The Coat Chapter 4
The Coat
Characters: Dean W., Sam W. Bobby Singer, Castiel, Gabriel, OC's
Warnings: mentions of Character death, Angst, grieving, Mpreg
Chapter 4: Castiel's Surprise
AN: sorry it took so long to write this. I had finals to do and my dad's internet connection was wonky. Dean finally sees Cas in this one. And in the nick of time
Dean Winchester: Chicago airport
Dean officially hates is brother right now. Not only did he have to ride on a stupid plane, oh no, his own baby brother had to drug him too. He would kill him but right now all he can think of is getting through security and to his beloved car. Dean hates this and he is not the only one. Bobby is behind him and is cursing a blue streak in Latin. Dean and Sam are both laughing at that. Dean finally sees their duffle bags and grabs them.
"Come on, Sammy," Dean shouts as Sam trots up to Bobby and drags the aging hunter away from the very ticked off businessman. "Cas can't wait for us!" Dean grabs a cart and takes off towards the exit. Dean can hear Sam and Bobby trailing behind him when he opens the doors to the exit and is greeted by the most beautiful sight: the Impala sitting in a parking space, just waiting for them.
"Oh, baby," he breathes to himself as he walks over to the car and feels the sleek curves, "never again!"
Sam and Bobby come up to him and allow him a moment before Sam rolls his eyes and slaps his hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean looks up at his brother (much to his chagrin, wondering how his brother got to be taller than him) and glares.
"Come on, Dean," Sam says as he opens the passenger side door with a squeak and looks over the top of the car, "you said so yourself, Cas can't wait." With that he folds his 6'4" frame into the front seat. Bobby grumbles under his breath and 'idjits' before climbing in the back seat.
Dean climbs in and glares at his smiling brother as he turns on the car. "Bitch," Dean Shoots over to his brother in affection; Sam smiles even broader as a "jerk" shoots right back at Dean.
Dean is about to pull the car out of park as he looks back in the rear-view and sees Gabriel staring back at him; when he knows the Trickster/Archangel was not there two seconds ago. Dean jumps and grips the steering wheel tighter.
"Gabe, I hated when Cas did that, what make you think that I want you doing it?" Dean snaps at the Archangel. Gabriel looks at them very stone faced before the expression is replaced restrained fear. Dean instantly pales when he sees it. "What happened," Dean says.
"Drive, Dean," Gabriel says. "Castiel just went into labor." Dean's eyes widen before he whips the Impala out of park and peals out of the airport lot; tires smoking and squealing the whole way. Sam grips the edge of his seat and braces his other arm against the ceiling of the car. Bobby clings to the seatbelt that has him strapped in. Gabriel on the other hand is sitting ramrod straight in the back seat.
"Uh… Dean?" Sam says as Dean makes a particularly sharp turn. "Could you may be slow down a little?" Sam nervously chuckled. Dean answered by putting the accelerator to the floor and the engine revving up to a level not put on it in years. "I'll take that as a no," Sam said. "Dean…" Sam saw a light turn yellow, "yellow means slow down." Sam could not keep the fear out of his voice. The light turned red just as Dean blasted through the intersection. Sam sank down into the seat when he saw the look of determination on his brother's face. 'Great, my brother has gone insane,' Sam thought to himself. 'Could this day get any worse?' And as if on cue a siren started up behind them. Sam groaned in sync with Bobby when the realized that a cop was on their tail.
"Turn here, Dean," Gabriel said suddenly, and Dean made a very sharp turn, forcing the tires to squeal and smoke as he fish-tailed it around the corner.
Dean's face softened when he saw the hospital entrance sign half a block away. Dean revved the engine again and sped towards the hospital; not slowing down until he was turning into the parking lot.
Castiel lurched forward clutching is belly, the sound that came out of his throat was caught somewhere between a scream and a groan. Barbra smoothed the wild black locks out of his eyes when he was pushed back to lying down. Castiel had never felt this kind of pain before and it was killing him. He suddenly had a newfound respect for the female gender.
"Just breathe through it, Castiel," Barbra soothed. Castiel's breathing evened out as the contraction passed. Castiel may have been glad that James had passed on, but right know he was not very happy that his Father had decided to model his vessel after his former one.
(You see, James Novak was born a hermaphrodite but he had his ovaries removed. But the reason that he was a hermaphrodite was very simple: In the old world, Europe, there was a very rare genetic mutation that, if both the mother carried it in her X chromosome and the father carried it on the Y chromosome, it caused a condition; that was later dubbed Hermaphrodite Syndrome by a British genetic biologist. Because it was so rare in Europe, it was practically nonexistent in the Americas; making Jimmy a very rare and special case. So when God remade Castiel's vessel after the old one he made it the way it was the day James was born, but as Castiel's body, not just his vessel; meaning that all the genetic information was the biological form of what Castiel's Grace would be if he were human.)
"I hate this," Castiel groaned as he felt another contraction building. "I want Dean!" Just that moment the doctor came in.
"Hello, Castiel. How are you feeling?" the Doctor said cheerfully. Castiel sent him a withering glare. "That bad huh? Well then, let's see how far you are along." Castiel may have liked Joshua for calling Dean, but he was beginning to hate him now. "Castiel, I need you to put your legs up for me and spread the wide, so I can see how dilated you are." Castiel looked at him stone faced for a second before his face morphed into mortified. Joshua chuckled, as Castiel's face whitened. "Castiel, you had to have let someone see down there in order for you to be pregnant." Castiel's face turned cherry red with embarrassment, but he complied so that he knew how far along the labor was. Joshua smiled as he lifted the blanket from around Castiel's legs and looked down. Castiel chewed on his lip then gritted his teeth as a contraction built up within him. Castiel gripped the bed sheets as it climbed to new heights, and soon Castiel let out a strangled scream when the doctor examined this opening.
"I'm sorry, Castiel, but you just dilated from seven centimeters to eight;" James smiled, "that is very good."
"How much longer, then?" Castiel asked when the contraction passed.
"Not long, Castiel maybe an hour or two," Joshua answered.
"Why is it so fast? Isn't it supposed to last hours more that…? THIS!" Castiel ground out around a building contraction.
"Sometimes it can be quicker than most. It really just depends. Castiel breathe," Joshua said as Castiel began to turn purple from oxygen deprivation. Castiel gasped in deep breaths like a drowning man.
"Dean!" Castiel screamed as a new peak made him writhe in pain.
Dean Shot out of the car the minute it was parked and he killed the engine. Unfortunately the cop was not far behind. Dean ran into the hospital just as the police car stopped.
"Hey!" the policeman shouted after Dean. Sam and Bobby rushed up to him just as he came out of his car.
"Officer, sir, I wouldn't stop him," Sam said.
"Why not?" the young policeman said as he looked up at Sam then over to Bobby and Gabriel, who stood over by the car.
"That's my brother and he just found out he is going to be a father. Now my brother hasn't seen Cas in almost four months, and Dean might just kill you if you tried to stop him." The policeman just looked back at them like he didn't care. Suddenly Gabriel was right in front of him and two fingers were on his forehead, and he was in a dead faint. Sam looked at the Archangel and Gabriel shrugged.
"What? He was just going to arrest Dean, and Cas would hate me for that," Gabriel smirked as he stuffed a sucker in his mouth. Sam and Bobby shook their heads and headed off to find Dean and Castiel.
Dean ran to the information desk and got the nurse's attention.
"Miss, hi," Dean said as she turned towards him and smiled.
"How can I help you, sir?" she asked sweetly.
"Yeah, I need to know where a patient is; his name is Castiel," Dean said as he drummed his fingers on the desk. The nurse took a cart with names but shook her head. Dean thought franticly for a moment before a thought came to him. "He was a Jon Doe and he is Pregnant." The nurse looked again and smiled.
"Here he is," she said, "Jon Doe admitted four months ago, hermaphrodite male currently term pregnant, he was moved into the labor and delivery ward a few hours ago. Room no. 7." Dean sighed and thanked her before turning and shouting to Sam, Bobby and Gabriel.
"Room 7 maternity, labor and delivery, guys," Dean shouted as he headed for the elevator. Dean made it to the doors just as they opened, went inside and pushed the button for maternity just as the others got in. "This is it. I'm gonna be a dad." Dean smiled, but looked very nervous. Sam and Bobby smiled and Gabriel swallowed hard to get the lump of fear out of his throat. The doors opened and they were met by a wonderful sight. A doctor and a nurse pulling a bed into the elevator and on that bed was none other than Castiel. Dean just about fainted when the pulled Castiel in, but saw that his eyes were screwed shut from pain. His face was marred with agony that Dean could never imagine, and his hands were fisted in the sheets. Dean gently touched Castiel's hand before the hand grabbed his own and clung to it for dear life.
"Cas?" Dean said softly, as the doors closed and they began moving. "Why is he in so much pain?" Dean asked the doctor. Said doctor looked up at him with a very questioning gaze.
"Who are you," he demanded. Dean smiled and huffed out a shaky breath.
"I'm Dean Winchester, this is my Cas," Dean stated as Castiel's grip lessened and his breathing evened out. "Now, why is he in so much pain?" Dean demanded back. The doctor touched Castiel's shoulder, and whispered in his ear. Castiel's eyes slowly opened and the first thing he saw as his blurry gaze cleared were two moss green eyes and a very worried face.
"Dean," Castiel sobbed and griped this hand again, "you're here. You came!" crystalline tears ran down Castiel's face as it screwed up in pain again. "Dean, it's time." Dean's face went from worried to freak-out faster than a jiffy. Castiel hunched forward and gripped his swollen middle in pain as a scream was torn from his throat.
"Baby time? Now!" Dean half shrieked. Castiel nodded rapidly as the contraction continued to build to a new height. Suddenly Castiel stopped screaming and his face went pale. "Cas, what's wrong?"
"Castiel, what is it?" the doctor asked. Castiel swallowed as the elevator doors opened again on a new floor.
"I think, my water just broke," Castiel breathed and looked up fearfully at Dean.
"Okay then, let's get you to delivery," Barbra said as the wheeled him toward a set of double doors. As the doors opened Dean and company found themselves in a theater operating room with a few dozen intern doctors behind the glass. Dean looked around and found several other doctors in the room itself. Castiel started groaning as they moved him to a new bed. "Castiel, we need you to stand up and get onto the bed here, can you do that for us?" Castiel looked up at Dean with a wounded look, and Dean gripped his hand tighter; planted a kiss on the knuckles.
"It's okay, Cas," Dean said, "I'm here." Castiel nodded as the nurse and doctor helped him stand. Castiel gasped and grabbed his belly.
"Something just moved," he gasped. Dean and Gabriel helped Castiel onto the bed, and situated his legs in the stirrups. Castiel clings to Dean's hand as he breathed through a very strong contraction.
"Okay, Castiel, it looks like you are ready to start pushing," the doctor says as he looks up from in between Castiel's splayed legs. "You are fully dilated, and… I think I can see the baby's head."
"Well, I never thought that I'd see you spread eagle like this, Cassie," said a very British and familiar voice. Dean whorled and saw Balthazar sanding in scrubs with a very obnoxious smirk on his face. Castiel looked over at his brother and his head fell back on the pillow; a groan of exasperation spilling out of his mouth. "Oh don't be like that, baby bro. After all I could kill you but I am going to let you live so that you can give birth."
Dean rolls his eyes and glares at the obnoxious angel in scrubs. Gabriel sends his own withering glare toward the angel. "Balthazar," Gabriel says, "Shut up." Giving him his most wrathful glare, Gabriel makes the seraph squirm. Dean turns back to Castiel as he takes in a deep breath and screams.
"Deeeeeeeeaaan!" Castiel wails and he bears down and pushes. Dean has his full attention.
"Come on, Cas," Dean coaches, "that's it, Cas. PUSH!" Castiel doesn't hesitate and bears down. Castiel's once wild spiked black locks are now drenched in sweat and are limp on his head. Dean brushes it off his forehead, as Castiel stops pushing to breathe and look up at Dean and Gabriel. Gabriel comes to Castiel's left as Dean takes his right. Sam is standing just to the left of the doctor and nurse; recording the baby's birth with his camcorder. Bobby stood off to the side watching with a water smile on his face as Castiel began giving birth to Dean's first born child.
"Good job, Castiel," the doctor said, as he rubbed the inside of Castiel quivering thigh. "I can see the baby's head. it's crowning, Castiel. It has dark hair." Dean was crying with Castiel as this lover began pushing with another contraction. Balthazar peaked around the blankets that covered Castiel's modesty, and turned green. Sam laughed as Balthazar went to s stand beside Bobby, rather than watch.
"Come on, Cas," Dean encouraged, "You are doing great." Castiel ignored him in favor of the terrible burning sensation between his thighs. Castiel just wanted it to end, and all he could think of doing was to push until the pain was gone. Then the burning left but he could still feel that there was something there.
"Head's out, Castiel," Joshua said smiling. "Do you want to feel it?" Castiel slowly nodded as the doctor helped guide this hand to the baby's head. The moment Castiel felt the dome of the baby's skull he found new strength to continue. "Okay, Castiel, this next one it really important; we have to get both shoulders all the way out." Castiel nodded and pushed with all his might on the next contraction. Everyone in the room waited with baited breath as Castiel pushed, and suddenly he gasped and the child tumbled out in a gush of fluids and into the hands of the patient doctor. A second later a shrill cry breached the silence; announcing the birth of Castiel and Dean's first born child. The doctor held the child up for Dean and Castiel to see.
"It's a boy!" he announced. Castiel and Dean began crying when they as the baby boy for the first time. The doctor handed the baby over to the nurse as a very hard contraction reminded Castiel that there was still another child to be born. Castiel bore down and pushed; a half scream coming out of his mouth.
"Cas, what's wrong?" Dean asked, as Castiel began pushing again.
"he is having twins!" Sam announced from beside the doctor. Dean went white and Gabriel began grinning like an idiot. Dean sputtered and gaped like a fish out of water.
"Tw…Twins!" Dean shrieked. Castiel didn't answer but the scream of a newborn did it for him.
"Another Boy!" Joshua announced. Castiel breathed and looked up at Dean with a brilliant smile as the doctor looked at his newborn sons before letting out a agonized scream.
"Cas, what's wrong?" Dean asked. Castiel didn't answer.
"Castiel," Joshua said, and Castiel looked up at him, "what do you feel?"
"I need… I need to…PUSH!" Castiel screamed. Joshua took his place again just a rush of fluids spilled out of the opening. The doctor stared in shock for a moment before looking up at Dean and Castiel in shock and disbelief.
"Um… you guys are not going to believe this, but uh… there is another baby," the doctor announced. Dean, Castiel, Sam, Gabriel, Bobby and Balthazar all looked at him in shock.
"WHAT!" they all shouted. Castiel screamed as a contraction racked his frame.
"DEAN!" he screamed.
"Castiel, PUSH!"
Castiel was tired sore and in a lot of pain but he could not be any happier. Three beautiful baby boys were sleeping in the bassinettes by his bed. Dean could not stop holding them but had to when they fell asleep. Joshua had told him that the two eldest babies were identical and that one was hiding behind the other in the ultrasound. The two eldest had dark hair, and Dean was curtain that they would have his hair, but Castiel saw that they would have Dean's moss green eyes. But it was the fraternal triplet brother that Castiel loved so very much. He had Dean's fine gold hair but his blue eyes. Castiel was so happy. Dean sat down on his bed and kissed his forehead.
"Dean, Castiel, have you two decided on names?" Joshua asked. Gabriel cleared his throat and was about to speak.
"NO!" Dean and Castiel shouted at once. Gabriel looked back at them and stuck out his tongue. Balthazar smiled and they glared at him.
"Dean, what do you think of Joshua for the eldest?" Castiel asked. Dr. Joshua Michaels tears up and smiled. Dean nodded
"Joshua Alexander Winchester," Dean tests out. He nods. "I like it. How about Jonathan Robert for his twin?" Bobby got teary and sent the new parents a watery smile. Castiel smiled and nodded.
"If that's okay with you, Bobby," Castiel asked, and Bobby nodded. "I like it. I think you father would be very happy, Dean. What about our youngest, Dean?"
"You could name him Michael," Sam suggested and received a glare from everyone in the room. "Okay… not Michael."
"Wait," Joshua said, "what about the Russian form of Michael, Mikhail? It means the same and you could call him Misha for short." Dean shivered at the memory of Castiel's actor counterpart from their time in the alternate world. But all things said Misha Collins was a nice guy, and Dean thought that he might as well name his son after him; after all it was because of them that he was killed.
"Misha, David Mikhail Winchester," Dean said, and the baby shifted in his cradle and squeaked. Castiel smiled and Dean chuckled. "I think that it's perfect." Dean went over to the cradle and picked him up, while Gabriel and Bobby picked up Joshua Alexander, and Jonathan Robert; respectfully. They brought them over to Castiel and put the identical ones in his arms; Joshua in his left and Jonathan in his right. Bobby went over to Sam and had him set up his camera for a family picture.
"Alright, you idjits, picture time," Bobby said as he set the timer. "Dean you set by your lover boy/angel. Sam, Gabe you get to the left, and Doc, you're by me on the right." And with that Bobby dragged the Doctor over along with the nurse and everyone got into position. "alright everyone, Smile."
The camera flashed and marked the beginning of Dean and Castiel's life together. Every time Castiel saw it his heart melted, for tucked around his shoulders was the tattered old tan trench coat that started it all.
"Cas, I think the most wonderful things about you are two things: Your intensely blue eyes, and that stupid old trench coat," Dean smiled as Castiel blushed down to his collar and up to his ears. Dean couldn't resist and he Pulled Castiel in for a breath-taking kiss.
Finis
Endnotes: Finally! It's done! Sorry again that it took so long to finish it. If you guys want an epilogue, Thou must review. I thought that this would be a good ending with the taking of a family picture like right before the incident with Jo and Ellen dying, but on a happier note. Reviews wanted!