#chuck causing problems

That was the best thought that you could formulate. Gabriel had told you a few days prior that he could sense the baby’s heartbeat. The look in his eyes when he said those words and how he stroked his fingers over your still flat stomach gave you some hope as to his feelings.

Minus, the baby on the way, everything else with Gabriel was just like usual. You were thankful for that at least. If Gabriel turned off the love supply, you would have totally fallen apart. From the brief bit of the baby book that you had read (until you got to the part about birthing pictures and nearly vomited) apparently, a woman’s sex drive was supposed to increase.

“…Yep, that’s happening.”

“How are you feeling?”

Gabriel asked softly, pulling you from your thoughts. He originally didn’t want to wake you but the quiet of the room was beginning to drive him nuts. Gabriel wouldn’t say it but his anxiety went into near overdrive whenever you were quiet for long periods. Yes, he was able to check you over at any time but hearing your voice seemed to make all of his worries go away. You yawned snuggling further into his side instantly making the worry within Gabriel vanish.

“Fine. My stomach hurts a bit but I suppose that I should get used to that.”

Gabriel put a finger to your head and the sick feeling instantly vanished. He gave you a sheepish little smirk before moving to kiss your forehead.

“I guess that will be a benefit of having a baby with me. I can make all of the nasty…side effects go away.”

“That will be definitely useful.”

You replied before yawning again. Gabriel moved to stroke a hand down your back toward the waistband of your jeans.

“Before you get too comfortable…”

He started but stopped suddenly and sat up. You gave him a curious frown as Amelia came running in with a small box in her hand. It took all you had to stop yourself from smirking at the annoyed expression on Gabriel’s face. If Dean were in the room, you were 100% positive that mentions of being “cock blocked” would have come up.

“Hi, shorty. What do you have there?”

You asked, sitting up. Amelia was nearly bouncing up and down. Gabriel raised an eyebrow before smirking. The little girl reminded him so much of you it felt as if he was looking into a mirror.

“Uncle Dean got me a guinea pig! I named her Snickerdoodle!”

You instantly looked up to Dean as he stepped into the room with a shit-eating grin on his face. He gave you a small shrug before you turned back to your niece who had fished the petrified-looking animal out of the box.

“Oh, that’s nice. She’s lovely, sweetie. Does your daddy know about Snickerdoodle?”

Amelia shook her head and shoved some of her dark hair out of her face.

“I see. Maybe you should…oh look there’s Sam now.”

Sam automatically sighed. He hated that tone. He knew “that” tone. Something was up and something told him that it involved him somehow.

“I love conversations that start like this.”

Amelia ran over to Sam nearly hopping up and down with delight.

“Uncle Dean got me a guinea pig!”

Sam automatically scowled at Dean. This was the last thing that he wanted to get involved with too. Between a pregnant sister who would be giving birth to an archangel’s baby, his own child, dealing with Michael, and all of the other kinks involved with being a Winchester…Sam just didn’t have a “guinea pig” in him.

“Uh huh…he did, did he? Amelia…guinea pigs are…”

Sam tried to think of the right word. He looked up at Gabriel.

“Violent?”

Gabriel suggested, earning a scowl from both Sam and yourself. He only gave you a little shrug as Sam knelt down to Amelia.

“Sweetie, guinea pigs are a lot of work. Uncle Dean, Aunt Y/n, and I are really busy…I’m not sure if this is a good idea. Uncle Dean and I are gone a lot and Aunty Y/n is about to have a baby soon…”

Amelia gave Sam a pouty frown.

“I can do it. I am 5 whole years old.”

Dean made his way over to Gabriel with a smirk.

“This is your first real lesson on being a parent…how to cave.”

Gabriel’s amber eyes rolled over to Dean.

“If you give my child one of those rats, I may smite you.”

Dean quickly moved away from Gabriel shaking his head.

“Tough crowd.”

You rolled your eyes at Dean and Gabriel before turning back to Amelia who was clearly happy with her new furry friend. Her little face showed nothing but pure joy. You couldn’t help but smile at her. Ever since Amelia had moved into the bunker, you took extra care to find little things to bring her joy with. Something told you that Dean used the same excuse to bring Snickerdoodle home.

“Would you two get a room?”

You muttered before kneeling down next to Amelia.

“You really like her don’t you?”

Amelia nodded.

“Yes, aunty. She has a wiggly nose.”

Amelia then attempted to make her nose wiggle like the guinea pig that was nestled in her arms. Again, you couldn’t help but smile. You noticed a small smile grace Gabriel’s face too. You knew that he would never admit it but Amelia had grown on him. Whether it be the fact that she reminded the archangel so much of you as a child or Amelia just had her “own little way” you knew that Gabriel liked her presence.

You turned your attention to Sam, who still looked less than amused with Snickerdoodle’s arrival. Taking a breath, you leaned closer to Amelia.

“Maybe we can talk your daddy into letting Snickerdoodle stay. I can help you look after her.”

Amelia immediately squealed before nearly throwing the poor guinea pig up in the air with joy. You quickly reached out and wrapped your hands around Snickerdoodle and gave Sam a small smile. He groaned and shook his head.

“Fine. She can stay but I better not smell anything.”

Amelia nodded and wrapped her arms around Sam’s legs squealing about how he was the best daddy ever.

“What about me? I’m the one that bought the thing.”

Dean grumbled. Amelia quickly went over to Dean and gave him the same attention.

“I am winning that world’s okayest uncle cup.”

Dean said with a smirk as Cas stepped in. The frown on his face told you that something wasn’t well in the world. Standing up you inched closer to him as he muttered something to Gabriel.

Gabriel turned to you. The cutesy moment with the guinea pig was now shot to hell. He hated even mentioning Cas’ news to you.

“What is it?”

You asked softly. Gabriel sighed.

“My father is here with yet another surprise.”

Both Sam and Dean groaned, mirroring Gabriel’s reaction. You too felt a feeling of dread wash over you. While Chuck’s last visit brought you news of the baby…it also brought a feeling of darkness over the bunker that hadn’t 100% washed away.

“Oh boy this day just keeps getting better.”

You commented before turning to Jack.

“Jack, can you stay in here with Amelia?”

Jack eagerly nodded before sitting down beside Amelia, who clearly didn’t care about the business of adults at the moment.

You turned to follow your brothers and Gabriel into the library where Chuck stood with a smile on his face.

“I thought I would come back…”

Gabriel wrapped a hand around yours, keeping his eyes locked on Chuck.

“Please tell us that you aren’t here to bring more good news. We are worried enough about what you brought last time.”

Dean said. He knew that he would never stand a chance against Chuck but he could put his thoughts on matters out there. What Chuck did with said thoughts and opinions was up to him.

Chuck, meanwhile, felt his smile fade. Everyone was looking at him as if he would be declaring that the world would be ending. Gabriel was watching him with a cold frown.

“Gabriel, you can stop frowning. I haven’t brought anything bad…not really…”

“Forgive me for not trusting you.”

Gabriel said in a low cold tone.

“Gabe.”

You whispered, squeezing his hand. The last thing that you wanted to witness was Gabriel and Chuck having some kind of epic showdown.

“It's okay, Y/n. Nothing bad is going to happen. I’m actually here with a special surprise for you…well…I suppose for Sam and Dean too.”

Sam winced while Dean mumbled something about “that last time Chuck gave them a surprise it was resulting in you becoming some kind of fucked up science experiment.”

You bit your lip, not even daring to look at Chuck.

“You know, Chuck, you have really given us enough surprises. I mean…we have met our quota…maybe you should go…bless…someone else?”

Chuck smiled, shrugging.

“I was thinking about the predicament that you are in. Yeah, you have your brothers. While that’s special, you deserve to have your father in your life.”

You felt your mouth drop as John stepped out from behind Chuck.

“Oh shit.”

Dean muttered while John gave the three of you an exhausted smile. He didn’t seem to notice or care to notice how freaked out the three of you look.

“My kids.”

John was in front of you before you knew it. He looked down at you with a smile before pulling you into a hug. Standing motionless, you couldn’t remember the last time that John had actually hugged you. John was never the “touchy-feely” kind of father so this was totally out of your element.

“Y/n, sweetheart, look how much you have grown up.”

John turned to Sam and Dean following the same lead. Both of your brothers looked beyond uncomfortable too as John made what would typically sound like a heart felt sentiment.

“Dad, you’re alive…and here.”

Dean choked out as John hugged him. John nodded before turning to say something kind to Chuck but the man was nowhere to be found.

“Yeah, I am. I think I got another chance and I am so glad to see the three of you. The three of you stuck together…just like you should have.”

Sam cleared his throat.

“It wouldn’t be any other way.”

John turned back to you. The last time that he had seen you, you were just a young teenager. Now here you stood, a grown woman. John’s eyes landed on Gabriel.

“Who are you?”

Gabriel raised an eyebrow. He knew this was about to be a shit show.

Of course, it's a shit show. Anytime my father shows up it's a blasted shit show! Now, look what he’s gone and done.

“Gabriel.”

Gabriel said his name very matter-of-factly. He didn’t really feel like getting in an all-out brawl with John Winchester of you but something told you that it would happen very soon.

John, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes on Gabriel. While he expected that you, at some point, would choose a lover…he wasn’t expecting it to be now. Granted, part of him expected to come back and you still be a young girl.

“The two of you are together?”

You nodded, stepping closer to Gabriel.

“Yes, dad, we are. I’m assuming the guy that brought you here didn’t explain anything to you?”

John frowned, his eyebrows knitting together.

“What is there to talk about? I’m alive again.”

You groaned, mentally cursing Chuck under your breath. Of course, Chuck didn’t tell John Winchester the “truth” of everything going on in his children’s lives.

“Oh, there is a lot to talk about. Come on, we all need to go have a little chat.”

You replied. Meeting Sam and Dean’s eyes, you knew that this wasn’t about to be pretty.

“Dad, do you have a gun on you?”

You asked casually. John nodded. He thought this was a weird question but decided to go with it.

“Yeah, why?”

You shook your head.

“Put it on safety.”

John looked a little confused before following you into a dining room. You motioned to a seat.

“Sit down. We have a lot to talk about.”

John quietly did as he was told. His attention went back to Gabriel who was still frowning at him. Something about the way the man was looking at him made John on edge and he didn’t like it. There wasn’t something quite right with the man at your side. All of John’s hunter instincts were going on edge as he realized Gabriel wasn’t blinking.

“Yeah, I think we do, kiddo.”

John replied as Sam and Dean sat down. You didn’t even know where to start. Never in a million years did you think that you would have to explain yourself to your father ever again. When John was killed, you decide that would be the end of that…boy was you wrong!

“Dad, in the time that you have been gone…we have been through a lot. I mean like a hell of a lot. Sam, Dean, and I have gone through things that you probably wouldn’t believe…”

“Oh, I can believe a lot.”

John commented. You blinked a few times as John continued talking.

“Just tell me what it is. The three of you know that I don’t like…”

You held a hand up.

“Okay, we are in the middle of a second apocalypse. The archangel Michael is wreaking havoc in our lives. The three of us have dealt with the forces of heaven and hell, more monsters than you would care to believe, the British men of letters…I’m sure I am leaving a lot out.”

John blinked, looking totally stunned. He didn’t exactly expect to hear all of that.

“Are you joking?”

You weren't quite sure but for some reason, you started laughing. The last thing that you really wanted was to argue with your father about what you had really done over the past few years. John didn’t know the hell that the three of you had gone through over the years. You did. Sam and Dean did. John did not.

“No dad, I’m not joking. Oh, there’s more. Dean and I are dating angels and I’m pregnant.”

Gabriel stared at you with his mouth open. He honestly expected you to tell John a little more gently but no. You just threw that on him like a wet blanket.

“Surprise.”

Gabriel said with a smirk on his face as John turned to him. It made sense! It all made sense now. John now could see why Gabriel wasn’t blinking in addition to the cold distant expression on his face.

“You’re an angel and she’s pregnant?”

Gabriel nodded.

“That is what she said.”

John shook his head.

“I don’t believe it.”

Gabriel waited a moment before snapping his fingers and disappearing. The room was silent before Gabriel turned up beside you.

“Do you know anyone else that can do that because I sure as hell don’t?”

John jumped up, knocking the chair that he was sitting in over.

“Holy shit! You are an angel!”

Gabriel nodded.

“Yep, not just an angel. I’m an archangel. I warn you, human, don’t make move near her or I will smite you back to where you came from.”

John snarled.

“Get away from my daughter.”

Gabriel shook his head before freezing John where he stood.

“I can’t do that.”

John growled before turning his attention to Sam and Dean.

“You two just let this happen? I told the two of you to watch your sister! Letting her get knocked up by a rouge archangel isn’t part of keeping an eye on her.”

You, meanwhile, suddenly remembered your voice.

“Hold on a minute, dad. You don’t get to come here and start things like this. Sam and Dean did everything that they were supposed to and more. You are my father. You should have been there for us and you weren’t! Don’t you dare give me shit about being on hunts either. It shouldn’t have been Dean’s job to look after Sam and me the way he did. He was our mother and father more than you ever were. He didn’t get to be a kid. I’m my own damn person and make my own decisions. Sam, Dean, and I look out for each other but they don’t tell me what to do and you aren’t either. Chuck may have brought you back but you aren’t going to come in here and order us around. For once, we have our lives figured out and we are just fine with it.”

You turned and walked from the room without another word. Gabriel, turned back to John for a moment.

“It’s so lovely to see that you are still the same human that you were years ago. Excuse me, my wife needs me.”

Gabriel put extra emphasis on the word “wife.” He knew it would antagonize John all the more and he didn’t care….

_______

Both Chuck and yourself froze. You didn’t want to turn around to face Gabriel. You weren’t sure how much he had heard. The fact that he wasn’t trying to attack Chuck told you that he hadn’t heard everything.

Finally, you turned to face your lover. Gabriel stood in the doorway with his shirt halfway unbuttoned. He was clearly coming to see what was taking you so long to come back to bed. Gabriel was looking between Chuck and yourself with a curious frown on his face.

“Gabriel.”

You whispered his name as he came over to stand near you. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of Chuck.

“Tell me what? Who are you, pal?”

Gabriel repeated. It was clear to you that Chuck was keeping his “real” persona under wraps for the moment. Chuck probably knew better than to just drop the bomb on Gabriel…at least you hoped.

You, meanwhile, wrapped your hand around Gabriel’s as Sam and Dean came skidding into the room. Both froze seeing Chuck. Dean automatically groaned.

“Oh crap, here we go.”

Chuck grinned and waved to both Winchester brothers.

“Sam, Dean…good to see you.”

Gabriel meanwhile, was getting even more annoyed. He had no idea who this guy was, even using all of his archangel power. This inability was quickly driving Gabriel up the wall.

“Hey, who the hell are you?”

Chuck turned back to Gabriel with a smirk. He didn’t say it but he was glad to know that Gabriel was happy with you. The fact the soul mate bond worked so well was yet another testament to Chuck knowing what he was doing. Chuck didn’t want to brag but he knew that you were just “perfect” for his son. Gabriel needed someone who truly understood him and that was most definitely you.

Snapping his fingers, Chuck let the “hidden glamour” fade away so Gabriel could clearly see who he was. As Chuck expected, Gabriel didn’t look the least bit happy or surprised to see him. Gabriel stood with an insolent cold frown on his face.

You inched closer to Gabriel holding his hand a little tighter. It was probably a vain hope to think that you would be able to hold him back but that didn’t stop you from trying. The less damage that Gabriel could attempt to inflect the better.

Sam and Dean both winced as Gabriel started laughing. He took a few moments before stopping instantly.

“Hello, dad. What’s it been? One trillion years…give or take a few years.”

Chuck nodded.

“Something like that. It's good to see you, son.”

Gabriel raised an eyebrow.

“I truly wish that I could say the same. Now back to what you were saying to Y/n. What do you need to tell me?”

Chuck sighed.

“Straight to business, huh? You don’t want to catch up?”

Gabriel stared at Chuck as if he had lost his flipping mind.

“Let's see…you created everything then abandoned us all…yep that covers it. Now start talking before I leave.”

Chuck turned his attention to you with an “innocent smile.”

“Well, okay fine. I suppose you are right on that one. So, you know that I paired you with Y/n for a reason, right?”

Gabriel’s eyes flickered over to you. You were looking at him carefully almost pleading for him to remain calm. Gabriel took a breath before turning back to Chuck.

“Yes. That is the one favor that you have done for me.”

Chuck grinned.

“Splendid. Well, I’m adding to that gift. Y/n is pregnant.”

The whole room fell silent. Sam and Dean’s mouths dropped. Dean said “son of a bitch” under his breath while Sam pinched his arm to shut his elder brother up. You groaned, hoping that Chuck would have told Gabriel a bit more “gently” than that…but no.

You couldn’t bring yourself to look at Gabriel for a moment. When you finally got brave enough his face was stone-cold archangel fury. His amber eyes were locked on Chuck as if he was trying to determine if this was some fucked up joke.

Had Chuck really said what he thought? Gabriel couldn’t move. It felt as if the rug had been pulled out from underneath him. Of all of the shit that he had been through in the past few years, this…this right here had to be the worst. Gabriel never…NEVER planned on this happening. He had been so careful with you. Now here his father stood with this stupid shit-eating grin on his face.

Gabriel finally pulled himself from his thoughts before quickly turning to you. He placed a hand on your stomach and closed his eyes. Sure enough, in his mind, he could sense the life growing within you.

“Is this some joke? Take this away from her right now. I will not let the one human I love die because of your poor decisions!”

Gabriel nearly shouted at Chuck. The lights flickered in the room making both Sam and Dean back up. Chuck looked around as the smile faded from his face.

“I thought that you would be happy.”

Gabriel’s mouth fell open.

“Happy?! HAPPY?! Did you really just say that to me? You were the one who declared nephilim to be forbidden. You made a slide show that you made all of us sit through! How about all of those angels that you ordered us to kill? Now here you are cursing her. I mean it, take it out of her now!”

Dean stepped in.

“Chuck, you better do what he says! I am not losing my sister because you want to play grandpa! This isn’t just a normal child…this is the child of a damn archangel. We know what happened to Kelly with Jack. She died. My sister isn’t going to be some casualty. Gabriel, talk some goddamn sense into her!”

Dean nearly screamed the word casualty. You couldn’t bring yourself to meet your older brother’s eyes. Without looking at him, you knew what he was thinking. Dean was clearly thinking of how he damn nearly raised you. He invested so much time and love. Losing his baby sister wasn’t something that he was ready to accept.

“She isn’t going to die. I already promised her that.”

Chuck started before blinking a few times before looking at you. Gabriel glowered at Chuck.

“WE don’t trust your promises. I know how they have gone.”

“What do you want, Y/n?”

Chuck asked. Gabriel, Sam, and Dean all looked at you with petrified eyes. You swallowed nervously. For the first time, you sat back and considered everything. In ways, you wanted to agree with Gabriel. This was a bad idea. You knew how hard things were for Jack to adjust to what he was.

On the other hand, you knew that you were having Gabriel’s baby. You were getting what your heart secretly desired…a child with the man that you loved. The moment that Gabriel put his hand on your stomach and confirmed that there was actually life there it made it seem even more real. You knew Gabriel would know if a baby was there or not.

“I don’t want to give the baby up.”

You said in a weak tone. Gabriel’s mouth dropped. He looked, if possible, even more devastated. Running a hand through his hair, Gabriel was about to lose his grip on reality. He quickly turned to you taking both of your hands in his.

“No, we are not doing this. We can’t do this! Y/n, I know what you want but it's not happening.”

Dean came back in. He was nearly yelling too. As much as he wanted to keep a grip on himself, he couldn’t.

“This will kill you! You don’t get to just check out of our lives because you want to play house.”

Gabriel didn’t move to look at his father. He kept his amber eyes locked on you. Your heart ached at the look in his eyes. Gabriel looked ready to cry…or burn the world down. It was a real toss-up on which one it was.

“Y/n, I’m begging you. Don’t do this. You can’t be making deals with God! What about me? What about us, Y/n?! I can’t just spend your whole life looking out for you and then fall in love with you to lose you.”

Chuck pipped in.

“She didn’t make a deal with me but now that you mention it…”

Chuck appeared in front of you. He gave you a gentle nod while totally ignoring his trembling son.

“Y/n, I agree to not let this baby kill you. Everything will work out and you’ll survive to have a future.”

He held his hand out. You looked down at his hand and ignored Gabriel who was pleading with you in your mind to not do it. You tentatively reached out and shook Chuck’s hand.

“I have to get out of here!”

Dean yelled before stomping out of the room without another word. Chuck briefly watched Dean before turning back to you.

“You have yourself a deal. See you soon.”

Chuck vanished from the room leaving everyone in an uncomfortable silence. Sam was frozen in his place. He didn’t know what to say. All Sam could do was pray that Chuck was telling the truth. Sam was in the same position as Dean. He couldn’t handle the thought of losing his only sister.

You turned to Gabriel who looked on the edge of totally losing it. Biting your lip, you gently reached for his hand.

“Gabriel, it will be fine.”

He laughed bitterly before running a hand through his hair. Gabriel didn’t know what to say or do. Throwing a tantrum would do no good. He could “terminate” the pregnancy when you weren’t awake…that was an option. Something told Gabriel to not even think about it. You would resent him forever. The last thing that Gabriel even wanted to consider was losing his soul mate due to his own actions. He wouldn’t be able to handle you kicking him out of your life then having to sit back and watch you move on. The mere thought of you moving on with someone else, someone human, enraged Gabriel even more.

“Come on, I need to get out of here.”

Gabriel reached for your hand and pulled you toward the garage. He needed air and to be out of the bunker!

10 minutes later, the two of you sat in silence as Gabriel sped down a dark Kansas street. You sat in the passenger seat looking dead ahead. After a moment, you turned to look at Gabriel carefully.

“Please say something.”

Gabriel’s hand tightened on the steering wheel.

“I can’t believe that you did it. You went and made a deal with God because you wanted something that is forbidden. After everything that you know…you go and shake his hand. Why do you think I have never spoken to you about this…or at least tried not to. Y/n, I have killed angels, their human brides, and their nephilim children! You have no idea how many people I have killed for this and now here we are doing it. You're going to die and I am going to be totally destroyed.”

You pressed your lips together before placing a hand on your still currently flat stomach.

“You heard him…he promised that I wouldn’t die.”

Gabriel trembled again.

“I have heard so many of his promises…and they were for nothing. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be for us…not this. Everything was so good and now it's ruined! We are going through all of this shit with my brothers and now this.”

You couldn’t help but feel sorry for Gabriel and consider, again, your feelings. Were you being selfish? You couldn’t answer that question. Yes, you wanted this baby. After the shock of Chuck’s news wore off, you could admit that (even for a brief moment) you were happy. You were getting what you wanted. Now here was the love of your life going to absolute pieces.

“Gabriel, can you pull over?”

Gabriel immediately did as you asked him and pulled to the side of the road. He didn’t, however, move to look at you. He looked dead ahead with eyes full of rage and absolute sadness. All he could think of was losing you. You were what was important to him. The baby, he had no emotion for whatsoever. If you told him to get rid of it, Gabriel wouldn’t be sad. He would be damn elated!

The silence between the two of you was deafening. You wanted to say something, anything, to make Gabriel feel better but you knew that you couldn’t. Nothing that you could say would bring him any peace. Unfortunately, you had a feeling that this would be the way things would be for a very long time.

“If I could say something to make you feel better…”

You started. Gabriel snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Nothing is going to make me feel better until that thing is out of you and you're normal again.

You immediately closed your mouth and let the silence of the car, minus the radio playing lightly sink back in.

Oh, come on, baby. Oh, come on, darling Let me steal this moment from you now Oh, come on, angel. Come on, come on, darling Let's exchange the experience, ooh

And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places I'd be running up that road Be running up that hill With no problem

Gabriel looked down at the radio with an icy glare.

“I don’t know about you but I have heard enough from God to do me a lifetime.”

_______

You murmured before turning back to Sam. Amelia came over to hold your hand with a scrunched-up face. Whether it be the innocent comment in the face of horrific darkness or it just being funny, both Sam and yourself laughed.

“Yuck, I’m all wet.”

You lovingly stroked your niece’s face.

“We should go home.”

Arriving back at the bunker, Sam reached out to grab your hand before you opened the door.

“Let’s not blurt it out about Raphael dying. We should probably ease into it.”

You nodded.

“Maybe ask them to play twenty questions? Like the first one will be why we are all soaking wet…Sam, you know that I’m a blurter.”

Sam rolled his eyes.

Sam: “Try to be different today. I know that you have unofficially declared war on Gabriel and Dean but this is big.”

You had to agree with that one. Killing an archangel was beyond big. This had to be your “biggest accomplishment” to date. Unfortunately, it wasn’t an accomplishment that you were presently proud of.

“Yeah, you’re right. Well, let's get this over with.”

You pushed the door open and walked inside. As you suspected, the moment that you walked in soaking wet, Gabriel and Dean automatically stood up. Dean looked totally confused as to why you were dripping wet, Sam’s hair was totally stuck to his head, and Amelia sat down to wring out her socks.

“So…why are you all wet? It's not raining outside?”

Gabriel moved to come to you but you stepped away. As much as you wanted nothing more than to crawl on his lap and let him comfort you…that wasn’t about to happen. You had to “face the music” first. Something told you that once you blabbed about just what your trip to the ice cream entailed…cuddling wasn’t going to happen.

“Don’t ask questions that you don’t want the answer to.”

You replied as you tried to squeeze water out of your hair. Dean raised an eyebrow and turned to Gabriel. If he couldn’t get through to you then no one could.

Gabriel was wary of whether or not to open his mouth. After the argument the two of you had, he knew that you weren’t very happy with him. Sure, you would come around and “makeup” with him soon enough but that didn’t help the situation now (when you were still clearly angry with him).

“Sugar…what happened?”

Gabriel finally asked. You took a breath as Sam started shaking his head.

“Oh, Raphael tried to kill us all…just another day.”

Gabriel’s mouth dropped. Had he heard you correctly? Every fiber in his being, whether it be archangel or soul mate, was going crazy. Did you really just say that Raphael had tried to kill you and he wasn’t there to protect you?

“WHAT?”

Dean and Gabriel both shouted at the same time. Before you could open your mouth, Gabriel was in front of you clearly looking for any kind of injuries.

“I’m okay.”

You said softly. Gabriel looked beyond ready to unravel a sweater. You had never seen a more petrified expression on your lover’s face. The cocky attitude that you had left and come home with was rapidly beginning to fade. Now you were left with an exhausted and “blah” feeling.

“Is she okay?”

Dean snapped in Gabriel’s direction as he did the same thing to Sam and Amelia. Gabriel was silent as he looked into your eyes. The expression on his face made it impossible for you to look away. Now was the time that you were again ready to curl up against him and never move.

“She’s fine but I want to know what happened and where is my brother?”

Gabriel was ready to kill Raphael. There would be no forgiving him for this. Even though Gabriel knew that his brothers would launch an attack on you some time; he didn’t think that it would be today. Gabriel found himself wishing that he had never upset you earlier. If he had never brought up leaving to play “I spy” with his brothers then you would never have left the bunker in a fit of rage.

You were quiet a moment longer as Gabriel gently stroked his thumbs over your cheek.

“You won’t find him.”

You finally replied. Gabriel raised an eyebrow. He was tethering between being the concerned lover or losing his ever-loving mind. How he had been able to keep a grip on his temper was still an amazement.

“And why is that, love?”

You groaned. It was the moment of truth. Your attention turned to your niece who was looking at you innocently. Once again, you found your heart aching. You didn’t want Amelia to know what the “family business” was for A LONG time. If it were up to you, Amelia would be able to have a normal childhood without the emotional complications that you grew up with. Unfortunately, it looked like that would not be the case.

Maybe I can stop one bad thing from happening…

You turned back to Amelia with a gentle smile.

“Uh hold on, Amelia, go change your clothes and find Jack.”

The little girl quickly left the room. You waited until you were positive that hse was out of earshot before turning back to your very angry-looking soul mate. Gabriel had his arms crossed over his chest and looked more “archangel” like than ever. You slightly winced before taking a breath.

“Raphael is dead.”

Both Gabriel and Dean’s mouths dropped. Gabriel was the first to be able to even utter a word. Dean moved to sit on the couch. What he was hearing was making him want to faint. How could he have been able to live with himself if something had happened to you? If something happened to Sam, Amelia, for yourself…Dean would never have been able to function ever again. He would have personally gone to Michael and let the archangel “off” him.

“How?”

You were quiet again for a moment. Gabriel, meanwhile, was ready to scream. He wasn’t really “hurt” by the thought of losing Raphael. His brother had pushed him past the point of ever forgiving him. The moment that Raphael threatened you was the moment that Gabriel had no further use for his older brother.

“Y/n, answer the question.”

Gabriel added. You bit your lip before taking a breath. Something told you that you should be proud of yourself. While the whole ordeal was a mess, you still killed Raphael. This task proved not only were you a good hunter but you were on the same level as your brothers. You weren’t some weakling or “little girl” that needed her boyfriend to look after her.

“I shot him with the gun that Dean gave me. Those angel-killing bullets worked.”

Dean’s mouth fell and he moved to just lie flat on his back. While he was proud to hear his perfectly crafted little bullets were able to serve a purpose…he wasn’t totally prepared that you were the one that tested them.

Gabriel stood motionless. He didn’t even say anything for a moment. Had he heard you correctly? Surly his hearing was failing him in some weird way.

“Please tell me that you are joking.”

Gabriel managed to say before putting a hand over his face. Some guardian he was. He had been so irritated with you that he hadn’t even been fully keeping you safe. His thoughts of you being a handful returned yet again.

You shook your head.

“No, Raphael and a bunch of his pals attacked us and he got what was coming to him. Now you don’t have to go off after all…”

You gave Gabriel a frown before turning and going to your bedroom without another word.

When you were out of the room, Gabriel and Dean both turned to Sam.

“Is she telling the truth?”

Dean asked.

“Or is she totally just screwing with us because we ticked her off earlier and you, for whatever reason, decided to play along with it?”

Sam rolled his eyes.

“It's not a joke. We weren’t looking for them. They came to us. Raphael went after her and she shot him.”

Gabriel turned and instantly went after you. He didn’t want to hear anymore. If he heard much else, he would have gone into either a full-blown panic or rage. While he was thankful that Raphael was dead, Gabriel knew that Michael would be livid when he realized what had happened. This was just putting a bigger prize on your head and he couldn’t stand it.

Stepping into the bedroom, Gabriel sighed looking at you. You had your back to him and were busy taking off your soaked bra.

“I suppose you want more information.”

You said after a few seconds. When Gabriel didn’t respond, you turned to face him. You had never seen him look more upset. This was worse than when Michael stood in the middle of the road to make a go at you.

“I am horrified to realize just how close I came to losing you today. I haven’t spent all of this time looking after you and loving you to lose you…and I wouldn’t have been there to save you.”

You didn’t move to say anything immediately. In fact, you wanted Gabriel to know that you did value his feelings. In addition to giving him some comfort in knowing that you didn’t just go after Raphael for shits and giggles.

“I’m okay though, Gabe. I swear to you, I didn’t go after him. I wouldn’t have just gone after him to prove you wrong. When he stepped out of that booth, I had to do something.”

Gabriel stood silently for a moment before pulling you against him. You wrapped your arms around your lover’s shoulders before pressing your forehead against his.

“It could have gone badly.”

Gabriel replied. Putting a hand on your cheek, he breathed your scent in while trying not to think of you dying. While Gabriel didn’t think much of his father anymore, he could only hope that God wouldn’t have paired you as his soul mate only to watch you die. What kind of lesson would that have taught Gabriel? The best that he could think of was unreasonable cruelty.

“But it didn’t.”

You said softly, hoping to comfort Gabriel in someway. It was no secret to you that he was going through every horrible experience that he ever had with Raphael. You knew there were so many events in history Gabriel lived through that you had no clue on. However, something told you that the turmoil going through his mind at the moment was possibly one of Gabriel’s worst moments.

Gabriel tilted your face to his for a kiss. All of the stubbornness left your mind and you were more than happy to enjoy each kiss that he offered.

“It could have.”

Gabriel murmured against your mouth. Stroking a hand up his back, you hovered over where his wings would be. When Gabriel moaned against your mouth, you knew that you had your lover exactly where you wanted him.

“I’ll be careful, love.”

Gabriel gently backed you to the bed before pulling you down with him. The two of you were quiet for a moment. You quietly ran your fingers over Gabriel’s hand. Without him saying a word, you knew that he was still upset. Taking a moment longer, you wiggled your way on top of him.

“Its not that I don’t think you are a capable hunter, Y/n. I know you are. Taking Raphael out only proves it even more. However, do you realize that this will put an even bigger target on us now, don’t you? Michael won’t let this go easily. If we had to be careful before, we have to do so even more. He will be after both of us. I don’t think that you exactly realize how dangerous this is, sugar.”

You lay in silence stroking your fingers over the expanse of Gabriel’s chest and stomach.

“I did actually think about that. That is why I don’t want you out spying on him. I want you with me…where you’re supposed to be. I wish Michael would just suck an egg and leave us alone.”

Gabriel chuckled at that.

“Michael doesn’t know what to do when he isn’t controlling a situation…as you can clearly see. Now, as far as us, I will try my best to stay here. Y/n, you're a hunter. You know that there are times when we all have to do things that we don’t want to. I want nothing more than to be with you all of the time but I have a job to do too. I will, however, promise that I will be as careful as I can. Don’t forget I have a lot of Michael’s tricks memorized. Now, I want to kiss every inch of your body…”

A few hours later…

You quietly snuck out of your room for a drink of water. Glancing at the clock, you were relieved to see a late hour. The last thing that you wanted was to run into Dean with all of the love bites on your neck that Gabriel had left. As you walked quietly through the hallways, you muttered a quick thank you to Chuck for makeup.

Stepping into the kitchen, you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t notice Chuck sitting at the table. He grinned the moment that he saw you.

“You’re welcome.”

You stopped dead in your tracks before turning to face Chuck. Your eyes widened before clutching your silk robe together.

“Damn it, Chuck! Do you just sneak up on people? What the hell?”

Chuck shrugged innocently before taking in your appearance. You were always such a nice thing to look at. Tonight, however, Chuck could clearly see what you were up to for the past few hours.

“I see Gabriel is enjoying himself with you.”

You blushed, crossing your legs. The last thing that you wanted was for Chuck to see any sign of Gabriel’s come dripping down your legs.

“I did not need to know that.”

Chuck quickly squeaked. You blushed before crossing your arms over your chest.

“Maybe stop reading my mind without my consent and you won’t hear things that will make your cringe. What can I say? Your son has an insatiable sex drive and I do well at keeping up.”

Chuck’s mouth dropped.

“Okay okay! We can stop this conversation.”

You gave Chuck a cocky smirk.

“Figured as much. So what do we owe the pleasure of your presence? We haven’t heard from you in…in well years.”

Chuck nodded.

“Sorry, I have been away. I heard about Raphael.”

You winced. If this was what Chuck had come for then you knew that you were in for one hell of a tongue lashing.

“Yeah, well…sorry about capping your son. I can assure you, he was totally stunned when I pulled a gun on him”

Chuck blinked.

“I mean, he kind of asked for it. No harm no foul.”

You stood looking at Chuck stupidly. Had he really said “no harm, no foul” over you killing his son.

“I expected some kind of anger…or something…”

Chuck giggled.

“Well, I’m not here for that. I’m actually here to talk to you about something else. Anyhow, how are things with Gabriel and yourself? I have sensed a lot of angst from the two of you.”

You began to twirl a strand of hair around your finger. Was Chuck really here for gossip?

“We’re fine now…I suppose. All of this with your other thugged out archangel’s is causing some chaos. Maybe you can miracle your way over to Michael and tell him to go fuck off. He is on this ego trip about you making me Gabriel’s soul mate. He seems to think that we are going to go create a nephilim or something.”

You considered telling Chuck to go fuck himself because thanks to his rules you could never have a child. How were you supposed to tell Chuck that “his choices” were what seemed to be driving a wedge between the two of you?

“Easier said than done. You’re doing great with Jack.”

You frowned at Chuck’s response.

“Yeah, well, he’s not ours and he tends to do well. Maybe you should tell Jack that. After all, you haven’t met your grandson. You’re missing out.”

You turned to get yourself a cup of tea while wondering just where Gabriel was. He would be “thrilled” to see the father that abandoned him. You mentally told yourself that might not be such a good idea, after all. The last thing that you wanted was to have to clean up after some epic showdown between Chuck and a very pissed-off Gabriel.

Chuck meanwhile watched you with a mischievous glint in his eye. He knew that he was about to drop a bombshell on you and he couldn’t wait to see your reaction.

“You do very well with Jack that’s why you’re pregnant. Congratulations!”

You dropped your cup before spinning around to stare at Chuck. Had you heard him correctly? Did he just say the “P” word that would result in another nephilim child? Surly you were going crazy and this was some weird dream. There could be no way this was actually happening.

The next thing you knew, Chuck walked over and pinched you.

“OW!”

You squealed, nearly ready to punch Chuck in the face.

“I wouldn’t do that. You would break your hand and it wouldn’t be good for your baby.”

Your mouth dropped yet again.

“Chuck you are saying a lot of words that don’t go into my vocabulary and I am VERY concerned.”

Chuck giggled as if he was telling you some huge joke.

“You shouldn’t be. I know what you have wanted and am giving it to you.”

Your head was spinning as you moved to sit down.

“I mean my dream isn’t to die…”

Chuck finished making you a fresh cup of tea and sat it down in front of you.

“You aren’t going to die, silly. I would never let you die. I actually adore you. That is why I paired you with Gabriel.”

Your mind went immediately to your lover who was still in the bedroom. How was he going to handle this? Most likely not well. He had been so against even speaking about nephilim from day one. How would he react to the realization that he was about to have one of his very own?

“You’re messing with me, right? Is this for me not responding to your cat Tik Tok’s that you sent me?”

You asked. Chuck just stared at you.

“After that little romp that you had with Gabriel in your car…that did the trick.”

You made a face before covering yourself.

“Gross! You were watching us! That’s fucked up, man.”

Chuck shook his head.

“I didn’t watch…watch. I just overheard what was going through both of your heads. It wasn’t hard to miss. Anyway, long story short, you're going to be a mommy. Congratulations!”

________

You couldn’t help but think how if Gabriel would just have been honest with you then none of this would be happening. You needed the truth..about Rowena, Kali, the porn stars...everything. Gabriel knew everything about you and you knew so little about him. 

“A relationship built on dishonesty won’t go far.” 

Dean’s words came to mind immediately. You sighed. Here was another prime example of your father being right. Were you going to tell him this news? Hell no! 

You were stunned to see no sign of Gabriel outside of your bedroom door when you opened it. Was he already gone and doing his own thing?

When you walked into the kitchen with your sunglasses on Dean looked up with a smile. 

“Someone has their hangover goggles on.” 

You gave Dean a cold glare before looking around the room. The moment that your eyes landed on Gabriel, you were relieved. He sat across from Cas looking down at the table with devastated eyes. If the two of you had no previous relations, you would have wondered who pissed in his cheerios.   

Gabriel only looked up when Dean made the comment about hangover goggles. You were again thankful that he couldn’t see your eyes (or so you stupidly thought). Gabriel looked disappointed as you sunk into the chair beside Jack. 

The nephilim turned his attention to you. He spoke in a nice soothing voice that didn’t make your head pound. 

“Are you hunger over? Dean said that you would be.”

You winced as Dean slammed the refrigerator door. 

“Yeah, he was right. At least I got wasted in my room and didn’t wake up with some stranger that I didn’t know.”

You fought the urge to smile as Dean crossed his arms over his chest. 

“How much did you drink?”

“Dad, can we skip the Spanish Inquisition? I really don’t feel great and your voice echoes. Besides I’m an adult. If I was to get plastered it shouldn’t be a problem.”

Dean didn’t say anything but he really didn’t have to. He gave you that parental look of contempt that you knew so well. You got it anytime that you did something that wasn’t too great in his opinion (forget the fact that he drank like a fish a vast majority of the time).

“Fine. Good point. I’m going to fix some sausage, Anyone want some?”

“Dean.”

Gabriel’s voice was calm as you whimpered. The last thing that you wanted to think about was sausage!

“I got the good kind too. It doesn’t have those little hard things in it that gets stuck in your teeth.” 

That was all it took to get you out of the chair and making a brisk run to the bathroom. 

Gabriel turned his attention back to Dean. 

“For being her dad, you really are a shit.”

Dean put a hand on his chest mocking surprise. 

“Well forgive me for not wanting my child to become a functioning alcoholic like the rest of us. What do you care anyway? You aren’t her boyfriend anymore!” 

After that sentence left Dean’s mouth, he was slammed across the room. Gabriel was out of his seat and slowly approaching Dean with livid glowing eyes. 

“You might be her father, however, I have no problem tearing you limb from limb over a comment like that.” 

Jack, meanwhile, knew that this was the last thing that you needed to see when you came out of the bathroom. He stood and slowly put a hand on his uncle’s back. 

“Gabriel, stop. Y/n won’t be happy seeing this either. You should go check on her.” 

Gabriel’s eyes slowly returned to normal before he turned to face Jack. The kid was right. If he wanted to fix things between the two of you throwing Dean across the room was not the solution to his problems. 

“I really am convinced that Y/n was raised by a pack of wolves. You are more like her brother then her father.” 

Gabriel snapped in Dean’s direction before disappearing. 

Meanwhile, 

You stood in the bathroom, hovering over the sink. After being able to get up from the toilet, you weren’t sure if you would be able to move far. 

“You okay?”

You couldn’t even look up at Gabriel. His voice wasn’t cold or angry. He sounded just like your normal Gabe. 

“Yeah, I’m good.”

You said softly. Gabriel didn’t move from his place by the door. If you were in a fighting mood, he didn’t want to get punched. 

“I can make you feel better if you want.”

“I’m fine.”

You snapped. Gabriel rolled his eyes. Here was that “Winchester charm” that he loved so much! Nothing about it was charming! You could be the most stubborn human that he had ever had the pleasure of knowing. 

“We need to talk about what happened last night and not the part about you being drunk off of your ass.”

You opened your eyes to look at  Gabriel through the bathroom mirror. The last thing that you really wanted to see was his “holier than thou” expression glaring at you. Thankfully, he stood looking at you with an expression of worry. 

Good...the little shit should be worried! 

You thought smugly. 

“That isn’t nice.”

Gabriel muttered.

“Stop reading my mind without my permission.”

You hissed before turning to face the archangel. Gabriel held his hands up. 

“That is the only option I have at the moment, thank you. You won’t even talk to me.” 

Your mouth dropped. 

“Well, if this isn’t the pot calling the kettle black! You want me to talk to you but you won’t talk to me about anything! Sorry but that isn’t how it works, Gabriel.” 

“So you just want to throw away everything that we have because I didn’t want to talk about my less than glamorous days? I figured that you would just be happy that I wasn’t sleeping around now.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. 

“Well if that isn’t a comforting thought! Look, I am going hunting alone for a few weeks. When I get back I will let you know if you have a girlfriend or not.” 

Gabriel was clearly not “thrilled” with this! His golden eyes narrowed on your face and for a moment you were worried. 

“That isn’t fair! You want me to just sit here and wait for you to decide what you want? You want me to just sit here in this bunker and wonder if I have wasted the past year of my life.” 

You shrugged. 

“What is one year to you, anyway? You have had millions of years. You can consider it a little smudge on your record.”

Gabriel’s mouth dropped as he turned and walked from the room.

“Your unbelievable, kid.”

When it came time for you to leave, Gabriel was nowhere to be found. You waited for a moment to see if he popped out of nowhere to beg you to stay. He didn’t. 

You turned your attention back to Dean. It didn’t take being Dean Winchester’s daughter to know that he didn’t like this idea. He didn’t like the thought of you hunting alone. Dean knew that you could do it but he didn’t want you to. When you turned down his invitation of Jack tagging along, Dean knew that you “needed” some time. 

“I checked the oil in your car and you tire pressure. You should be good to go.” 

He said as you threw your bag in the back of your SUV. You closed the hatchback and turned to Dean. He was worried. This was exactly what happened when your own mother died years before. She went on a hunting trip alone and never came home. You could see that same worry in Dean’s eyes now. 

To the world, you were Dean’s “sister.” That relationship would stop the questions. Only a few people knew the truth of who you were. People would never believe that you were his daughter anyway.

“I’ll be fine, dad. I won’t be gone long.” 

Dean reached out and pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. 

“Just be careful. Don’t do anything stupid. If you get into any trouble, you know how to get a hold of Cas.” 

You nodded. 

“I know, dad.” 

As you started to get in your SUV, Dean reached out and grabbed your hand. 

“Whatever you decide, with Gabriel, I support you.” 

You faked a smile. That was the best that you could come up with at the moment without bursting into tears. You had half expected Gabriel to appear in the passenger seat and not take “get out” as an answer. When he didn’t even show up to tell you goodbye, you wondered if this was his way of saying, “You are right. We shouldn’t be together.” 

What you didn’t know, Gabriel was watching. He stood a few feet away keeping himself invisible. He was silently begging you not to go. 

The next two weeks were the longest of your life. You were having fun doing some jobs on your own but your heart wasn’t in it like normal. You spent a vast majority of your time drinking in cheap bars. That seemed to be the solution to your problems...just like Dean.

You hadn’t spoken to Gabriel the whole time that you were away. He didn’t reach out once, which surprised you. Did he actually think that you didn’t want to talk to him?  Maybe your “tough girl” front actually worked for once! The one time that you didn’t want your stellar attitude to not work it did. 

“Good job, Y/n.”

You muttered before downing a shot of whiskey that was in front of you. The bar itself was a little hole in the wall joint that many people didn’t visit. You were thankful for this. The fewer people that may try to talk to you the better off things were! 

“Y/n?”

You groaned hearing your name. Slowly turning, you froze seeing none other than Chuck in front of you. This was the last person that you ever expected to see in this shit hole. 

“Chuck Shurley. What brings you to this neck of the woods? Wherever the hell we are that is…”

Chuck grinned. 

“El Reno.”

You took another sip of your drink.

“Good ole Oklahoma! Great place to be!” 

Chuck raised an eyebrow before sliding onto the barstool beside you. He looked over the empty shot glasses in front of you. 

“Boy you have really drunk a lot.” 

You held up the drink in your hand and toasted him. 

“Stick around, pal. I am about to get plastered.” 

Chuck winced. 

“How about we go back to your hotel room and watch Twister or something”

You laughed. 

“You know that movie has always got me! How many Bill Paxtons does it take to want to slam your head against a wall? God, there are some poorly ass written characters in that movie! All we see is couples arguing. Its like the Lifetime of disaster films.”

Chuck smiled. 

“Yeah, I have to agree with you there too. So why are you here alone and drinking like a fish?”

You chuckled. 

“Just got a lot on my mind.” 

“Gabriel, perhaps?”

You almost spit your drink when Gabriel’s name left Chuck’s mouth. Sitting down your drink, you turned to face the man at your side. Chuck smiled. 

“How do you know about Gabriel?”

Chuck waited for your slight drunken stupor to go away.

“I know everything.” 

He replied with a smirk. You were silent for a moment as you contemplated what Chuck’s comment meant. 

“What number am I thinking about?”

“Y/n, that isn’t nice...32.”

You scooted your bar stool back slightly. 

“Lucky guess.”

Chuck sighed before snapping his fingers and left you totally sober. 

“Chuck, what are you?”

You asked. Chuck smiled. He knew it was time to clue you in on what exactly he was. It was evident that Dean and Cas hadn’t told you. Chuck snapped his fingers again. This time he let you see JUST who he was. Your mouth dropped. 

“Fuck...shit...crap…”

Chuck laughed. 

“That’s the reaction that most people have as well.” 

You sat quietly a few moments trying to take everything in that just happened. Chuck was God. He knew about Gabriel and yourself as a couple. Oh, hell that meant he knew exactly WHAT you had been doing with Gabriel! 

“Yeah, I know about that too. It would be great if you would stop thinking about what you have done with my son.” 

You looked up.

“Sorry but not sorry? Well, you don’t have to worry about it...we aren’t together right now anyhow.” 

Chuck ordered you a glass of water and held it out to you innocently. 

“Here have some water and count to ten. Everything with Gabriel will be just fine! That is actually why I am here…”

You held a hand up. 

“No offense Chuck but I don’t really want any help in my fucked up relationship with an archangel.” 

Chuck smiled. 

“It isn’t fucked up. This is exactly how I planned it!” 

You looked up with a disturbed expression. 

“How you planned it? Wait, you planned this? Why in the world would you want this for your son? Are you some kind of sick in the head bastard or something?”

Chuck giggled at that. 

“You sound just like your father. It's so amusing...almost like the cat blog that I run. Gabriel is the only archangel that I would have chosen this for. Michael is too bossy. The two of you would never get along. Raphael is well dead because of Castiel. Lucifer is Lucifer and I wouldn't wish that on anyone. That would leave Gabriel. He has the most capacity to care and love. My son is exactly how I want him to be...mostly...okay he can be when he wants to. Sometimes, he is a pain in the ass.”

“I guess I can agree with you there. Look, Chuck, God,...”

“Just Chuck.”

He replied with a bigger grin. You blinked a few times. 

“...Okay ...Chuck...I don’t want Gabriel to be with me just because it's some creative scheme that you came up with for your Supernatural books. I want him with me because he wants to be.” 

Chuck held a hand up again. 

“He is! He wants to be with you! He loves you...very deeply. Yeah, the two of you fight like cats and dogs but I know that you both love each other. That is why I want you to have a nephilim.” 

You dropped the glass of water that you were holding. 

“Excuse me? Did you just say what I thought you said?!? What kind of sick in the head Dr. Frankenstein monster are you?” 

Chuck sighed. 

“I’m not sick in the head. This is a good idea.”

You stood up off of your bar stool and quietly pointed your finger at Chuck not saying anything for a few moments. 

“1. I am not dying because you want to play grandpa! 2. Lucifer already beat you to the nephilim punch! Go play with Jack! He’s a lovely boy!” 

This was the biggest bunch of bullshit that you had heard in a long time! 

“You are making this harder than it should be, Y/n. Even Mary didn’t give us this much trouble.” 

“Chuck this isn’t the second fucking coming! I swear, Chuck, all that you do is screw with our family! Why don’t you go screw with the Joneses for a change...give the Winchesters a break. We’ve earned it!”

You motioned the bartender over for another shot of whiskey. Chuck eyed the drink in your hand. 

“I wouldn’t drink that.” 

“And why the hell not? I think I earned a drink for not trying to punch you.”

Chuck was too innocent and giddy for his own good. 

“You are already pregnant. Lucky for me that you and Gabriel have sex like bunnies.” 

That was the last thing that you expected! You were pregnant?! How did you not realize it! Better yet...what were you going to tell your own father? 

Chuck reached out and took your hand in his. 

“I want to address your concerns. You are not going to die because I planned this. Lucifer creating a nephilim was not part of the divine plan. I do find it regrettable that Kelly Kline had to die. She seemed like a lovely woman. I agree with you, I am sure that Jack is a lovely kid but he doesn’t have the fight family lineage. You being a Winchester just makes all of this easier!” 

You put your head down on the bar and tried to take everything in. This was more than your brain could handle at the moment. Looking back up, you frowned. 

“Chuck, I have been drinking an insane amount of booze over the past week…”

Chuck silenced you. 

“Lucky that the baby’s father is an archangel, huh? Gabriel’s grace kept the baby safe while you participated in less than ideal behavior.” 

“Hey, you are the one that just showed up, pal.”  

You looked down at your feet before laughing. 

“So I don’t get an archangel to tell me the great news like Mary did? Seems kind of like a rip-off.” 

Chuck put a hand over his face.

“I can go get Gabriel and have him tell you if you would like?” 

It was your turn to laugh hard at that! Gabriel was going to freak the fuck out! There would be no calm archangel coming to tell you anything. Gabriel would be straight up ready to burn the world down! 

“Chuck, you’re telling Gabriel and I am going to watch. You are also going to tell Sam and Dean. You better be ready to do some godly magic too.”

Chuck’s eager grin faded. Apparently, he was realizing that telling his hot-headed son and your family was going to be a rather “miserable” experience! 

“So you are agreeing to all of this?” 

You held your hands up in frustration.

“It seems like I don’t really have much of a choice! I’m already pregnant and I don’t think that there is no getting rid of the thing inside of me. I swear, Chuck if I die because of this I will be haunting your ass! I will follow you around and make the most obnoxious noises for the rest of eternity!” 

Chuck held out his hand. You slowly reached out as he grabbed yours and shook it eagerly. 

“You won’t die! You have my word. Now, I suppose we should get back to Kansas and tell Gabriel.” 

You laughed bitterly and pulled your coat on. 

“Better bring you a helmet.” 

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“It isn’t what you think, Gabriel. This is Chuck. He has some stuff to tell you all.” 

Dean groaned before standing up. This was the last thing that he wanted to deal with! Every time Chuck came around all hell would break loose.

Gabriel stood up and looked between Chuck and yourself. The jealousy was flashing in his eyes. If he got too angry too quickly it would be bad! The last thing that you wanted was for Gabriel to lose his temper then try to attack Chuck. That would NOT go well! 

You quickly walked across the room and wrapped your arms around Gabriel’s waist. The archangel was stunned! This was the last thing that he expected you to do! Gabriel was expecting to have to do some major romance to charm you over He stood motionless for a moment before holding you back. Gabriel had been in the mindset that he would never get to hold you again. 

Dean, meanwhile, watched the two of you before shrugging and turning back to Chuck. He had expected that you would take Gabriel back eventually but this was quicker than he expected too. The less that he had to look at the two of you all over each other was just fine with him.

“What can we do for you, Chuck?” 

Dean asked tiredly. Chuck smiled. 

“It's good to see you all! Before I get started, Gabriel do you recognize me at all?”

Gabriel looked up and rolled his eyes. 

“Some scrawny little guy that was about to get punched?” 

“Gabe!”

You hissed under your breath. Gabriel’s amber eyes had not deviated from Chuck’s smiling face. Chuck, meanwhile, was grinning like a fool. 

“Earth to Chuck!” 

Dean snapped. Chuck gave Dean an innocent smile before focusing his attention on his youngest son.

“It's good to see you! It's been a very long time.” 

Gabriel frowned. 

“No offense but I have no damn clue who you are. I drink a lot so that may explain that.”

Chuck’s cocky little grin turned into a concerned parental look of contempt. You looked between the two with a wince. 

“Gabriel, please stop talking.”

You muttered to your obviously ready to fight boyfriend. If he took like two seconds to read your mind, he would know that you had zero interest in Chuck. You sighed. It didn’t take you being Gabriel’s girlfriend for well over a year to realize that he was feeling threatened...and for no reason. 

Chuck’s sly grin returned as he said something in enochian. Gabriel became instantly tense in your arms but tightened his grasp on your body.

“Gabriel!”

You squeaked when his grasp became a little too tight for your liking. Chuck even began to look concerned. 

“Gabriel, I wouldn’t do that.” 

Gabriel relaxed before focusing everything that he had on Chuck. 

“Hi...dad.”

Gabriel finally managed to say in a cold sneering voice that made you shiver. Chuck either totally didn’t get his son’s coldness or chose to ignore it. 

“It's good to see you, son.” 

Gabriel scowled even harder. 

“I wish that I could say the same. So why are you here and not visiting Michael? I’m sure he is still holding out for your return.” 

Gabriel walked away from you and sat down on the couch. He put his feet on the coffee table and kept his watchful gaze on Chuck. 

Chuck was honestly stunned by Gabriel’s cold welcome.

“I thought that it would be best to visit you first. I am sure that Michael will be just fine. Michael and Raphael will be just fine for a bit longer.” 

Gabriel laughed bitterly at that. 

“Raphael won’t be doing much of anything.” 

“Why is that?”

Chuck questioned. Gabriel rolled his eyes. This was just a great example of how absent of a dad Chuck really was.

“I don’t know...instinct...intuition...the fact that he’s been dead for years now.” 

Chuck’s smile faded. 

“That’s too bad ...I could have used him too.” 

Gabriel gave his father a small shrug. 

“If you need something then I suggest you go and find Michael because I am not doing jack fucking shit for you.” 

Chuck laughed before turning his attention to you. Immediately that sick realization that this was how Chuck was going to tell Gabriel about you being pregnant. You had hoped that Chuck would tell Gabriel gently. That was all going up in flames now! 

“You already have.”

Gabriel frowned. 

“Excuse me? I haven’t seen you in over a million years. What the hell did I do for you recently?” 

Chuck grinned and motioned to you. 

“I think that it is time to tell all of you why I am here. I decided to change some of my rules. Like you can wear brown with black now...polka dots with stripes...Y/n is pregnant.” 

Christ….really? 

That was the best thing that you could think when Chuck said that. You had expected him to gently tell Gabriel and your family. Not use it as a follow up to wearing stripes with polka dots. 

After a moment, you dared to look up. Sam and Dean’s mouths hung open. Cas, who hadn’t moved from the table, was squeezing it so tightly that it cracked. You nervously turned to Gabriel. He was staring icily at his father. You hadn’t seen this expression on Gabriel’s face before. This was sheer fury! 

Maybe it was the foolish girl in you or something else but you hoped that Gabriel would at least smile when he was told this information. The sensible side in you, however, knew otherwise. Neither Gabriel nor yourself had even discussed having a child. The topic of a nephilim was a big no-no that hadn’t even been thought of. You both knew what happened to poor Kelly Kline. Neither of you wanted to repeat that. It didn’t matter how good of a kid Jack was. Another nephilim was just not going to happen. 

“What?” 

Gabriel snapped. He held a hand up silencing Chuck, who was about to repeat his previous statement. 

“Call me crazy but I thought I heard you say that Y/n was pregnant.”

“Oh, that is what he said. Gabriel, you ass, you said that you were stopping that from happening!”

Dean said coldly.

“Oh, I was.” 

Gabriel muttered as Chuck held his hand up.

“Don’t get mad at Gabriel. I just reversed what he did.” 

Dean was beginning to tremble.

  “Sam, go find the colt. I have some business to take care of.” 

Chuck snapped his fingers freezing Sam in place. He held his hands up with a cheeky smile. 

“It's too late. Come on guys, this isn’t a big deal!” 

“ISN’T A BIG DEAL!” 

Gabriel and Dean both yelled at the same time. Both gave each other a small shrug before turning to Chuck. 

“Look, I have this all under control. Nothing is going to happen to Y/n! She is going to be safe throughout the whole thing. You have my word. Besides, Gabriel can sit here and watch her every moment of the day. Between my good graces and Gabriel keeping an eye on her...Y/n will be happy as a clam.” 

You rolled your eyes. 

“I don’t know about that…”

Neither Chuck nor Gabriel seemed to pay attention to your comment. Chuck smiled again. 

“Well, I think that is all that I have for today. See you all soon! Bye!”

Chuck disappeared in an instant. Everyone in the room was left in uncomfortable silence. Dean was the first one to speak. 

“Gabriel, how do we get that thing out of her?”

Gabriel’s amber eyes rolled to Dean. Without even speaking a word, the two found something to agree on. This wasn’t about to happen...not to you! It could happen to some other person's family member..

“Oh, I am going to find a way.” 

You finally found your voice and decided to come into the conversation. 

“No, you are not! This isn’t your choice! This isn’t your decision!”

Dean put a hand over his face while Gabriel’s mouth dropped and pointed at the spot Chuck had been standing in. 

“Don’t tell me that you are on board with that nut job!” 

You crossed your arms over your chest. The last thing that you wanted to do was argue with Gabriel but this needed to be said. 

“I never said that I was on board with him. I was just as shocked as the two of you were but you heard Chuck. It's happening!” 

The lights in the room began to flicker as Gabriel’s rage began to build. 

“Are you bat shit crazy?! You know what happened to Kelly! Look at Jack! Do you want that for another child! Do you want that for me? What about me Y/n? I don’t get a choice in this?!” 

You pressed your lips together and took a deep breath.

“It's my body, Gabriel.”

Gabriel was beside himself! Stunned, furious, ready to burn the world down was a few of the feelings that were going through him at the moment. Did you hear what you were saying? Did Chuck hear what he was saying?! Gabriel didn’t know which thought to think at the moment. There was no way that his father, in a sane mind, would think that this was a good idea! Gabriel had sat through too many lectures on nephilim! He had seen his father order nephilim and the angel that sired the being be killed. Now here Chuck was all giddy over being a grandpa? No, that didn’t just happen! There was some ulterior motive that sent Gabriel’s worry into high gear! 

“Its my child too, Y/n. I don’t want this...there is something wrong with my father and it isn’t good...Sugar, he doesn’t just change his mind on a rule that has been around since the dawn of time…”

You held a hand up.

“I’ve made my mind up, Gabriel. You or anyone else here isn’t going to change it either.” 

Gabriel’s mouth fell open and he resembled the destroyed archangel that he was when tortured by Asmodeus. Cas quickly stepped into the conversation. 

“I think that we should stop this conversation for the moment. Emotions are too raw right now.” 

Gabriel laughed bitterly.

“My feelings aren’t going to be changing anytime soon.” 

“Go get some air.”

Cas replied. He chose not to argue further with Gabriel. It was going to be a lost cause and you didn’t need to hear it. The last thing that Cas really wanted was for Gabriel to say something he couldn’t take back. 

“Later.”

Gabriel muttered before disappearing. You looked at the place where he had been standing in for a moment before turning to Sam and Dean. Sam was still sitting at the table clearly trying to take all of this in. Dean’s eyes were on you. He had that worried parent expression on his face that drove you nuts. 

“Dad?”

Dean swallowed before looking up. He didn’t know what to say. The last thing that he wanted to do was follow Gabriel’s example but he did want to shake you. He wanted to shake you until you saw exactly what was going to happen. 

“Is this what you want?”

You nodded. Dean swallowed. 

“Great! Cas, we are going to lose her just like we did her mother.” 

Dean didn’t wait for you or Cas to reply before turning and walking out of the room. You were slightly surprised. Dean never mentioned your mother. She seemed to be a taboo subject that neither himself nor Cas talked about. The little that you knew about your mother came from Cas. Asking Dean about her would have been a step in the wrong direction. Dean preferred to pretend that she didn’t exist. You figured that the process had eased the pain of her death.

Cas put a hand on your shoulder. 

“I’ll talk to him.”

Cas followed in the direction that Dean stalked off in. This left Sam and yourself alone. Sam hadn’t moved from his place. You looked at your uncle carefully. His eyes were focused on the book in front of him. Sam took a breath before looking up. 

“Is this what you want? What you really want? This isn’t something to spite Gabriel and Dean with?” 

You shook your head. Call it your dark sense of humor in the making but you wished that this was some sick joke. Gabriel wouldn’t be pissed at you and Dean probably wouldn’t be in his bedroom downing booze. 

“No, it isn’t. I do want it, Sam. I guess this is where you are going to tell me that I am stupid and making the most awful decision ever.” 

Sam cleared his throat before standing up. 

“No, I’m not. We’ll figure it out, Y/n. We always do. I’ll talk to Gabriel when he gets back.” 

You nodded. Gabriel probably wasn’t going to be the slightest bit willing to speak to you at the moment. While you understood his worry, you wanted him to talk to you. When the two of you weren’t speaking it was always difficult. 

“Thanks, Sam. I’m going to go lay down. I think that I have had enough action for one day.”

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