Title: An Eternal Punishment
Summary: Lucifer loses the final battle, and Michael decides his punishment; life as a human child. But is it a punishment for the devil or the hunters who are given the four-year-old devil to look after.
Warnings: physical/emotional abuse by Dean... don't shoot me, this is still gonna be as light-hearted as possible, I mean come on! It's Lucifer! It'll be as light-hearted as Lucifer lets it. Possible spoilers
A/N: the idea came from the many kid-fics online. Sam, Dean and hell even Cass have been de-aged, so i thought I'd try the idea, I mean I work with kids, it can't be that bloody hard. On another note, are there any Bobby being de-aged fics?
Pairings: Castiel/Dean, Sam/Gabriel
Chapter One: Choices are made.
Sam watched as his brother pace the small aisle from the wooden bench he had seated himself on. They were inside a small chapel on the island of Samoa, waiting for the angels to return from wherever the hell they had disappeared too. Dean was nervous; not that Sam blamed him, he was worried too. Both their angels had left with the garrison to deal with what was left of Lucifer and Dean was naturally worried about Castiel's safety, as was Sam for Gabriel.
Much had happened in the last four years since Lucifer's rise.
Half a year after the Trickster revealed himself as Gabriel, the archangel returned, with Michael (dressed as their hunters younger brother Adam, which of course infuriated Dean) by his side and a promise to help fight the devil, the two hunters and the weakening seraph finally had the forces of heaven behind them. Michael had a begrudged Zachariah apologize to the brothers for the pointless abuse they had suffered, and had Raphael apologize to Castiel for smiting him.
Castiel refused to leave Dean's side that day, he almost seemed scared to be left alone with any one of his brothers, but when one of the other seraphs approached him asking about his miraculous returned, the angel found himself flustered by the several angels excited by the prospect that their Father was possibly alive.
Gabriel had taken Michael aside, knowing the truth behind Castiel's return, demanding the archangel told the seraph the truth about who had resurrected the seraph. Michael had replied with a simple smile, claiming that their younger siblings needed their hope that perhaps one day their Father would return. Gabriel shrugged and claimed he was going to make Sam his before he disappeared leaving an amused Michael behind.
The youngest hunter had resisted at first but soon enough he was opening his heart to the archangel; other things were opened too.
Of course, his older brother and his angel danced around their feelings for almost a year, eying each other intensely until one of the angels blew up and said it to them straight. Some of the other angels had objected to the unions, but before Dean could tell them were to go, Gabriel beat him to the punch putting Zachariah in his place with a simple but effective prank.
It was November the 2nd, 2011 when Dean finally decided to make himself a new set of memories on the day of his mother's anniversary, taking Castiel to his own little version of heaven in the backseat of the Impala.
A month and a half later, Christmas Eve, Dean had set the archangel who was to possess him straight. He sat the angel down and slowly explained to him the only way in hell Dean was ever going to say yes was if Sam was kept out of the whole bargain; Kept away from Lucifer and kept from his apparent destiny.
Michael argued that destiny couldn't be changed, but Dean snapped that God, according to every religion was supposed to be everlasting! Was it God's destiny to die? After a few more harsher words aimed at the angel, the angel dressed as his younger brother pouted and nodded, his eyes wide with the thought of making his own choices.
Dean was amused to say the least, here he was speaking to the oldest being in the galaxy, and the archangel was worried about the decisions he had to make. The hunter left to find his brother, his angelic companion and Bobby, celebrating Christmas for what could have been the last time.
Bobby was surprised that night when Gabriel tipped him out of his wheelchair so casually and chuckled when the hunter stood up slowly, wondrously stunning the two younger hunters. Bobby thanked the angel with a thump across the head and a mutter of the word idjit, though the angel knew deep down the hunter was overjoyed.
A week later, Michael had returned and almost hesitantly agreed to Dean's compromise. Of course, he was met with outrage from the brethren with only Castiel, Gabriel and a handful of the angels loyal to Gabriel on his side. Though silencing them wasn't a difficult task and soon enough the destiny card had been changed. Sam was taken somewhere safe; a destination only Dean and Michael knew of, not even Sam was sure where he was when he arrived in what Gabriel called the safe house.
Once he was inside, he was alone for the next few months with nothing but a laptop to communicate to Bobby Singer. Dean was no longer Dean; but Michael in Dean searching the four corners of the world for his devilish brother.
Finally though, in the middle of March, in the year 2013, Michael found the devil sitting on a throne in Rome, surrounded by fresh corpses. Needless to say Lucifer was taken by surprise. He was so sure he'd be in his vessel before Michael even found Dean, and while he contemplated this shock Michael took him down.
Victory over the devil was imminent. He was overpowered, out-weaponed, and simply beat by the time the sun had set. Trapped in a ring of fire and depowered, his grace removed and by all means left a human in the vessel he despised.
Michael disappeared, leaving the stunned devil with Gabriel and many other angels who where all cheering for joy. Gabriel was entertaining his brothers and sister in the hall with a song on a trumpet he conveniently found in the hall, once he; Azrael and Zachariah buried the dead. Songs of praise were sung as Michael disappeared with Lucifer's grace in his reach; searching for a place to put the pure white fire.
Once he had returned from the place chosen to store Lucifer's grace, he released himself of Dean, returning to the empty vessel that belonged to Dean's youngest brother. Dean awoke startled but pleased to find himself in one piece and staring up at his little brother. Sam was as startled as Dean, because one minute he was watching the Young and the Restless repeats and the next he was in a chapel with his brother waiting for the return of the archangel.
"He should be back soon," Dean grumbled, still pacing.
"Dean, you're wearing out the ground," Sam pointed out. "So- so Lucifer's gone?"
"No, just powerless," Dean replied, "Mike removed his grace. He's powerless, no idea what there gonna do with him, but it ain't our problem."
As Sam nodded confused the sound of wings flapping caught their attention, and the screeches of a child took the brothers by surprise. Gabriel pushed past two of his siblings to take Sam into his arms and planted a long, desperate kiss on the man; it had been months. Castiel walked over, almost shyly towards Dean, timidly before Azrael gave him a push, almost knocking the seraph over. Dean caught him in his arms and grinned over the angel's shoulder at the raven-haired angel.
"You're okay?" Castiel asked, quietly. His grip around Dean's hand tightened as another holler from behind them baffled Dean. The hunter looked at Michael to find the eldest being carrying a small child in his arms. The child struggled to get out of the man's arms, biting aimlessly at the angel, throwing a huge wobbly.
"Dont even think about it," Michael warned when Zachariah raised a hand above the child. "And you. Put a sock in it!"
The child continued to screech and sob and struggle as Dean moved back from the kid.
"Who's that?" Sam asked, swallowing as the boy looked up at him, eyes bright blue and wet.
"This is Lucifer," Michael sighed, "I was supposed to kill him, but I couldn't."
"Blasphemy! Father ordered you to-"
"Bite your tongue! He's gone and so are his orders," Michael growled at Zachariah. Sam and Dean's eyes widened as Lucifer stuck his tongue out at the lesser archangel. "I will not kill my brother, and nor will any of you. That's not an order, but a warning!"
"So, what are you gonna do with him," Sam asked. The devil had stopped struggling and was lying limp in Michael's arms watching Sam curiously as Gabriel pulled back a strand of hair from the man's long mane.
"Well, my brothers and I have much work to do now," Michael said softly. "There are many lives we can still help but I can't leave Lucifer anywhere. He may get hurt. I was wondering if you would take him in; raise him as your son Dean."
"NO!" the screech came from the bundle in his arms, before Dean could object himself. "No Dean! NO!"
"Shush!" Michael hissed.
"I agree with the kid," Dean said, looking at the boy disgusted, "I don't want anything to do with that son of a bitch!"
Azrael cleared in throat.
"Right, sorry," Dean sighed.
"Please, I know I am asking a lot, but I can't hurt him," Michael murmured. Dean looked up at the angel who wore his youngest brother face and cursed inwardly. He was greeted with a sad puppy face and winced.
"Fine," Dean sighed, "Damn puppy faces."
"Dean, I don't think this is a good idea," Sam said, watching the devil nervously.
"It'll be fine Uncle Sammy," Dean sighed, as Michael walked closer towards the hunter, holding the squirming child out.
"No! Nonononono!" Lucifer chanted as Dean pulled the small boy into his arms, and tightened his grip on the squirming package. "I don't want! No!"
"I am sorry," Michael winced as he sent the brothers away to Bobby's. Gabriel thumped his older brother across the back as Castiel tilted his head. "He's going to drive them crazy."
"That's if they don't kill him first," Gabriel grinned. "So, what changed your mind about killing Lucifafa?"
"Could you?" Michael asked, Gabriel smirked at him, "Forget I asked."
"This is outrageous!" Zachariah snarled. "Father wanted that filthy thing killed! Not turned into a child- the-"
"And I don't give a damn anymore what Father wanted," Michael snapped, "This is the right thing to do. Now get out of my sight you worthless parasite."
Zachariah sneered at the archangel but left, along with the rest of the garrison. Gabriel and Castiel remained behind as Michael turned to them.
"Gabriel, Cass, stay with your men," Michael smiled, "I- we can handle things without you, and look after our brother for me, at least until I can return to claim him again."
Before either angel could reply Michael disappeared.
Peace and chicken grease
afro
