A quiet Christmas eve at home.

No Sam.

No phones.

No interruptions.

Just Dean and Cas.

Dean makes a fire and Cas turns on the tree and turns off the lights. They curl up on the couch in their pajamas and Dean plays with Cas's hair.

"Hey, Dean?"

"What is it, Babe?"

"Is this a good time?"

"For anything you wish."

"I think I want kids." Dean goes quiet for a minute. Kids. K-I-D-S. Kids as in plural as in multiple as in more than one. "Dean, are you okay?"

"I'm not sure. I mean, I've never really thought about it. It's popped into my head but it was always too early. That's a huge step…"

"What do you mean?"

"Having kids is gigantic. You have another human life that's completely dependent on you. I just don't want to turn into my father."

"I don't want to be my father either. But I want kids."

"How many do you want?" Dean asks as Cas lifts his chin to look at him.

"Not many…two or three."

"Why?" Dean truly wants to know.

"I want to have Christmas with them. I want to watch them grow up. I want to make them dinner and help them with homework and drive them to school. I want to watch cartoons with them and I want to tell them bedtime stories and sing lullabies and kiss them goodnight. I want to celebrate their birthdays and see them graduate high school and watch them head off to college. I want to watch them walk out the door on the night of their first date. I want to make them feel better when their hearts get broken. I want to be their dad and I want to do it all with you."

That is the best argument Dean has ever heard because he can hear the sincerity in Cas's voice and, as Cas talks about all the things he wants to do, Dean realizes that that is exactly what he wants too.

"I want kids too, Babe." Dean says and Cas seems to relax in his arms.

"Why?"

"I want to make hot chocolate with them on nights like this and I really want to let them believe in Santa Claus."

"Hot chocolate?"

"Hot chocolate."

"With marshmallows?"

"And whipped cream." They look at each other and, at the same moment, race off to the kitchen to make hot chocolate.