Hey all! I'm back and with a Supernatural fic to get back into this. Pretty excited 'cuz I've only been into this show for a year now and have been wanting to write a fic for it for a while!

To start off: I got the idea for this from afaithfulwriter890's story Dean's Babysitting Hell. It's really funny and gave me inspiration to write this!

This story doesn't really fit into the Supernatural time line all that much. It sort of takes place during season five, with the whole apocalypse fiasco, but Gabriel is much more involved with the boys as opposed to the real story. And they already have the bunker. It's more of an AU I guess. Enjoy!

"Dean, this feels... off," Castiel murmured as he and Dean entered an abandoned warehouse.

"Shut up, Cas," Dean whispered angrily. Cas glanced over at the hunter. He was nervous. They'd come to the warehouse on the word of a traitor demon once loyal to Lucifer. Apparently this is where the ex-angel had taken Sam. "I can't believe Gabriel never showed."

Gabriel had promised to help find Sam. He'd taken an interest in the boy, especially since it was this boy who would pretty much decide the fate of humankind. But they hadn't heard from the arch-angel in four days, even when Dean prayed for him to show up. Castiel was worried about his brother, but it wasn't too unlike Gabriel to up and vanish like this. After all, he was also the Trickster. Still, he kept promises he made. Especially when it came to Sam. Which meant something happened to him.

The boys entered a large room, completely empty, that had three possible exits. Splitting up would be a bad decision here, where there may or may not be countless demons ready to kill them.

"I guess we start left, sweep that side of the building, and if we don't find them, try the..." Dean began.

They heard a scream. Dean's eyes widened, fear coursing through his veins. He knew that scream all too well.

"C'mon!"

They ran to the scream. It led them down a few halls and then down a staircase. Castiel found it odd that there were no demons anywhere. Normally they would have had to cut through dozens of them to get this close to Lucifer, of all people. But there were none.

The screaming stopped as they reached two wooden doors. Dean tried the handles, but of course they were locked. He rolled his shoulders and then slammed into the door. Two more times and they were in.

The room was dim, but both men could see just fine. The first thing- person- Castiel saw was his brother Gabriel, but he was the size of a child. There was a piece of tape over his mouth and he was tied down to a chair. Castiel met Gabriel's eyes and his older-younger brother flicked them over to the right. With a frown Castiel turned his attention away from Gabriel.

"What the..." Dean mumbled, seeing Gabriel as a child, no more than three or four.

"Dean," Cas breathed. "I think I found Sam..."

Dean turned his head. Lucifer was lounging on a couch, holding a baby in his arms. "Hello boys."

"What did you do to them?" Dean demanded. His brother looked to be about five or six months old.

Lucifer smirked. "Can you really not tell?"

Castiel took a deep breath. "Change them back."

Lucifer ignored him, eyes trained on Dean. Castiel took this opportunity to slowly back over to the wall. "I've decided that, since Sammy here refuses to be my vessel, he needs to suffer until he will agree. I hadn't meant for Gabriel to fall into my spell, but he happened to show up at the wrong time, trying to take little Sammy away from me. Anyways, it's so much easier to deal with a three-year-old with limited powers than a true arch-angel. Now I can raise Sammy boy up the way I want, training him to be my vessel."

"I don't think that'll be happening," Castiel decreed. He raised his hand and slammed it against the wall, finishing the Enochian sigil that would banish Lucifer long enough to get them all to safety.

Lucifer vanished and Sam started crying. Dean rushed over and gathered up his (literally) baby brother in his arms. Castiel freed Gabriel, relieved he hadn't been banished along with Lucifer.

Gabriel stretched slowly, trying to revive his sore muscles. He sat down on the dirt floor and started crying as pain shot through them.

Dean's eyes widened. "Cas..."

"This isn't good," Castiel breathed. "I had no idea Lucifer had this kind of power. Not in that vessel, at least."

"How do we fix it?" Dean wondered, rocking Sam. His brother stopped crying.

"I'm not sure..." Castiel admitted. He cocked his head to the side and glared. "Gabriel! You are an Angel of the Lord! Stop this crying and act like an adult!"

Gabriel looked up through tear-filled eyes and cried harder. Dean cursed. "Dammit, Cas, they're children now. You can't talk to them like they're grown-ups."

Dean walked over to the two angels. "C'mon, Gabe, wanna go home?"

Gabriel looked up and sniffled. He nodded, reaching his arms up. Dean grimaced, then picked him up as well, shifting Sam. "Damn, I'm gonna have to get car seats and crap like that."

"We can't just treat them like kids, Dean," Castiel stated, following the hunter back outside. "They're not kids. They're adults. Gabriel's thousands of years old."

"Well, they're children now, Cas," Dean snapped. "Kid's bodies, kid's brains. We treat them like kids now, got it? Until we figure out how to turn them into their-selves again."

Castiel sighed. "There's a town not far from here that has a Wal-Mart."

"That's the spirit," Dean mumbled. He was not looking forward to this, taking care of baby Sam (again) and now toddler Gabriel too.

They reached the car. Castiel opened the back door. "I guess I should sit back here and hold Sam..."

Dean nodded. Castiel climbed in and Dean handed over his baby brother. Sam started crying immediately in the unsteady hands of the human-angel. Dean buckled Gabriel in, gritting his teath.

"At least Lucifer gave them decent clothing," Dean mumbled as he started up his car. It was true. Sam had a diaper and baby-sized clothes. Gabriel was wearing slightly-too-large pants and a t-shirt.

As the pulled onto the highway, Castiel turned his attention from the crying baby to Gabriel. "Gabriel, can you tell me what happened?" He tried to keep his voice friendly and light, but he had no prior experience with children.

Gabriel look up. "Lucifer changed us," he said, his voiced scared and tired. Sam's crying quieted at the sound of Gabriel's voice.

Castiel rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know that already."

"Watch your tone," Dean warned from the front. "I don't want him crying too."

"Where we goin'?" Gabriel wondered.

"Wal-Mart," Dean answered.

"Why?" Gabriel asked.

"We need to get stuff," Dean answered.

"I'm hungry," Gabriel stated.

"We'll get dinner soon," Dean promised.

"I'm hungry now," Gabriel whined.

"Gabriel! Shut up!" Castiel exclaimed. Gabriel started crying again. Sam cried louder.

"Dammit, Cas!" Dean groaned. An idea popped into his mind. "Hey, Gabe."

Gabriel looked over at Dean, his face a mix of tears and snot. "Yeah, Dean?"

"Do me a favor and talk to Sammy," Dean requested. "He likes your voice."

Gabriel grinned. "Ok!" He turned to Sam. "Hey Sammy. Shhhhh. Why you cryin' like that? Dean and Cas made Luci go away! Now we're gonna go get food and go to Wallymart."

Sam quieted once again, eyes on Gabriel. The little angel grinned wider. "Dean! He stopped!"

Dean chuckled. "Figured that would work."

Sam yawned. 'Hey Jude' played on the radio and he easily fell asleep.

"Sam's asleep," Castiel noted.

Dean smirked. "Yeah, I thought so. 'Hey Jude' always put him to sleep when we were little."

Gabriel stared wide-eyed out the window as they took an exit and drove into town. Little colorful shops lined the streets they went down. A huge sign for Wal-Mart loomed in the near distance. Dean let out a breath of relief. He was terrified of getting pulled over before they made it to the store. Now they would be fine.

"And a Mickey-D's, too," Dean said out loud as they pulled into the parking lot. He shut off the engine and hurried over to free the now-restless toddler. Castiel handed Sam over to Dean and Gabriel grabbed Dean's free hand. Dean held it tight, knowing the toddler-angel would run as soon as he saw the candy and toys inside.

First they went to McDonald's. Dean ordered food for himself, Castiel, and Gabriel. As soon as they had the food, he sat the two angels down in a booth. "Stay here," he ordered. "I have to go buy car seats before we get the rest of their stuff. Don't go anywhere. I'll be back in a few minutes. Gabe, be good for Cas. Promise me, and I'll buy you a special treat later if Cas says you were good."

Gabriel's eyes lit up at the prospect of a special treat. "I promise!"

Dean nodded at Castiel and hurried off. Castiel grabbed Gabriel's toy and held it up. "Eat all your food first."

Gabe sighed, but nodded. Castiel opened the bx of chicken nuggets and emptied the french fries and apples onto the tray. Then he finally bit into his Big Mac. He found it surprisingly good.

Ten minutes later Dean was back. Castiel had finished his food, but Gabriel was still eating. The toddler grinned at seeing Dean and Sam back.

"I was good!" he exclaimed. "Tell 'im, Cas! I was good!"

Castiel nodded. "Gabriel was good."

Dean laughed. "Good. Keep being good when we're shopping and you'll get two special treats."

Dean quickly at his own food. Sam was still sleeping, now in a shopping cart with a brand-new baby carrier in the front seat.

Gabriel finished a few minutes later. "Toy?" he asked Castiel. Castiel handed over the toy, still in the bag.

"Dude, you can't give a three-year-old the toy still in a bag," Dean sighed. Gabriel handed him the toy and Dean freed the prize. It was a tiny stuffed bear.

"Let's get shopping," Dean decided, handing the toy to Gabriel. "Gabe, come put one hand on the shopping cart please."

Gabriel held onto the shopping cart with one hand and walked right next to Dean. Cas walked on the other side of the toddler-angel. They walked to the boy's clothes section first.

"Gabe, you pick out some shirts," Dean decided. Castiel followed Gabriel to the t-shirts while Dean grabbed pants, underwear, and socks. He'd done the same thing for Sam back when Sam was three, so he had a good idea of what size clothes to get. The angels shortly returned with Castiel carrying a pile of t-shirts. Gabriel grabbed the cart again and they made their way to the baby section. Here Castiel was completely clueless, so Dean did all the work. He send the powerless angels over to the toy section so Gabriel could pick out two toys, his special treats.

Sam woke up while Dean was picking out clothes. He started crying right away. Dean smiled at him. "Hey, Sammy, shhhh, I'm right here."

Sam quieted instantly. He followed Dean with his eyes. Dean's heart broke. He knew the real Sam was in there somewhere, but there was no way to see him. He'd glimpsed the real Gabriel a couple times so far, but it seems like their adult selves were trapped behind a wall or something.

"Just gotta grab some formula and baby food, Sammy," Dean promised. "Then we'll head home and get you taken care of, ok, kiddo?"

Sam smiled at his brother.

"He's so cute," a voice said. Female. Dean spun around.

"Thanks," he answered, not even bothering to "examine" her the way he normally would. No, he had too many other things on his mind right now.

"Do you..." The girl began.

"DEAN!"

Gabriel ran over to Dean, crying again. He had two stuffed animals and a truck in his arms.

"Gabe, where's Cas?" Dean asked, kneeling down to the toddler's level. "And I told you only two toys."

Gabe sniffled. He held up one of the bears. "For Sammy!"

Dean grinned, hugging Gabriel. "Awe, that's sweet Gabe."

Castiel came into view, glaring at Gabriel.

"He does not listen to me," he informed Dean.

Dean smirked. "You'll get the hang of it, Cas," he promised. Gabriel wasn't crying anymore. Instead he hid behind Dean, slightly afraid of the technically older angel. "Besides, he had one of the bears for Sammy."

Castiel rolled his eyes. He had no idea how Dean could be so good with kids.

"How sweet!" the woman exclaimed. Dean shook his head, surprised at the voice. He'd forgotten about the woman he was sort-of talking to. "You two adopted those boys?"

Castiel blinked. "Huh?"

Dean rolled his eyes at Castiel. "It's sort of like that, yeah. They're both actually family, but we have to raise them now."

"Awe!" the woman replied. "Here, hunny. If you two ever need anything, give me a call. It's so wonderful to see young people taking care of their family like this."

She handed Dean a business card and left. It had her name- Maura-, phone number, and a special sign that Dean easily recognized. A group of hunters had gotten together and agreed on a little symbol that they would put up for other hunters to find, should they ever need anything. And this woman's business card had it. He doubted she knew Dean himself was a hunter, but this knowledge would definitely come in handy.

"Ok, clothes, baby food, formula, bassinet, car seats..." Dean rattled off. "We will get more food later, closer to home. Cas, need anything?"

Castiel shook his head. Dean led them up front to the check-out lines. Gabriel stood on a bar on the cart and talked to Sam all about Wal-Mart while they waited. His baby brother paid attention to nothing other than Gabriel. They were almost through the line before Gabriel spotted the candy.

"DEAN!" Gabriel exclaimed. "CANDY!"

"No, Gabe," Dean replied. "No. It's too close to bedtime."

"But Dean!" Gabriel whined.

"I said no," Dean stated.

"But I want candy!" Gabriel cried.

"No candy," Dean said firmly.

"I want it!"

Dean looked away from Gabriel, blocking his access to the candy. A few older customers looked at him, annoyed. Then Sam started crying too.

"Gabriel!" Castiel snapped. "You made Sam cry!"

"I... want... candy..." Gabriel whined, falling to the ground.

Dean ran a hand through his hair. He held Sam, trying to soothe him while the cashier finished ringing up their total. Dean sighed and handed Castiel his wallet. The angel pulled out the required amount, thanked the cashier, took the change, and put their purchases into the cart. Dean picked up the screaming and kicking Gabriel and made their way out of the store.

No one said a word until everyone was in the car. Dean slammed a tape into the cassette player and peeled out of the parking lot. 'Hey Jude' came on and both boys stopped crying. Dean flew down the highway, Castiel next to him now that the boys both had car seats. Sam was once more asleep before the song even ended.

"Dean?" a small voice asked.

Dean looked into his rear-view mirror. Gabriel looked guilty. "I'm sorry."

Dean's anger subsided. "It's ok, Gabe," he sighed. "Next time when I say 'no', don't have another tantrum though. It makes Sammy upset, and you don't want that, right?"

"Right, Dean," Gabriel agreed. His tiny hands stroked Sam's cheek.

"Try to get some sleep, kid," Dean requested. "We've still got quite a few hours to go before we're home."

Gabe nodded, yawning. He closed his eyes and was out cold.

Castiel looked over at Dean now that the two little ones were asleep. "We need to figure out how to fix this," he stated.

"I know," Dean groaned. "But I don't know how. Or where to start. But maybe we can find something in the bunker? The Men of Letters have so many books. There's gotta be something in there."

"I hope so," Castiel muttered. "I'm not meant to be a dad."

Dean smirked. "Before long you'll be a perfect dad. I'll train you. I've got plenty of experience."

Castiel frowned. "You have no kids, Dean."

"Sammy," Dean stated. "My dad was never around, once I was old enough to do stuff for Sam instead. I pretty much raised that kid myself. It comes real easy, taking care of little kids, once you know what you're doing."

"I hope so," Castiel repeated. "Otherwise we're gonna need more help."

Dean rolled his eyes. Unfortunately there weren't many people who could help them.

Castiel yawned. "Get some rest, Cas," Dean ordered, taking a swig of coffee. "Still got a couple hours to go."

Castiel nodded and leaned his head back. For people who'd never had to sleep before, angels sure did fall asleep fast as humans.

Dean turned the volume on the radio up a bit. He hummed along to Metallica and continued the long drive home, more relaxed now that everyone was safe at least.

Well there you have it! My first Supernatural fanfic. Please tell me what you thought! Should I continue it? Will people actually read it if I do? And what do you want to see happen later?

Peace out ~

-Kris-