Bedtime Stories
Angel/Demon AU

Authors Note: I didn't set out for mpreg but it happen, tried to work around it best and nothing of the act…sigh. Just wanted the backstory in a relationship pov. Hope you enjoy all the same. Also I am going to explain away Castiel's OOC by the fact he has a extended family he would have adjusted at least some by now. I will be taking prompts for all worlds on m tumblr account (kawkawzombie)

"Please Mommy! I want to hear Grampa's story tonight, you promised if I was good alllll week longgg you would tell it to me on Friday night. I counted Mommy! It was 1,2,3,4,5 days , and I was really good so please." The small child pleaded and interlaced her fingers as if she was praying. You sigh the babe was telling the truth, you had made the promise and it wouldn't take much longer than two children books.

"I did so make that promise," you move over and sit down beside your oldest daughter, "What did you do that was soooo gooood this week?" you teased reaching over and tickling the little girls foot, a squeal is pulled from her as she squirms half-heartily away from the touch. The tease kept up for a few moments before we settle in to the bed for the story time. Your baby girl pressed into your side and playing with the end of your braid. It's hard to believe she was three already.

"Okay, so the story. Long ago and a place not too far from here-" you start and find yourself cut off.

"-Demons and Angels lived at war-"

"You gonna tell it or me?" a playful tone so the child didn't think she was in trouble.

"Sorry, but its grampa!"

"I know honey, maybe I should ask him to tell it?" she perks up and you know you have her attention.

"Do you think he would?"

"We could ask," you hold your hands in pray and wait for her to copy you before speaking up, "Grampa Cass; Roberta was wondering if you had time for a bedtime story from you." you only have a few seconds delay before you catch the Angel arriving the wings flickering slightly before trailing to another plane of existence.

"Of course I do, I always have time for you my Suggnlet." Is the instance reply you hear, your Father smiles at you as he takes the other side of the bed, his hand squeezing your shoulder reassuringly and in greeting as he presses as kiss to the top of his grand-daughters head."I do miss you all while I'm away, but what story do you wish me to tell?"

"Yours and Grand-fathers meeting, "the youngster offered not really knowing what she asked but you know that she will get it, Castiel was weak for any of his and Dean's bloodline no matter what the divides between them would be. Time moved and it didn't affect them so why worry, growing older wasn't a concern to them so therefore time was nothing.

"Oh, it was a grand day when I met your Grand Father but I'm not sure if it's a good bedtime story, perhaps a later meeting our first outing-"

"Nope, meeting, its okay it helps me sleep." She reassures him and you sigh and nod confirming the words it was all true and you wait to see what Castiel does. You had learnt to never predict either of your fathers so you could only watch for the moment.

"Fine, settle in then," he kissed her head again and set her into the bed pulling the covers up to cover her and moving to take the chair next to the bed. You move to sit at the end of the bed, your hand on your baby girls leg as you listen to a tale you had loved to hear before going to bed when you were going up,

"It was many years ago, things were different then, Demons and Angels did not work side by side or even speak. You see there were a many number of things wrong back then and I will tell you about them when you are older but for now it was scary and painful. We were at war you see, for hundreds of years the demons had been below the surface and the Angels in the air above the surface. Resources were for all and they used as they needed but as the years went on they realized it wouldn't all last.

It was shortly after that they realized there was more resources than either side would ever need between them, the wars that started.-Cas shivers at the memories, but pushes on and semi forcing a smile-it was at a battle that I met your Grand Father. He was a great warrior for the Demons, he had been trained from birth for this honour and his brother followed him. Both powerful forces I did not expect to face off against both and be the one left standing.

The battle had been going for four days at this point, both side willing to allow moments of rest between fights but they would go on when a challenge began. It was their way at the time after all and I found Samuel your Grand Uncle resting, I attacked and took him down and was able to bind him as a prisoner, it just happened that you Grand Father had returned directly after I stood up. Another fight started and I knew this one was different. This demon didn't fight like the others and I found myself taking a small peak.

The moment I looked I was lost, the demon if you would call it that had the brightest possession I had ever seen, it almost looked like a human soul, a bright brilliant soul that danced and spun. I was taken in, I couldn't help but reach out and touch him. It sparked the beginning, you know that little one.-a little flick to your nose, a kiss to the nose then your own daughter gets a kiss on the forehead and back to the story- I branded him that day, he dropped in pain and I was sorry falling to help him in anyway when the other demons approached.

They circled us and caught sight of Samuel and Dean, the ropes and brand were not in our favour at the moment but there was little we could do. They attacked and we fought, we fought until there were none left to kill and then collected Sam and left. We could not return to my home as Dean and Sam would be taken and I would have been locked away for bringing them back.

We ran, the three of us, along the way we met a number of people to help change things for the better but that is another story for another time." The little one was trying to keep her eyes open.

"But that's not an ending." She somehow managed out of her long yawn rubbing the back of her knuckles over her eyes trying to stay awake. You watch Castiel look her over and then nod and sat back down.

"It didn't take long before I was in love with the Demon Dean, perhaps it was the branding but I knew this Demon would be the one and only. We have so many good memories, I remember the first night I kissed him, it had been like the first time they met without the fighting each other. It opened out connection and from that moment on I always knew where he was and what he was doing and likewise. We will always be at peace with each other's safety. All of those in our bloodlines." He finishes and kisses her forehead noting the young one is willing to fall asleep this time mumbling a sleepy thank you.

"Call anytime Suggnlet," he whispered to her as she slipped asleep and he looked up to meet your eyes and he smiled reaching for your hand and once you take it he leads you to the doorway. They watch the next generation sleep on before shutting the door most of the way, checking on the twins before heading downstairs Castiel takes a seat on the coach and she joins him.

"You know what else happen the first time I touched your father," you flush at the mention and then smile knowing it's a good memory, a fond memory.

"yeah, I know-"

"We both loved you so much from the second we knew what had happened, you were destined to be little one and I so thankful for you and your brother." He pulled her into a hug and then smiled at her lost in memory, "I hope you can be proud of us."

"Dad?"

"Yes Little One," he chimed back without pause.

"You and Dean set it all right; I couldn't express how proud I am of you. Rock Stars of the Planet."

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