Cas's Logical Sequel, Prologue

By CastielLovesDean

A/N: This is the Sequel to Cas's Logical Suggestion. I highly recommend reading that first. If you don't feel like it, but plan to read this anyway, you should know that Gabriel altered Dean's anatomy as a prank, resulting in Castiel getting Dean pregnant. It's a girl. This sequel follows Dean's pregnancy at least through birth. Slash. Mpreg.

Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel, implied Bobby/Marcy Ward - I just think they're a cute couple, and it's unusual for me to feel that way about a het pairing.

Disclaimer: Here's a shocker. Are you ready for this one? I hope you're sitting down... I do not own Supernatural. Or anything, really.

Warning: Mpreg! Yay!

As it turned out, two bites of peach cobbler and a sip of decaffeinated coffee wasn't enough to satisfy Dean's hunger, especially now that he was eating for two. After their hug in the living room, Cas paid Gabe back for his shenanigans in TV Land, trapping the Archangel in his own little prison for a time-out so Dean could go back in the kitchen and eat unmolested. Sam had scampered off pretty quickly, presumably to do some research and maybe whack off (he loved research), and Bobby was still at Marcy Ward's house after spending all night there, so it was just Dean and Cas in the kitchen, arguing over who should make breakfast.

"Cas, I'm fine! I can cook my own damn breakfast."

"You're pregnant, Dean. You should be resting."

"I'm, like, an hour pregnant." God, that was weird to say. "I may not know as much about this as Sam, but I'm sure he'll tell you when he gets back from the library that I don't need to be on bed rest just yet." He watched Cas remove a box of All-Bran cereal and stare at the box. "Do you even know how to cook?" Dean rightfully pointed out.

"I'm not an idiot, Dean, I can figure out something as simple as breakfast." He turned the box over to read the back. "Now, where are the directions?"

"For cereal? Give me that!" Dean took the box from Cas and put it back in Bobby's cabinet. As if he'd eat any cereal other than Lucky Charms. "Look, Cas, this whole protect-and-nurture thing is cute and all, but I don't want to be coddled. And I definitely don't wanna eat food cooked by someone who needs directions for cereal."

"Would you prefer me to get Gabriel to make you something?"

"No!" Dean protested forcefully. "God, no! How about this: cooking's not that hard, alright? Why don't I just teach you some recipes?"

Castiel seemed to weigh his options in his mind. Dean could just imagine Cas planning to keep him locked in the panic room, maybe even tied to the bed until their child had arrived. Finally Cas agreed, "I suppose your solution is logical." He opened the refrigerator and asked, "What are we making this morning?"

Dean wanted to start with something easy. Not cereal easy; no, that would border on insulting. (Though clearly Cas needed direction there, too.) "How about scrambled eggs? You need four eggs and some milk. First, crack the eggs in a bowl and mix them with a fork." As he watched Cas mix the eggs together, shells included, he figured it was going to be a long nine – er, ten months.

TBC.

A/N: I know this isn't anywhere near long enough, but since I'm posting it at the same time as Ending C to Cas's Logical Suggestion, you can all stuff it. (Just kidding.) Also, to be fair, I called this a "prologue" instead of a chapter for a reason. This will start being regularly updated after I've posted Ending C to Cas's Logical Suggestion.

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