Castiel sighed as he looked at Raphael through tired eyes. "Gabriel, you know what needs to be done." Gabriel nodded and stood, glaring at Raphael for having put him in this situation to begin with.

Before Dean knew what was happening, he was encircled in Gabriel's arms and his world started to spin.

When the spinning stopped, they were no longer at Bobby's. "This is a safe house, no one will find you here." With a snap of his fingers everything Dean could possibly need was placed in front of him. "These are everything you are going to need, do NOT leave the house and DO NOT call for us." And with that Gabriel disappeared.

Dean looked down at his daughter, who seemed to have fallen asleep quite a bit ago. This little girl was going to need a bath, diaper and clothing, a feeding and more sleep, so Dean didn't allow panic to get to him, he needed to be strong, for Alana's sake.

Taking the baby towards the kitchen of this absolutely ridiculous sized house, he blocked a sink and turned on the tap, and waited for it to fill. Alana opened her eyes then and groaned in discomfort. "It's okay love, I know you're hungry, but bath first, then food and a little nap for my gorgeous little girl."

The sink was filled with water and the tap shut off, before Dean placed the squirmy baby into the water, making sure not to wet the umbilical cord too much.

With gentle hands he washed his daughter and smiled down at the tiny little girl that she was. Eight weeks ago, they had lost her and now here she was, kicking in his arms.

Drying her off, he diapered her little bottom and placed her in a green footie pajama, and started boiling water for her bottle, at this point Alana didn't care that she was being held, she was hungry and damn it all, everyone was going to know, so she cried.

Dean soothed his tired and hungry little girl until the milk was ready for her to eat and finally he placed the bottle to her lips and watched as she hungrily gulped the entire bottle down. "Wow, look at the appetite on you."

With the bottle finished, and Alana properly burped, he looked in the living room and found the cot Gabriel had poofed up, and placed her caringly into it and watched her eyes droop shut and she was asleep.

Curiosity got the better of him then and he looked at everything that had been left for him in the middle of the damn room. There were a bunch of baby clothes, god only knew how many diapers, a couple changes of cloths for himself, a sack full of dry foods, some baby wipes, a couple of his guns, an ass load of candy and under all the clutter of this's and that's that he knew he would need at some point, was a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a note from Gabriel.

"In the oh so unlikely case that you decide smoking is awesome, here you go, it's not like you're going to die."

Dean was confused, but didn't care to figure anything out at the moment. Gabbing the cigarettes and lighter he ventured into the kitchen for a beer before heading outside to the porch. (I suck at describing houses, so imagine this house however you want to, it's not like he's going to be there forever.)

Taking a sip of his beer, he placed it on the railing and looked at the pack in his hand. He'd smoked for a bit back in high school, but couldn't keep up with the monsters all that well, so he'd decided to quit, but who cared anymore. He was stressed and yeah smoking wasn't the greatest outlet but there wasn't anything else he could do at the time, he had a little girl depending on him, a husband who was still bleeding and weak from the birth in the same god forsaken room as the bastard who wanted Alana dead…

And those were the only thoughts he needed in order to justify lighting that cigarette and taking that first drag. Dean didn't want to admit it, but it felt good to take that first drag and feel how calm it pretended to make him. He didn't really care if it did work; it just gave him a vice to focus on instead of all the thoughts running through his head.

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Gabriel was standing in Bobby's living room a short time after dropping Dean off. He ran up the stairs and Raphael had yet to make a move. The Angel was just standing there waiting for him it seemed. "Gabriel, I need that nephilim back." Gabriel snorted as though Raphael had just told the most amusing joke on the planet.

"Not going to happen…" Gabriel started saying, watching Castiel and Sam out of the corner of his eye, when a voice interrupted him. "Yeah and beside that's not a nephilim." It was chuck and he was smirking at Raphael who looked ready to piss himself. "Father…" Chuck held up a hand.

"I don't care what you have to say, I'm done listening to it, go home." Raphael did as he was told. "Where….um…thank you." Chuck nodded and disappeared only to reappear with Dean and Alana, both looking bleary eyed and confused.

"So you…got rid of Raphael or something?" Chuck nodded. "I was waiting for the perfect time. Enjoy that absolutely adorable little…" Gabriel interrupted then.

"What did you mean she's not a Nephilim." Chuck smirked. "She's all angel Gabriel. Thanks to Dean she has a pre-made vessel but that little cutie is all angel." Dean looked down at Alana and smiled fondly, knowing his little girl would never die. "Thank you." Chuck smiled and kissed the baby soundly on the head. "It was overdue for me to help you all anyway." And with that Chuck was gone.

"Now what?" The occupants of the house looked at each other then, not knowing what to do. There were still demons and such, but none of them were going to come after them, not with Gabriel watching over them.

"I have an Idea." Gabriel said, walking seductively towards Sam. "I think we should…" And with that Gabriel pounced and the moment he landed on Sam, the two of them had disappeared.

"So brain bleach moment aside, I think I want to go to sleep with this beautiful little angel, and this gorgeous over grown angel." Dean said, grabbing Castiel's arm and guiding him up the stairs to the bed room.

Bobby smiled fondly at the lot of them before sitting on the couch and flipping on the television, things were good. No one knew how long they were going to last, but for now, things were good.

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Author's note: ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT lol. Hope you enjoy.