The Greatest Gift
Title: The Greatest Gift
Rating: PG
Pairings: Sam/Gabriel
Spoilers/Warnings:
Summary: The granting of a fledgling is the greatest gift God can give.
Notes: :3
"The granting of a fledgling is the greatest gift God can give," Castiel remarks. Gabriel nods, thoughtfully sucking on his (fourth) lollipop.
"True fact, guys. You'd be idiots to turn this down. Not that I think it's a good idea, but if Dad wants it to happen, the least you could do is nod and smile," he says, slightly muffled.
Dean glowers at Chuck, who's hunched in on himself at the head of the table. "I do not frickin' believe this," he mutters.
Sam's still scanning the letter that Chuck brought with him. "It says it'll take four months. What for?"
Chuck swallows and shoots a nervous glance at Dean. "For the, for the hatching."
"Hatching," Sam repeats. "As in...an egg?"
Dean chokes on air. Castiel and Gabriel look interested, but wholly unsurprised.
"Uh, yeah, that's right. Egg. Uh, everything, everything's explained in the letter," Chuck says quickly. "I've, uh, got to, got to go meet Becky. Yeah. See ya."
And with that, he disappears, leaving Dean taking deep breaths, Castiel attempting to calm him down, Gabriel still sucking on the lollipop and Sam holding a letter explaining that they are to be the proud parents of an angelic fledgling in 48 hours or less.
It's all a bit much, really.
Then Gabriel pops the candy out of his mouth and leans in. "So, who's shacking up with who and who gets to be the cool uncles?" he asks.
Dean faints.
Rating: PG
Pairings: Sam/Gabriel
Spoilers/Warnings:
Summary: The granting of a fledgling is the greatest gift God can give.
Notes: :3
"The granting of a fledgling is the greatest gift God can give," Castiel remarks. Gabriel nods, thoughtfully sucking on his (fourth) lollipop.
"True fact, guys. You'd be idiots to turn this down. Not that I think it's a good idea, but if Dad wants it to happen, the least you could do is nod and smile," he says, slightly muffled.
Dean glowers at Chuck, who's hunched in on himself at the head of the table. "I do not frickin' believe this," he mutters.
Sam's still scanning the letter that Chuck brought with him. "It says it'll take four months. What for?"
Chuck swallows and shoots a nervous glance at Dean. "For the, for the hatching."
"Hatching," Sam repeats. "As in...an egg?"
Dean chokes on air. Castiel and Gabriel look interested, but wholly unsurprised.
"Uh, yeah, that's right. Egg. Uh, everything, everything's explained in the letter," Chuck says quickly. "I've, uh, got to, got to go meet Becky. Yeah. See ya."
And with that, he disappears, leaving Dean taking deep breaths, Castiel attempting to calm him down, Gabriel still sucking on the lollipop and Sam holding a letter explaining that they are to be the proud parents of an angelic fledgling in 48 hours or less.
It's all a bit much, really.
Then Gabriel pops the candy out of his mouth and leans in. "So, who's shacking up with who and who gets to be the cool uncles?" he asks.
Dean faints.