Five years had passed since Alana was born and the Winchesters, plus their respective angels had moved out of Bobby's and into a home of their own. Dean was working as a local mechanic in Seattle Washington and Sam was working at the local library.
Gabriel and Sam had finished their bond a year or so after Alana had been born, and were now expecting their own little miracle. Happy couldn't even describe Sam's mood these days.
Alana was freaking adorable. Sam remembered when his niece was just learning how to talk and would call her feet shoes, or how she had an obsession with bubbles and knew the number two, and only the number two. He wondered if his daughter was going to be as adorable as Alana had been at the age of two.
Sam finished up his day's work and locked up before getting in his car and making the ten minute drive home. It was a beautiful area where they lived, surrounded by trees and very little human influence. It was a place they could easily hide Gabriel's pregnancy, and it didn't hurt that the angel refused to leave the house. "But I could trip and fall." He would say.
"Yeah, you're an angel, not going to happen."
"And if it did happen? What would happen to Athena?" Sam would concede then and hold his angel close.
Walking into the house, Sam was greeted with the smell of turkey and cranberry sauce, which was odd since it wasn't thanksgiving for another three months.
"Gabe?" Sam asked looking around for his mate.
"In the kitchen." Sam smiled and wondered into the kitchen and found not only his mate, but Dean and Castiel as well, looking over at Gabriel as though he'd lost his mind.
"What the hell." Gabriel looked up and smiled with a turkey wing sticking out his mouth.
"I was hungry, you were late, you do the math." Sam shook his head and looked at Dean.
"Don't look at me, he sent Alana to bed half an hour ago, screamed at me and Cas for not being around to enjoy the delicious food he'd poofed the fuck up, and then proceeded to eat the whole turkey in front of us, as "punishment" for putting him through hell." Dean explained, smiling a bit.
"So, did Alana eat?" Gabriel glared.
"Yes she ate. She's five, she needs her food. YOU ON THE OTHER HAND, DON'T NEED YOUR FOOD AND CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF." Sam nodded, fully agreeing with his mate.
"I agree, I can go fuck myself, but it's only five, why is Alana in bed?" Gabriel burst into tears then.
"I DON'T KNOW." He sounded so small and heartbroken at that.
"Dean go get your daughter, and we'll have pizza for dinner." Gabriel looked up and smiled.
"I like pizza."
"I know you do. We will have pizza and watch the wiggles until we're blue in the face." Gabriel nodded and hugged Sam to him.
"I'm sorry." Sam waved away the apology.
"No really I'm sorry I ate all the turkey."
"You're eating for two, it's fine." Sam assured.
"But I'm still hungry." Sam smiled
"That's why we're having pizza." Gabriel cuddled closer to Sam and sighed.
Dean walked into the kitchen with Alana in tow and together they ordered three extra-large, make that five extra-large pizzas.
Once the pizza arrived, the entire house was filled with the smell of beef and pepperoni, and sausage and olives, and together they sat in front of the television and just as Sam had said, watched the 8th season of the wiggles, watching Alana dance around to the music.
The end