me confused at least. I thought those who carried angel kids ended up dying at birth," Crowley added smugly as though he knew something Sam didn't. "In fact I saw a few myself. Humans can survive having a half demon baby though. They could survive a lot of things but having an angel baby with all that celestial power kills."
"Well he doesn't want an abortion and as far as I know they don't do abortions when someone is almost full term anyways. It's my brother's baby and not mine so I let him choose."
"Yeah have fun with the funeral. The last death I saw was where the mother and baby both died and the angel in question just hopped back onto the bandwagon so to speak. They don't normally care-"
"That mother die from trying to end the baby's life?" Sam asked curiously.
"Yeah as a matter of fact she did. She was halfway there too. Five months pregnant, she was and such a shame too. We need more nephilims around. Well I guess yours will make one."
Crowley trailed off but Sam got the gist of it. He probably wanted the baby for something in mind. Well he wasn't getting this baby. It was his and Gabriel's. He made it out of love and if he had to die, it would be with him knowing that his baby was safe.
"So pestilence porky, we really need to talk more about the horseman and leave the baby thing alone. What my brother does is none of your business and I know you probably want a powerful angel at your disposal and one that doesn't need a vessel but understand this, it's my brother's baby so he is off-limits."
"Fine, I don't care too much about morons that sacrifice their life being a disposable incubator anyways." He trailed off with a grin before continuing. "I could get you pestilence but only through my very well laid plan and that involves a demon. You mind coming with me and getting him?"
Dean shrugged.
"Fine we'll come-"
"No not him," Crowley quickly interrupted. At Sam's glare Crowley continued. "Why would I not want him there besides the fact that, oh yeah YOU TRIED TO KILL ME! Also I don't think you want to go into premature labor and risk losing a baby in the middle of nowhere, huh?"
Sam finally agreed to stay back and watch the place although he didn't seem very happy about it. Dean let Crowley show him where they were going to go but couldn't help but think that Crowley knew an unusual amount of things for a demon. After biting his lip and trying to tell himself that it wasn't the demons business, he finally caved.
"So there's no way to save my brother huh?"
"You mean from the childbirth? It's inevitable. He made that bed and he doesn't seem very scared about laying in it."
"He is very scared he just doesn't voice it. Well not anymore and he seemed resigned to the fact ever since Gabriel died." Dean admitted. "Just between you and me but would he fare any better without the baby?"
"I would think not probably. At least he has the little bugger to remind him what's important. My guess would be that he possibly loved Gabriel a great deal and because of the baby he never tried to take his own life. Not like the devil would let him but he isn't giving up if you think about it."
Dean watched him shrug as though he hadn't given it much thought.
"Say he has the baby and doesn't die though. Would there be a chance-"
"I don't know, let me look back in angelic history and see if someone else gave birth and lived to tell the tale-OH WAIT THEY DON'T HAVE ANYTHING! EVERYONE WHO DELIVERED THE MISCREANTS HAVE PERISHED!"
Dean nodded.
"Right, just wondering because I want to find a way to save Sammy. I know he wants the baby and I'd rather go to hell than to take that baby away from him but I'm gonna find a way so that he lives. Sammy is going to live to see his baby grow up."
"Very sweet and yet not my problem, love. I am just worried about the demons on my ass. You know because they can be very persistent little bitches when they want to be. Now we go after the high executive and bring him back to interrogate him."
"How is the interrogating going to work?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Trust me, I know it'll work or else I can say on your brother's life that there's nothing that would work then. I am a master when it comes to interrogating so sit back and let me do the work after, you know, kidnap the imbecile."
"Huh?" Dean could only ask before he realized what the real game plan really was.
There was only one thing he could say to sum that up.
"SON OF A BITCH!"
"Sam it's okay to feel like that. The world's ending and I don't think that you've realized this but your brother is trying to protect you."
Sam nodded, just listening and wondered if he just wanted to talk to hear him say that. Dean had been real distant since Castiel upped and went missing. He rubbed his aching head and sipped the glass of water he had slowly. How he wouldn't give to be able to drink something strong but he knew he couldn't do that to his baby. Even if it would give him a few hours of not having to have the heavy feelings associated with the reality of what was happening.
"Sam-I-am, it's great to see that your self-image hasn't approved much."
Sam's eyes widened and he quickly bade Bobby a quick goodbye before turning over to see him again. He tried to tell himself that this wasn't real and that the real Gabriel had died two weeks ago. They were fighting to stop the apocalypse and some time ago whereas it seemed hopeful, now everything was just bleak. He hoped this just wasn't another one of Lucifer's cruel tricks on him since he's been known to invade his mind and materialize into people he loved.
"Sammy why in the world would Lucy try to do so now, besides the fact that you have to remember that he can't do much anymore without setting off the imaginary bomb nowadays."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked astounded and thinking that this Gabriel could do to lose some of his arrogance. Taking a deep breath, he tried to stay calm and convince himself that this wasn't real and he must be dreaming even though he knew the reality of it would be harsh but it didn't happen. He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them only to see that Gabriel was still here.
He yelped when Gabriel pinched him in fact and felt the illusions of the situation disappear. He felt he shouldn't be this happy to know that he wasn't gone yet and hoped this wasn't a trick. He smiled and allowed Gabriel to press his lips against him. He didn't like the fact that it was cold to the touch much like any other time he had touched him. It was almost chilling and it didn't bade well with his psych either when he tried to convince himself that Gabriel wasn't dead.
"Lucifer has to be careful Sammy boy. He can't use too much of his grace on you because of the same reason you won't dig deep down and tap into unborn baby's powers. It would only kill you."
"Kill me? Hmm, I know when I've been warned," he trailed off hoping that Gabriel wouldn't be offended that Sam was trying to suck in the image of him. He didn't want to forget anything, he wanted to memorize every little thing of the archangel and keep it in his mind.
"I'll make it a point to repeat it so you don't forget. I mean you remember that I had to drill stuff into your head in the past-"
"I won't forget this," Sam quickly told him.
He wouldn't. This was Sam's and Gabriel's baby on the line and he wasn't going to risk it. The baby was the only thing left of Gabriel and he knew that it was almost impossible for him but the baby had a chance at life. He watched Gabriel sigh and wondered if he was reading his thoughts.
"So how's the Team free will team doing? You getting Lucifer yet or are you waiting for the end of the world?"
"No Dean went to get a demon to give the whereabouts of pestilence. He went with Crowley and I'm stuck here because I'm thirty weeks pregnant and I tried to kill the demon."
"Funnily enough, I thought it was the other brother with the demon issue."
"It's never too late to learn a lesson," Sam reminded him and Gabriel cackled with laughter.
Gabriel paused and Sam looked at him in confusion until the archangel frowned and went to massage his lower arm. Sam didn't like it because it left him feeling cold and then his lips was on Sam, seeking entrance into his mouth.
"Your brother is back it looks like and I think they were successful in their little mission. We could talk later," he added talking against his lips.
Sam made a sound of protest.
"Please don't go, I didn't get a chance to-actually be with you," he added disappointed that Gabriel had already left.
Still it didn't change the fact that Gabriel was giving off all the wrong vibes. If he was really there then how come he was cold and why didn't he stick around? Sighing he leant back ignoring Dean's calls. Taking another sip from the glass, he wished things were different and that he hadn't left Gabriel back at the hotel.
Things weren't going to change though and Sam knew this.
Because reality wasn't ever fair.