"Nisroc, we must get him out of here, it is no longer safe"

A tall blonde man turned towards his companion, just as alarmed and shocked at witnessing his brothers and sisters falling where they stood, right through the clouds, and unable to use their wings to pull themselves back up.

They could not reenter Heaven, they were being cast out.

His gaze swiveled back around to the child huddled on His throne, looking just as frightened as the rest of their siblings. He did not like the look of fear clouding the small boys face, it was not a sight that had been seen in such a long time and now he knew why; it was out of place.

"Haniel, you know we must wait for their return, at least one of them, we were told to make sure he remained unmoved and untouched"

They both spun when they heard the scream from the boy as one of the angels behind His throne fell through the floor with a loud crash and a terrified scream.

A red headed well-built man looked up from his spot next to the child, not knowing whether or not to simply flee or to try and comfort the distressed child. His sharp violet gaze snapped to his brother.

"And what if they return too late? What if they are unable to do so like our other brothers and sisters? Do you want to be the one to explain how we let The Child fall from Heaven and we lost him? If we take him now we can make sure that he is protected until they return or until Father himself returns."

He knew he was making it through his brother's hard head, standing from the child's side Haniel made his way closer. There was no going back now, they had to make a decision and make it now.

"What are we to tell Father is we allow The Child to fall without protection and supervision? Do you want to be the one to tell Father we lost His Prince?"

Nisroc slammed his fist in the wall before turning towards his brother. His amber burnt eyes were glowing with authority. Haniel was ready and waiting for his orders, happy that his brother had finally seen his side of things and decided to act instead of do nothing.

"Go, run, get his satchel and a blanket, do not allow your self to fall, I do not care what you have to do but you best report back here in the next minute, time is not of luxury at this moment"

Haniel was gone before he finished his sentence, Nisroc was in action now, centuries upon centuries as serving under Michael himself making him an unstoppable force at the moment. He turned wing and made his way to the child's side, coming to kneel in front of him.

"My Prince, it is alright, we are going to take you to safety"

"Nis, I want Daddy"

Nisroc felt for the child, he did, but there was not much time for him to comfort him at the moment, as he had told Haniel time was not of luxury right now. But it was also not wise to allow this particular child to cry (even more then he already was at least).

The normally hardened warrior angel reached a hand forward, gently caressing the child's moist cheek.

"I know you do Little One, we all want Him now, but we must be strong for Him, can you do that Little Warrior? Can you be strong for Him? Strong for us?"

The boy sniffled and nuzzled his cheek against his hand, but Nisroc smiled gently as he nodded his head slowly. They did not have to wait long for their brother to return, Haniel came hustling around a far corner with his acquired items. A satchel was thrown over one shoulder and a soft satin blanket draped over his arm.

Nisroc took up the blanket and swaddled the child in it as he lifted him into his arms. The boy clung to the front of his robes in fear and buried his face in his shoulder. Turning towards his brother he inquired about a certain rumor he had heard of.

"Is it still believed that one of our younger brothers has a base set up on Earth?"

Haniel nodded slowly, trying to recall what he'd heard, where he'd heard it, and who it was about.

"Yes, Castiel, his friends and him have a base set up Sioux Falls, South Dakota"

Nisroc nodded, folding a hand over the child's head protectively whilst silently nodding his order to meet there or aim as close as they could. Haniel nodded and interlocked fingers with his brother. Nisroc opened his mighty steel colored wings at the same moment Haniel opened his burnt red wings, together they gave two mighty flaps and were gone.

The trio landed in the middle of some clearing. Pouring rain immediately soaking blonde and red hair to their faces and down their backs.

Nisroc and Haniel could be recognized as one two of the guards for His Child, or their long braided hair.

Whatever worked they guessed.

His small bundle tried to peak out but his hand kept him in place as he pulled the blanket up over his head as best he could. It would be best to try and keep him as dry as possible.

"No, Little Prince, you must keep your head down now"

"But I wanna see"

Now was not the time to be petulant, how Michael was able to get the Child to do something without so much as a whine otherwise was something Nisroc was still trying to figure out. Haniel chuckled from his left as he walked forward to rub the child's back softly.

"Oh, let him see Nisroc, where is the harm in letting him look around"

He frowned at the challenge to his authority, but deduced that when it came to the child's welfare, outside of his usual guardians outside of Father Himself, they shared that authority and so with a heavy sigh he moved his hand only slightly to allow the boy to move his head away from his shoulder. Keeping the blanket umbrella'd over his head as best he could he allowed the boy to look around at his surroundings. His small hands were still gripping at the front of his robes indicating that although his curiosity was peaked he was still very frightened.

Nisroc turned to look over his left arm at his brother standing next to him, he'd tucked the boy's satchel under his cloak as to keep it as dry from the rain as he could. Violet eyes met silver.

"We cannot stay out in this rain much longer, do you know of a way to get to our brother's base?"

The Child buried his nose in his shoulder once more and he adjusted his grip just a bit to better accommodate the slight change of position. Haniel shook his head slightly.

"I am not sure it would be best to simply show up but with the Link disconnected I can't locate him either, Castiel could be practically anywhere"

The blonde angel nodded at his brothers statement, he did not like the silence either and he had reason to believe that it was part of the reason for The Child's discomfort and wanting to see everything that was around them a moment ago. Nisroc rocked the child gently, frowning slightly at the dampening blanket.

"We have to get out of this rain, while I agree with you that it might be best not to show up unannounced, I do not want to be the one who explains to them as to why he has a cold"

Haniel nodded, that was probably for the better.

"I know the location we could easily get ourselves there"

Nisroc nodded gently, as to not smack his chin on the boys head as he gently held his head cradled to his chest.

"Take us Haniel, once there we can get the Little Prince settled and see about getting them back as well"

The red headed angel nodded at his soft order and placed a single hand on his brothers shoulder. Closing his eyes he focused as much as he could on their brothers base in Sioux Falls, South Dakota.

On Singer Salvage.

Robert, sometimes called Bobby by his friends, Singer, was startled out of his slumber by the loud knocking on his front door. He got out of bed grumbling under his breath at who ever was disturbing him at this hour.

It wasn't the boys, they never knocked.

It couldn't have been Cas either as he only really came with the boys when they were here or he simply zapped himself right inside.

So he honestly wasn't sure as to who would be knocking on his front door at two thirty in the morning. He slowed his pace, reaching for a weapon on the table side in the hall, hushing up his grumbling when the soft words reached his ears as who ever on the other side of his door argued as silently as they could under the beating rain and the silence of the night.

"Haniel are you sure this is the right place?"

"The sign said 'Singer Auto Salvage', did it not? Have I ever lead you wrong?"

"I will not dignify that question with an answer"

"This is the right place, alright, I don't have the comfort nor the luxury of getting it wrong this time."

"Not with this package you don't"

"You two idjits need to work on your whisperin!"

Bobby slammed his door open and was a hair line away from firing at who ever was on the other side, when he paused, a he took in the strange but nicely dressed men and the eyes of a child peaking out from under a makeshift blanket hood. The gold bands around the biceps and their heads told him that they were not human. Holding his gun back up only slightly he ventured to question them.

The blonde, however, interrupted him before he could get a single utterance out.

"Robert Singer, we must apologize greatly for the intrudance and interrupting you slumber, I thought it more appropriate to gain permission to enter your home before stepping foot inside"

"Who the hell are you?"

"We are not in association with Hell, not directly anyway."

Bobby raised his gun a tad higher, not liking the way this man talked. He wasn't one to judge like this but there was something about this man that made his gears grind.

"Apologies, I guess it does not, We," He motioned to him and the red-head behind him,"Are Angels. Principalities in fact, I am Nisroc and that it Haniel

"And the kid?"

"Yes, of course, this is The Child"

Bobby's weapon lowered in his confusion, something he knew he should not allow to happen, but it was way to early in the morning for this.

"The Child?

Nisroc looked at him as if he'd asked an ignorant question, "Yes, The Child. He is The Christ Child."

And that's when his gun hit the floor, as well as his chin.

That was not something he had expected.

He showed them to a spare room, the one the boys sued when they were here, at the larger one request. He'd never known angels to request permission from doing something as simple as entering a house and he figured that if most of them did as these two did then there wouldn't be such an issue with them. He watched as the one named Haniel checked over the bed before climbing in it himself and reached for the small boy. Nisroc unwrapped him from the blanket and Bobby couldn't stop himself from taking in a breath at the sight of him.

He looked like a normal human boy, long shoulder length curly brown hair and sunset eyes, he had the face of a child. But there was an unmistakable power to him as well and Bobby figured that he'd hate to be the play ground bully who fucked with this kid.

Haniel wrapped the small child in his arms before they both disappeared in a blanket of amber red feathers. Bobby found himself gasping again at the sight of angel wings, Cas had never shown them his before.

"It is a choice, it is not mandatory. It is also one of the quickest ways to get The Child to sleep, you should have seen him as a babe, cossetted in Saint Gabriel's wings."

The tough looking angel looked soft at the old memory, but for a mere moment. He features hardened back into the seasoned warrior he was.

Back into the guard of Jesus Christ.

He turned back to the human whom had given them this room for The Child, his silver eyes a light with something akin gratitude. Bobby tried to ignore the fact that he was ushered out of the room by angel, out of a room he technically owned, by an angel.

"We thank you for your hospitality, our home has been locked from us, but I give you my word that once we are permitted entry again you shall be greatly rewarded."

All he could do was nod, it was still too early for this. He just hoped that the boys didn't come a knocking with these two here. And that these two turned out to be different then there other siblings they've had the dishonor of meeting. But as Nisroc bid him a good night and thanked him once more before turning to return to his brother and their charge.

Bobby turned, wiping a hand down his face, what had he just gotten himself into.

"Can we trust this man Nisroc?"

Haniel had since unwrapped his wings, The Child fast asleep against his chest, his gaze as hard as nails as he peered up at his brother. Nisroc was seated in a corner, ever on guard, and looked over at his brother on the bed.

"He is a good man with a good heart."

A bout of silence save for the steady breathing of a child.

"But do not leave him alone with the boy, be a his side at all times"

Haniel nodded, absentmindedly racking fingers through their baby brothers hair. Nisroc urged him to get rest for himself, promising to stand guard until the awoke in the next couple of hours. Haniel wasn't sure why the urge to sleep himself was so great but he had the feeling that Nisroc was doing something with whatever remained of his grace.

Nisroc settled in for the night, remaining ever vigilant.

They had disobeyed a direct order from Michael himself.

But on the other hand they had ensured that the boy would remain protected.

He did not think that Metatron would be foolish enough to come after His son, but after what he had just done to the angels, he would not put anything past him any more. WHen he got hishands on him, he didn't even want to think about the things he would do to his person for causing such distress in The Child. But lasting punishment was for the Archangels to decide on, and then Father to change to His Will.

Nobody harmed the Christ Child.

Morning came around rather quickly, the rain had moved out but the clouds remained, threatening to spill over at any moment. Nisroc took up The Child as he awoke before he could wake Haniel. He would let his brother rest a few moments more.

Carrying the child back to his sentry position, he settled him on his knee.

Sunset orange eyes turned to look up at him.

"Did I do good Nis? Was I strong?"

He smiled at the child tenderly, jiggling his knee slightly in a soft heart'd playful way.

"You did most excelently Little Prince. I could not be more honored to have you at my side"

"Do you think Daddy would be proud of me?"

"There is no way for Father to be any more proud of you Little Warrior"

Nisroc set the boy on the floor gently, patting his head softly for a moment, before reaching over for the discarded satchel. He pulled the bag into his lap, opening the flap on the one side, and pulled out another robe for the child to wear and a few toys for him to play with.

"Come, lets get you changed for the day, then you can play with your toys until Haniel wakes"

The boy nodded softly, standing on his two tiny legs and lifting his arms into the air. Nisroc reached over carefully and pulled the soiled robe off him. He poked at the child's slightly pudgy belly, with a goofy grin that only the boy seemed to bring out of the hardened angel, until the boy cracked a smile of his own and twisted away from his big brother in a fit of giggles. Slipping the soft materiel over the child's head, he pulled it down until it was properly on and then ushered the boy towards his toys.

Haniel woke a few moments later, in a slight panic at not having The Child in his embrace. He shot up from the pillows in time to see Nisroc making race car sounds as he zoomed the little toy car across the floor in front of him as the boy must have wanted to play race cars.

"Its good to see you in better spirits kiddo"

Sunset eyes shot up and a happy smile flitted onto the boys face as he left his car on the floor as he jumped up from his seated position.

"Hani!"

Tiny feet pattered across the floor and a small body launched itself at the angel sitting in the bed. Haniel caught him easily and hugged him close for a moment.

"It is good that you are well brother"

A large hand was settled on his shoulder for a moment but moved in the next as the angel in the bed made to stand.

"Hani, can we get food now?"

Both angels laughed at his question but gave in to it anyway. Haniel settled the boy on his hip as he followed Nisroc down the stairs. The living room the ended up in was a sight to see. Books stacked up on either side of the wall, a plant in the corner made it more homely, there was a fireplace softly crackling in one corner. Nisroc lead him down a hall, briefly making him wonder how he knew where to go, and into a kitchen.

Bobby was already awake, sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and alcohol and some toast. He looked up from a book he'd been reading as he heard them enter. His eyes wandered over to two built angels for a long moment before settling on the shy child huddled in the red heads shoulder. The angel smiled slightly, obviously to more charismatic of the two, and urged the boy to look up.

"Hey now, there is no need to be frightened of this man, he is friends with Brother Castiel, introduce yourself properly Little One"

Bobby was amazed at the light reprimand and as the boy the boy turned slightly to do as he was told.

"Hi...I-I'm Yeshua"

He nodded at the boy and watched as he quickly hid his face in his brothers shoulder once more. Haniel laughed slightly as he rubbed at the boys leg with a single large hand.

"It translates to Jesus, you may call him either, he will respond to pretty much anything"

Bobby nodded silently, he had so many questions but didn't know where to start, unconsciously moving around the kitchen to get the boy some toast to eat as well. Nisroc tried to tell him it was not necessary but he dismissed the soft comment as he held out a plate of toast and jam to the boy hiding in the angels shoulder.

"Take the plate Little Prince, do not be rude"

He was even more amazed at the reprimand from the angel and that the boy actually did as he was told, even though when it came down to it he probably had authority over both angels. Yeshua took a small bite of a single piece, deduced he liked it and took a bigger bite.

"Thank you Mr. Singer!"

"Bobby, Mr. Singer was my father"

But the boy was too focused on his toast to care at the moment. He ate both pieces in record speed, insisted that he was full, and wanted to go play outside. Nisroc nodded at Haniel to take him and the red headed angel scooped him up onto his shoulders and jogged them both out the door ignoring the disapproving look shot his way from his brother.

Bobby took the plates to the sink, looking out the window at the boys playing in the yard, as the angel swooped the child into the air and caught him when he came back down. Boyish shrieks filling the air.

"Listen, you can stay, but I have some people coming over today"

"Is it the Winchesters?"

Bobby turned towards him, eyes narrowed, "Is that gonna be a problem?"

"Of course not Robert Singer, it would be an honor to meet the ones who had gotten Lucifer back into his cage without further bloodshed of our family, and had tricked Saint Michael inside as well"

He was not expecting that answer. Maybe some cursing and spitting, well placed threats.

"I see no need in threatening them, unless the attempt to harm The Child. Believe it or not, while they do not have many fans in Heaven or what was Heaven, they do have some, including The Child"

Bobby made a mental note to call Dean and tell him to ask questions first before he pulled his guns out. He had a feeling that just pointing them at the boy in his yard would do no more then piss these Angel's off, and he had a sinking feeling that the guns they owned would not be as effective on these two.

"About the kid, is he really-"

"Really the Christ Child? Yes, he is real and that is him"

"Thought he'd be older"

"He is merely a child, when he was sent to Earth all those decades ago he aged as a human would, but he is half angel half primordial being, he ages differently in his true self then his human form"

"And the holes in his hands?"

Nisroc looked down for a moment and Bobby feared he may have asked one question too many. After a long moment the angelic warrior looked back up, his expression pained.

"All of what you know of Jesus Christ is true, the holes in his hands are indeed from the nails driven into them, I must inform you though for your protection and future reference, we have no qualms answering any questions you have, it is the least we could do for allowing us to stay in your home, but please, I ask of you not to speak of that time with The Child or when he is in ear shot"

That was a simple enough request and Bobby agreed to follow it. Besides who would not do as this angel told them to do.

"Now, it looks as though the clouds are going to break and it would not be wise to allow him to play in the rain, is it alright with you if The Child plays in your living room."

"So long as he don't touch nothin, assume its all loaded"

"Of course"

Nisroc nodded at him as he turned to head towards the door to the porch, calling both angel and child back inside. The boy turned to look up at the elder beside him and took a running start, Haniel laughed at it and made chase. Nisroc smiled as he cheered the smaller of the two on, but when it came down to it Haniel had longer legs and was scooping the child up from behind in no time. Jesus shrieked in laughter at such an action and as he big brother kept running.

They made their way to the living room as said, and Bobby was surprised to hear the television kick on. But when it came down to it, the kid was guarded by two angels, Principalities, so it really shouldn't have surprised him all too much.

Bobby had at some point put his book back and wandered into the living room with his house guests as well, taking up the recliner to watch whatever movie the boy had asked for. At a little over midway the boy stood from his position on the floor, the elder hunters eyes watching him carefully, and scurried across the floor over to the blonde warrior seated next to Haniel on the couch. Nisroc pulled the child up off the floor and into his lap without so much as a glance away from their movie. Settling his arms around the small body comfortably.

Eventually the clouds did break, rain pouring down and beating against the windows, but they were inside and with a flick of Haniel's wrist the fire blazed brightly casting warm glow over all of them filling the room with heat and another movie began playing.

Half past four headlights filled the room through the windows and car doors slammed shut a minute later. Booting came pounding up the steps and onto the porch. Nisroc and Haniel both froze, tense, hands itching for weapons they most likely had stashed in their robes somewhere. As the kids guards it would not surprise him. The screen door opened with a loud creek, Jesus's eyes were focused heavily on the door. The handle turned and was opened.

Both Sam and Dean froze in the door way at the sight that greeted them.

"Hey! Its still raining cats and dogs here Buckos! Believe it or not Angels, or Archangels, are not water proof!"

They were pulled out of their frozen stupor at the voice. Jesus sat up slightly at the voice his tiny fingers digging into the muscled chest below him. The two behind the boys noticed their tenseness and pulled their own blades just in case. Castiel's blue eyes, dulled with humanity, still pierced them all and upon spotting the kid huddled against Nisroc fell to the floor in a bow. Gabriel was behind him, archangel blade pulled, but his eyes lightened vastly at spotting the kid.

"Kiddo?"

Dean and Sam were left silent as the archangel shoved passed them and into the room, his jacket soaking wet but unnoticed as the boy turned his sunset gaze on him.

"Gabby?"

"Don't leave me hanging kiddo! Get over here and give me a hug!"

The boy giggled as he jumped from his brothers lap and ran across the floor, Gabriel bent low catching the kid under the bottom exaggeratedly and swung him up in the air. He hugged the boy close for a moment before pulling back only slightly and looking him over.

"Any injuries I should know about?"

"Honestly Gabriel, as if he could hide them from me"

Another Archangel must have found the boys, cause Bobby was surprised when a dark skinned man walked in the door next. He smiled at the boy, waving his fingers in a manner that had both Winchesters staring at him now.

"What of me Little One, where is my hug?"

The boy looked up from Gabriel's shoulder out at the other archangel in the doorway.

"Raphy!"

He held his hands out towards the other archangel, Gabriel chuckled as he passed him over. Raphael pulled him up high, holding him above his head smiling as the boy broke out into mad happy giggles. Nuzzling him close for a moment before repeating Gabriel's questioning.

"Are you alright Little Prince? Any booboo's I need to look over?"

The boy shook his head and looked over at the two angels he'd arrived with. Nisroc and Haniel both stood at attention under the archangel's gaze. Bringing a fist up to clap across their chests in a formal salute.

"Nis and Hani brought my down here when everyone else...Dropped...It was bad Raphy! I could hear them screaming for help and there wasn't anything I could do! Who would want to hurt everyone like that? Why?"

Raphael hushed him gently, softly pushing his head back down to his shoulder. His eyes were for the two Principalities who were assigned to guard the Christ Child in their absence. Scanning them over carefully.

"Raphael, honestly how long are you going to make them stand there like that, do not hog him!"

Bobby's eyes widened even more as two more figures walked through the front door. How many angels had the two picked up on their way here! Catching their eye he nodded over towards the adjoining room, the kitchen. Sam nodded silently and pulled his brother with him as they both crept from the room.

"Michael, Sir"

Both Nisroc and Haniel fell to one knee, "We apologize for breaking orders and take full repercussion as you see fit"

Michael waved them off as he picked the small boy up out of Raphael's arms and hoisted him up onto his hip. Lucifer made funny faces over his brothers shoulder at the child causing him to giggle and hide his face in Michael's shoulder every five seconds.

"It is quite alright, I commend you on your quick thinking, both of you. We would much rather you have broken order and brought him down instead of staying and having him fall like the others. At least he was safe and protected"

Lucifer placed a hand on the childs head, "Are you two alright though, were you injured in the fall?"

Nisroc shook his head, faltering under Raphael's gaze a bit.

"I remained untouched, but I am to believe that Haniel was affected"

Eyes turned to the red headed guard and he looked between his older brothers nervously.

"Bobby who the hell are they?"

"I could ask you the same question! How many of them did you pick up on the way!"

Sam stopped the two before an argument could break out between the pair. That was the last thing they needed right now.

"They just showed up together, I think the others followed Gabriel, Bobby who did you find?"

The elder hunter huffed slightly as he turned to look back at the two angels and the boy. As Raphael circled around Haniel discreetly trying to lay a hand on the angels forehead. As the archangel came up from behind him, pulled him back into his chest, and wrapped a hand around his forehead. As Haniel stared up at the hand momentarily before closing his eyes and sighing contentedly.

"Those two," He pointed at the two angels, "Are Nisroc and Haniel, their Principalities, whatever those are. And he," He pointed at the kid Michael was holding on his hip, "He is Yeshua."

"Yeshua? Is he an angel or something?"

"Or something! No you idjit, his name translates to-"

"Jesus"

There was a moment of resounding silence as both hunters turned to look at Sam. His green eyes were wide as he spun to stare at the kid in a conbimantion of awe and disbelief. Dean was more in the disbelief catagory.

"No way! No Way! He's real! Cas never mentioned him once, we could have used his help! Had him get his Daddy!"

"That would not have been possible Dean"

All three spun around in alarm, Castiel had appeared out of no where right beside the elder Winchester. Dean clutched at his chest glaring at his friend.

"Why the hell not!"

"I never mentioned him because we are forbidden to do so, only after we gain permission may we mention him to mankind once more, acknowledge he exists. He does know where Father is, he goes to visit him whenever he wants, but he is forbidden to tell the location. As for him coming to Earth, he may only do that with Father's absolute permission. So as I said, it would have been impossible."

He turned his gaze back to the boy.

"However, now that Heaven has been struck such a harsh blow, Father will undoubtedly come to ensure his safety and put to trial and punish those responsible"

Dean snarled angriliy, "So your saying that He'd come cause His Kid was in danger, but didn't give two shits about His other kids trying to end the freaking world"

Castiel looked at him as if he had just asked the silliest question ever.

"Of course, He can create a new world anytime He wants, but that, that's His Son."

Sooo? Should I do one more chapter with Papa!God/Chuck (cause we all know that they are the same person)!