(y/f/s)- Your Face Shape,

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~2 Months Later~

Screaming and crying.

Every.

Damn.

Hour.

Are they hungry? Most likely. Are they lonely? Maybe. Are they annoying? Yes.

You got up from your bed, ready to kill. You have barely gotten any sleep, but that wasn't any different from when you were a hunter. But, you did sleep almost all day for five months. It messed up your sleep hunter, so you were always tired.

"Okay, okay. I'm here, boys." You sighed as you walked into their room. Two cots 5 feet apart from each other. You couldn't deny they were adorable. Gabriel and Castiel didn't know how they were born with wings.

Well, they were children of an archangel and a human. Lucifer Michael took immediately after you. He has (y/h/c) and (y/f/s). He has a mix of Gabriel's eye color and yours. A mini-(Y/N).

Peter Matthew took after both of you. A mix of both. He has his dads eyes, fortunately. He had mic of (y/h/c) and Gabriel's. You were happy enough.

You picked up Lucifer Michael, the one who was wailing. You found this unusual as Peter usually wailed. You got a premade bottle, and fed him, hoping that would shut him up. You were always on alert with them.

Even though the bunker warded off demons and angels, you had Dean and Sam put extra warding in the babies rooms, hoping the fate of their mother wouldn't be upon them and you. You sighed as the baby stopped crying. You sighed as you wiped his tears away. You hugged him, smiling and whispering a few words that the two angels taught you in Enochian. You thought it was mandatory for them to learn Enochian, and you too.

"Come on now. It's okay. I'm putting you down now." You smile, and walked back out to your room. You heard a noise, which was almost impossible, because you and babies were the only ones in the bunker.

You ran to your room and got an angel blade and holy water, just in case. You walked back out, and saw 2 figures. You turned on the hallway light and sighed. Only Sam and Dean. They were pale and sweaty. They weren't supposed to be back yet.

"W-what's going on?" You stuttered, and put down the blade. They had a look of pity and sorrow in their eyes, a look you didn't ever see in their emotion book. You heard a flutter of wings behind you, and forturnatly, it was Gabriel.

Gabriel holding a body.

A body who wore a trenchcoat.

A body that was limp and pale.

You ran over to the Archangel, who was holding Castiel. You let out a quick sob rack your body and Gabriel let you carry Cas. You brought him over to the Winchesters, and let them do what they want with him. A hunter's funeral, most likely.

You and Gabe went into the babies room, hand in hand. You sighed and leaned against him. "Life is a bitch." He laughed.

"Yeah, but happily ever after comes soon after, My Immortal."

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I didn't know how to end it. So Cas died.

JK! He came back~ ^7^