Teenage mpreg. Naomi is Castiel’s mother in this verse. Dean and Castiel are eighteen and sixteen respectively.
Naomi always knew it would come to this.
She tried to warn Castiel, tried to tell him what he was getting himself into but Castiel didn’t listen. He never listened. He didn’t understand that his mother just wanted what was best for him. Naomi wanted to protect him. She was experienced; she knew how the world worked. All Castiel had was a head full of pretty ideals and a heart full of promises made to him by a boy who couldn’t possibly be expected to keep them.
Now her son was sitting in front of her, defiant and sure of himself, much more certain that Naomi would have been in his position. The Winchester boy was sat beside him, Castiel’s hand clasped tightly in his own. Naomi took some happiness from the fact that he couldn’t look her in the eye. He knew what they’d been doing was wrong, that they’d both been told it had to end.