"I don't want to go to Hell with you." You decided shakily for fear of what Crowley might do to you.

"As you wish." Crowley said coldly, lunging towards the Angels, sword at the ready. Before the blade reached the Angels, however, a sudden powerful amount of water sprayed from the doorway and onto Crowley, causing him to cry out in pain and drop the sword out of surprise. Steam rose from his body and his flesh hissed as if the water was acid to him; the water kept spraying restlessly from the doorway. You saw Sam and Dean walk gingerly into the room, with a hose that they concentrated on Crowley, keeping him writhing on the ground.

"Holy water burns like hell, doesn't it?" Dean taunted. For a moment you were stunned by all the steam and the screaming and the Winchesters' sudden appearance.

You realized that this was your chance to run.

You ran past Crowley and fell to the ground as he suddenly reached out and grabbed your ankle. You kicked at him, to no avail, as he began to bear the pain of the blessed water and dragged you back as he reached for the sword as well.

"CASTIEL!" you screamed, flailing to get away from the Demon King. Crowley stood and waved a hand in front of the Winchester's, causing them to fly into the wall, dropping the hose. Crowley put the sword to your throat and looked at the Winchesters and Gabriel.

"You ruined my suit, moose." Crowley growled begrudgingly towards Sam.

"Let go of (Y/N)." Castiel said, startling Crowley from behind. He rested the tip of his dagger on Crowley's back.

Crowley didn't move.

"Why should I?" he sneered. Gabriel appeared next to him, his spear almost piercing Crowley's neck. Crowley sighed and dropped the sword. Shortly after, a pillar of black smoke funneled out of his mouth and down through the floor. His body fell over limply.

You stood shaking and Castiel dropped his dagger and wrapped his arms around you.

"Wh-What…I…" you mumbled, shivering from the cold of the water. You buried your face in his shirt and grabbed his trench coat tightly.

Dean and Sam walked over and turned off the hose. They stretched their aching backs and sighed in relief.

"Well…that works I guess." Dean said, panting.

"(Y/N), you okay?" Sam asked. You didn't say anything. Your brain was struggling to process everything that had just happened. You were only sure of one thing.

You looked up and pulled Castiel by his tie and kissed him. Dean and Sam were startled and began to make gagging noises. You heard Gabriel sigh.

You smiled into the kiss; he tasted faintly like cheeseburgers for some reason.

You pulled away after a moment and Castiel smiled down at you. You looked at Gabriel apologetically.

He smiled and shook his head.

"See? I told you everything would be okay." He said kindly. You nodded and a few happy tears fell down your face. Castiel put a finger to your head and the both of your vanished.

You looked around to see that you were in your bedroom, in your house, with Castiel. You were still shivering; your clothes were soaked. You blushed from embarrassment, realizing that your shirt was probably see-through now. Without a word, Castiel took off his trench coat and wrapped it around you.

"Thanks." You said, quietly.

You sat on your bed and he joined you. You were happy but you didn't know what to say.

"So…what happens to Gabriel?" you asked, curiously; you didn't regret choosing Castiel but you didn't want to break Gabriel's heart either.

"He will become your full time Guardian Angel. I am allowed by the Host stay with you." Castiel explained with a gentle smile. You grasped onto his tie again. He was yours, for as long as you lived. You pulled him close for another kiss.

You smiled as he relaxed and closed his eyes. He rested his hands on your waist and you grasped his soft brown hair with your free hand, still clutching onto his tie tightly. It was a sweet and innocent kiss; neither one of you was consumed by desire and lust; you were both content with this simple gesture of affection.
You felt passion burble and bubble in your stomach as your body began to react.
You pulled away from him and smiled sweetly. Castiel moved a tendril of your wet (H/C) hair out of your face and gently kissed your cheek. The trench coat fell down your shoulders and you blushed.

"I love you." Castiel breathed, pulling you close. You heaved a contented sigh and traced a finger along his jaw.

"I love you too." You whispered in perfect bliss.

Epilogue:

Beeping noises and an excited commotion surrounded you. People in white doctor coats and blue surgeon outfits fill the room, buzzing around you. Castiel held your shaking hand and you concentrated, eyes closed, on the contracting pain coming from your abdomen.

It was almost time.

"Why're you in here, sir?" One of the nurses asked busily. Castiel looked at the woman and she blushed when she saw his face.
"I'm her husband." He said as if that were a fact that everyone in the world should know. You tried to focus on breathing steadily. You were scared; the doctor told you that you were close to being dilated and you could start pushing in a couple of hours at most. It was almost time for your first child to come into the world.
About thirty minutes later, all the commotion died down and only Castiel and you remained in the hospital delivery room; a nurse poked her head in every once in a while to check on you but you weren't ready yet.

Castiel sat on a chair next to the bed and held your hand, rubbing his thumb soothingly on your skin.

"How do you feel?" Castiel asked softly. He absentmindedly played with your ring with his thumb.

"Like a Hippopotamus." You mumbled drowsily, rubbing your stomach for a moment. You turned your head to look your husband in the eye.

"No, not literally." You said with a grin, anticipating his next question. Castiel smiled back and rubbed your bulging stomach gently before planting a sweet kiss on it.

You shuddered as another contraction took hold of your womb and you clutched Castiel's arm tightly, shutting your eyes and concentrating on your breathing; the contractions were getting more and more frequent.

You opened your eyes and saw Gabriel looking down at you. You gasped and jerked in surprise.

"Gabriel, what're you doing here?" Castiel asked, confused. Gabriel was dressed like a doctor, wearing a white coat; you had to say, it was pretty adorable that the sleeves of the coat were too long and covered his hands.

"Cas, your children will be fledglings," Gabriel started, looking from Castiel to you. No one said anything for a moment; you only groaned from the pain.

"They'll have wings!" he exclaimed.

"You don't want these people to see newborn fledglings."

"Why…are th-they horrifying?" you asked in short gasps, worried.

"Oh no, they're perfectly adorable. Your kid will just have little baby Angel wings like a cherub or something and that'll make people freak. Then come the news anchors…" Gabriel's voice trailed off as he began to get distracted.

Your grip on Castiel's arm got tighter and you looked at him worriedly.

"The baby's coming!" you hissed painfully.

"We have to move her." Gabriel instructed. Castiel nodded and stood, placing a finger in the middle of your forehead. The three of you disappeared.

You reappeared in your bedroom and you began to pant, involuntarily pushing. For five hours the two Angels worked frantically to help you, telling you when to push. Castiel held your hand and watched as Gabriel rolled up his sleeves and positioned himself to catch the baby. Slowly, and not without screams of pain and panting on your part, you pushed the baby out into the world. You were exhausted but all that pain seemed worth it after Gabriel carefully cut the umbilical cord and cleaned the little fledgling off before handing it to you; it had the most adorable little black speckled brown wings. It was a boy.

You smiled and looked up at Castiel to see tears falling down his face as he looked at his son for the first time.

Just then, contractions took your abdomen once again and you let out a startled groan.

"Cas, take the baby. (Y/N)'s having twins, apparently!" Gabriel said, both excited and concentrated. Castiel did as he was told and it wasn't long before another little fledgling boy was born; he had tiny gray feathers.

Ten minutes later you were holding your twin fledglings in your arms, letting them suckle calmly. Castiel held you lovingly and looked down softly at his two newborn sons; Half-Angels.

"So, what're you two lovebirds gonna name the kiddies?" Gabriel asked enthusiastically, looking proud of himself for delivering your children safely.

Castiel looked at you expectantly. You closed your eyes and sighed.

"You name them, Castiel. I gave birth to them. I'm done." You said in a resigned tone, a hint of amusement rising in your voice. You didn't want to have to think any more than you had to at the moment.

"Dean," he said, pointing to the one with brown wings. He then stroked the other little ones' gray wings and smiled.

"Raphael."

You grinned and nodded.

"Thanks, Gabe." You said, flashing him a kind and tired smile.

"Don't mention it." He said, returning the smile before vanishing.

You slowly dozed off in Castiel's strong arms, gently holding your two new sons: Dean and Raphael.

Never had you felt more content.

Fin.

(A/N): Hi all! I hope you enjoyed Angel Kisses as much as I enjoyed writing it (most of the time)! I also had an idea to do a mini-fic of your life as the mother of two fledgling children and the wife of Castiel. If you think I should, PM me or say so in the reviews! If none of my endings have satisfied you, I'd be willing to gift-fic anyone to apologize Thanks for reading!