My Mate, My Bond 4/7 (FIC)
Title: My Mate, My Bond 4/7
Rating: NC-17
Pairing and Characters: Dean/Cas, Sam/Gabriel, mentions of a couple other characters
Spoilers: Not really. AU
Warnings: Wing!sex, Marathon sex, mate claiming!sex(I don’t know what to call it), a little blood, maybe a little language
Word Count: ~5,100 (this chapter)
Summary: In this world, angels are known and low in numbers. In order to keep their numbers growing, they have begun taking humans as their partners. Once a year, families are chosen to give their first-borns up to be paired with the angels. They are bonded at a young age to avoid mixed feelings that come with adulthood. The Winchester family has been chosen and Dean is put in the mix. He is paired to Castiel, but will he accept the human?
This Chapter: Dean and Cas move in together and get the problems that come with it. Cas seems to be hiding something from Dean and Sam tells Dean something that will change their family forever. Dean and Cas go from ages 22 to 28. Sam and Gabe go from 18 to 24.
Previous
Dean missed Sam. He had been at Stanford for a month, the longest period of time that the brothers had been apart, and he didn’t like it. Being around Castiel helped. The two were spending every day together in some way. Most days Dean even spent the night at Castiel’s place.
By the time Halloween came around, Dean was seriously considering what Sam had said about moving in with Castiel. He knew his brother was right and he was just scared of change and losing his freedom, and he knew what he tended to do to the people he got close to. But, the move was inevitable right?
Sam was home for his Christmas break when Dean told him that he was moving in with Castiel. He smiled and sighed with a “finally.” They were all at home celebrating Christmas with their parents.
Gabriel patted him on the back, “About time, man.” He turned to Castiel. “Finally got him to cave, huh?” Castiel just smiled, knowing Gabriel wouldn’t wait for an answer. “Now the fun can really start.” He laughed at Dean’s confused look before heading to the kitchen for another helping of food.
Dean looked at Castiel. “What’d he mean by that?” Castiel shrugged before following Gabriel. Dean looked to Sam and saw a slightly worried look on his brother’s face. “What?”
“Nothing.” Sam’s expression neutralized. “I’m happy for you, Dean. This is a good thing.” He patted his shoulder and smiled again.
“If you say so.”
Dean didn’t see Sam much the next week. He was moving his stuff to Castiel’s house and cleaning up his apartment so it was ready for the next occupant. By the time Castiel’s 23rd birthday came around at the end of the month, Dean had settled in.
Not much seemed to change immediately. Dean and Castiel both worked full-time during the day and their nights were spent out at bars or doing their movie/game ritual. The only difference was the gas Dean saved by not driving back to his place to sleep and the money he saved from rent. He knew it couldn’t last peacefully.
As the weather warmed into Spring, Dean began the process of pushing Castiel away as he does with everyone that matters in his life. It started small, little fights that most people who live together have after a while. Stupid fights about the laundry and the dishes soon turned into loud arguments about anything when one of them was too tired to keep their mouths shut, and usually ended with one of them leaving for an hour or so. Of course, it wasn’t all bad. They still had good days and great nights, but Dean was getting the feeling that Castiel wasn’t telling him something.
By May they were fighting more than not. Dean thought he might lose it when he got a call from Sam telling him that he would be home for the summer in a couple days. “Man, you have no idea how happy I am to hear that. We need a good night out.”
Sam laughed. “Definitely. As soon as I get back, we can all go out somewhere.”
Dean’s heart sank. “By all you mean?”
“Gabriel, Castiel, and us.” Sam said it like it was obvious.
“Right,” Dean sighed, “I was hoping it could just be us. I haven’t seen you since Christmas.”
“I know, but I haven’t really seen Gabe much either. I thought you would want Cas to come.”
“Yeah, ‘cause I don’t see him enough already.”
Sam paused. “Everything okay, Dean?”
“Yeah, fine.” It didn’t sound true to his own ears. “I’ll see you in a few days then.” He hung up before Sam tried to pry a long talk out of him.
The day the four of them planned on going out for drinks, Dean and Castiel were fighting. Dean couldn’t remember why anymore, but he was annoyed about something and Castiel was making it worse. They left in the Impala, seething.
Sam and Gabriel could tell instantly that they were in for a long night when Dean and Castiel sat at the bar beside them. Dean downed his first drink quickly as Castiel did the same. Sam eventually got them all talking and a little more relaxed.
Gabriel left to talk to a couple angels he knew across the bar. Castiel followed after giving Dean a look that was pointedly ignored. As soon as Castiel was out of earshot, Sam leaned in towards Dean. “Dude, what is going on?”
“Nothing.”
“Right. Seriously, you and Cas never used to fight.”
“Yeah, well,” Dean finished off his beer, “that was before.”
“What’s going on?”
Dean shook his head. “Exactly what I thought would. I sometimes want some time away from Cas that isn’t work and I can’t have that anymore. I just…I don’t know.” He ordered another drink.
“Have you mentioned any of this to Cas at all?” Dean gave him a look with the answer. “You know, that little thing called communication could help you a lot right now?”
“Whatever.” Dean felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned and saw a hot blonde smiling at him. Dean would normally thank her for her interest before sending her on her way, but he caught Castiel’s eye across the room and felt an urge to piss the angel off further. “Hi, what’s your name?”
The girl was practically throwing herself at Dean and he was flirting right back. Sam had noticed the increasingly angry Castiel and quickly ran over to try and keep the angel from unleashing his fury on the girl while throwing his own disapproval at Dean.
Dean looked at Castiel again as he took a drink and leaned closer to the girl. The look he was getting almost made him stop but he looked away and the feeling faded. He had no real intention of doing anything with the blonde, he just wanted to make Castiel jealous.
Sam was trying to keep Castiel back, but when the angel wanted to move Gabriel pulled Sam away. There was no getting in the way of an angel and their mate.
Castiel had had enough as he advanced on Dean. He pushed the girl back with a flap of his wings and kissed Dean hard. It was angry and possessive as Castiel pushed Dean’s back into the bar painfully. Dean gave it right back with a growl and bites to the angel’s lips. Castiel was growling deep in his throat and he grabbed Dean’s shoulders tightly before flying them back to their house.
They landed in the living room and Dean felt the wall collide harshly with his back as Castiel pressed himself against Dean fully. Strong hands pulled Dean’s head back by his hair and Castiel growled against his lips, “What do you think you were doing?” Dean smirked, his reply cut off as Castiel banged his head against the wall just hard enough to make him wince. “Did you want me to kill that girl, Dean? Had you touched her with even a finger, I would have.”
“I wasn’t gonna touch her, Cas.” Dean grabbed Castiel’s shirt, wanting to push him back but not being able to.
“Damn right.” Castiel crushed his lips with another rough kiss. “Why are you doing this to me?” His voice cracked a little but his eyes were burning in fury. “Are you trying to make me mad, or do you not realize what you’re doing?”
“I wasn’t gonna touch her. I never would.”
“Then what were you doing!?”
“I don’t know!” Dean gave a shove and Castiel stepped back a little. “I was angry. I’m only human.”
“What can I do then? How can I help?” Castiel was still obviously angry, but he seemed to be calming down somewhat.
Dean rolled his eyes. He didn’t know what could help or if there was anything that needed helping. This all started when he moved in. Sometimes he wished he hadn’t. He felt so trapped in this house.
“You never wanted to move in?” His eyes narrowed and searched Dean’s as he stepped closer. “You feel trapped here?”
Anger flared inside Dean. “Don’t read my mind, Cas. I’ve told you, it’s not fair.”
“How are you trapped here, Dean?” He sounded more curious than angry now.
“Because, I want to be alone sometimes. Some nights, I want to just be on my own. Sure I can drive somewhere but eventually I have to come back to sleep and you’re here and don’t sleep so I can’t avoid you.”
“Avoid me?” Castiel retreated a little and curled his wings in. “Did you really ever want to move in, or were you just doing it to appease your family’s expectations?”
Dean did like being here most of the time, he wished he could tell Castiel what he wanted to hear. There were days when he wondered why he did move in. As soon as he thought it, he tried to take it back. Castiel’s eyes widened. “Dammit, you can’t judge me for a passing thought.”
Castiel shook his head. “You want some time alone, Dean? I can give you that.” His voice was calm and it scared Dean, “Please, try to figure out what you really want.”
A rush of wind brushed over his face as Castiel flew off. Dean slumped against the wall and ran a hand over his face. His phone rang a couple minutes later as Sam called him. He reassured his brother that he was fine and told him what had happened. He was sure that Castiel could come back in a few hours, he always did.
Castiel didn’t show by the next morning and when Dean tried to call him he found the ringing phone on the kitchen table. He sighed and let it go for now. He would come back.
The following day, still no Castiel, Dean could feel the dull pain in his shoulder from the separation. He called Castiel’s workplace and he had shown up for work like normal. So, he was just avoiding Dean, lovely.
On the third day of no Castiel, Dean called Sam. He hadn’t seen him at all. “Okay, could you ask Gabe to look for him for me? I’m gonna drive around, but extra eyes always helps.”
“Of course. What happened?”
“Don’t ask. I’ll find him.” He was about to hang up when Sam started talking again.
“Dean, I have a question that might seem weird.”
When Sam didn’t continue, Dean sighed. “What?”
“Have you and Cas, uh,” he sounded hesitant, “have you two done your bonding thing yet?”
“What bonding thing? We were bonded a long time ago, remember?”
Sam sighed. “No, not that.” He sounded like he was running a hand over his face. “You would know what I meant if you had done it.” He huffed out a laugh. “How has Cas lasted so long?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Find Cas and he can tell you.”
“Sam…” The line went dead. Dean would ask about whatever Sam was talking about later. He grabbed his keys and headed out in the Impala to search the city for Castiel.
He drove around for a good hour and turned up nothing. When he was about to call it a night, he was struck with a thought. He knew a place Castiel could be, if he were still in the city, that he hadn’t been yet.
Dean closed the car door and played with the necklace he still wore everyday. This was his last hope before he went home to wait for his angel. He sighed in relief when he saw said angel perched on the top of the jungle gym at the city park. It was the same place they had sat for hours on Dean’s birthday seven years ago.
He climbed up the cool bars and sat beside Castiel silently. His pain faded and his insides relaxed with relief at being able to physically see that Castiel was okay. They sat quietly for a few minutes.
Dean held Castiel’s phone out to him. “You left this in the kitchen.”
“Yes, I did.” Castiel took it and put it in his pocket. “I did it intentionally.”
Dean nodded. “I figured.” He picked at a seam in his jeans. “So, are you gonna stay here or…?”
“Maybe for a little.”
He nodded again. “Okay.” He looked up at Castiel. “Hey Cas, how long have you been sitting here?”
“A few hours.”
Dean huffed out a laugh. “I bet the kids loved that.”
“They learned to move around me. I don’t move.”
Dean laughed at the image of kids climbing Castiel like he was part of the jungle gym. “They learned…you’ve only been here today, right?”
“No.” Castiel shook his head. “I come here after work. I like this spot.”
“You just sit here all night?”
“Most of the night, yes.”
Dean mentally slapped himself. “So, if I had come here looking for you on the first night, I would have found you?”
Castiel nodded, facing forward with an unreadable expression. “I suppose so.” He glanced at Dean. “But I knew you wouldn’t.” Dean looked hurt. “You thought I would come back the first night.”
Dean had to admit that was true. He figured that they would both stew for a few hours before Castiel came back and they moved on like nothing happened. “Cas,” he took the angel’s hand, “you know that I…with the girl…I would never.”
“I know.”
“For some reason I just wanted to make you jealous and angry.” He shook his head. “It was stupid.”
“I could have killed her, Dean.”
“Yeah.”
“Luckily my anger was directed at you and not her.”
Dean put his hands up. “Believe me, it won’t happen again.”
Castiel nodded and looked back over the park. They sat together silently for a few minutes. There was something nagging Dean now that he had a chance to stop worrying about Castiel.
“Hey, I wanted to ask you something.” Castiel turned to face him. “It’s something Sam mentioned to me,” he took a deep breath, “about some kind of bonding thing. I didn’t know what he meant and he said I would know if we had done it.” Castiel’s eyes shifted away and he looked down. “Do you know what he was talking about?”
Castiel bit his lip and furrowed his eyebrows. “Yes.” He closed his eyes.
“What then? What haven’t you told me?”
“It’s another part of the bonding process, like a ritual of sorts.” He turned apologetic eyes to Dean. “One that is usually done when both reach maturity.”
“You mean what almost happened when I turned 18?”
Castiel nodded. “I didn’t tell you because I wanted you to choose and agree.”
Dean’s heart warmed a little. Castiel was always so concerned about not stepping over any kind of consent line, whether he needed to or not. “Cas, Sam seemed surprised that we hadn’t done this yet. He said ‘how has Cas lasted so long.’”
“The need to bond is much stronger for angels. I always feel it.” He let out a shaky breath. “When we were bonded, we bonded our minds and souls through the words and marks.” He touched the amulet around his neck. “At maturity, the desire to bond fully grows.”
“What do you mean: fully?”
“To bond not only our minds and souls, but our bodies.” His eyes locked with Dean’s. “For angels it’s the call to mate and reproduce. It doesn’t go away.”
Dean swallowed. “Oh, so you’re saying we would have sex?” He didn’t understand why this was such a big deal. If Castiel wanted or needed sex, Dean wouldn’t refuse.
“It’s more than that, Dean. Much more.”
“Cas, come on.” Dean smiled and moved in closer to the angel. “What made you think I would refuse to have sex with you?” His lips pressed against Castiel’s neck lightly. The angel shuddered.
“Dean,” he pushed Dean back with a strong hand, “don’t.”
“What?” Dean nuzzled Castiel’s ear. “Come on, Cas.”
Castiel’s eyes closed and a low growl escaped him. In a flash, he had flipped around and pinned Dean to the playground equipment. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“Then tell me.” Dean wanted everything to be out and to finally tell Castiel that it was okay.
“This will not be pleasant for you, Dean. This bonding will take a while. I won’t stop. I may not be able to control my strength. I could easily hurt or kill you.”
Dean felt a little apprehension now, but he had faith in Castiel. “You wouldn’t hurt me.”
“I wouldn’t want to, but I will.” He pressed down against Dean, eyes growing dark with lust. “Dean,” he pressed his lips to Dean’s, “It will go on for hours. By the end, you’ll be begging me to stop.”
He gave a nervous smile. “Its okay, Cas.” Dean lifted his head up and met Castiel in a hard kiss. “If you need to, just do it. Claim me.” He felt the angel shudder slightly at the words. He put his lips beside Castiel’s ear. “Take me. I’m yours.”
Castiel’s forehead met Dean’s as he let out a deep growl. He kissed Dean forcefully and pushed Dean’s legs open with his knees before pushing down against him. His grip tightened to the point of bruising on Dean’s wrists and his hips pushed against Dean in quick motions.
“Cas,” Dean groaned as the angel kissed his neck, “maybe we should go home before we start this?” He laughed with the thought of the terrorized kids and parents who might come to the park in the morning and find them.
Castiel seemed annoyed at the need to move, but with a thought they landed on their bed. He continued his pillage of Dean’s mouth, pressing Dean’s head into the soft pillow under him. Dean started pushing at Castiel’s clothes. Castiel pinned Dean’s wrists again, baring his teeth.
Dean’s insides flipped as Castiel used more strength against him than he ever had before. He raised his legs up to wrap around Castiel. The angel reacted by extending his wings and thrusting into Dean’s jeans.
“Dean,” Castiel pushed up on his hands to look at Dean, “this will be the last chance for you to stop this.”
Dean tightened his legs around Castiel and closed a fist around the amulet hanging between them. “Don’t,” he pulled on the cord between his fingers, “stop.”
Castiel’s pupils dilated and his wings arched high above them. He let Dean pull him down by his amulet for a kiss. When their lips parted, Castiel began the bonding ritual by saying a few lines of Enochian.
Dean didn’t know what Castiel was saying, but he heard his name and he loved the way Castiel’s voice deepened while speaking. The angel’s eyes were closed and he was stone-still above him. Dean kept his hold on the amulet and waited.
When Castiel’s eyes opened, his entire demeanor changed. His eyes were black, irises glowing in a thin line, his lip twitched in arousal, and his wings became more defined and solid above them. He kissed Dean aggressively, biting and licking as he pressed fully into his mate.
Dean moaned into the kiss and ran his hands up the angel’s chest to his hair. Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean, lifting his back off the mattress, and moved to sink his teeth into Dean’s neck. A hiss of pain escaped Dean as Castiel broke the skin, but he held on to his angel.
Castiel lifted Dean up until he was sitting on the bed with Dean in his lap. His wings circled them, blocking out everything around them. In an instant, their clothes were gone and both men moaned with the feeling of skin on skin. Castiel’s fingers dug into Dean’s ass and pulled him down to grind against Castiel’s hard dick.
Dean’s hands grabbed some of Castiel’s hair as he moved his hips. When Castiel was satisfied with Dean’s movements, he clawed into Dean’s back and kissed him with a sharp bite. Dean could taste the blood in his mouth as he kissed back, holding Castiel tight.
They broke apart and Dean gasped for air, blood running slowly down his chin from his cut lip. Castiel used his thumb to rub the blood from Dean’s chin and kissed the injury. Dean sucked his top lip between his teeth and returned the bite.
The angel’s wings flapped quickly and Castiel growled. He pushed forward and Dean’s back landed on the mattress with a bounce. The mutual ferocity Dean was giving him seemed to make Castiel all the more aggressive. He pinned Dean’s wrists up by his head and rubbed his erection against Dean’s.
Dean moaned and arched up into Castiel. He really liked this side of Castiel. He closed his eyes when Castiel wrapped a hand around his straining dick and moved in quick strokes. Castiel wasn’t wasting any time. With a few fast moves and a brush of a wing against his mark, Dean came with a cry of Castiel’s name.
Castiel stroked Dean through his release before rubbing his come over his stomach and leaning down to kiss Dean. He didn’t give the human much time before he inserted a wing tip into him and worked him open.
Dean pulled against the angel hold over his wrists as the wing moved inside him. He leaned his head up and kissed Castiel. His tongue found its way in and he licked over Castiel’s teeth, getting a light nip from the angel. He bit back, thinking about what he would do if he had use of his hands: how he wanted to pull Castiel’s hair until he forcibly made him stop, how he’d run his hands through the angel’s wings, pull on them to see how sensitive they were. Apparently, Castiel heard these thoughts.
A strong hand closed around his throat and shoved Dean back into the pillow, cutting off most of his air. The wing inside him sped up, striking his prostate repeatedly. Castiel’s hot breath swept over Dean’s lips as he gasped for air.
Dean was getting lightheaded, pulse pounding in his ears and God help him he was getting hard again. He never thought he would like being choked out, but… Castiel would ease up when he got too close to passing out and he would get enough air for every extremity to tingle and have a heightened sensitivity. Dean nearly lost it when Castiel removed his wing and pushed his slick cock into an open and ready Dean.
It was the first time they had done this and Dean didn’t understand why now that the angel was fully inside and thrusting in with a punishing pace. His wrists were still immovable and Castiel’s hand remained on his neck, leaving a dark bruise he was sure. Dean felt completely helpless and at Castiel’s mercy.
The sounds of the mattress creaking and the slapping of skin mixed with both men’s grunts and moans. Dean didn’t think it was possible but he felt a second orgasm coming. He bit his cut lip and closed his eyes. The grip on his neck tightened and the lights flickered.
Castiel picked up the pace, wings flaring out behind him. His eyes glowed with a blue light and with a crashing of the lights in the house he came with feral cry. Dean came from the sight of Castiel losing it like that. The angel stilled as he filled Dean.
Dean let his head fall back and Castiel slipped his hand off of his neck. His head was pounding and his body was beginning to protest as Castiel pushed into him a few more times. Castiel’s hands lifted his hips up as he thrusted into him again. All he could do was keep his legs locked around Castiel’s back and hold on as the angel chased his next release.
Dean didn’t know how long this had been going, but it was a lot darker outside the window than it had been when they were in the park. A couple of hours had to have passed. He was currently on his stomach with Castiel fucking him for what Dean can’t remember how many of times.
His body was aching and burning with every move. Tears were in his eyes as Castiel continued to pound into him. He wasn’t restrained by the angel anymore as his body was too weak to do much at all.
Castiel pulled out of him and turned him over. Dean could see the sympathy in his eyes. He knew that Castiel didn’t want to hurt him, but he had already cut Dean open on his back and sides from his nails and bitten through his chest in a painful orgasm. He had healed the major injuries almost immediately, but the drive in the angel made him quickly return to his main concern.
The angel wrapped his arms around Dean, wings lifting his legs, and was fully inside him again. Dean grimaced but kept repeating a chant of Cas, Cas, it’s okay, please. He knew Castiel would hear it and he always got a gentle kiss when he thought it.
Dean swears he must have passed out at some point because the sky was beginning to lighten in dawn when Castiel whispered into his ear. “Hold on, Dean. It’s almost over. I’m so sorry.”
His voice and throat was pained from the moaning and screaming he had been doing but he could still manage a cracked, “Don’t apologize. It’s okay.”
The last time was a lot more gentle. He figured that the drive was winding down and his Castiel was coming back. He was still moving quickly but he had stopped biting and clawing while he did. His head was hovering above Dean’s, the amulet swinging near Dean’s chin.
As Castiel grabbed his mark, Dean had a thought. He had made Castiel react a lot by tugging the necklace before, maybe he could speed this up. His arms were beyond spent to try to give any kind of good pull. With a lot of focus, Dean was able to get his tongue out enough to gather the amulet to his lips.
The moment Dean’s tongue touched the necklace Castiel tensed and moaned quietly. Dean took the amulet into his mouth and closed his teeth behind it. Dean pulled his head back, pulling on the cord. Castiel’s thrusts quickened and he pressed his lips to Dean’s hair, sighing his name.
Dean’s tongue circled the amulet and he continued tugging on the cord until Castiel arched up, wings flapping, and body seeming to vibrate. “Close your eyes, Dean.” Before Dean could process the words, Castiel clapped a hand over his eyes.
White light burned his eyes even while they were shut tight. Castiel’s voice roared with inhuman intensity. He could hear glass shattering from what he assumed was every window in the house.
The light faded and Castiel relaxed against him. Dean released the amulet and kept his eyes closed. He was too tired to do anything other than sleep. Castiel slipped out and off of him. He vaguely felt his pajamas against his skin and Castiel’s whispered apologies before sleep took him.
Dean never thought so many muscles could hurt at once. He woke up and tried to sit before falling back with a loud groan of pain. Everything was sore and he had bruises everywhere. He felt like he had been mugged by a gang.
Castiel appeared in the room quickly with water and some food. He sat beside the bed and set the offerings on the desk next to the bed. “How are you?”
Dean groaned again and covered his eyes. “I feel like I got hit by a truck.” He licked his lips. He could still feel the cut on his bottom lip. Castiel had left most of the minor marks on him, apparently. “What time is it?”
“3:30.” Judging by the light, he assumed that meant afternoon. “And it’s Wednesday.”
“What?” Dean tried to sit up and was reminded of his pain again. “But, it was Monday.”
Castiel nodded. “Yes. You needed your rest.”
“But, work…”
“I called your father. You’re off until you feel able.”
“Oh God, you didn’t tell him why did you?” His dad accepted their relationship but he didn’t think he could handle hearing about his son and an angel having a sex marathon.
“I said it was related to our bonding requirements. He didn’t ask for an explanation.”
“Good.” He rested back into the pillow. “Hey,” he looked up, “just curious. Is it going to be like that every time we have sex now?” He didn’t think he could handle that.
“No. That will never happen again.”
Dean nodded in thanks. His stomach rumbled in hunger. He looked at the food Castiel had brought in, but he didn’t think he could get it if he tried. “I think I’m gonna sleep a little more.” He saw Castiel nod before he closed his eyes and slipped off into sleep soon after.
A few days later, Dean returned to work and he and Castiel seemed a little closer. They still fought over stupid things, but what couple doesn’t? He decided to take Sam’s advice and maybe talk to Castiel more when something bothered him. It worked about half the time. The other times either ended in rough, angry sex or with one of them leaving for a few hours or a day.
This was their life for the next few years. The next few birthdays for them were eventful with Castiel taking them to far off countries or flying them into sold out concerts.
The whole family flew out to California a week after Sam’s 22nd birthday to watch him graduate from Stanford. Dean and Gabriel once again did a great job of shouting loud enough to turn Sam a bright red color.
Sam spent the night out with Dean and their parents while the angels left to give them a night together. Sam let them know that he was still moving back to Lawrence. He already had a job lined up when he got home. Dean was happy to have his brother coming home.
Castiel and Dean still did their movie/game nights, Dean still had some movies and shows that Castiel hadn’t seen yet, but now Dean and Sam also had a night that they spent out together. If they both agreed, they would bring the angels along.
Two years of this passed and Dean had finally gotten used to the routine when he got a call from Sam that flipped everything upside down.
“Dean, Gabe and I are having a baby.”
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