Michael, Lucifer, and Gabriel were waiting for their brothers and sisters to finally move away from the crib, a small and beautifully white wooden cradle with enochian protection seals that was barely big enough for what it carried inside: newborn twin angels. It was rare for multiples to be born, so when the new twins appeared in the crib every angel wanted to crowd and meet their odd, new siblings. It wasn't that they felt either pleased or resentful towards the new additions to their closely-knit family, most angels showed very little emotions, if they even showed any at all. Rather, the angels that crowded the new fledglings found that the twins were interesting to stare at and observe. Unless they were Cherubims, in which case they cooed over the babes.

Nestled in the crib, the twins shared a blanket, curled almost protectively towards each other. Normally, angels were genderless. The twins weren't. One twin was male and the other, female, which caught the angels' attention. The male was quiet the majority of the time, only crying when he needed something. Otherwise he lay quietly, his curious crystal blue eyes roaming over everything around him. His dark violet wings, small and elegant, fit the child perfectly. The female was much more active, always laughing and smiling, excitement twinkling in her light violet eyes, while trying to reach for the hanging decorations of their mobile, only quieting when she slept. Her dark blue wings were ruffled from all of her frantic, happy movements. She didn't seem to mind at all, and quietly Michael thought it quite suited her.

Slowly, in small groups or one by one, the crowd of curious siblings flitted away. There was work to be done and songs to be sung. Many of them would be content with cooing at the two newest seraphs, but Michael needed only turn a judging eye on them before they seemed to remember their duties. Lucifer smiled lazily, amused, as he stood next to Michael, leaning affectionately against his brother, shoulder to shoulder.

As soon as the last curious cherubim flounced off, Gabriel snapped his wings open and hauled himself through the air, kicking up wind as he went and making Michael frown disapprovingly at him, and Lucifer chuckle as they followed at a more sedate pace. Gabriel leaned over the side of the crib, some sticky sweet thing dangling from his fingers. Michael caught his brother's wrist as Gabriel was about to drop the gooey mess into the female's mouth.

"They have not fully developed," Michael warned. "Such a thing would be most harmful."

"Such a thing would be most harmful," Gabriel mocked, pouting, but popped the treat into his own mouth instead. Lucifer winked at him, as he conjured up two large, translucently golden orbs, with a sort of twig protruding from them. Michael gave Lucifer an annoyed scowl, but Lucifer only smiled as the bent low, kissing the foreheads of the babes, then waving the snack in front of the babies' mouths. The female grabbed hold of the stick at once, pulling the wrong end of the treat into her mouth at once. Lucifer and Gabriel shared a grin, and even Michael softened a male, however, only woke for a moment, stared at the new thing suspiciously, then fell back asleep.

"He's just like you, Mikey," Lucifer said, soundly oddly pleased at this fact. "One day, he'll be a complete stick in the mud. I can tell." Michael's scowl returned, though there was no real heat behind it.

"Better like me than you and Gabriel," the eldest angel returned. "If we had any more angels corrupted by your influence, nothing would get done."

"What's there to get done?" Lucifer asked with a tilted grin. "There are so many of us, it doesn't take long to finish our tasks, and we can glorify Father whilst occupying ourselves. To sing to Father is fun, if you're not leading the choir."

Michael's wings ruffled, the feathers twitching, irritated. His left forewing flicked out faintly, more a twitch than anything, but Lucifer saw and smirked. Michael pointedly looked away. "I was only filling in for you that one time when Father had business for you."

"You did a fantastic job," Lucifer assured him. "You did everything wrong and I've never seen a more depressing sight in all of Creation, but you did all right for a killjoy." The insult was softened by Lucifer's own wings extending towards his older brother. Gabriel, who'd been mostly ignoring their familiar banter and argument, felt a warm, soft glow envelope the core of his Grace, making his wings tremble slightly.

"They're important," Gabriel said, without preamble. He looked up and grinned broadly at his brother. Lucifer, who like Gabriel and these newcomers, was one of the few who felt comfortable with expressing himself emotionally, and laughed aloud. "They will be our salvation," Gabriel continued, his face thoughtful. Lucifer's laugh cut out, and Michael almost looked concerned. "One shall be the pillar and one shall be the cornerstone. The pillar will fall and the stone will shatter, but in the end they will be the foundation of heaven."

Michael and Lucifer looked unified, for once, in their shock. Then Lucifer smiled, the three wings closest to Michael extending and rubbing against the elder angel's almost playfully. "Guess we'll just have to keep an eye on these two, ey Mikey?" Michael nodded, face blank but wings responding to Lucifer's, unfurling ever so slightly.

"Was it Father that told you?" Michael asked him, sounding almost eager, as he always did whenever Father spoke to him, whether in person or through Gabriel. The Messenger Angel began to shake his head, slowly, but before he could further explain, the female began to babble in the way that babies do. A warm fondness stole over Michael's face.

Her little mouth stretched wide with a yawn, eyes seeming to attempt to go just as wide, but not quite managing it. Her soft, downy wings vibrated as she cooed and babbled. Her feathers tickled the nose of her twin, though he didn't really do much besides give an annoyed sneeze and wrinkled up his pudgy nose. The little girl giggled, then reached her hands up to her elder brothers, tiny fingers wiggling, as though beckoning to them.

Michael was the first to place a hand in, not really expecting her to have a strong grip on his larger fingers. He tensed when he felt an unknown Grace begin to caress his but slowly calmed as he realized that the Grace belonged to the female twin. It was curious and playful. The way that the soft, glowing power flickered almost seemed like a greeting. Interested, Michael slowly reached his own Grace out to meet hers. She squealed in delight, her tiny wings flopping uselessly about, whacking her younger brother, prompting him to fuss. Michael brushed a hand across his brow, and the darker feathered twin quieted. Michael fought the urge to coo at the two of them, as it was not something becoming of the Captain of Father's Host.

After she had let go, those same tiny hands reached out pleadingly for Gabriel and Lucifer as well. Gabriel beamed at Lucifer, who wore an expression of pride at the cleverness of the fledgling.

"At least she's polite, unlike someone," Michael jokes. Gabriel gasps in horror.

"Mikey! What a thing to say about Luci!" Gabriel shouts, earning an irritated noise from Lucifer and making the small girl laugh. At the loud noise from Gabriel, the male twin awoke more fully, screwed up his face and began to wail. The girl wriggled until she was all but wrapped around her twin, instincts guiding her movements. It made little difference; he continued to scream and cry. Gabriel looked sad, feeling guilty for waking his baby brother, but immediately perked when he remembered something. He started humming a small tune, his wings extending over the crib like a shield and causing a gentle wind to move the mobile doves.

"What are you doing?" Michael asked, confused. Gabriel simply ignored him in favor of singing a soft lullaby to the crying twin.

"My precious one, my tiny one, lay down your pretty head.

My dearest one my sleepy one, it's time to go to bed"

The female twin tore her eyes from her twin to look up at Gabriel, the melody and lyrics already beginning to engrave themselves into the fledgling's mind.

"My precious one, my darling one; don't let your lashes weep.

My cherished one, my weary one; it's time to go to sleep.

Just bow your head and give your cares to me.

Just close your eyes and fall into the sweetest dream, cause in my loving arms.

You're safe as you will ever be so hush my dear and sleep."

The boy fledgling began to quiet down as sleep began to take over again but the girl continued to stare and listen, fascinated by what Gabriel was doing.

"And in your dreams you'll ride on angels' wings.

Dance with the stars and touch the face of God

And if you should awake..."

She could feel her eyes growing heavy as Gabriel continued with the strange sounds that she's never heard before, but refused to allow them to close, wanting to listen to the sounds until they ended.

"My precious one, my tiny one

I'll kiss your little cheek

And underneath the smiling moon

I'll send you back to sleep."

Gabriel hummed the last few measures, watching with satisfaction as the twins' breathing became shallow with sleep. Lucifer smiled, remembering when he had once sang that song when Gabriel was still a fledgling. Michael was also smiling, remembering when he sang the same song to Lucifer when he was a fledgling too.

"They're so little" Gabriel said, examining their fragile bodies and delicate wings. His brothers smiled at him.

"Castiel and Zurina are bred to be warriors," Lucifer reassured him. "They will one day lead garrisons, command the powers and principalities. They won't stay small for long."

"No," Michael agreed. "It's our job to ensure that they grow to be strong."

Castiel loved to watch the humans. He may have been created to fight but he still loved to watch the sheer variety, the vast diversity of them. Love and Hate, Good and Bad, Kind and Malicious, Gentle and Cruel. However, with the apocalypse starting and Heaven preparing for battle, he hadn't had a chance to watch the humans as much as he had before. That didn't mean he still didn't watch them on occasion. In fact, that was what he was doing at that very moment. Cas couldn't bear to continue to watch Zachariah 'persuade' Dean to say 'yes' to Michael. Nor see the disappointment the older Winchester held for him because Cas wouldn't go against Zachariah. When Dean had asked for him without Zachariah present, Castiel had yearned to comply,to bring him to Sam like he had asked. But he didn't. He couldn't disobey again; to do so would mean falling. Instead, he made sure that Dean couldn't escape before leaving.

When Cas came to Earth and watched the humans he went to different families and watched each time. He watched how his gift all those years ago, Loyalty, had made humans have strong bonds with each other. He found that the majority of humans would choose their friends or family over their well being. He knew why Dean was so adamant about saving the world, but Cas could also see the darkness and pain of Earth. So he returned to Dean, apparently some time after Zachariah came back to talk more with the older Winchester, and tried to apologize.

It was safe to say that Dean did not forgive him. So he went to a human he knew, an odd yet intelligent female. She usually tried to help him understand the human ways, sometimes even with success. He found her at the park, which was typical for an afternoon like today, with her daughter. He couldn't see her at first, but he did see her daughter who noticed him right away. She was small for her age, delicate compared to other nine-year-olds. She resembled her mother physically in many ways with her midnight hair, light colored skin, and excited manner. Her eyes, on the other hand, were more like her father's, or so the mother had once said. They were a clear, blue-green that could be likened to a clear day at sea. However, none of these things were what attracted Castiel to the young child and her mother. What really caught his attention, the first time he'd run across them, was the fact that the child was half demon, half angel.

"Castiel!" The child shouts with glee as she expertly swung from the monkey bars, landing lightly on the ground, and raced over to him. She tackled into him and hugged his legs tightly, then moving away before he could react as if the hug never happened. "I'll go get Mommy!"

"Thank you, Capri," the angel says as the half breed runs off to fetch the older woman.

"Good afternoon, Castiel." The sudden voice interrupted him from his thoughts. Now standing in front of him was a woman, her usually messy hair was in a bun and her dark brown eyes, which almost looked like they had a violet tinge to them, were bright with affection as she gave him a small, crooked smile and following her was a Hellhound that stood to her waist.

"Hello Luna," Cas greeted back. "Fluffy." Cas nodded to the Hellhound.

"To what do I owe this pleasure, angel?" She asks, leaning against the rough trunk of a tree, crossing her arms. She was familiar enough with him, that she could read his contemplating expression which he'd worn seconds earlier.

"Why would humans prefer pain and grief over paradise?" Cas asked her, his face and voice betraying none of the desperation he felt. She gave a look that he has interpreted as 'you're going to have to give me more details than that'. So he did. He freely explained his most recent interaction with Dean and her confusion slowly turned to understanding.

"I see." She nods her head as she sits down on a nearby bench, thinking about how to explain this to him as he sat next to her. "Do you remember when we first met?" Fluffy placed his head onto Castiel's lap, wanting the Seraph to pet him. Cas frowned slightly at the demon dog's drool dripping onto his coat, but warily placed and stiff pat on the hound's muzzle.

"Of course." When Cas had tried to smite the child shortly after acquiring his vessel, her mother had stopped him. He was not prepared to have her see his true form and it confused him. She had miraculously convinced him not to harm the child. Fluffy, who had tackled him, had played a large part in the negotiations. In exchange, other than not expelling him from his vessel or having Fluffy tear into him, she taught him more about humans. He always thought she was a psychic because she knew many things about Heaven and Hell, far more than any human really should. He wasn't so sure she was human though with Fluffy the Hellhound always following her. He never sensed any other aura on her, but this also confused him because she was too strong for a normal human and her daughter is a half breed with no human aura whatsoever.

"What happened?" He gave her a confused look but indulged her.

"I was trying to smite Capri," he answers, making Fluffy huff in annoyance. She motions for him to continue. "Fluffy stopped me due to your orders, keeping Capri alive. What does this have to do with Dean?"

"Patience, Castiel. Do you know why we attacked you?"

"To protect Capri." Fluffy nudged the angel's hand, wanting to be petted.

"Why?" She asked, watching as Cas gave in and began petting the Hellhound.

"She is your daughter?"

"Yes, she's my family. I will do everything I can to protect my family, no matter how much it will hurt me," she explains. "Many human families are like this, protecting those they care for and love until the ends of the Earth." Cas continued to look at her with confusion. "Now, I know you don't quite understand yet, but I'm getting there. What is Sam to Dean? Tell me the history between the two of them."

"Dean and Sam are brothers. Their mother died with Dean was four and they've been hunting with their father ever since. Why are you asking me this? I've told you all of this before."

"So they're family," she states, ignoring his question. Cas hated when she starts ignoring his questions, it usually meant that he was being too impatient and had to play her game to get an answer now.

"Yes. They are family."

"And what did I just tell you about human families?"

"They protect each other."

"Correct. So tell me, Castiel, you're asking Dean to just let his baby brother break the final seal, putting his own family at risk for an angel's paradise. Do you understand what will happen? Lucifer and Michael will take their vessels, which are Dean and Sam, and fight each other until one of them dies. At the same time, as the battle is raging, humans will be in the middle of it all. You Father wanted you guys to love the humans more than him, right? So when you love someone, you will want to protect them the best you can. Tell me, Castiel. What do you think will happen to Capri and I? We are on Earth. We'll get caught in the crossfire and Capri is too young to keep the battle away from us and my husband has been missing since before she was born." Castiel stared at the ground, thinking everything over everything she just told him. "I think Dean's right, you know. I, too, would rather suffer through the grief and pain than being a servant in another's paradise. I would definitely fight to give my little girl a life without servitude. Who cares what anyone else says." Castiel looked over to Capri playing happily on the playground, no idea as to the war that is meant to happen, and then turning to Fluffy, whose eyes were closed in bliss. "Dean was right about one other thing." Castiel turned to look at Luna, curiosity in his eyes as she watches over her daughter. "You're already dead inside. Have been for a long time now." She turns to look at him. "I wonder what your twin would do if she was in your place?" Castiel flinched, forgetting that this human female knew more than he will probably ever know.

"I have to go. Thank you, Luna." With that Castiel disappeared, making the hellhound whine at the lost of contact. Cas reappeared behind Dean, who was about to take a bite of one of Zachariah's burgers; turned him around, making him drop the burger; pinned him to the wall, surprising the older Winchester; and covered his mouth, making Dean give him a questioning look as Castiel took the Demon Killing knife from his belt. Both were still and stared at each other, seeming to come to an agreement by mere looks alone. Cas released Dean's mouth once the human male nodded his consent. When he had both arms free, Castiel cut open his vessel's arm and quickly painted the wall in blood before Zachariah could stop him.

Castiel had just sent Dean off to stop Sam from releasing his brother and Raphael was coming. There was light everywhere and the house was shaking like it was in the middle of an earthquake. Cas stands tall, ready to fight and give Dean time, and Chuck placed a hand on his shoulder. The angel turns his attention to Chuck, not liking this touch, and the prophet slowly took his hand away.

"WHAT IN ALL OF CREATION IS GOING ON?!" A familiar female voice shouts from the room behind them. The two turned and saw Luna standing there in shock, a sniffling Capri in one arm and a suitcase in the other with Fluffy whimpering next to them. "Is this why you wanted us out of the house?!" Cas went around the table and towards the woman and her child. Capri was holding onto her mother for dear life, reminding the angel of his twin when they were still fledgelings.

"What are you still doing here, Luna?!" Chuck asked, trying to talk over the ringing.

"We just finished packing!" Luna shouts back, fear and confusion in her eyes.

"You need to get out of here!" Cas shouts so she could hear him, placing his hands on her shoulders. Castiel glanced at Capri, seeing the small girl whimpering from all of the noise. "Get into the basement! Now!" Luna hesitated but ran after Cas sent Capri to sleep, Fluffy close on her heels. Chuck followed them, making sure they made it to the stairs alright, while Cas returned to his original position to protect them and Dean.

Dean and Sam were exploring the mess that had become Chuck Shurley's home in search for Cas. They cautiously stepped around the horribly messy floor, staring at the scattered papers and blood that were the result of the battle that was raged inside the house. They heard a creak from the living room behind them and followed it, hoping to at least see that Chuck was still alive in his own house. Dean stayed in the living room, looking for clues, while Sam left to check closer to the stairs, hoping to find the source of the creaking. Sam let out a scream and Dean pulled out his gun as Sam was suddenly tackled, a knife to his throat. When everything settled, Sam was looking up at a woman with messy black hair that went down to her mid back.

"Who are you?" She growled out, pressing the knife closer to Sam's neck.

"We should be the ones asking the-" Dean didn't finish because he heard an all too familiar type of growl before he was suddenly thrown against the wall, knocking the gun from his hands. A little girl came around the corner, her eyes a demonic solid purple, with her hands held out, showing that she was the one to pin Dean to the wall.

"On the contrary, you're entering someone else's home uninvited. Now, who are you? And why have you entered into our home?" The woman growled out.

"Luna, Capri, stop!" Chuck said, coming into the room with a plunger in his hands. The two girls turned their heads to look at the prophet. "They're Sam and Dean Winchester." The older woman looked from one brother to the other before turning to her daughter, who released Dean with a single look from her mother, and then getting off of Sam. Capri's eyes returned to their blue-green human eyes before bounding to her mother's side. Dean could hear a scuffle of paws before seeing one of the woman's arms bow outward as if wrapping around something invisible.

"What the hell?" Dean asked, staring at the mother and daughter duo while helping Sam up.

"Sorry," Chuck said for the two. "This is Luna, her daughter Capri, and their hellhound Fluffy. They've been staying with me for a long time."

"Fluffy?" Dean questioned. Chuck shrugged but continued.

"I'm so glad you guys are okay. In my last vision, you," Chuck gestured to Sam, "went full-on Vader. Your body temperature was 150, your heart rate was 200, your eyes were black!"

"Your eyes were black?" Dean asked, turning to Sam.

"I didn't know," Sam said, sad and disappointed in himself.

"What does it mean when their eyes turn black?" Capri asked, looking up at her mother.

"It's like when your eyes turn purple, darling," Luna said, taking her arm off the invisible hound and picking her daughter up.

"Where's Cas?" Dean asked, trying to ignore the fear he had for the hellhound.

"He's dead. Or gone. The archangel smote the crap out of him," Chuck said, sadly. As the boys continued to talk about Cas, Capri pointed at something in Chuck's hair, gaining her mother's attention. The older woman walked forward and shifted Capri so she wouldn't fall before pulling the thing that Capri was pointing to out of Chuck's hair, making the prophet freeze before turning to see what Luna had. "Oh, God. Is that a molar? Do I have a molar in my hair?" Chuck started to get worked up. "This has been a really stressful day." Capri held her hands to him, wanting to hug the prophet. Chuck took Capri from Luna and allowed the child to hug him.

"It's okay Uncle Chuck," Capri reassured. Luna heard Dean mumbling to himself. Apparently his brother heard it because the two started arguing about Castiel helping them and what they should do next. Chuck quickly gave Capri back to her mother as Fluffy began to growl.

"Run!" Chuck told her. "They're coming!" Luna had only just taken Capri into her arms when they arrived.

"Thought we'd find you here," Zachariah greets far too cheerfully, standing by the kitchen sink with two other angels. Luna instantly had a snarl cover her fear as she barely held the hellhound back with one arm. "Play time's over, Dean. And look, you've even led us to a little abomination." Luna put Capri down, who scurried to hide behind Chuck, and stormed over to the angels and slapped Zachariah. Hard. The angels were shocked by her strength, Dean was shocked that she didn't seem to be hurting at all, and Fluffy just growled at the other angels as he challenges them to make a move.

"Don't ever call my daughter that," she growls out.

"Lurina," Chuck scolds, getting her attention. "Take Capri and go. Quickly." She nods, knowing not to argue this time, and picks Capri up before leaving with Fluffy following them. Once Zachariah recovered from the unexpected slap, he returned his attention to Dean, vowing to destroy the child later.

"How did the talk with your number one fan go?" Luna asked as she walked into the kitchen, leaving Capri to sleep on the couch with Fluffy keeping watch over her. Chuck was rubbing his face, already frustrated. "That bad?" Chuck only groaned in response, making Luna chuckle. "Don't worry." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'll help them once I am able to leave work."

"I know," Chuck said. "You have to be careful when you leave with them, Lurina. I don't want to have to tell Capri that her mother's dead." Luna just laughed.

"We both know that I'm one of the best fighters on Earth," she says, a smug smirk on her face.

"That's only because you literally learned from all of the best," Chuck counters.

"Very true," she agrees with a nod. "But that also means that I can take care of myself without using any or very little of my abilities. Plus, I'll have Fluffy with me the majority of the time." Chuck nods. "Don't worry, really. Once I bring my brothers back together, we will heal Heaven and all will be well."

"Then why haven't you told Castiel who you are?" Chuck asked. Luna lowered her head with a sigh.

"You know why. This is the only way for me to get close to him until he understands."

"I know. He trusts you this way."

"I will tell my brothers when I'm sure they won't run out on each other. For now, we need to get some rest. We have much to do." Luna left him alone to pick up her daughter and walk up the stairs to their room to sleep with Fluffy groggily padding along behind them.

Dean placed his drink down and looked over at a terrified Castiel. Dean wasn't sure if he should pity the poor angel or laugh. After debating it for a minute, Dean decided on pity.

"Hey," he called out, getting Cas' terrified eyes to focus on him. "Relax."

"This is a den of iniquity," Cas said as evenly as possible, his eyes wide and back ramrod straight. "I should not be here." Dean's face scrunched up in slight irritation, but mostly fond exasperation.

"Dude, you full-on rebelled against Heaven. Iniquity is one of the perks." Dean glanced over his shoulder and saw one of the ladies strutting over to them. "Showtime." Dean made himself look like they weren't just talking about supernatural events as Castiel began to freeze up and stare at the blonde woman coming over to their table.

"Hi," she greeted sweetly. "What's your name?" Cas froze. He wasn't sure where to look, how to act, or what to say. Dean had taught him earlier that humans lie when they really wanted something. Maybe if he pretended that he was mute then the woman would take more interest in Dean and leave him alone.

"Cas!" Dean shouts. Of course Cas wouldn't have that much luck. The angel decided to take a swing of the burning drink in front of him while Dean talked. "His name is Cas. What's your name?" She proceeded telling them her name was 'Chastity', probably not really her name but Dean didn't really care. The hunter set her and Castiel up together, giving the angel some instructions with some cash and a threat to push him before letting them leave into one of the back rooms. Dean chased after another woman and was talking with her for a while before 'Chastity' screamed and Dean went racing into the back, his hunter's instincts kicking pass the alcohol in his system. He slowed down when he saw Chastity yelling at Castiel.

"Get out of my face! No! Leave me alone! Bastard! Screw you, Jerk!" She threw a bottle at him and Cas subtly used his powers to move the bottle away from hitting his face. "I'll kill you!" She started to stomp away when she saw Dean in the hall. "Screw you, too!" She shouts, getting into Dean's face. Dean just got out of her way with his hands in the air as a form of surrender. She then stormed away, screaming all the whole way while Dean turned to Cas with a confused look.

"What the hell did you do?" Dean asked, getting closer to Cas so no one would have to hear them.

"I don't know. I just looked her in the eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father, Gene, ran off. It was because he hated his job at the post office." Dean rolled his eyes at the angel, now fully understanding what happened.

"Oh, no, man," Dean groaned, although he couldn't help the puff of a laugh at the angel's innocence.

"What?" Cas asked, confused by the humans.

"This whole industry runs on absent fathers," Dean explained. "It's- It's the natural order." Dean tried, he really did try, to keep the amused smile off his face. The hunter turned to leave the hall and saw two guards that just entered, ready to kick them out. "We should go. Come on." Dean turned to run the opposite direction, seeing an exit sign there, and grabbed Castiel when he didn't move right away. They escaped the back way, thankful that he had parked the car in the alley, and Dean turned to look behind them as they walked through the last door to make sure they weren't being followed. When he was sure they weren't followed, Dean bent over and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Cas asked, confused by the hunter's reaction. Dean straightened up, still laughing, and placed an arm around him, pulling the still shaken angel in closer.

"Oh, nothing," Dean chuckled out, leading Castiel towards the Impala. "It's been a long time since I laughed that hard." Dean's face instantly turned sour when he saw some guy leaning up against the back of the Impala. He couldn't see his face because of the black helmet over his head. "Who the hell are you? And get off Baby!" The guy chuckled, surprising Dean with how feminine it sounded. The hunter suddenly froze when he felt something brush past the arm that wasn't on Cas but didn't see anything there. Castiel smiled at the empty air next to Dean.

"Looks like you boys have been having fun," the guy said, again in a more feminine voice.

"Hello Luna," Cas greeted, making Dean stare in shock as the person with the helmet laughed. They pushed off of the Impala and reached for the helmet with practiced ease.

"Good to see you alive, angel. I heard the scream and thought someone was being murdered. When I saw the Impala, I thought you guys could use an extra set of hands," she said, letting her messy locks fall from their prison. Her dark brown eyes, which seemed to be glowing a little more violet in the dark, met their gaze as she gave them a soft smile. "So angel here made one of the ladies mad." It wasn't a question but the boys still nodded anyways. She laughed at their antics and walked with them back to their car with Fluffy, her motorcycle parked right next to the Impala. "Since you boys seem to be fine, I'll just head out. I have my own mission to fulfill after all."

"Mission?" Cas asked.

"Yes. A mission to get my family back together," she says softly before swinging her leg over her bike, her hound standing next to the two wheeled motor vehicle.

"Hey, where's the kid?" Dean asked, hoping she didn't bring her daughter on dangerous adventures like this. Even if they did have a Hellhound protecting them.

"Chuck is watching over her while I look for my brothers." She takes her helmet from under her arm and was about to put it on her head when Cas stopped her.

"Luna, may I ask you something before you go?" Cas asked, making her pause and place her helmet on her bike's handles.

"Of course, Castiel."

"Why do humans have lie when they really want something?" He asked. Dean gave him a confused look before turning to Luna, who was smiling and loving how Cas wanted to learn about the humans.

"Humans don't have to lie, but there are some instances where lies are preferred. For example, Dean and Sam, as well as other hunters, have to lie about being part of the government so that they can get the information needed to stop the creature they happen to be hunting at the time. Some humans aren't exactly nice and lie to get their way in the 'normal' world. Humans will sometimes lie to protect their friends and family," she explained after a moment of thought.

"Why would they lie to friends and family?" Cas asked.

"It's like what we talked about before, angel. They want to protect them from some of the cruel truths."

"One more thing." She nods for Castiel to continue. "You told me before that your brothers turned their backs on you. Why would you still go after them?" Dean watched as Luna sat back in her seat with a sigh. She looked away, thinking about how to word her thoughts. Fluffy nudged one of her hands and she scratched behind his ear while thinking of a response.

"Because…" she looked up into Cas' eyes. "They're family. They're my family. And I have information for them that will hopefully help us to reconnect. We need to be brought together again so that we can save our home. Our home is slowly destroying itself, Castiel. And unless my brothers and I can get together, our home, the place where we all grew up together, will be no more." She gave a shuddering breath. "You ask me why I would go after them, and it isn't just because of our home. Family, Castiel, is the most important thing anyone will ever have. If you get upset with each other, you're supposed to be able to talk it out, not shut them out and beat each other." She turned her attention to Dean, knowing he needs to hear this as well. "It doesn't matter how much of a chick flick the moment becomes with the talk, just as long as you guys can understand each other." She returned her gaze back to Castiel. "It isn't going to be like before. Too much has happened for that to be possible." Castiel turned his gaze to the floor, knowing full well what she's referring to. "But that doesn't mean you can't make a new bond with them. A sort of reset, if you will. So long as all sides wish to join the reset." She fingered her helmet before speaking again. "Family will always find ways to hurt you, but you must learn to forgive them and forgive yourself."

"Have you?" Cas asked, making Luna smile.

"I did. I forgave them the moment they turned their backs on me and I forgave myself the moment I first held Capri." A small and sad smile spread across her face. "Now, enough of the chick flick moments. I've got to get on the road. Good luck boys, I'll be seeing you all later." With that, she placed her helmet on and started her bike. "Let's go, Fluffy!" She tore out of the alley with the hound racing right next to her. When she was out of sight, Dean turned to Cas.

"How do you know Luna?" Cas in turn, told Dean about their first meeting, as the boys got into the car. "Wait, so Capri is half demon and half angel? How does that even work?"

"Yes, she is a half breed. I honestly don't know the full story. Luna refuses to tell and somehow she can block me from reading her mind. I only recently found out that she was living with Chuck," Castiel said by the end. "She also won't tell me how she acquired a Hellhound. How do you know Luna?"

"She tackled Sam and her kid threw me against a wall while the hellhound growled at me," Dean grumbled. "Why name it Fluffy?"

Hey! AlwayzHuman here with my first Supernatural fic. Let me know what you think of it. I thank my beta, AlexisJames, for helping me with editing and detailing. Remember, Reviews help fuel the motivation to write.