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Chapter 10
Four months later, Katarzyna was beginning to show her baby bump. It was a particularly hot June, and she felt constantly sticky, the extra body temperature keeping her in a permanent state of gross. Every test and ultrasound was coming back perfect, and they now knew that they were having one boy and one girl; fraternal twins! A smallish soccer-ball sized bump was sticking out between her hips, and she was pleasurably eating everything in sight. Her semester had ended, she had called the theater with the news, even visiting them a few times to prove it, and now her days were filled with cleaning random bits of the apartment that she could reach and lift, making sure Marshall was still breathing, and letting in Gabriel and Sam—the ever-obsessed uncles-to-be.
She was currently sitting on the couch with her feet tucked under Marshall, a bowl of chips balanced gracefully on her little bump. Every now and then she had to catch the bowl when a baby kicked it, and every time she made the swift movement, Sam would jump like she was going into labor. One of them was always present, all four of the men turning on the 'overprotective daddy switch' now that she was carrying two children.
Katarzyna sighed, rubbing the side of her belly as she felt them squirm under her skin. She had to pee, but then again she never felt like she didn't have to pee, so she couldn't be sure. As she placed a hand on the arm of the couch to slip away from the sleeping Sam, he jumped, getting up to pull her upright.
"Sam, I am not incapable yet! Wait 'til I get out to here," she mimed a huge circle around her waist, "in two more months and can't see my feet!" Sam rolled his eyes and smiled, taking the empty chip bowl into the kitchen.
"Cas will be home soon; if I'm a bad babysitter I'll be fired!" he called down the hall at her retreating form.
"Tell him I'm getting a bath. Don't you dare come in unless you hear me fall!" she retorted, making sure he heard the lock click.
Sam poured a glass of water and returned to the couch, promptly falling asleep with Marshall curled at his feet until he heard Katarzyna getting dressed in her room. "Need help?" he called. She made a snarky comeback, refusing him, and he laughed heartily as Castiel unlocked the front door and came in, plopping on the couch next to his brother in law.
"How's she doing?" he asked, reaching down to pat the enormous dog, a thick tail thumping against his foot happily.
"Eh, she's moody. Not much change yet." Sam sighed, itching his foot. "When will Dean be home?"
Cas shrugged, watching his pregnant friend waddle down the hallway, rubbing the side of her stomach. "He should be off around four like usual, unless an emergency call comes in. How are you feeling, love?" he called to her. Katz growled back, eyeing Sam evilly before giving in to a giggle and getting herself a cup of water in the kitchen.
"I don't need a babysitter, yet! I don't understand why you psycho men think that as soon as a lady gets knocked up she needs you to wait on her hand and foot!" By now she was standing in front of Cas, knowing that he would want to rub her tummy and talk to it like he did at least five times a day now. He reached out a hand and took hers, pulling her into his lap gently, placing one hand on the swell of her stomach, the other hand rubbing firm circles into her ever-sore lower back.
"Sam's purpose here, and anyone else's for that matter, is to keep you comfortable. Make his give you feet or back rubs, keep the swelling down in your ankles, anything else," he smiled at her devilish grin, thinking of making Gabriel, the pretty git, give her a foot rub.
"Well, alright then. I guess I can handle that," she nestled into Cas' lap, her behind wiggling to sit on the couch, thighs over his lap, back against the arm of the couch. He kept a hand on her belly, feeling the wiggling babies within. Katz looked down and placed a hand over his, the trio relaxing and looking at the TV absently.
"Have you guys thought of any names?" she asked suddenly, watching Cas set back on the couch after getting up to let Sam out when he had to leave. He needed to get home for when Gabe would arrive, to make dinner and clean up a bit.
Cas nodded, biting his lip. "I like Ava or Olivia for the girl, and Benjamin or Elijah for the boy. I'm not sure about Dean though, he hasn't talked much about names."
"Cas, I'm surprised you haven't started nesting yet," she laughed, running a hand through his work- sweaty hair. "Gonna kick me out of the guest room so you can get a nursery set up, are you?" Cas laughed back, shaking his head.
"First of all, Dean would not take kindly to you sleeping on the couch, or me making him sleep on the couch so you can have the bed for the next five months. Secondly, do you honestly think that if we have you a servant every day already that we are going to make you get out of your room?" she shook her head, fighting a smile. "Now then, how are we going to get Dean to agree to these name choices?" he pondered, tapping a light finger against his lips. "It's not going to be easy if he doesn't like them. I mean, we already used my DNA so it's not like I can make much of an argument."
"Angel, why don't we see if he has any ideas, and then post yours? He has a tendency to think exactly like you do, maybe he has already thought of these names, or similar ones." Katarzyna smoothed a hand under the back neckline of Cas's scrub shirt, fingering the ink feathers that had faded some over the years. The man looked at her, following her line of sight and sighing.
"Yeah, I need them touched up; I just never have the time. And now with two babies on the way, money will be tight for a while." Cas shifted, his leg having fallen asleep.
"I remember when you got these," she murmured, tracing the feather opposite Dean's favorite. "You cried like a madman when he was doing the collarbones, you skinny little brat," she laughed, making Cas blush. "And your little ass. I have to admit I was surprised you wanted them to go down that far, but I also must admit that the feathers there just made it more appealing." Her hand had drifted behind Cas's lower back, fingers playing with the skin under the hem of his shirt. After a few minutes of silence he looked over at her, sound asleep against his shoulder. A quiet snort of laughter came from him as he slid his legs out from under hers, tucking a pillow under them to keep the swelling down.
Cas pressed a cool kiss to her forehead, leaning down to do the same to either side of her belly over each of the twins. He needed a shower and to get dinner on before Dean got home, so that's what he did, slowly making his way as quietly as possible around the house, singing under his breath along the way.
~0~0~
A few hours later Dean got home, seeing Katz and Castiel in the kitchen cooking dinner. She had woken up when she heard a pot fall on the floor, and came waddling in to the rescue regardless of her belly. They were making a simple chicken casserole, talking absently about some patient Cas had dealt with when Dean swooped in, hugging his husband from behind and stooping to kiss Katarzyna's belly before hugging her shoulders gently.
"How is my little family today?" he asked, looking around confused.
"Sam had to go home to be a good housewife for Gabe. He left around 2." Cas answered, resting his back against the counter.
Dean noted after a minute that the both of them were facing him, arms crossed and a curious expression on their faces.
"What?' he asked, immediately suspicious. Castiel laughed, relaxing his pose.
"We were wondering if you had any baby name ideas, now that we know what we're up against?" he asked, winding his arms around Dean's waist. Katarzyna turned to the pan on the stove, adding some more cheese to the casserole before putting it in the oven.
"Oh… um, well I haven't given it too much thought, since we're so far away still. But I like a few different things."
"Like?" they prompted at the same time.
"Well, I like Ava or maybe Emma, and then Elijah or something. I'm not set on anything though. What about you two?"
Castiel gaped at Katarzyna, the pregnant woman laughing under her breath back at him. "Well," she laughed out, "I guess we have two common denominators here. Ava and Elijah it is!" she clapped once, looking at Castiel.
"Those are names I picked out too. That's crazy that we both picked them!" he sighed, stretching his neck up a bit to kiss Dean.
"Must be some profound bond type shit," Dean laughed, kissing his husband back. "You should start nesting or something, make up the office into a nursery." Cas shook his head, smiling.
"Okay, we all need a break from each other. The ESP in this house is insane!" he cried, leaving the kitchen.
The trio dined in peace, sprawled across couches and chairs, lazily watching through their DVR'd shows from the week so far. Dean fell asleep on the couch, snoring lightly before Cas swatted him awake, making him go to bed. Katarzyna stayed there, listening to the married couple as they shuffled around in their room, giggling as they climbed in the shower together. She rolled her eyes.
"Carry the babies, you don't get any more lovin'" she muttered to herself, laying a hand on her stomach and relaxing further into the couch.
In the shower, Dean was more awake than ever. He pushed Cas under the water stream, running soapy hands over his lean body.
"Dean, I'm not sure we should do this… I feel guilty!" Cas whispered, leaning his head back as Dean closed a hand over his throat, holding him against his body firmly.
"Cas, are you going to abandon this side of us when the kids arrive?" he asked, teasingly incredulous. He knew Cas could never give up sex.
"No… but I feel bad that she's listening, and you know she is- ah!" he cried out when Dean spun him, going swiftly to his knees in the bottom of the tub. Green eyes flicked up Cas' body as his mouth sank down over Cas's length, tongue swirling over the head. Cas moaned and leaned against the wall, fisting is hands in Dean's hair. Dean moaned against his skin, snaking a hand in between his husband's thighs to press a wet finger against his entrance. Cas bucked into his mouth at the intrusion, spreading his legs to allow Dean better access.
Dean pulled off him with a loud pop when his first two fingers were fully rooted, looking back up at Castiel with a smirk.
"What do you want me to do, angel?" he asked, pouting his lips to tease the writhing man.
"Take me out and fuck me on the bed, as hard and deep as you can. First person to make a loud noise gets punished." Dean laughed, standing up and removing his delving fingers from Cas who whimpered at the loss. He wrapped an arm around him and took him out into the master bedroom, barely remembering to turn the water off on their way out.
Cas scurried to the bed like there was a fire under his ass, landing in the center with a giggle. Dean came in, crawling on the bed after him, stretching to lay his torso across Cas' for better access to his pouty lips. Cas laughed quietly and rolled, pushing Dean into the mattress with his weight. He sat back, grinding against Dean's erection that was bobbing between the globes of his ass deliciously. Dean growled low in his throat, spreading his legs a bit wider and bucking up slightly.
"Oooh, sure you don't want me in you," Cas teased, wriggling off Cas' lap to settle between his spread thighs and kissing each side of the V-cut between Dean's hips. Dean laughed breathily, letting his hands settle over his stomach as he relished in Cas' ministrations.
As Castiel came up over him, looming and pressing his chest against Dean's he took his hands up over his head with one hand, the other going to Dean's throat, holding one side tightly as his lips and teeth explored the other side. Dean tensed slightly but didn't say anything; not until the pressure on his hands went from teasing to holding. Just like that, the fear from five years ago reared up, making Dean's body go rigid.
Dean hadn't had one of these attacks in a long time, but Cas still remembered the night he was almost choked to death in a dream. Instead of jerking away from Dean he simply froze, retracting his hands and waiting to see what the larger man would do first. Dean's breath was frozen in his chest, making it burn from the lack of oxygen. When Cas's hands traveled slowly down to his chest, he let the breath out, trying to force the panic attack down instead of letting it build up. After about five minutes of silence and breathing Cas got impatient.
"Dean?" he whispered. Green eyes locked on his instantly. "Are you okay now?" he asked, moving to lie beside Dean so that they were no longer touching. Dean nodded, reaching out to pull Cas back to him by his arm.
Instead of pushing him any further, Castiel decided to simply let Dean do what he wanted. They lay in silence for a little while, goose bumps breaking out over Cas' skin as Dean rolled him slowly, mouthing the ink wings like he always used to.
Cas trembled when he was held on his side, Dean sliding into him gently after a few minutes of preparation. Dean's lips pressed at the hollow behind his angel's ear, right arm hooked under his neck, hand pressed against his chest, the left holding his left hip as he thrust in and out slowly, building up the flames. Cas's mouth opened and closed in silence reverence, mouthing the sounds of ecstasy but not letting them out as he continued their game from before. It seemed that neither was going to get 'punished' after tonight, at the rate they were going.
Dean's breath became ragged; his hand slipping from Cas's hip to cover his lover's fist over his cock, pumping him in time with the thrusts. Cas came long and hard, covering their hands with semen as he felt warmth pool within him from Dean's release.
"I'm sorry," Dean whispered against his hair, pressing Cas' back into his chest firmly. Cas shook his head and wriggled to turn around, effectively removing Dean from himself.
"Dean, you have nothing to be sorry for, I understand perfectly. I just thought you were over it since it had been at least two years since your last one." He nuzzled into Dean's wide chest, pressing a kiss between his pecs. "I love you, Mr Winchester," he whispered, reaching up to match their lips together.
"And I love you, Mr. Winchester." Dean smiled, kissing his husband back thoroughly before letting them drift off to sleep in each other's arms.
Out in the living room, Katarzyna switched off the TV and went to bed, rubbing her stomach. She looked at her phone, setting an alarm for the next morning and seeing a text message from a former cast-mate in New York.
Hey! Just in case you wanted to see the new cast, bring your men and that huge belly up here on September 30th for a show! I've got box tickets already on reserve for you!
Katarzyna smiled, rubbing the flat of her thumb over the screen before putting it to sleep and setting the phone back on the bedside table, crawling in to bed. She had a strange feeling, but decided to ask the guys in the morning about making the trip to see her friends perform.
okay guys...one more chapter. i finished writing it last night, so in my eager addicted impatience for your reviews i'll probably release it soon. get ready for the tears!
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