Backstory: Emma Winchester never died, instead Dean had saved her from the Amazons and they found a way to stop her from aging so she has just celebrated her 17th birthday. Sam and Dean employed the archangels and Chuck to watch over her for a week while they went on a dangerous hunt and couldn't find anyone else. Lucifer and Michael are out of the cage for reasons. Based on a Tumblr post by user "batman-out". Thanks for the inspiration and I hope it doesn't disappoint. Sorry if the chapters seem short.
Monday
"You guys can't be serious?" Emma complained after Dean told her the plan
"We are very serious" Dean said as he sipped his bear
"I'm seventeen. I don't need a babysitter!" Emma whined and crossed her arms
"Technically you're a year old" Sam stated honestly
Emma huffed and pouted, looking back at her father.
"Please don't do this." She pleaded, giving the best puppy dog eyes to Dean, knowing that if Cas couldn't make it work she couldn't either, but it was worth a shot.
"Sorry, kiddo. You know the rules. It isn't safe, and your old man will sleep a lot better at night knowing you are watched after." Dean shrugged, finishing off his beer and placing it on the counter
"Fine..but can't I go stay with Sheriff Jodi? Or Crowley even? Why does it have to be them"
"They were available and mostly willing." Dean looked at his watch "Where the hell is Michael?"
"I didn't want to come" a serious, bored voice came from the other room
The three Winchesters walked into the living room. Michael sat on the old sofa, pretending to read over last Friday's newspaper.
"Well, we're very thankful you did." Sam said before giving Emma a pat on the shoulder "We have to get going"
"Behave yourself, please." Dean pleaded with his firstborn
"I'm not making any promises" Emma muttered and glared at Michael
"Try, for me" Dean gave Emma a kiss on the forehead "See you in a week"
"Bye, Dean. Bye Uncle Sam" Emma closed the door and locked it behind them
"You don't call him dad?" Michael asked from his seat
"Sometimes. He's uncomfortable with it."
Emma sat on the other end of the couch and picked at the strings hanging from the hole in the knee of her jeans. Michael continued "reading" the newspaper.
"This is going to be so much fun" Emma thought to herself
Eventually Michael folded the paper and placed it on the coffee table that was cluttered with empty beer bottles.
"Doesn't anyone use a trash can around here?"
"Not often" Emma shrugged, used to the her father and uncle's lack of housekeeping skills "I'm hungry"
Michael stared at her, with a raised eyebrow
"Can you not make yourself dinner?"
"I could, if there were food. We have cereal crumbs in the bottom of a box and six cans of pork n' beans I can't stand to eat them for another night"
Michael sighed. He really didn't want to be here, much less actually have to take care of the teenager. He had so many other important things to do but Chuck had insisted he take the first shift.
"We'll order pizza, I guess." Michael suggested "and while we are waiting, we will start cleaning this place"
"Great" Emma rolled her eyes
Forty minutes and a trash bag full of beer bottles, stacks of old newspapers, and take out bags later, the doorbell rang. Emma paid for the pizza with money Dean had left her and she sat across from the stern faced Archangel.
"So...whats Heaven like?" she asked
"It's rude to talk with your mouthful." Michael stated with an flat tone"but to answer your question, Heaven is what one makes it."
"Do you think I will go to Heaven?"
"I'm not sure." Michael answered as he took a bite of the pizza and wrinkled his nose. Human food defiantly wasn't something he was fond of.
"Are you still fighting with Lucifer?" Emma dared to ask
Michael was silent.
"I'll take that as a yes." she finished her pizza and threw the paper plate away "What now?"
Michael shrugged and walked into the living room. Emma followed and frowned when he turned on the news.
"Really?"
"Yes. It's good to stay aware of the goings on here." Michael engrossed himself with the reports about hurricanes, politics, and murders.
"Life of the party right here" Emma muttered
She eventually fell asleep on the couch and around midnight Michael turned the t.v. off. He looked at the girl awkwardly and decided to leave her where she was. He covered her with a blanket and went outside, thankful she was asleep. He was an Archangel, not a people person. He silently thanked Chuck the night was almost over and Gabriel would be here in the morning to take the next shift.