You and Castiel were at home, after hectic weeks of touring and recording with "Crowstorm," along with your photo shoots and filming commitments. Quiet moments were rare for you both, but that night, the silence held a different weight. The positive pregnancy test lay on the table, the confirmation that the future you'd dreamed of was arriving sooner than expected.

Castiel sat on the couch, hands clasped together, his gaze fixed on the small object that would change your lives forever. His eyes, usually filled with confidence and boldness on stage, were now a mix of surprise and emotion. He looked at you, his messy hair falling over his eyes, but there was a hesitant smile on his face.

"Is this real?" he asked, his voice soft, almost in disbelief. "We're... going to be parents?"

You nodded, still processing everything. Castiel slowly stood up and walked toward you. His arms wrapped around you tightly, but with a gentleness only he knew how to express in the most intimate moments.

"You know… I always imagined this," he murmured, resting his forehead against yours. "But I never thought it would be now. It doesn't matter, though... I’m ready for this, for us."

His smile widened, the excitement finally overtaking the initial shock. "Our kid is going to be the brightest star the world has ever seen. Maybe they'll be playing guitar before they can even walk."