The song here is "All This and Heaven Too" by Florence + the Machine
All This and Heaven Too
It was the only thing that made sense. Gadreel surrendered his grace to keep Heaven open, but he couldn't let all of it go, not without snuffing out his existence. A small part of his grace remained to make his wish possible and now their baby inherited it.
Gadreel was now able to understand it and now it didn't seem so frightening, if it wasn't for the fact that the angels didn't like Nephilims. Luckily, Jane, the only Nephilim in existence, has been left alone since her resurrection due to the spell that he cast to break that of Metatron. Maybe their baby would be equally left alone by the angels. He had to doubt that they would hurt him and his family because he reopened Heaven and his grace made it possible to stay open.
Then, all that came crashing down.
Roxanne was silent as she smiled at Anne. The theory she delivered settled alright with her and she smiled at Gadreel.
"I wouldn't change a single thing." She said softly and Gadreel smiled.
"So, want to know if it's a boy or a girl?" Roxanne asked and Anne quickly answered.
"No." she said and then smiled, glancing at Gadreel. "I think we'd rather it be a surprise." She added as she rubbed her stomach. Roxanne just smirked and glanced at Gadreel, as if wishing he'd ask, dying of curiosity. Then she sighed and nodded.
"Fine, but if you ever get tired of that 'surprise' bit, call me." she said and Anne shot her a playful glare.
Then, at that moment, once again unnoticed by Anne and Gadreel, Roxanne glanced at Castiel with a cold expression, as if to say "tell them or I will". He nodded, but he glanced down at his hands, uncertain of how to tell them without driving them insane with worry. Gadreel was distraught about his baby being a Nephilim, but now…
It would be unbearable.
However, he had to tell them. Castiel glanced up at them and when Gadreel met his eyes, there was that look; he knew something was wrong. Castiel sighed and sat straight in his chair and Gadreel frowned with confusion.
"What aren't you telling me?" Gadreel asked and Roxanne was ready to jump in, but Castiel wasted no time. He knew she wasn't bluffing.
"Shortly after leaving your place the other day, I could hear the angels talking; planning something that would create a balance in the world rather than destroying something that they can't obliterate." Castiel began and when he glanced over at Anne, concern filled her soft eyes. "Defeating Hell isn't an option, but they believe they can reduce both Heaven and Hell to what they used to be by killing the hybrids." He added and then both Anne and Gadreel's faces paled. This was the part he was dreading and their expressions wasn't helping. He might just let Roxanne take over for him, but this was his duty. No matter the pain, he had to tell them.
"Clara, Keara and our baby?" Anne asked, her voice full of fear, as if she was on the verge of crying. Gadreel quickly made two steps and sat behind her on the couch, holding her tight in his arms as Roxanne held onto her hands for comfort.
"The angels don't know of your child." Castiel said and then Gadreel shot him a cold glare, a sight that stunned Castiel momentarily.
"Not yet." He said and Castiel wasn't sure if that was to mean that the angels discover everything or that Castiel would betray them. Either way, it wasn't important. He could understand that they were afraid. He couldn't blame Gadreel for being angry.
"The angels won't succeed. It'll be certain death concerning the Cambions and even if they were to succeed, Crowley would stop at no end to destroy Heaven." he said, which didn't do much good, by the looks of things. "I promise to protect you until they can be stopped." He added and both Anne and Gadreel were silent, but they glanced at him as if that somehow offered some comfort. However, comforting each other was more important.
"I'll make you two some tea." Roxanne said, placing a hand on their hands as if to tell them that everything was going to be okay.
When Roxanne had been gone for several seconds, both Anne and Gadreel glanced at him with concern in their eyes. Castiel swallowed hard, knowing that simply protecting them wouldn't ease their minds that quickly.
"Who's going to stop them from assassinating the hybrids?" Anne asked and judging by Gadreel's expression, he had been thinking the same thing. "Let me guess, you expect the Winchesters to do something? Clara won't because she doesn't care; she might only protect us because we're relatives." She added and Castiel nodded.
"I honestly don't know." He said, uncertain of what else to say. However, he knew that someone might be able to help with that. Someone once came to him to step up and take action; now he was going to say the same to him, since he was still the only one that ranked highest amongst the angels.