Silence filled the room after Claire's confession. Everyone seemed to be caught off guard, unsure of how to react to the deep-seated pain she had just unveiled.

Jack was the first to break the silence. The young man looked at Claire, his eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and admiration. "Thank you, Claire," he said softly.

Gabriel, her husband, rose from his seat and walked over to Claire. He wrapped an arm around her, offering her a comforting smile. He knew her past, but hearing it again always pained him.

Dean looked uncomfortable, his tough exterior crumbling a bit. He admired Claire's strength and her love for Jack. His gaze softened as he nodded at her in silent understanding.

Sam, always the empathetic one, looked at Claire with a mixture of sadness and respect. He understood better than most what it was like to have a difficult childhood.

Castiel, who had always seen Claire as a daughter, blinked back tears. He had been there through her struggles, and he knew how much she had overcome.

Crowley, the demon, looked surprisingly touched. He may be a king of Hell, but he had a soft spot for the human condition. He offered Claire a rare, genuine smile.

Rowena, who had asked the question in the first place, looked regretful. She hadn't expected such a raw response. "I'm sorry, Claire. I didn't know," she said, contrite.

Claire smiled at them all, touched by their reactions. "It's okay," she said. "It's made me who I am. And I wouldn't change that for the world."

Gabriel squeezed her hand in support. "And we wouldn't change you for the world," he said, echoing her sentiment.

Jack gave Claire a grateful smile. "You're the best mom anyone could ask for," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

Dean nodded in agreement, adding, "You've done a hell of a job, Claire. Jack's lucky to have you."

Sam added his own words of praise. "You've turned your pain into something beautiful, Claire. You should be proud."

Castiel looked at Claire with a sense of pride. "You're one of the strongest people I know, Claire. Your motherhood to Jack is a testament to that."

Even Crowley nodded in agreement. "You've got a good heart, Claire. Keep it that way," he said, in his own gruff way.

Rowena, still feeling guilty, simply nodded. Her eyes held a newfound respect for Claire.

Claire's smile widened. "Thank you, everyone. That means a lot," she said, genuinely touched.

Gabriel kissed the top of her head. "You deserve all the praise, my love," he said.

Jack hugged Claire tightly. "Thank you for being my mom, Claire," he whispered.

Dean raised his beer in a toast. "To Claire, the best hunter, archangel, and mom we know!"

Sam, Castiel, Crowley, and Rowena all raised their drinks, echoing Dean's sentiment. "To Claire!"

Claire laughed, touched by their toast. "To family," she corrected, raising her own drink.

They all echoed her sentiment, clinking their glasses together. "To family!"

In that moment, they weren't just a group of hunters, angels, and demons. They were a family, bound by love, respect, and shared experiences.

And as they toasted to family, they knew that whatever came their way, they would face it together. For they were stronger together, and that was what truly mattered.