(Dean's POV)
" I am really big, Sam and my back hurts. I think we need to think about ourselves right now and quit for a couple years. I don't want to but I think we need a home.
"I understand and agree. We need to get a home, they can't live in a car. There is no room."
"I was thinking we should ask Cas and Gabe to look for one."
" I don't think that we should raise our children with this kind of life style until they can understand what we do."
"Cas!"
Cas showed up behind me. "What?"
"We need a home but doing what we do doesn't exactly give us money to buy one. Can you help?"
"Yes, give me one month or so and we should have a home."
"Thanks Cas"
Sam fell asleep a couple hours later in the bed next to me. His large stomach stands straight up and I can see the baby moving under his skin. I smile as I look down at my bump and they do the same thing. I attempt to come up with names but nothing works. I feel them kick and move around. It makes me feel happy and think about stuff. I see them running around and playing together as my baby boy runs around chasing his sister and cousin with a bug of some sort or dirt. I see myself getting my princess ready for her first day of kindergarten and my son helping her tie Mary and her shoes. Then in middle school, my little boy protecting his sister from a bully. Then they are in High school and he goes with us dress shopping and helps Mary and his sister pick out a dress. Then they walk down the steps with beautiful dresses and their hair all done up. While my Son comes down with his corsage for his date and a nice suit on. They all ride off with their homecoming dates. I see them comforting each other for as each one experiences their first break up. I see them holding up their diplomas as they all graduated together. I can't wait to hold my babies and watch them grow. Right now they move around in my stomach and not letting daddy sleep.
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Angel's Baby
FanfictionDean and Sam are out with Castiel and Gabriel at a bar. Castiel wants to say something that has been on his mind but can't say it. That was until he got drunk.