~*~Gabe's POV~*~
OH MY DAD! I'M PREGNANT! Wait... What is Sammy isn't as happy as me?
Gabe just found out he was pregnant. Pregnant angels get crazier mood swings than humans, and can be a danger if in a bad mood. Pregnancies in angels last only 6-8 weeks rather than the 36 weeks of human pregnancy.
What if Sammy doesn't want me anymore? What if he hates our kid? What if-?
Sam walked into their hotel room. "Hey Gabe!"
"Sammy..." Sam stopped dead in his tracks.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Gabe, what's wrong?!"
"Sammy... I'm pregnant." Gabe said sadly, What if he doesn't love me. What if he refuses to accept the child?
"Gabriel, that's great news! Isn't it?"
"Yeah. Do you still want me?"
"Gabe! Of course I still love you!"
"Are you sure?"
"Always."
Gabe flew them back to the bunker and then went to take a nap. Sam was in the library reading.
~*~Sam's POV~*~
Gabe's been up there for hours... I hope he's okay.
Sam heard the door open and froze. He heard Dean's voice and instantly relaxed. Wait... I thought they were supposed to be gone a week, same as us. Why are they already back?
"Dean? Is that you?" Sam called, setting the book he was trying to read down.
"Yeah! Why are you here? Where are you?" Dean called back. Sam could hear Dean's and Cas' footsteps coming closer.
"Library! Why are you here?" Sam shouted. Dean came in and sat down at the table in front of Sam, Cas next to him.
"No way. I asked first. Why are you here? And where's Gabe?"
"Whatever. Gabe's upstairs. Now answer my question."
"You first."
Sam sighed, "Whatever. We had to cut it short because..."
"Because?" Dean prompted.
"Gabe's pregnant."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Me too." Cas cut in.
"Congratulations!" Sam just noticed Cas was still 'Cassie' version, with medium wavy black hair, white button down, and the ever-present Trench Coat.
"You too." Cas smiled.
…
Two hours later, Gabe still hadn't come down from his nap, so Sam went to check on him. Gabe's girl form, 'Gabrielle', was sleeping, curled into a fetal position, back to Sam. 'Her' hands were laying on his stomach, seeming to protect the unborn child from the monsters.
'Her' golden blonde hair was swept out behind 'her'. The steady rise and fall of Gabe's chest was a comfort to Sam, calming the anxious worry from the pit of his stomach.
"DINNER!" Dean shouted, waking Sam from his thoughts. "ALRIGHT, BE THERE IN A SECOND!"
Sam walked over to gently shake Gabe awake to eat. "Gabe, sweetie, wake up. Come on, Dean and Cas made dinner." Sam murmured gently into 'her' ear.
"Huh?" Gabe's eyes opened halfway before drooping back down.
"Dean and Cas made dinner." Gabe's sunshine-through-the-whiskey eyes shot open and he was suddenly fully awake, sitting straight up.
"They're back? How long have I been out?"
Sam chuckled, "A few hours. Dean and Cas' honeymoon was also cut short."
"Oh." Gabriel slumped back down. "Why was it cut short?"
"Cas is pregnant." Sam answered with a fond smile.
"Really? Huh. 'Tis the season, I guess. Where is he? I should congratulate him."
"Downstairs. We're about to eat. You hungry?"
"Yeah." Gabe nodded her head.
The two of them went downstairs. Cas was sitting, clutching his stomach, and Dean was making the plates.
Contractions, I would bet.
"Hey Cassie! Dean! I hear you're pregnant!" Gabriel was in a happy mood. It was kinda scary, in a good way. Maybe just the thought his mood could change in a flash, and Gabe can be very destructive if he wants to.
"Hey Gabe! Yep. I hear you are with a child?" Cas looked tired. No, not just tired, exhausted. Emotionally, physically, and mentally exhausted.
"Yeah." The two shared a smile. Sam and Dean were afraid of what would happen when they start having mood swings...
Gabe and Cas are glowing. No, wait, oh my God, they are actually glowing! Huh.
"Uh, Gabe?" Sam asked hesitantly, unsure what he was doing.
"Yes, Sammy?" Gabe looked adoringly at his husband, and Sam's heart melted. Sure it wasn't Gabe, but it was.
"Uh... You and Cas..." Sam looked to Dean for help.
"Me and Cas...?" Gabe asked glancing between the two brothers.
"Um. You two are glowing." It was Dean who answered.
"Oh!" Gabe laughed as if this was the funniest conversation ever discussed. "Yeah, angels actually do glow, if happy, when pregnant."
"Really? Is that why when a human is pregnant we say 'you're glowing'?" Sam asked, ever curious.
"No, actually, you guys invented that one!" Gabriel was still happy. They were still worried he would explode.
…
Dinner was uneventful. They talked and joked, and, thank god, made it through without the angels killing them.
~*~Gabe's POV~~*~
It was a strange sensation, feeling something grow inside you. Humans don't actually feel their child growing due to the rate of growth, but angels do. It makes them warm and tingly knowing that there is a life resting in their hands, and that it is growing fine. Angel mood swings, however, are terrifying. Angel hormones differ from humans, and occasionally make angel think the baby is unhealthy.
Sam was cautious around Gabe, because he was like a bomb, set to explode at an unknown command. The first week was mildly uneventful, albeit he and Cas feeling like crap on the bottom of a shoe and vomiting a lot.
The four of them rarely went out, Cas and Gabe because their wings kept randomly appearing and disappearing, Dean and Sam not wanting to leave the angels' sides.
(Weeks later, because I literally can't write pregnancies.)
"SAAAMMMM!" Gabriel was screaming. His water had broke. Sam was, as always, by his side, but Gabe forgot this in his surprise.
"Gabe, what is it? What's wrong? Do you need the hospital." Worry dripped through Sam's words.
"No...*gasps*... Sammy...*gasps*...Get Cas...*gasps*" Gabriel managed to get out before collapsing.
"What?" Confusion was now added to the mix of Sam's emotions.
"*gasps*... Angel...*gasps*... Wings...*gasps*... Cas!" Sam understood this time.
"Dean!Cas!Come!NOW!"
~*~Dean's POV~*~
Dean was woken by the sound of a faint yell—Sam! He rolled out of bed and gently shook Cas awake with one hand, other one searching for the blade under his pillow. He finds it and slips it into his belt loop, proceeding to grab the shotgun loaded with salt bullets, and the handgun with silver bullets. He handed the now awake Cas the Colt, and slipped the handgun into his pocket.
The tip-toe down the hall and Dean presses an ear against the door. He hears something... Gasping?
Someone could be torturing them? No, no, the bunker's warded against everything, Sam sleeps lightly, and Gabe would destroy anyone who tried to hurt Sammy. But what then? Why do I-?
"It's Gabriel!" Cas interrupted his thoughts. Dean was confused.
"What? One-How do you know? And two-Why is he gasping?"
"Dean. He's giving birth. I can feel the baby's presence, that's how I know."
"Cas!Dean!" They heard the muffled calls of Sam and opened the door.
"*gasps*...Cas...*gasps*...Cas! *gasps*" Gabriel grunted from his spot on the bed.
The baby was out in ten minutes. Dean refused to watch, and decided to wait outside as Cas aided in labor, and as Sam stayed by Gabe's side.
Sammy'll be a dad... What if they move out? What if we barely see each other? What if the stop hunting and live an Apple Pie life? What if Cas and I do that? I know hunting isn't something to raise a child into, but he/she will be half angel, and I love saving people.
Cas walked out, Sam behind him, holding Gabe, and Cas held a bundle in a blanket. They both looked sad and the child was screaming and crying.
"What's wrong... What's wrong with Gabe?" Dean's throat was suddenly dry, and he tried to swallow the lump. Sammy's husband isn't... The angel can't be... Could he? No!Sam and I have been through so much! He deserves this! I deserve this!
"We... We d-d-don't kn-know." Sam broke down into tears, falling to the ground, but still holding Gabriel safely. His shoulders shook ferociously.
"W-w-why?" He was sobbing into the limp body of Gabriel and questioning life.
"The baby?" Dean asked.
"He's a healthy little boy." Cas' said this in what would be excited, if not so empty and distant, voice.
Chuck—God—appeared out of nowhere.
"Chuck?" Dean asked confusedly.
"Yeah, Dean. I came to look at Gabriel." Sam's gaze snapped up immediately, already wiping tears from his face.
"What's wrong with him?" Sam asked, his stare saying 'if you are lying and can't help, I don't care that you are God, I will kill you slow and painful.'
"Nothing. Not really. He needs two or three days to heal after birth. Expect it with Cas as well."
"Are you sure?" Skepticism fell off these words.
"Positive." Chuck said in finality before nodding his head once and disappearing.
"Dean? Can you please get the sheets off the bed?" Dean wouldn't have said no, but Sam gave him puppy-dog eyes anyway.
"Yeah, Sammy." He turned to Cas, "There are clean sheets and pillows in the closet. Can you get some?" Cas nodded and slipped away.
Dean went into the room and took the bloodied sheets, blankets, and pillows off the, thankfully, untouched mattress. He balled them up and took them downstairs to the washing room and threw them into the washer.
Dean walked back upstairs and into Sam's room, nearly running into Cas who was about to walk out.
"Woah!Cas!" Dean stumbled away.
"Hello Dean. I put the clean sheets on."
Dean laughed, "Yeah. How's Sammy? And Gabe?"
"Dean, it's only been ten minutes."
"Yeah, I know, but are they better?"
"They aren't worse."
"What?"
"If you really want to know, you can walk two rooms over." Cas sighed.
"Let's go, then!"
…
~*~Sam's POV~*~
Chuck had reappeared after Dean left, holding in his hands a box of tissues and a pack of beer. Sam carried Gabe's limp body easily to the next room over.
"Okay, Gabe, Chuck says this is natural and you're gonna be fine. Do not leave me. Please." Sam whispers after setting Gabe down on the blankets.
"So, what are ya gonna name the little guy?" Chuck asks, referring to the baby. Wait... Where is he?!
Cas walked in with the baby gently nestled in both arms.
"Sam, here. He's adorable."
Sam nodded. He was still a little out of it, despite being able to respond.
The baby boy looked so much like Gabe, with two wide golden eyes looking out at Sam, and the ghost of a smirk on his face. Little puffs of gold stuck out of his back. He had Sam's hair.
Sam broke down into dry sobs, their baby still cradled in his arms. Sam walked to the bed and lay down next to Gabe, placing the giggling child between them. Sam wrapped his arm around Gabe's sleeping form and felt the beat of his heart.
"I love you." Sam murmured
The three of them snuggled against one another, and Sam and the baby fell asleep also.
…
Dean walked in the door, waking Sam and the baby. Sam shot up and the baby started to fuss. Gabe stirred and woke up. Chuck fell out of his chair.
"Dean!"
"Sorry." Dean glanced at Gabriel who was awake and also sitting up.
Sam picked up the boy and rocked him gently. "Shh, shh. It's okay. It's okay, daddy's got you... It's ok."
"Sam?" Gabe asked.
"Yeah?"
"What are we going to name him?"
"I don't know. What's the first name you think of?"
"James."
"James?"
"Yeah. I had a dream..." Gabe trailed off, light blush on his cheeks.
"And we had a kid named James?"
"Yeah." Gabe looked down sheepishly.
"I like it." Sam lifted Gabe's head up and gave him a kiss.
"James." Sam said to the boy.
Chuck looked up and said, "I told you Gabe was going to be alright."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. How do you feel, by the way?" Sam asked.
"I feel great. I'm fine. Can I change back to my old vessel now?"
"Yeah." Chuck nodded.
Gabriel's shape changed, since he created both of the vessels, and next to Sam sat Gabe in his other vessel.
Gabriel fainted and fell back onto the bed, Sam calling his name.
"Gabe?!" Sam cried "GABRIEL?!" Sam shook the limp body of his husband, but to no avail. Gabriel was alive, but his heart was slower than usual. James started crying, and Dean, Cas, and Chuck were standing over the bed with worried expressions painting their faces.
A/N-I am a terrible person. Sorry. There will be more. I am SO SO SO sorry for not updating, two end of the school year projects have been stressing me. I hop you liked... :)
~Kittygirl