One Little Secret

Warnings: Swearing, secrets, pregnancy

Hana's POV

I paced one way, then spun on my heel and went the other way. Restlessness. It happens to the best of us.

I glanced down at my stomach, not wanting to notice the slight bulge there. Dean hadn't seen it yet, but it's only a matter of time. I bit my lip nervously. Maybe I should've hid that pregnancy test in the garbage better.

I didn't hear the flutter of wings. "Hello, Hana."

"Holy shit!" I yelped, nearly falling over backwards. Castiel reached out and grabbed my wrist, yanking me upright. "Whiplash much," I muttered, snatching my wrist back and rubbing it ruefully.

Castiel got right to the point (he is an angel after all; they don't often beat around the bush). "I apologize for startling you. Do you know where Adrian is?"

I sighed, contemplating telling him my big secret. It was weighing on me, that's for damn sure, but I couldn't tell anyone I knew. They would tell Dean, and then my life would become a living hell.

Cas tilted his head to the side thoughtfully. "Something's troubling you."

I exhaled. "Can you keep a secret?"

He furrowed his eyebrows, and I almost wished that I hadn't asked. "Yes. Though if I am put under any sort of pressure or am asked directly about the matter, I refuse to bear false witness. Why?"

I sat on the couch, biting the inside of my cheek this time. "Are you sure you're going to be able to keep this secret? I mean, Cas, no offense, but you've willingly spilled the beans so many times."

He frowned deeper and took the spot next to me, resting his forearms on his knees. "Yes. I will keep it to the best of my ability. Go on."

I looked at the floor. My voice came out as a whisper. "I'm pregnant. It's- it's Dean's."

I glanced up into Cas's confused eyes. "I don't understand. Shouldn't this be glorious news? A healthy child to be born and-"

I cut him off, standing sharply and slightly raising my voice. "Cas, what will we do with a baby? We aren't about to give up the hunting lifestyle, and Dean will refuse to raise the baby in it, so what the hell should I do? I can't abandon it, I can't have an abortion. They're both cruel ideals. I just… I'm running out of options, okay?"

I crossed my arms over my chest, and tears collected in my eyes. Castiel seemed uncomfortable, and for a moment, I thought he was going to just walk out. But then he stood and pulled me into a hug, rubbing circles on my back and speaking comforting words into my hair. Although shocked, I quickly hugged him back, silently crying into his trench coat.

Pulling away, I suddenly realized something. If I were to have this baby and then die, who would care for it then?

I made the decision right then and there.

"Cas, will you be this baby's godfather?"

His eyes widened, and then a rare occurance happened. He smiled. "I'd be honored."