The door to the map room slammed open and Michael looked up to see who had interrupted his planning. His eyes widened and he dropped his book of maps when his eyes fell on young Balthazar. The younger angel had tears streaming down his face, small sniffles interrupting his normal breathing pattern.

"Balthazar, what is wrong?"

The younger sniffled again, wiping the sleeve of his robe on his nose. Michael waited patiently for his younger brother to finish telling him what was troubling him.

"I tried to steal the weapons...And they caught me and they...I'm so sorry Michael!"

Michael's eyes widened, they had caught him trying to steal the weapons? He reached forward, taking the younger angel by the arm he spun him around. His eyebrows hit the roof when the red gashes bleeding through his robe were visible.

"And they whipped you"

Balthazar nodded his head, hiccuping on a sob. Michael shifted the back of the youths robe, flinching at the scream his younger brother made. He did not agree with how some of the keepers dealt with punishment, but seeing as the weapons were theirs, they had every right. Michael gently let the robe fall back into place, guiding his brother out of the map room.

He may not be able to stop them but he could at least help Balthazar clean them and deal with the pain.

"Come Balthazar, let me help you"

"You aren't mad?"

Michael didn't respond as he led the smaller angel towards his personal rooms. Balthazar took that as a possible hint to stay silent and shut his mouth tight, fearing for what might happen. Imagine his surprise when Michael gently laid him down on the soft blankets. Pulling his robes off his bloody back, Michael was gentle with his touches as he examined his younger brothers back.

"Michael?"

Michael reached over and grabbed a golden bowl from the small table, wet the cloth in the clear water, and dabbed the whips wounds with the medicated water. The elder reached up and ran a calming hand through the younger's hair when a whine made its way to his ears as he found a particularly deep spot in the midst of his wounds.

"You will stay with me tonight brother, so I may keep an eye on the marks."

Balthazar remained silent to his soft command, something that any other time Michael would have found amazing, but now it simply worried him even more. The younger angel remained unnaturally silent as Michael swiftly applied a numbing salve and wrapped cloth bandages around the wounded area. Balthazar looked up when he felt his brothers warm presence leave his side, turning his head to spot the eldest archangel rummaging through a chest full of old robes. The youths eyes widened when the elder turned back around, a robe hung over his arm, and slowly made his way back to the youths side.

Michael helped his younger brother move into a sitting position, Balthazar made no move to resist him.

"Here, brother, it will be large on you, but you will wear one of my older robes until we can find something that will cause you no discomfort."

Balthazar's arms lifted uselessly as Michael helped to guide his bloody robe off and his older (but somehow comforting all the same) robe over his head. Once he was sure that the clothing was in place, Michael reached down to pull the younger angel into his arms. While Balthazar was far from being a fledgling anymore, Michael still liked to pride himself in treating his younger siblings as if they were still mere fledglings, as he felt that it must feel good to have someone dote on you and worry over you, and if anything, he could not bare to see his siblings in pain.

And the fact that Balthazar was still (and would most likely be for a very very long time) smaller then him, well Michael would take advantage of that for as long as he could. To his immediate surprise, the younger angel didn't object to being treated like a small fledgling, as Michael cradled the youth to his chest, instead of voicing any objections the youth wrapped his arms around his eldest brothers neck and buried his face into his shoulder.

"Seeing as I still have paperwork to attend to, and I cannot trust you to not attempt to take the weapons should I leave you on your own devices, you will remain with me until I can deem you trustful once more"

But there was a hidden message behind his words, one that Balthazar couldn't quite place at the moment as his mind was growing fuzzy, what with the swaying as Michael walked, and his warm embrace, but he was sure that there was one. Michael could see it though, even if he hadn't realized he had mad one, but it had been too long since he had been the older brother and not the drill sergeant.

***Time Skip**Later that night****

The door to Michael's private study opened silently and one of the keepers of the Weapons entered.

The Keeper was shocked to be greeted by The Prince himself, and that ignorant miscreant that had attempted to steal the weapons, sound asleep.

"I understand why you had punished him, but this was far from simply attempting to steal the weapons."

"Sir?"

"I cleaned his wounds, they were deeper then they should have been for doing something as trivial as that, there was a second motive to this treatment of a brother, and a younger one at that"

The keeper looked nervous, and from that look Michael knew exactly what had happened. It was no secret that Lucifer had been close to Balthazar, nobody was sure what had formed between the two, but there was an obvious bond there.

"You had punished him for being Lucifer's charge, did you not?"

The keeper looked nervous, unsure as to why The Prince cared so much about this little rebel. But then he and Raphael always seemed to be keeping an eye on him and his little Friend Castiel.

"Sir, we...I...We just wanted..."

His eyes widened when the eldest looked up at him, "Just what?"

Michael stood, lifting the slumbering Balthazar up with him, "You just what? Wanted to teach him a lesson? Do you not think that we have never tried to teach him? You have abused your power over the younger angels, you have abused one of ours, and I now revoke this power, you have no rank over that then a cupid until I can deem you responsible to wield such power."

He touched a single finger to the younger's forehead, and he could feel the power being pulled from within him, his title being stripped.

And that was that.

(A month later Balthazar had succeeded in stealing the weapons, Michael swore under his breath of what he would do to the young angel when he got his hands on him)

Heaven was calm, darkened during the night. A soft wind rustled the leaves on the trees and the curtains in the angels rooms.

A young angel, red hair braided down her back, stood outside the room of her eldest brother. Tears tracked down her face as she thought of the closing walls of the white hospital room.

The guard locking her in, laughing at her terror.

She cringed as she tiptoed across the room, fingers playing with the hem of her lite night robe, until she came to a stop beside the bed of her brother. All of a sudden she felt very self conscious. She was no longer a fledgling and must not go running to her big brother for everything, she was a big angel and she had to act like one. She took a small shaky breath, thinking better of her desire to join him and turned on her heel to walk back out the door.

A soft voice interrupted her, making her freeze in mid step.

"Anael, what are you doing here little sister?"

She breathed out a shaky breath, "Michael", the archangel sat up in his bed at her shaky tone. Alert at her distress.

"What is wrong baby sister?"

Anna's shoulder's tensed as her head bowed slightly forward, embarrassed at having been caught.

"Anna?"

She turned slightly, to look at her brother, and Michael's eyebrows met in concern at her frightened eyes.

"What is wrong baby sister? I cannot help if you do not allow me to"

She took a shaky breath one more time, eyes downcast as she admitted her weakness to her strongest brother. Michael surely didn't go running to His bed when he had a simple bad dream.

"You had a bad dream?"

There was silence for a long moment, and Anna was sure she was about to be told to grow up and otherwise dismissed. There was a faint rustling, causing her to look up confusedly, Michael was leaning back into his soft pillows, the corner of his blankets pulled up as he beckoned her over.

"Come Baby Sister, come here"

She didn't waste a single moment, wanting neither the offer to be withdrawn nor she awake and this all turn out to be a dream. She scurried across the floor, bare feet making soft sounds as she did, jumping the last few steps into her brothers bed. Michael's warm arm was comfortable as he wrapped it around her waist, gently pulling her into his side as he lowered the blankets down around them once more.

The archangel settled back into his pillows, turning to look down into her hazel eyes.

"Hush baby sister, it is alright, hush now."

She nuzzled into his side, her hand grasping at his arm tightly. She felt warm lips press into her hair as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Do you wish to talk about it?"

She shook her head slowly, and Michael caught her with a gentle finger under his chin, turning her head to look up at him once more.

"Talking about it might help Anna"

She was still for a moment, before gently nodding her head, and slowly she confessed her dream to her big brother. Michael was a good listener, and provided words of comfort when her voice wavered, his fingers gently rubbing her arm as he listened to her about her nightmare.

"And then...And then you killed me Michael"

Her voice choked as she said it, and it made his heart clench as he remembered committing the horrid act to his baby sister.

"You killed me"

He gently pressed another kiss to her temple, "I know baby sister, I know, and I was too harsh with you, I shoulder never have acted in such a way and I hope you can find it in your grace to forgive me for such an act"

She looked up at him, and he down at her, their eyes locking for a long moment before she broke the connection by nodding her head, snuggling into his side a bit as she did. He pressed another kiss to her forehead as his thanks, squeezing her to his side in a sort of hug. She was content to stay like this forever, curled into her big brother, and have him protect her from the entire world for as long as she wanted; for she knew that he would only let her go if she let him go first.

"Baby sister, I find myself having a problem now, I cannot find myself going back to sleep knowing that you are not happy"

"But Mikey, what if I do go back to sleep and the dreams come back?"

Michael gave her a playfully offended look, "Do you not trust me to protect you from the bad dreams?"

Her silence was his only answer.

He smiled down at her gently, his arm wrapped around her tightening until she found herself stuck in his side.

"Such impudence from one so young"

He shifted, and she giggled when she felt his fingers wiggle into her belly. She tried to twist in his grip, to get away from those dreadful fingers, but she found herself stuck at his mercy, trapped against his side. Michael smiled softly at her giggles intensified when he found a particular spot that he knew to be sensitive.

"Mihihikey! Nohoho! I'm to ohohold for thihihis!"

Michael chuckled as he jumped his hand to get to her side, making her jump against his side, her happy giggles loud and proud in the night air around them.

"You are never to old to laugh baby sister"

He smiled as her hands latched onto his, trying to pull them off her ticklish tummy, and as she gave a small shriek when his fingers hopped from her tummy to her lowest ribs.

"Mikey!"

He stopped his playful assault and cuddled her close to him as he settled back down into his bed. She snuggled down with him, her head resting against his chest as she used him as her pillow. He was gentle as he ran his fingers through her soft red locks, smiling softly as her eyes began to droop once more. She licked her lips once as she looked up at him through half lidded eyes.

"Can I stay with you tonight big brother?"

He smiled at her, bending forward to press his lips against her temple once more.

"Of course baby sister, of course"

Sooo? Who doesn't like big brother Michael!

I know that he probably has like, multiple younger siblings, but I imagine that he refers to each of them as 'baby' brother/sister when he is with them directly.

Also, I kind of don't agree with it being that he is shown to be a giant dick in the show, I mean yah he was, in front of Dean Winchester (and when he killed Anna) but there is nothing that will convince me that he is not a giant softy out of the 'public' eye and is alone with his younger siblings!

LOL! ANYWHO! HOPE YOU LIKED IT!