Dean lifted Mini up on the bed and set him between them, "Good morning sunshine what's up?"

Mini flopped back and opened his legs, "We got something new."

Sam bent over and kissed his belly which at seven months was the size of a large cantaloupe, "No baby we've seen it all."

Lola walked in holding his lower back and waddling slightly, his stomach was bigger than his brothers and Dean figured it was because Sam had been the one to get him pregnant, Sam was constantly worried about him exploding from the sheer size of the baby he created with someone so tiny.

Rahmi didn't hurry or waddle; he climbed up on the back of the old, overstuffed chair and perched, then started to eat from a jar of peanut butter. Rahmi's baby was the wild card since Sam and Dean managed to do him at the same time.

Mini grabbed Dean's hand and put it between his legs, "Feel me."

Dean wiggled his eyebrows at him, "Well if you insist." Dean worked his fingers around until one of them slid inside something different, Mini let out a little gasp, "Oh that feels very good Dean, I have a little bump you touched and now I have tingles."

Lola was resting back on Sam who also started to feel around until he found what he was looking for and relief washed over him, "Vaginas, wow I feel better I was so worried how the whole thing was going to work." Lola tilted his head back and looked at Sam, "Are you happy?"

"Very happy, relieved now at least Dean and I have an idea of this whole thing works. What about you Rahmi, please tell me you have one."

The angel pulled his fingers out of the peanut butter then suck them between his legs, "I have a new hole with a button that feels nice, I'm touching it right now." He stuck his fingers back in the jar of peanut butter and kept eating.

Dean gagged a little, "Um…Sam put peanut butter on the list I think we need a new jar."

Rahmi set the peanut butter down and hopped off the chair looking for his place on the bed and ended up on Dean's lap, "Will it hurt a lot to have babies?"

The hunters looked at each other not sure how to answer; there were so many variables with the angels. They experienced pain, bled and showed damage. The healing was quicker for them here than what they experienced in Heaven and Sam and Dean didn't want to frighten them.

Dean pinched his now chubby chin, "I guess, it does for women but we are sort of in the dark with this."

Mini pressed Dean's hand between his legs, "What can we call them?" Dean groped the tiny slit and declared them, "Pink pussy willows", yeah I like that what do you think Sam?"

Sam nodded, "I like it, our angels have little pink pussy willows." The three clapped their hands and giggled repeating it several times.

After the naming the hunters had a tickle fight with the angels which was less than a fight and more of a groping session then the three left to make pancakes.

Sam and Dean went out to a mess and the pancakes were awful but they declared the greasy, burnt pancakes delicious anyway.

…..

Sam slogged through the mud to the woodpile and Rahmi followed hopping from one giant footprint to the other, "Sam how did you and Dean fall in love?"

Sam sat on the woodpile and wiped his forehead, it was unseasonably warm for a March day in the mountains, "It was sort of like always there between us you know…the love but it changed from brotherly to this jealous, gut twisting need for each other after I left for Stanford and that's when we both knew there was more to it."

Rahmi frowned, "Doesn't sound like love, it sounds like you were both sick."

"Yeah love sick I guess, the worst kind of sick."

Sam lifted him onto the woodpile and they sat there enjoying the sunshine for awhile. Rahmi picked at some threads from a tear on his little jeans, "When did you have passions for the first time?"

Sam got a dreamy, far away smile on his face, "That was the best night of my life, I came home for Christmas and Dean dragged my ass up here to investigate a string of animal mutilations, we used this cabin as our base."

**********(Sam's memory)

Sam stood at the window watching the snow falling rapidly, he couldn't see the Impala anymore with the white out conditions.

Dean stoked the fire and lit some more candles trying to conserve their fuel, "Hey don't worry I've got a ton of supplies and the water is still running so relax Sammy." Dean got them a couple of beers and handed one to his brother.

Sam took the beer and sat next to Dean on the sofa facing the fire, "This sucks, I wanted to get this done and get back home."

Dean downed his beer and slammed the bottle on the coffee table next to the empties, "Home is where the heart is right…isn't that the old saying?"

"I guess."

Dean snatched away Sam's first beer of the night and handed him a flask, "Drink this instead I don't want to be snowed in with a cranky bitch tonight."

Sam loosened up quickly over the next hour as they swapped stories from childhood both remembering events just a little bit different.

Somehow they both knew it was more than just a hunt that brought them to this secluded place, the years of tension crackled electric through the air between the brothers as their thighs touched and Dean leaned slightly against his brothers broad shoulder giving that warm, throaty chuckle that gave Sam delicious shivers.

It was actually Sam that placed a sloppy kiss on Dean's lips first and after a second of hesitate Dean closed his eyes and returned it sliding his tongue inside and finally tasting his brother.

They both stood up and staggered to the bed falling together on the mattress tugging at each other's clothes and kicked off their boots, Dean got up and shucked off his jeans and boxers then grabbed Sam's by the waist and stripped him.

Dean had that hesitation again until Sam jerked him back and forced him on his back taking charge just as he always wanted to do, he lowered his cock into his brothers mouth then bent down and began sucking Dean's enjoying the silky skin and salty flavor.

It was a blur of hands and tongues as the brother's explored expanses of lean muscle and warm forbidden places that were now open for the taking. When that moment happened it was the brothers in sync as always tasting each other for the first time.

"After that we just kept going and never looked back, it was really special. Your family is all you have and now we have you guys. You opened my eyes up to things I didn't know existed," Sam grabbed his delicate hand engulfing it," and you gave us the courage to not be afraid to show our affection."

Dean stood on the porch with the other two snapping photos of Sam and Rahmi holding hands, "Wow that's cute."

Mini hugged him around the waist, "I'm cute take a picture of me Dean."

Lola and Mini started posing with each other, "Ok stick out your bellies and we can show the kids how adorable you were pregnant."

They took off their winter coats and lifted their shirts standing back to back, giggling and making faces at Dean. Lola had all of his long chestnut waves pulled back in a ponytail and his pointed ears were showing, they weren't afraid anymore and showed them off to Sam and Dean all the time now knowing that their ears were attractive.

"Looking good Lola, love those pretty ears!"

He batted his lashes at Dean and grinned, "Sam said the angels were jealous of them and that's why they pinched them all the time."

Dean snapped photos of Sam and Rahmi walking toward the cabin, "That's right baby, you're the whole package and…."

Dean stopped talking when he saw movement in the tree line, he slipped his phone into his pocket and grabbed his gun instead, "Sam just keep walking with Rahmi and don't look back."

Sam hesitated then dropped the wood and grabbed the angels hand, he kept moving at a regular pace, "Dean what is it?"

"Run Sam, grab him!"

Sam grabbed Rahmi and ran up on the porch next to Dean, "Angels inside!" They ran in and shut the door staring out the window as the hunters stood with guns drawn. A wolf like creature took tentative steps towards the cabin then stopped, it was easily around two hundred pounds with speckled rust fur, a ridge of it stood up along its back like a Mohawk.

It hunched its shoulders and snarled at the brothers, ears flat and unsettling green eyes staring at them, "Sam what the fuck is that thing?"

"I…I don't know, I've never seen anything like it not even in any of dads notes or books."

It started toward them swiftly from a dead standstill moving like nothing they had ever seen before, the hunters unloaded their pistols into it and it took two full clips to put it down just feet from the steps of the cabin.

Sam kicked the body and the jaw opened, the canines were serrated. The spotted pattern on the muzzle was strange almost looking like warriors paint instead of a natural camouflage pattern. They were looking at something that had slipped through from another world.

…

The brothers hauled the carcass into the woods, snapped photos and examined it carefully taking tooth and hair samples then burned it.

When they got back the sun was setting and it once again felt like a March afternoon in the mountains.

They burst in and pulled off their boots and jackets then Sam started on cleaning their weapons and reloading while Dean went looking for the angels who were nowhere to be found.

Dean searched closets, under beds and behind furniture, he checked the Impala and they began a search of the woods then went back to get flashlights. Sam was rummaging through a drawer for batteries when he heard a little cough, he put the batteries in the flashlight and called for Dean.

They pointed the light up to the cabin rafters and there perched on a wide beam were Rahmi, Mini and Lola. Sam held up his hands, "Don't move, I'll get a ladder."

They watched as Rahmi's wings slowly emerged, he slide off the beam and fluttered down to Sam into his arms, "Sorry Sam we were scared." Mini and Lola popped their wings and sat there staring down at them; Sam put Rahmi down and held out his arms catching Lola as Dean got an armful of Mini.

….

Things were changing in the forest, nothing got in and nothing went out except the angels and the brothers. Even pilots in planes flying overhead saw nothing as if that huge section never existed. The Winchesters didn't know it but they were living in a world where magic was slowly working its way inside.

TBC