So I've been a thinking, like no one can convince me otherwise that Lucifer does not care for his son, and it was obvious that Kelly loved him too, Jack that is. So what would it have been like if her and Lucifer were both there, and Jack had been born a literal baby instead of a baby in a mans body, how would they work out as new parents to a little tot with the battery pack of an archangel? Would that be a normal baby? A normal baby's mannerisms? Would they make good parents?
I like to think they would.
And thus this little thing was born. I hope you all enjoy it!
'I talk to God about you
And I ain't even met you yet
Everybody's waitin' on you here
I cant wait to feel your heart beat
When I lay you on my chest
I'm already holding back my tears
I wanna be the dad that my dad was
I hope I don't mess this whole thing up~'
**When I Pray For You - Dan + Shay
She came around to the sound the soft coos of a baby, making the sound only a newborn can make, one minute she was floating and the next she was back. Opening her eyes slowly she saw first the baby, laying among the blankets of the bed he'd been born on, and a strange man hovering above him.
He was smiling down at the tot, cooing down at him like any grown person would to a little baby, "You were gone, but, I brought you back."
He stood up straighter, black robes flowed around his figure, in his free hand was a scythe.
"I am Azrael. This is your baby son."
She looked down at the baby and smiled at him, he was perfect, a tuft of blonde hair crowned his little head and he gazed up at her with stormy blue eyes.
"He of course asked for you, and as his uncle, who am I to deny."
"How? Why?"
"That is always the question they ask.", Azrael did not look up at her, still focused on the babe, but his tone was soft and the words were for her and her alone, "Because, m'lady, your work is not yet done. I have watched you for a long time Kelly Kline."
He looked up at her with shining silver eyes and he smiled. With his title, she had expected something more frightening, something that would make her skin crawl, but his smile was soft. It was gentle. Soothing.
"My brother...Is so misguided. Perhaps we are to blame. Perhaps our Father. He was once better then us all, brighter, he taught us all to laugh."
Azrael reached into his robe sleeve for something, "He has not been shown the goodness that humanity can offer. You are pure Kelly Kline. You are stronger then any soul I have seen in a long long time. You shine. If only you could see yourself truly, how I can see you. You are going to do great things Kelly Kline. More then one life has been saved on this day."
Little pale hands reached upwards, and though she suspected it was to no one in particular, it looked like he was reaching for her and so she picked him up, swaddling him in a blanket that the other had pulled out of the sleeve of his robe.
"He wanted you, of course, and his father. You have the brightest soul I have ever seen. I can not tell you much but you are going to do great things."
The babe cooed up at her, his eyes shining, "I like the name too by the way, Jack, it fits him."
He held a long slim hand out to her and she took it, baby cradled close, allowing him to pull her up from the bed.
"Come Kelly Kline, perhaps we should stop the baby's father and Mary Winchester from leaving this universe."
She didn't understand what he was referencing.
"Stop."
The weak voice echoed across the back field, scratchy and dry, but strong in ways that most humans voices weren't . Sam and Dean spun around, first reaction to be for them to reach up with their weapons, Mary froze mid-punch and turned, her eyes widening at the sight of the other woman, Lucifer peered around the mother Winchester's shoulder.
Kelly Kine stood there, nightgown fluttering in the soft wind of the night, she was still pale from death but color was slowly coming back to her cheeks. Her eyes were still as vibrant as ever. In her arms, cradled and swaddled in a soft silken baby's blanket was the nephilim babe, cooing softly and reaching with tiny hands.
Behind her they aimed their guns, the tall cloaked man smiled at them and waved a hand, "Greetings humans, brother." his eyes swiveled down to the one on the ground and he shook his head, "This won't do."
Castiel's eyes opened suddenly, wide, and he took a large inhale. He sat up slowly, blinking once, twice, and gazed up at the tall figure before him. Azrael smiled down at him, leaning on his scythe as he bent, holding a slim pale hand out to him. Castiel took the offered appendage and the help in pulling himself up.
He'd been dead.
Lucifer had killed him.
"Azrael."
"Brother."
Kelly ignored them, focusing on the babes father, and she took a step forward. In her mind Azrael's words echoed to her. They were all she could hear. She could feel Azrael following behind, a protective sentry, and that alone made her take another step forward.
The baby seemingly recognized his father, reaching a little hand up to tug at Lucifer's chin, the archangel was shell-shocked at the sight of the little creature. This little thing before him. His creation. And for the first time, since the beginning, his mind went completely still. He couldn't look away from the little thing. This squirming little sack of flesh and bones.
It was his.
Kelly licked her lips.
"I know what you are."
His eyes shot up to meet hers and she nearly shivered at the coolness, "And I know what you've done."
Lucifer shot Azrael a look, "You've been rambling little brother.," the angel of death shrugged with a smile. Kelly tugged at his shirt drawing his attention back down to her, "And I've also heard what you can be. What you were. Who you are."
He didn't know what to say to that. It sounded like she was giving him the benefit of the doubt and no one had ever done that for him before. She was not listing off his wrongs, his failures, she was giving him a chance. Together they gazed down at the cooing baby, and she held up the little bundle, just a bit higher. Lucifer went wide eyed hands coming up on their own accord, instinct taking over from some deep buried memory.
"Do you want to hold him?"
"Kelly."
Azrael blocked Castiel's path and the other bowed to Death's Archangel. It was an amusing sight, seeing Lucifer try to hold a baby, he looked so scared like any new father would be. Kelly found it amusing enough, a smile ghosting her features as she helped him hold the baby correctly, guiding his hands to the right places. His hands were warm, to her own surprise, and her fingers seemed so much smaller then his. Lucifer cradled it carefully, a smile slowly spreading over his face, eyes shining like the babes.
He cooed down at him softly, rocking his arms gently, and he whispered, "Hello there little one," the babe cooed up at him, "Hello, you're so small, look at you," he smiled wider when the little one yawned much too big for one his little size, "Just look at you. Oh, are you sleepy? It's been an exciting day for you hasn't it?"
Kelly smiled at the pair, reaching up to stroke her little ones cheek, Lucifer smiled down at her for a moment before returning his gaze to the little babe in his arms, "What's his name?"
"Jack."
"It fits, perfectly," he cooed down at his little bundle of joy, grace bounding excitedly within when the little thing cooed and his eyes started to droop, "He has your eyes."
Lucifer had refused to give him back, and followed the mother back inside. Kelly showed him the baby's nursery and he smiled at the wall, "Did you do that?"
"Yes, I had some time on my hands."
"It's beautiful."
They tucked the baby into his crib and stood in the room silently, not wanting to wake him now that he was finally down for the count, but unable to step away. They just stood there, side by side, and watched their baby sleep.
Mary was waiting for them in the hall, Sam and Dean not far behind her either, Castiel hovering in the shadows.
"So now that he got to meet the kid, what do you say we do with him?"
"Who?", Sam turned to look at his brother, "With Lucifer or the baby?"
"Both?"
"You will leave them be.", Azrael spoke up for the first time in a while, his tone firm, "Your story is finished Winchesters. Their story has just only begun. Castiel.," the archangel turned to peer down at the seraph, "You will ensure that this family is left in peace."
The two stepped out of the nursery at that moment, Lucifer closing the door softly behind him, so that the babe would not wake.
Kelly brushed some stray hair from her face, her mind still ringing with what Azrael had told her, "He can stay here. With me."
She looked up, wrapping her arms around herself, "With me and Jack."
So would you be interested? Want to see Lucifer try his hand in parenting? Taking care of a new born baby? Personally I think it would be pretty funny.