"Cas is back."

Dean felt his stomach drop and twist. He looked down at Hannah, she was white as a sheet, Dean pulled his up tough guy mask and locked it on. He clenched his jaw and balled his fists.

"Oh boy." A dark sarcastic grin found it's way on his face. Sam knew that this was going to be bad, why couldn't his brother ever get a break? He had started to make leeway with Hannah, with the baby and all, but now this? Sam heard footsteps behind him, all hell was going to break loose and Dean would blame himself.

"Hello Dean." The Angel walked up beside Sam and looked over at the emotionless man. "Hello Hannah." Castiel was slightly confused at why she was staring at him with her mouth open. He looked down and saw her very swollen belly. He stopped and simply stared, unsure how he felt.

Hannah slipped on her everything-is-alright face and gave a wavering smile.

"Hello Castiel." She wasn't sure how long she could keep this up.

"Hannah, you are with child." He made a statement, but Dean didn't like the matter of fact way that he said it.

"So what if she is? What's that to you?" Dean stepped in front of Hannah slightly, he hadn't forgotten what Cas had done to her and he wasn't about to let him hurt her again.

"I'm not sure Dean, should it be something to me?" Cas tilted his head and looked at the human.

"Not a thing."

Cas continued to look at Dean then peered past him to look at Hannah.

"Who's baby is it?" Gazed at the woman who had claimed to love him three years ago and he wasn't sure what his emotions were doing.

"It's mine." Dean threw his chin in the air, begging Cas to challenge him.

"I see." Cas glanced between the brothers and Hannah. "I'll go then." He turned to leave.

"Castiel, wait." Hannah called from behind Dean, she pushed herself off the chair and walked past Dean. She stopped a few feet away from the angel and wasn't sure what to say. Dean threw his shoulders back, trying to hide the pain of Hannah walking over to Cas.

"You're leaving so soon? You just got here." She sounded pathetic, even to herself.

"Dean doesn't want me here." Cas turned to respond over his shoulder.

"Whatever Hannah wants." Dean left the room, he didn't want to watch anymore. Sam stood awkwardly in the doorway, not sure what to do or where to go.

"Would you like a glass of water?" Hannah motioned toward the sink, but was then at a loss when Cas declined.

"Hannah, may have a word with you?" Cas motioned toward the strategy room. She nodded and followed him into the secluded room, leaving Sam to find his brother.

"You are having Dean's child? You do realize that a child between a human and an angle is strictly forbidden?" He turned around and faced her.

"Of course I do." She stared at him. "What are you doing Castiel? Why did you come back?"

"I wanted to check on you and Dean. I feel responsible for you."

"You feel responsible for me? Let me remind you that I am a Silver Guardian and do not need your protection. Also, where were you after I restored the Angels? Dean was the one who took me in and helped me put the piece of my heart back together. The Winchesters where the ones that put the world back together. You have been gone for three years, Castiel, three years." She watched him listen to her argument, he just stood there.

"I realize that I have been gone for a significant amount of time. I wanted to make sure the you were alright. I wanted to make sure that you were taken care of properly."

"Why?" Hannah didn't know what to think, why was Cas back? Why after three years of silence did he have to show up while she was 34 weeks pregnant, with Dean's child no less? She dreaded his answer afraid that she would respond in a way that she would regret.

"Because I care for you."

Hannah closed her eyes, this was not what she needed. She sat down in one of the chairs, her head was reeling.

"Then why did you leave?" Tears were threatening to form as she watched the angel stand before her.

"Was that the wrong thing to say?" Cas was just as confused as she was. Hannah could only stare, here was Castiel standing before her, telling her that he cared for her, it was what she had been waiting to hear, wasn't it?

"No, yes? I don't know any more. I do know that you left, you left me three years ago and that hurt." Tears spilled out of lashes.

"Do you care for him?" Cas turned the table and watched Hannah struggle with the question. He saw her fight with herself, unsure of the answer

"I showed him my wings." She looked up at him, open with her answer.

"I see." That was not the answer he had been expecting.

"Cas, I'm tired, I don't know what to think anymore. I loved you, but you broke my heart. Dean, the Winchesters took care of me, they helped me pick up the pieces. I need time Cas." Hannah left the other angel and when to her room to take a very, very long shower.

Hannah let the water pour over her body as tears streamed down her face. Why had he come? What was he doing here? Hannah crossed her arms against the wall and her head on her arms. She was so lost, on one hand she was glad that Castiel had finally come back, but on the other hand, she was carrying Dean's child. She had slept with Dean at a time when she knew she didn't love him, or did she? She couldn't help but remember his warmth, feel the protection from his arms every time he held her or how her heart fluttered ever so slightly when he tried to feel the baby. She stayed under the water until it ran cold. Hannah turned off the tap and realized that she needed a cup of tea to calm down, and maybe a hug from Dean. Yeah, a hug would be good too.

Hannah finally reemerged from her room and when to search for Dean, but she found Sam first. Sam and Cas were talking in the kitchen and Sam looked exhausted. His head was hanging and a his hands were clasped.

"Sam are you alright?" Hannah walked over to the stove and began to heat up some water.

"Hannah," Sam looked up slightly surprised. He stood and walked over to her.

"How you doing?" He seemed really concerned about something.

She shrugged.

"Do you know where Dean is?"

Sam's eyebrows gathered together and his eyes held deep sorrow.

"Sam what is it? Where's Dean?" She turned, fear began to set in.

"He's gone."