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What is it about waiting rooms that makes people uneasy? Maybe it's the atmosphere, the vague sense of foreboding; maybe it's because people in waiting rooms, like people on buses, avoid making eye contact. Or maybe it's because Castiel is a non-carrier man, and this particular waiting room is in an OBGYN office. Whatever the reason, he feels acutely out-of-place and uncomfortable. He wishes he'd been allowed to accompany Dean at this appointment. He understands why Dean said no- his boyfriend is a very private person at the best of times -but Cas still wishes he could be there. And besides, it would be better than twiddling his thumbs out here.
The office door swings open and a man emerges. Cas brightens and goes to stand up- but no, it isn't Dean. It's a tall, heavily-pregnant man, with his husband following close behind. Cas watches as they leave. It's been a long time...shouldn't the appointment be over by now? What if something's wrong? Dean and Castiel have been trying to conceive for a year-and-a-half now, and the only result has been lots of appointments like this one. They so badly want a child of their own, but maybe that's just not in the cards for them. Castiel picks up a year-old science magazine, opens it, and pretends to read. He's actually quite engrossed in an article about tardigrades when the door swings open again fifteen minutes later. Finally, it's Dean! Cas puts down the magazine and falls into stride with him as they walk to the exit.
Something is different. Dean is...glowing, for lack of a better word. As soon as the door shuts behind them, Cas steps in front of his boyfriend to stop him.
"Well?" he demands. Dean's face falls. He shuffles his feet, avoids Cas' gaze.
"I, uh...I have some bad news, Cas."
Oh no. "What is it?"
"...I'm pregnant."
Cas' emotions kick in before the rest of him does; he's already pulled Dean into an embrace and is trying to reassure him when his ears and brain finally connect. He stands back.
"...What?"
Now Dean smiles, green eyes glinting. "You heard me."
"You're pregnant??"
"That's what I said."
Cas embraces him again, this time with joy. He's happier than he's been since he first took this vessel and he wants to shout it from the rooftops for the world to hear, but he settles for holding Dean close, swaying slowly in place. Dean pulls back and kisses him, hard.
"We're havin' a baby, Cas." he whispers, and Cas just smiles.
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