Castiel's Secret

Chapter 24

The little white stick in Stiles' hand left Dean confused on what was going on. Everyone, except Derek and Uriel, had a look of shock and uncertainty with the thing in his son's hand. Even more so with the declaration of being 'pregnant', which still didn't completely register in Dean's mind. For a minute he had to search his mind for the definition of the word, but when his eyes landed on Castiel, his angel, it just clicked. Castiel was possibly pregnant, and that meant they were—possibly—having another baby. So, when his eyes redirected from his angel to his son he was trying to piece it together, and his eyes catching sight of Derek had his anger spiking. "You got my son pregnant?!" Dean yelled out furiously when it finally all sinked in. There were no words to express how enraged he was that the werewolf had impregnated his TEENAGE SON—not that he had any right to complain over the age difference.

Dean's sudden outburst had Uriel straightening up as if letting him know that he was ready to attack, if Dean did anything to threaten the alpha's life. Which had equally had Sam and Gabriel taking a defensive step closer to them. Neither would allow anything to hurt Dean, and they doubted Castiel would either.

Stiles eyes had drifted from his mother who had made his heart skip several beats in excitement to have him back with him, both Castiel and Dean. He had attempted to hide the little white device in embarrassment when his family had just stared at him without saying anything—all the more when Dean had screamed outraged at the realization of what the little stick was. Stiles eyes had lowered as he felt the itch of a panic attack rising within him not just because his parents witnessed this revelation but because he knew his dad Dean hated Derek's guts. "Dad.." Stiles had started as he reached for Dean.

"I shouldn't have been so careless," Derek said cutting Stiles off as he looked at Dean, making Stile's dad look at him.

"Derek..." Stiles said as he moved towards his werewolf and grab hold of his hand.

"I'm not sorry I got him pregnant, I'm sorry that it happened now of all times, but I will take responsibility for Stiles and our kid," Derek said attempting to apologize to an enraged Dean. He had felt Stiles hand squeeze his hand almost pleading him to not tempt Dean. Derek wasn't going to start a fight him when there was still someone else Derek wanted to sink his claws in first.

"Damn straight you will! Like I'd let you run off avoiding responsibility after you did the deed with my kid!" Dean hissed in a nearly animalistic way. He was beyond mad and wanted nothing more than to shoot the alpha once or twice in the head, but instead he settled for glaring at him.

Gabriel had just tightened his hold on his own Winchester lover. The joker was not happy nor could he say anything without insulting his own nephew and the alpha. Even Sam looked as miserable as the rest of them all looked, but of course they had every right to feel down in the dumps. After everything they had endured, they had allowed themselves to believe they were finally past the worst and just dealing with minor cases but to find out they had been nowhere near that, it was shattering.

Sam felt as bad as they all felt and looked, but he couldn't really bring himself to be happy about his nephew's news, which in any other circumstances he would be ecstatic. He could tell that Derek really loved and cared about his nephew and their pregnancy news would have been great news if they were normal, but the sad thing was they weren't. He hated to think that the weight he and Dean had carried for years were now being passed down to his nephew. They had endured so much suffering and torment thinking they were Lucifer's and Michael's true vessels but knowing now that it had been a mere "test phase" he couldn't imagine just how much more difficult the real thing would be for his nephew and them this time around. "Congratulations Stiles and Derek," Sam said putting on a smile in attempt to lighten up the mood, despite what he believed, he was going to be the voice of reason. Stiles didn't know, so they couldn't blame neither him nor Derek for getting pregnant with the world's biggest doomsday device.

"T-Thanks uncle Sam," Stiles said with a small smile, though he wasn't sure himself whether he should be getting congratulations at all. He couldn't explain it but he felt scared about this whole thing. He was no idiot, he could tell it was just as concerning to his family as it was to him. They had not entirely eliminated the threat and that meant it would danger the baby. Stiles had subconsciously placed a hand over his flattened stomach before looking at his mom. Castiel had not said anything to him. Stiles had let go of Derek's hand and gone to wrap his arms around his mom.

Castiel was being suddenly being overwhelmed by the realization and the comprehension that dawned on him, now more than ever with the truth that had been so graciously been shown to him by his sister. He knew that if Gabriel remembered like Faith did, that this would be only proof that they had failed in a mission long forgotten. Lucifer and Michael would rise again and the world would suffer the rage of two brothers once again. Their attempts to protect human kind had been futile. He knew they're options where limited at the moment, but he couldn't ask any of it from his son. Lucifer had won, but still they couldn't just abandon his son again. If there is anything that he's learned from watching Sam and Dean, is that there is a chance. A very small chance, but still a chance.

When Castiel's arms wrapped around his son as he silently prayed to his father, begging him to help them through this once more. His family had just reunited and he didn't want to lose them so soon.