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Months later, the doorbell rang in a knowing rhythmic pattern and one of the kids screamed excitedly, "It's the prophet!"

"Hester, quiet down." Dean ordered as she giggled quietly. "Hey Mike, can you bring everyone outside and tell Raph that Kev's here? I heard that Kev's going to teach you guys something about camping." Dean said as Michael did as he was told, ushering the kids out into their backyard. Dean opened the door and smiled, "It's good to see you, Kev."

Kevin gave a warm smile and hugged Dean, "It's great to be back after the long summer break. I hope they weren't a hassle most of the time."

Dean pulled back and chuckled, "They're kids, I expected it. So how'd your break go?" Dean asked and closed the front door as they walked through the house heading to the backyard. "Your trip around the world was good?"

Kevin nodded, "Yeah, it was an experience I won't be able to repeat, but enough of that. I have kids to teach and distract while you run errands for the day."

"I'll be back at about six." Dean reminded him and grabbed his wallet, phone, and keys, walking out of the house and leaving to start his errands.

Kevin exited the house and breathed deeply, walking over to the kids who were running around. He smiled at the kids. It wasn't often he saw kids having the time of their lives in orphanages and this orphanage by far was the best he's ever seen. He's only been teaching these kids for two years and he's taught them a lot and in return they teach him things too. He felt like these kids were his family and in a sense, they were. He used to move cities every year, but once he entered this house he knew it was going to be different. He knew that this family was different. He knew that this family was not something he would want to trade ever. So he stayed and continued to stay because he loved this family.

"Uncle Kevin! Uncle Kevin!" Hester called and ran up to him, grabbing his hand. "Come on, Uncle Kevin, we have to travel to the desert! It's the only way!"

He laughed and let her drag him to the 'desert', "Alright Hester, alright." Kevin lightly tugged his arm away as Hester released her grip and turned to face him. He bent down to her eye level, "But it's time for me to teach now, okay?"

"But I have to take you to the desert!" Hester argued.

"How about we make a deal?" Kevin started and crouched in front of her taking her hands in his. "You read us a story in one of the books I brought today and you bring me to the desert. Agreed?" She nodded excitedly and ran to the other kids, sitting down next to them. Kevin walked over and sat down in front of them, glancing at Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, and Gabriel before taking off his messenger bag and taking out a foreign picture book. He started reading it to them and teaching the kids how to speak the language mostly because the kids would be fluent in the language by the end of the year. So far, they're fluent in English, Latin, and Greek. This year he was teaching them Hebrew. It was pure luck finding a Hebrew picture book on his way back from his vacation.

Once they're lesson in Hebrew was done for the day, one of the kids approached Kevin, "Uncle Kevin, can we learn the language of the Angels?"

Kevin raised an eyebrow and echoed, "Language of the Angels?"

"Yeah! Mikey says that the Angels have a special language! Can we learn it?"

"And what language might that be, Samandriel?" Kevin asked curiously.

"Enochian!" Samandriel yelled excitedly and turned around to face Michael, silently asking if he said it right in which Michael nodded.

"Enochian?" Kevin questioned and looked at the older orphans. "How did you hear of that language?"

Michael shrugged, "I was reading in one of the books you gave us to study from and in the background of one of the pictures it said 'Enochian, the language of the Angels'."

Kevin pursed his lips before asking, "Can I see this book?" Michael nodded and stood, disappearing into the house to retrieve the book. "Teaching you the language of the Angels won't be a good idea because the Angels might get mad, but right now I'm going to teach you about nature and I'm going to ask Dean if it's okay to take a camping trip with you guys." The kids cheered happily as Michael walked out of the house and handed the opened book to Kevin, pointing at the Greek lettering.

"I may be reading it wrong, but it looks like it says Enochian." Michael said.

Kevin nodded, "Yeah, it says Enochian all right. I really wasn't planning to teach you Enochian at all." Kevin said, biting his bottom lip and scanning his students' hopeful faces. He sighed in defeat, "Fine, I'll teach you Enochian." They cheered once more. "But under one condition." He added quickly, "You convince Dean to speak to Sam face-to-face." The kids hastily agreed as Kevin looked at the older orphans who nodded in understanding. "Now that that's settled, let's get to work on learning about nature. I know it doesn't sound like fun, but it will be when we start taking what we know and using it to our advantage." The kids quieted down as Kevin started his lesson.

"I wanna help!" One of the little ones exclaimed. "Please, can I help? I wanna make him say yes! Mikey, please!"

"Zach, I already said no. This is a serious matter." Michael tried to reason with the younger, but he wouldn't listen.

Zachariah persisted, "But I can make Uncle Dean say yes! Please, I'll make it my special mission!"

Lucifer bent down to Zachariah's level, "How about this, we let you try to convince Uncle Dean for a week and if you aren't able to do it, you have to sit out on one of Uncle Kev's lessons." Lucifer suggested as Zachariah nodded and ran off to play with the others.

Lucifer stood up as the two brothers watched Zachariah's retreating figure to the playground. "How did you know that was going to work?" Michael asked.

"They love Kev's lessons and they wouldn't miss it for the world. It's a reasonable offer for them." Lucifer said with a smile. The two turned around at the yell of Michael's name and saw Kevin running up to them, "What's up, Kev?"

Huffing, Kevin looked panicked and pointed at the roof of the two story house, "I-I was explaining something to the tw-twins and then I turned around for a second and then when I turned back around-"

Michael coaxed Kevin, "Breathe Kevin. Use few words. We don't need the full story until later."

Kevin pointed at the roof again, "Gadreel's on the roof!"

The brothers' eyes widened simultaneously and immediately broke into sprints: Michael going into the house and Lucifer going to the front of the house to watch for Gadreel. "Gadreel!" Lucifer yelled worriedly as the six year old stood up on the roof, far away from the edge. "Gadreel, come on down!"

"But Luci, I wanna fly!" Gadreel shouted happily and took a few steps towards the edge as Lucifer readied himself to catch Gadreel just in case. "Uncle Kevin said that birds feel free when they fly! I wanna feel free!"

"Gady, listen to me, this is not the place or time to fly. Maybe one day we can fly together, but right now is not the time." Lucifer saw Michael push the doors open of the balcony and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Michael talk to Gadreel and soon enough brought the six year old down safely. He took a deep breath and smiled up at the balcony before starting to walk into the house. What happened next, no one expected.

"FUCK ZEKE NO!" Michael shouted and looked over the edge of the balcony just in time to see Raphael jump up, catch and pull Ezekiel close, and landed rolling into a crouch.

Gadreel smiled widely and giggled freely in Michael's arms, "See Mikey, Zekie's fine!"

Lucifer ran over to Raphael and Ezekiel and muttered, "Raph…" He was still in shock, so he had no words. "Thanks."

Ezekiel smiled at Raphael and clapped, "Again! Again! Again!"

"No, I think that's-" Lucifer was interrupted by Raphael.

"That was fucking stupid, Ezekiel." Raphael said coldly. "Don't do it again." Ezekiel's smile faded when he realized how serious Raphael sounded.

Discouraged, Ezekiel looked down in disappointment, "I'm sorry, Raphy." He was sincerely sorry.

"No, you're not." Raphael replied and stood. "If you were, you wouldn't have done that shit at all." He turned around, "Don't call me 'Raphy', it sounds childish." He walked back to the backyard.

Lucifer watched his younger brother walk away and felt a light tug of his pants seconds later. He gazed down and saw Ezekiel on the verge of crying. He crouched down and hugged Ezekiel, rubbing small circles on his back. "It's okay, Zeke. Raph is just having a bad day."

"Did I do something bad, Luci?" Ezekiel asked, sniffing.

Lucifer shook his head, "No, you were just being you."

"Raph doesn't like it when I be me." Ezekiel replied.

"That's not true." Lucifer said, hoping that he was right. "He loves you just as much as I love you."

A small hopeful smile broke through Ezekiel's sad demeanor, "Really?"

"Yeah, now come on and smile." Lucifer urged softly as the smile grew bigger. "There you go." Lucifer smiled. "Alright, Gabe's probably done with lunch. Let's go check on him." Lucifer stood up and took Ezekiel's hand as they started walking to the house.