Summary: AU. The Novaks find a new family has moved in on their block, and discover that they seem to be complete strangers to kindness. But the three youngest kids find that the kids in that family need kindness more than anyone. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Isabelle Winchester.

A/N: Hi! Wooo! Okay, I've not listed any specific characters on the story details because there's so many being mentioned.

So, pairing wise, I think you may be able to guess who's gonna be with who, and one will come as a surprise (hopefully).

I really hope you enjoy this first chapter!

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-One: Beginnings-

The truck pulled away, leaving just a few boxes on the driveway of the house just down the street. The seventeen year old twins, Castiel and Jimmy, watched as the family of six stood on the street, the father looking tired and weary while the mother looked nervous, holding a boy in her arms who could only be a year old if that. Then came a boy who was about thirteen, maybe fourteen, and the two older kids who were clearly twins, looking about the same age as Jimmy and Castiel.

Castiel's mouth went dry as he looked at the male twin, seeing how stunningly beautiful his green eyes were, how strong he looked and how his dirty-blonde hair looked so soft he just wanted to run his hands through it. Jimmy, on the other hand, couldn't take his eyes away from the female twin. Her long, dirty-blonde curls hung over her shoulders and her green eyes seemed to brighten as she took her baby brother, who looked very similar to her mother. She held the little boy close and her full lips pressed against his head, Jimmy smiling at how the baby grinned and pulled on her hair.

"We should go and say hi." Lucifer said, going to the stairs, "Michael! Gabriel! Anna! The new family's here!"

Anna, the Novak family's thirteen year old cousin, appeared in the living room, hair freshly brushed as she carried her laptop, as always under her arm. She was wearing pink today, as usual on a Saturday and she was getting ready to plug in the computer before she was stopped by Lucifer, who laughed as Gabriel trudged into the living room with a pained expression on his face.

"Anna, forget Facebook for five minutes and come and greet the new family." Lucifer told her, "You shouldn't even be using Facebook at your age."

Anna put her laptop down, sighing and looking at Castiel who was still mesmerised as he stared out of the window.

"Someone's looking interested." She muttered, going over to him and winding her arms around him, "What're looking at, sweetie?"

Castiel didn't answer and Anna followed his line of sight, smiling as she saw what or rather who her cousin was staring at.

"Wow!" She laughed, "He's a cutie."

"Who's a cutie?" Gabriel asked as he limped towards the window, chuckling as he saw who Jimmy was gawping over, "Wow, Jimbo...bit out of your league, right?"

"Gabriel!" Michael scolded as he entered the room, "Leave your brother alone before I break your other foot. Where the hell are your crutches?"

"Don't need 'em." Gabriel replied, Michael glaring at him before he sighed, "They're in my room. I'll get them."

"No, you sit right down, young man." Michael said, sitting his nineteen year old brother on the sofa before rushing to get the crutches.

Gabriel looked to Lucifer and sighed.

"You two..." He sighed, "Just 'cause you're twenty-five, it doesn't mean to say that you can push us around."

"We're your legal guardians, short-ass." Lucifer snapped, awaiting his twin's return with Gabriel's crutches.

"I'm nineteen, you ass!" Gabriel retorted, "You ain't my guardian anymore."

"Oh, that means you're a grown up, huh?" Lucifer asked, "Well, the minute you get a job and start paying for your own stuff, then I'll stop being your guardian and you can do whatever you want, because until then and while you still live under this roof, you'll still abide our rules and we'll still be your guardians, alright?"

Gabriel just huffed and folded his arms, chuckling as Castiel and Anna giggled and whispered to each other, probably about something to do with the green-eyed hunk across the street.

Lucifer looked through the window and watched as the family still carried boxes inside, the young girl still holding the baby in her arms, and it appeared she was rocking him to sleep. It was only eleven in the morning, so why the kid needed to sleep, he didn't know. "What's the point in putting a baby to sleep at eleven in the morning?" He asked, Anna looking up at him.

"It depends on how long the little sweetie's been awake for." She said, "If he's been up since early this morning then he'll need a sleep right about now."

"How do you know?" Gabriel sneered, Anna grabbing a book that rested beneath her laptop.

"I'm studying child development as an extra subject, you assbutt!"

"Stop the fighting, you two." Michael scolded, "And stop stealing Castiel's insult."

Lucifer shook his head and sighed, turning to the family.

"Listen, guys, just carry on as normal. We'll go when they've settled in, huh?"

"Dean, put that box of video games down and come and help me set up this crib for Adam!"

Dean sighed, putting his box down and heading into the room that would be his baby brother's nursery, finding his father sat there trying to put the crib up.

"Come on. Your mom needs help unpacking in the kitchen, and she and Sam can't do it all on their own, okay?" He said softly, "Plus, the buggy isn't set up so poor Izzy's sat outside holding Adam."

"I'm here, I'm here!" Dean cried, the seventeen year old sitting on the soft blue carpet and helping his father.

Downstairs, Sam struggled to lift a box of plates as he went to take them into the living room, his mother, Mary rushing to stop him. As always, Mary was a very concerned mother and she didn't want Sam to hurt himself.

"Oh, sweetie, leave that one!" She cried, "You'll...uh...Remember your muscles, honey..."

With a gentle smile she kissed him and passed him a box full of towels, table cloths and place mats. The weight was ridiculously light and Sam raised an eyebrow, looking as though he couldn't believe she'd just taken something like a box of plates away from him. It wasn't like he couldn't pick them up for God's sake. Sam had a muscle deficiency, which meant that he couldn't lift certain things that were too heavy. He often dropped heavy loads after a while, and had once almost dropped Adam, which now meant that he could never carry him. He could only sit and hold him.

"Here. Much better isn't it." She said with a smile, lifting the box of plates herself and placing them on the kitchen table, "Izzy? Bring Adam in here, honey!"

"But, Mom...!" Isabelle replied, walking into the kitchen from the hallway whilst keeping Adam cradled to her chest, the baby crying and sobbing as she tried to soothe him, "It's too noisy in here."

"Well go and sit on your bed then." Mary replied, Isabelle sighing in response.

"Fine."

She headed upstairs with her little brother and smiled, rocking him slowly and gently as she did. Sitting on her bed in her new room, which was a lovely shade of lilac, she looked down at her little brother, smiling softly at him. Adam wasn't a planned baby, but Mary couldn't bear to have an abortion despite John wondering if they were too old to be able to look after a new baby, especially with three teenagers in the house, but as soon as they'd been for their first scan, John knew that they could care for a new baby. Dean and Isabelle were certainly mature enough, and Sam was so excited about a new baby coming. Adam continued to cry, looking up at his big sister and letting out a little hiccup and sob.

"It's okay, sweetie pie..." She whispered, rocking him in her arms, "Shhh, stop those tears, my angel..."

The little boy wriggled and cried even louder, Isabelle not knowing what else to do other than to sing him a lullaby. As she sang Sweet Child of Mine by Guns 'n' Roses, Adam drifted into sleep, his sister continuing to rock him until the crib for him was built. She just wanted this day to be over with as soon as possible. She didn't want to stay here. She wanted to move back to Lawrence, Kansas, but her twin brother almost got killed in the school yard when the kids found out he was gay, and their parents had refused to stay there any longer. Sioux Falls was nice, and they knew one person in the city who might be able to look after them and help them out if they needed it.

Bobby Singer was a good friend of her father's and had taken on both John and Dean at his salvage yard. Mary worked at a local day care centre with two to four year olds, which meant that sometimes, Isabelle would have to look after Sam and Adam herself. Adam was being looked after in the same day care centre where Mary worked, but to keep him with his routine, she asked Isabelle to come and pick him up every day. With the nursery being only a ten minute walk away from the school, that wouldn't be a problem.

Until Isabelle and Dean's cars arrived, the family would have to mange with travelling together on a morning and at night. Since everyone started at different times, and worked different days and hours, it would make things pretty hectic on a daily basis. There was a truck bringing Dean's black beauty, a 1967 Chevrolet Impala, and Isabelle's dark blue Peugeot 380CC Allure which the kids had received as presents for passing their driving tests.

Isabelle approached her bedroom window, sighing before continuing to hum gently, keeping Adam safe in her arms until her father and Dean had finished setting up the nursery.

-TBC-

I really hope you enjoyed this!

As always, reviews are very welcome, much loved and incredibly appreciated.

Thanks for reading so far!

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