Comfort and Peace Pairing: God!Chuck x Reader Word Count: 2,363 Warnings: angsty, swearing, fluff, pregnancy Authors: Sam Request: Anonymous — Hi! Could you write a God!Chuck x reader? The reader & him were kind of together before he left. Weeks after Chuck’s disappearance, Y/N discovers she’s pregnant. When Chuck comes back, he asks for her but she retired from hunting, simply helping from time to time. So the boys call her to come, Chuck explains all, but Y/N ignores him & don’t want to tell the child is his…. end is yours! Angsty & fluffy, do as you please. A/N: Hey guys! I know it’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I hope that you guys like this! I do want to say, I changed a little bit of the request around because I felt that it would work better. It still incorporates a lot of what is asked for, just a little less detail on some things.
*Flashback (5 years earlier)*
You sat there legs sprawled out on the floor as your back rested against the cabinet in the bathroom at Bobby’s house. At the moment in time, you know four things were for certain: 1.) The love of your life, Chuck Shurley, has disappeared without a word and/or trace; 2.) The world was ending because of the apocalypse, great timing; 3.) It was your birthday; and 3.) Welp, the little stupid pee stick that you held in your hand indicated that you were pregnant with said love of your life.
Your emotions were running wild, something that wasn’t typical for you. It was early in the morning and you had been sick again for the second week in a row in the mornings. You never really thought about it. It never occurred that you could have been pregnant until the morning sickness was getting more persistent. Then out of no where, Chuck disappeared. You sat there contemplating how you were going to explain to the boys and Bobby, AGAIN, why you couldn’t go on another hunt.
“What the hell am I going to do?” you cried quietly by yourself with many difficult decisions that you were now going to face alone.
*Present Time (5 years later*
You stared outside of the window in your house as you reminisced of that day 5 years ago. That was the last day you ever went on a hunt. You knew what you had to do, and it was the best decision of your life. It was difficult to give up hunting, so instead you’ve helped here and there whenever you could.
The thoughts of that day were cut off by the sound of little pitter patter of feet running toward you. You felt that spark and comfort you got each time his little fingers pulled on yours. You looked down to see a little blue-eyed, dark curly haired boy, grinning at you with his 2 front teeth missing. This little boy was the pride and joy of your life, and you named him Robby, short for Robert, after Bobby Singer, who was like a father figure to you.
“Momma,” he tugged on your hand, “When are we gonna go see Uncle Dean, Uncle Sam, and Uncle Casshiel?”
You couldn’t help but chuckle at his inability to say Cas’s name. Even though you weren’t hunting anymore, you spent a lot of time with Sam, Dean, and Cas. Thankfully, the three men have become surrogate father figures to Robby over the years, and you were happy about that.
Your hand ruffled his head as you bent down, “We’ll head over in a little bit. Are you excited for your birthday party?”
“Yayy! Yes I am! Guess what Mommy?!” he was very eager to tell you what was on his mind. “Uncle Casshiel said that I can play with his wings if I’m careful because I like how soft they are,” he squeed with joy.
That was one of Robby’s special gifts. He could see the wings of other angels. There were also times that if you were scared or felt threatened, a simple touch of the cheek from Robby and you felt comfort and peace. You never understood why this happened. It confused everyone around you that you were close with. Even with all the research and resources you had in the bunker, no one could provide an answer as to why your son had the effect he did on others.
You drove in your Dodge Ram truck, playing some music and letting Robby “rock out” to the music that Dean gave him. The moment that you pulled up to the bunker and stopped the truck, Robby jumped out and giggled his way to the entrance and through the doors.
You chased after your energetic little boy quickly around the corners of the bunker and into the library, “Slow down you goof! You don’t want to get hur—“
As you rounded the corner, Robby halted in his tracks, but then immediately came to your side and grabbed your hand. He tugged at your hand. You were confused because you knew he always ran to Cas the moment he got there. That’s when you looked up and a wave of emotions flowed through you. They ranged from pure anger, confusion, betrayal, and a broken heart. They all flooded back to you from 5 years ago. There stood the man, the love of your life, who left without a word. You were too concerned with your emotions, but eventually were pulled back to reality by Robby who tugged even harder at your hand.
“Mommy?” he questioned curiously.
You bent down to your little boy, looking into the similar colored eyes as his father who was across the room from you. You attempted to hold back the tears that you felt well up in the corner of your eyes, but you smiled through them.
“Who is the man over there?” he pointed with his finger in a quite voice like a typical 5 year old would.
You smiled and rubbed his cheek, “Jut an old friend baby, it’s okay.”
You really wanted to say to him ‘That’s your asshole father who abandoned us before you were born,’ but you decided against it. Because deep down, you always wanted Robby to have a relationship with his dad, even though Chuck didn’t know Robby was his child.
Robby let go and ran over to greet Chuck like he did with any stranger. In that way, he was very much like you, a people person. He grabbed Chuck’s hand, pulled him down to his height, and began to shake his hand.
“Hi! I’m Robby! It’s my birthday! Want to be my friend?” he gleamed with a proud smile on his face.
Chuck smiled and chuckled with confidence in his tone. That was different. There was something definitely different from the Chuck you knew 5 years ago who would’ve acted awkward. Now, there was a difference about his presence and you couldn’t put a finger on it.
“Hi Robby! I’m Chuck! Happy birthday! Of course I’ll be your friend little guy!” Chuck responded with a glowing smile.
“Yay!! More friends for my birthday!” he squealed with excitement. Just as his mind does, he jumped over to Cas to pull him into another room. “Come on Uncle Casshiel! Let’s go play!”
“Okay Robby, but we have to be careful,” Cas’s voice trailed off into the halls of the bunker.
You realized that you hadn’t moved in the last few moments of the conversations that had been held. You walked closer to the three men and faced them.
You glared at the two men who towered over you and Chuck, glaring at them both.
Chuck looked at you with those sweet, blue eyes that you fell in love with years ago, “Y/N,” he spoke gently.
You held your hand up and stopped him. “No. Screw you. I don’t know why the hell you are here, but I don’t even want to hear what you have to say,” you yelled with force behind your voice as if you were scolding your own child.
Sam came up next to you and placed his hand on your shoulder. Normally you would accept the gesture from your brother-like friend, but this time you shrugged off his touch. “Sam stop…” you spoke gently.
“Fuck no…” you said angrily, “Today is my son’s birthday… I’m not letting this ruin today. I’m going to get ready.” You walked away to the kitchen to prepare the food and cake. This was NOT how you anticipated today to go at all.
“She’s never going to forgive me…” Chuck sat down and buried his face in his hands.
“Well, you sort of left her…” he paused momentarily, “us.” Clearly Dean was still angry with Chuck’s sudden return, but knew he would had reasons.
“Give her some time… She will need it, and then you can tell her. However, it may be better to keep a distance when everyone comes over today,” Sam suggested with empathy in his voice.
Chuck nodded and struggled with his emotions of wanting to grab you and hug you, but knowing it would ruin everything.
The day flew by, and surprisingly, the party went really well. Much to your surprise, even though Chuck was around, you still didn’t allow that to ruin your day. Even though you were still angry, once everyone started to show up, you forgot about the whole thing once you saw how happy Robby was with his friends, the party, and his gifts.
The two of you sat on the couch, relaxing from the running around and eating all day. Sam, Dean, and Das offered to clean up everything and to let you two relax. Robby had his head on your lap as you stroked his curls gently. He was slowly falling asleep in the mini trench coat that Castiel got him and the Batman shirt that Dean got him. It made you smile with the thoughts that your son was truly loved by many.
You looked up and saw a figure come from the corner of your eye. Chuck sat diagonal to you in the chair next to the couch. Without a word, he sat there and just watched you caress Robby’s hair as he fell into a slumber. There were so many things you wanted to say like go away, but when Chuck was around, his presence, it brought you peace and comfort, just like Robby. Even when you were angry.
The silence was lingering and began to get under your skin, you couldn’t take it anymore. “What do you want?” you glared at him, but your wall was breaking, it always did with him around.
“I just want to talk. Explain. Ask questions…” he trailed off looking into your eyes. They captivated you each time you looked into them.
You rolled your eyes. This was everything you wanted 5 years ago. For him to come back and explain everything. Now, now you just wanted to live your life, even though you were still in love with him. You couldn’t find the words, though they were as simple as ‘okay.’
“He’s beautiful… Definitely a special little boy…” he stated with that questioning look on his face. You knew that face. He was thinking seriously about something.
“Y/N… Robby’s… 5 right?” he questioned.
You felt the lump in your throat and the knot in your stomach. “Yes.” You didn’t really want to have this conversation right now, but had a feeling it was going to happen anyways.
The two of you looked into each others eyes, allowing him to read you. That’s when it hits him. His eyes widen and you can see tears in his eyes.
“He’s… mine… Isn’t he?” his voice quivered, but you saw a small smile on his face.
There it was. He got it. You couldn’t speak, so you nodded as you felt the tears coming down your cheeks now, warm and hot.
Chuck moves next to you on the couch, and at first you tensed up, but the moment his hand went to your knee, there again was that comfort and peace.
You turned your head to look at Chuck as he began to speak. “Y/N. I left for a reason. There’s no other way to say this, but… I’m God. I left because it was the apocalypse and I needed to go into hiding. I needed to protect you… and our son…”
The first thing that came out of your mouth was a whole-hearted laugh, but you had to remind yourself that Robby was sleeping on your lap. “You’re shitting me right? God? No. You’re a prophet Chuck. Seriously. How cute,” you said with annoyance. How could he just say shit like that?
“I’m telling you the truth Y/N. I am. Have you noticed any of Robby’s powers or special gifts?” he asked, knowing the truth now that he figured out Robby was his son.
Stunned, your jaw slightly dropped. Unless the boys said something, which you were sure you didn’t, you weren’t sure how Chuck knew that.
“How —“ Chuck cut you off as he noticed Robby began to stir and sit up.
You moved slightly so Robby could stand in the from of you. Rubbing his eyes, the young boy began to yawn and talk, “I can see Daddy’s wings, Mommy. They’re pretty.”
Shocked at the words that came out of your son’s mouth, there was no way he actually heard the conversation that you and Chuck just had. Yet, he still called him Daddy, and said that Chuck had wings.
Before you could say anything else, Robby touches your cheek with his hand and touches Chuck at the same time. Within moments, you see his eyes glow bright blue and you look over at Chuck and see his wings, and your son’s. Both similar in color, both stunning and beautiful. White gold, flickers of many colors between each movement.
“Holy… shit…” there really weren’t any other appropriate words that could have came out of your mouth.
Robby moved his hands and their wings disappeared. He smiled with his toothless grin as he looked between you and Chuck. “Mommy, Daddy isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.”
Chuck’s one hand grabbed yours. This was his way of showing you that it was true. “I love you, Y/N. I will take care of you both, I promise. I need you in this life. Please,” he cupped his other hand against your cheek, calming you instantly.
Tears rolled down your cheek and you nodded. “I love you too, Chuck.” Deep down, you know it would take time for things to get better, but this was supposed to be your family and future all along. He pulled you in for a kiss, and it felt perfect.
“EWWW!” Robby groaned in the front of you as he covered his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
You and Chuck laughed, looking into each other eyes, then to Robby, and that’s when you felt that comfort and peace wholly, knowing it would really be ok.