Sam and Dean had been living in the bunker for almost six months now, and they were still finding new things in there. Like the dungeon, the garage, and the computer. But this took the cake.
The Winchesters were going through the jars that were on the shelves in the computer room. They wanted to avoid opening any other jars containing "fictional" characters. They were doing pretty good at sorting out the jars and containers, until they got to the last jar. Sam, the giant, had to tip toe to reach it, when he got it he almost dropped it but managed to put it on an eye level shelf.
Dean turned around trying to see what caused Sam's mini heart attack, once he saw what was in the jar he knew that was the cause.
'What the fuck is this?' Dean asked.
'I-I don't know.' Sam said as he stared at the jar in pure shock.
In the jar was something strange, not a embryo in some weird fluid, or some human body part strange; it was a tiny little person kind of strange. The flat chest said it was a male, a tiny, even in the given proportions, towel barely covering his ass and junk. The tiny figure appeared to be sleeping curled in a ball at the bottom of the glass jar.
'Does it...look like C-Cas to you?' Sam stuttered as he leaned down closer to the jar like a little kid does a fish tank.
At that moment a little pair of intense blue eyes fluttered open, they blinked a few time sleepily before realizing something was not right. The creature tuned to Sam and stared for few long seconds, the hunter took this as an opportunity to study the little guy. It did in fact look exactly like Castiel, down to stubble.
Suddenly the mini Cas eyes grew in fear as he jumped up and moved as far back as he could in the jar it was in. Then the expression changed from fearful to intimidating as two pure white wings sprung from its back.
'Woah! Dean, look at this!' Sam urged as he moved aside so his brother could get a closer look.
'Holy shit, it does look like Cas.' Dean said as he mimicked Sam's earlier position.
'Should we call Cas?' Sam asked as he looked at the person in the jar, who dropped his facade and was looking at the two giants curiously.
'Well if someone found a little me with wings in a jar I'd wanna know about it, so yeah I'll call him.' Dean said before taking out his cell phone.
Cas had gotten better at answering his phone since he lost his angel army. The phone rang twice before Castiel answered the phone.
'Dean, now is not a good time.' Cas said from the other end, but something was up. He sounded out of breath.
'Cas are you- are you jerking off?' Dean asked with a smirk.
'No, I'm flying over Brazil.'
'Why?'
'Dean this isn't a good time, what do you want?' Castiel asked impatiently.
'We found something in the bunker, its small, in a jar, and looks exactly like you, oh, and has freakin' wings.' Dean said.
'WHAT?! YOU FOUND HIM!' Cas yelled so loud Dean had to hold the phone away from his ear.
'Where is he?'
Sam and Dean turn and see a rather out of breath Castiel standing there, with an urgent look on his face.
'Cas, you OK?' Sam asked as he approached the angel.
'Where is he?' the angel repeated.
'It's over here.' Dean said pointing at the jar, where the tiny Cas was pressed against the glass trying to look at the new comer to the room.
Cas ran to the shelf and stared at the jar like it was the most beautiful thing in the world.
The little creature looked at Cas and tilted his head in confusion, before putting a tiny hand against the glass.
Castiel put his finger where the hand was and both sets of blue eyes began to glow that angelic white hot glow. It wasn't as intense as the ones they've seen before so they only have to squint their eyes a bit. Once the light dimmed the two hunters were thoroughly confused.
'Um, Cas what's up with the light show, and why does that thing look like you?' Dean asked.
'It's not a thing it's mine.' Cas said defensively.
'OK, it's yours, but what the hell is it?' Sam asked.
'It's my cherub.' Cas said while smiling at the cherub.
'Cherub, like, a baby angel?' Dean ask with wide eyes.
'Well that's one way to put it.' Cas said, still looking loving at the jar.
'So it's...your son?' Dean asked.
'It is my offspring, angels don't have gender, you see a male because it is mimicking my vessel.' Cas explained before taking the jar off the shelf and opening it.
At first the cherub seemed unsure of weather or not he should out of the jar, but after an encouraging nod from Castiel he flapped his little wings and slowly flew out of the jar.
It flew around Castiel twice looking him up and down, then did the same to Dean and then Sam. After inspecting the three men the little angel landed in Castiel's hair.
'I thought you said you never had the occasion.' Dean said.
'Angels don't reproduce the way humans do, its kind of like a woman's menstrual cycle, angels call it the parting. All angels go through it every million years or so, but very, very few complete it. I got lucky this time.' Cas explained before reaching up and trying to take the cherub off of his head, but his son wasn't having it.
'The parting? Why call it that?' Sam asked while staring at the little guy who was now lying on top Castiel's hair like it was a bed.
Castiel sighed before dropping his arms, giving up on getting the winged creature off his head.
'Because, your very being is being divided to create a new life, made from your grace, memories, thoughts and feelings. Most angels don't have enough grace or control to complete the parting, so cherubs are very rare, but not so special that it would be a big deal to anyone.' Castiel said.
'OK, so I think I understand that, but how did your kid end up in the bunker, how long has he been down here?' Dean asked.
'I sent him here.' Cas said with a distant look, like he had realized something.
'What do you mean you sent him here? You didn't know where he was.' Sam said with confusion obvious in his voice.
'I was going through the parting years ago, it's part of the reason I was the one chosen to rescue Dean from hell. The parting increased my grace, so I'd still have enough for myself and my cherub. Through out the entire breaking of the seals I was, in your terms, pregnant. When I was killed by Raphael, it was right after the parting had ended, about ten seconds before actually. So I grabbed a jar, did a spell and sent him to place where it would be safe, and where you two would find and be able to take care of it.' Cas explained to two humans.
'So...me and Sammy are God Parents?' Dean said with a smile as he nudged his little brother.
'Dean shut up, Cas how did you know we would find it here?' Sam asked.
'I didn't, I just remember wanting my cherub in your care, I had no idea when or where you'd find him, just knew you would.' Cas said with his honest face on full blast.
'What are we gonna do with him?' Dean asked, pointing at the now sleeping cherub in the angel's hair.
Castiel reached up and carefully plucked the cherub out of his hair before gently placing its sleeping form on the shelf.
'How do we even begin to take care of this thing?' Dean asked.
'Its not a thing!' Castiel hissed.
Sam laughed at the shocked look on his brother's face before shaking his head.
'I'll see what the Men of Letters have on cherubs, for now I think we should find the little guy a bed.'
'Where do we get a tiny bed? A barbie doll set?' Dean joked.
'That is a good idea, lets go.' Cas said.
Before either brother could say anything Castiel and Dean were gone.
Sam chuckled before picking up the cherub and heading to the library. He looked at the tiny being in his hand, he was carrying a person, in one hand. That was weird to even think about, it was insane to actually be doing.
The cherub looked impossibly smaller in his(huge) hand, and as weird as it was, Sam had to admit it was probably the cutest thing he would ever see in his life.
'No name, below one foot, and I can already tell you're gonna be a hand full.' Sam sighed.
Oh how right he was.