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The Hunter and His Fallen Angel	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Eric Kripke, except for the babies and the girls like Anabel, whom I own. I do not make profit, I do not own anything associated with Supernatural and I certainly don't have any rights to it.

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A few months passed by, the five men moving on with their lives since after the mysterious call from Annabel, she was nowhere to be found. Now they had no prophet, Delores had seemed to drop off the face of the Earth after the escapade at the Sanatorium, and there was nothing left for them to do besides small insignificant hunts that never turned out to be the big lead they were hoping for. Castiel was staring to grow a small baby bump and was now four months along, causing the attention he received from Dean (which had never been minimal in the first place) to spike. As a matter of fact, Dean had completely nursed Castiel back to health during his sick period, never once leaving Bobby's house and making the other three men take care of the hunting. Thus Bobby and Sam had now dubbed Castiel "Princess Winchester" since Dean had been treating him not only like a princess, but like a wife.
"When are yah going to make an honest angel outta him, boy?" Bobby joked one night during dinner. Dean and Castiel both turned red and Dean gave Bobby a distressed look. The look said it all and it suddenly hit Bobby…he had been wanting to for a while and didn't know how. Of course Dean wasn't about to verbally admit this so he just murmured "Shut your frigging cakehole, Bobby." Sam and Gabriel exchanged surprised glances, getting the same impression that Bobby was from the look painted on Dean's face. Castiel had already shaken it off, wolfing his burgers down and shooting puppy eyes at Dean to go get him another one. Dean laughed and gently kissed Castiel on the forehead, getting up to go get him one from the kitchen. Sam quickly got up and followed him, cornering him as he put Castiel's plate on the counter. Dean raised an eyebrow.
"Yes?" Sam grinned wolfishly and dropped his voice to a whisper.
"I saw that look. You are so going to ask Cas to marry you soon aren't you?" Dean looked at the floor.
"I want too so bad, Sammy. I have the ring and everything." He pulled a small black box out of his pocket and opened it up. Inside was a simple thin silver band with three tiny diamonds on each side and in the middle the word Winchester was carved in cursive print. Sam smiled happily at the ring but then gave his brother a knowing look.
"But?" Dean sighed and looked up sacredly to his younger brother.
"That call you got from Annabel…she said she saw something terrible happening after I proposed to Cas, and it was so terrible that she didn't even want to tell you over the phone. Then we get to her house and she's missing…Sam that's bad. What if something were to happen to you or Bobby just because Cas and I decided to try and be happy? I mean she has both of our numbers and she called you, which means it must be something to do with you." Dean was babbling now and Sam rolled his eyes, putting a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"Listen, terrible to most people and terrible to those raised into hunting are totally different things. I'm sure it's not as bad as you're imagining…and what could possibly be so horrible that comes out of the union of two people that are very obviously in love? Anything that happens we will handle as a family…a family that Cas and the baby need to officially be part of. We're all going to be fine, Dean. Go get your man, you both deserve the world." Dean's lip was quivering, and around anyone else he'd have held it in, but this was his baby brother. He grabbed Sam and pulled him into a hug, softly crying into his chest.
"I know I don't say this often enough, but I love you, Sammy." Sam just smirked and pulled away, his expression playful and his eyes filled with immense affection.
"I love you too, Dean…but I'm not the one you need to be saying that to. Go on." He encouraged with a gentle nudge. Dean nodded and put another burger on Castiel's plate. They both walked into the dinning room and he handed the plate to his angel, sitting down and pretending he didn't notice the weird looks he and Sam were getting for taking so long. When everyone was finished, Sam and Gabriel almost too eagerly announced that they didn't mind doing the dishes for the night and left Dean, Cas, and Bobby alone. Dean cleared his throat nervously and took Castiel's hand.
"Um, Bobby, if you don't mind Cas and I need to have a talk so we're going to the spare bedroom." Bobby just beamed and nodded, while Castiel gave Dean a please-tell-me-we-aren't-breaking-up look. Dean didn't really give Castiel much to go on, simply leading him to the backroom and locking the door once they were alone.
"What's going on Dean?" Castiel looked like he was about to cry and Dean shot him a lopsided grin.
"Don't look so worried Cas, this is a good talk." Cas's face visibly washed with relief.
"Oh, thank the Lord. What is it then, Dean?" Dean's confidence wavered a bit and he starting fidgeting with his fingers.
"I wanted this to be more romantic…" He trailed off as he got an idea.
"Hang on a sec!" He unlocked the door and flew into the dinning room area again.
"Quick, Bobby, do you have any candles?" Bobby chuckled and pointed to the living room.
"That's my boy. Go get 'em tiger." Dean freaked out at how many candles Bobby really did have…there must have been over twelve scents on a shelf in his living room.
"CASTIEL, DO YOU LIKE ROSES OR BEACHES BETTER?!" Cas walked into the dinning room in confusion, his hand cradling his tiny belly.
"Um…I am fond of roses Dean, you know that. Besides, how do you plan on bringing me a beach?" Bobby snickered and pointed his finger towards the bedroom.
"Go back in there, Cas, it's a surprise." Castiel shrugged and walked back into the room, hearing Bobby call out "HE LIKES ROSES!" Dean peeked around the corner to make sure Castiel wasn't in sight and then he took his shirt off, running and grabbing one of Sam's button-ups and letting it hang on his shoulders completely unbuttoned and exposing his abs. He had to roll the sleeves up since the shirt was two sizes too big and then he lit a few rose scented candles. Bobby carried some in there and turned off the lights so that Castiel wouldn't see Dean yet. A few moments later Dean walked in carrying the last candle and shooed Bobby out, once again locking the door. Castiel looked Dean up and down in approval.
"I understand now why Gabriel likes Samuel's apparel so much." Dean just laughed and admired the way Castiel was glowing in the candlelight. He walked closer, softly cupping Castiel's little bump in his hand and caressing the side of his face with the other.
"I love you so much." Castiel replied by leaning in for a chaste kiss and smiling lovingly at him. Dean looked nervously at the floor again.
"You wanna know the reason I got so irritated at Bobby for what he said at dinner?" Castiel sighed thoughtfully.
"Why?" Dean took a deep breath and dropped down on one knee.
"Because he totally ruined the surprise. Castiel…would you do me the extraordinary honor of marrying me? I know you could do better and that I will never deserve you, but damn it Cas you're everything to me." A few tears trickled down Castiel's face and he nodded eagerly.
"Yes, Dean, I would love to marry you." Dean grinned and took the ring out of it's box, slipping it on Castiel's third finger on his left hand, where it would stay for the rest of their lives. Dean picked Castiel up off the floor and spun him around, kissing him heatedly as he put him back on his feet. Dean licked his lips and his eyes darkened.
"Wanna make it official, baby?" Castiel giggled and allowed Dean to push him down on the bed.
"What do you want me to do?" Dean asked seductively, nipping at Castiel's neck roughly. Cas moaned and fisted at Dean's hair.
"I want my fiancé to have his way with me."
Back in the kitchen, Sam and Gabriel had just finished the dishes and were playfully splashing water on each other. Sam had suds in his hair and Gabriel's clothes were soaked.
"Aw, come here Bubbles, let me get that for you." Gabriel laughed, acting as if he was going to wipe away the bubbles but grabbing some from the sink and attempting to add more. One of Sam's large hands flew up to stop him.
"No! Stop it, Trixie!" He pouted, laughing so hard he lost his balance and slipped on a puddle. The couple went toppling to the floor, Gabriel landing face first into Sam's chest. The archangel giggled and sat up to look at him.
"You okay, Samsquatch?" Sam nodded and pulled Gabriel into a sweet kiss.
"Trixie?" Gabriel asked, trailing his finger down his hunters chest.
"Well you're a trickster aren't you? I thought it'd be a cute nickname." Gabriel grinned.
"Aw Sammy it is!" He practically squealed, placing feverish kisses down Sam's neck, causing him to moan and chuckle at the same time.
"I love you." The only other time Gabriel had heard Sam say this was when he was drunk, and it made his heart swell with joy. He leaned down to softly nuzzle into his neck.
"I love you too, my Sammy-Bear." Bobby happened to walk in a few moments later, witnessing a highly passionate kiss between the two.
"Aw c'mon now, no offence but there is only so much homoerotic face suckin' I can handle." The two just grinned at one another and sat up.
"Sorry, Bobby." They said collectively. Gabriel looked sheepishly at Sam's still sudsy hair.
"Wanna get in the shower with me, Sammy? I'll wash your hair…" He offered with a wink. Neither Gabriel nor Bobby thought they ever seen Sam run quite that fast. Gabriel followed close behind him, suddenly filled with irrevocable lust. When Gabriel reached the bathroom the shower was already on and the steam filling the small room suggested that the water was a hot as you could get it.
"You ready, Gabe?" Sam asked sweetly, brushing the smaller man's hair from his eyes.
"I've been ready for this for a long time." Gabriel and Sam had been taking things nice and slow, but tonight was the night. Gabriel was not letting the sun rise without being able to say that Sam Winchester had fucked him and fucked him hard in a small South Dakota shower.
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