Loud crying woke Sam and Dean up the next morning. Both hunters were on their feet with weapons in their hands before they were even fully awake. Castiel was on the bed, crying his head off while Gabriel sat there with his hands over his ears.
"He's hungry," the archangel said. Castiel just cried even harder. Dean went and picked him up and the wailing stopped almost immediately.
"It's okay, Cas," he told the little angel. "We'll go and get you some food." He set the angel on the couch and turned the T.V. on while he went to the bathroom to change. Sam helped Gabriel off the bed and sat him next to his brother. When they were all ready, they walked to a small diner down the road from the motel.
Surprisingly, the two kids were pretty well-behaved. Based off of the stuff he had read last night, Sam had been expecting tantrums and food being thrown across the room, but they just sat and ate quietly, only getting upset when the waitress asked Sam and Dean if they were the little angels' parents.
"No!" Gabriel exclaimed angrily. "They're not our parents. We love them." THe waitress looked surprised and looked at Sam and Dean for clarification.
"They're our nephews. We're watching them for our sister," Dean told her. She made an 'oh' motion with her mouth and left to get the pie Dean had ordered. After breakfast, Castiel wanted to stop at a park they had seen on the way there while Gabriel was adamant about going to a candy shop. They agreed to meet back at the park in an hour, enough time for each of them to get what they wanted.
Gabriel made Dean promise to not let Castiel out of his sight the whole time they were gone, saying something about bad creatures trying to get them. Dean blew it off as nonsense, but Sam couldn't help but wonder if it was the angel in him coming through. Regardless, he kept a sharp lookout while Gabriel ran around the candy store, grabbing anything chocolate or cherry flavored. When he was satisfied, they left. Gabriel refused to let go of Sam's hand, and though he didn't mind, if he needed to fight, it would be very difficult with a tiny angel attached to his arm.
Across the street from the park, Gabriel froze. He dropped his lollipop and stared wide-eyed at a man sitting at the park where Dean and Castiel were.
"Gabriel, what's wrong?" Sam asked.
Gabriel pointed to the man. "His face is scary. It's black and evil." Sam was confused at first, but then it hit him. Angels could see the true faces of demons. If there were demons here, that could only mean that Crowley knew what had happened and was trying to get his grubby hands on the angels while they were vulnerable.
Trying to look as nonchalant as possible, Sam towed Gabriel away from the park and towards the motel room. Once there, he told Gabriel to sit tight and pulled out his phone.
"Where are you, Sammy?" Dean asked when he picked up.
"I'm at the motel room," Sam answered. "There are demons watching you. Grab Cas and get here, we need to split." He hung up before Dean could answer and ran around the room, throwing all their stuff into their bags. He loaded it all up into the Impala and told Gabriel to stay in the car while he checked out. The archangel promised to sit still and Sam left quickly, fighting all of his instincts to not run to the motel office.
"Hello," the man behind the counter greeted him. "Checking out?"
"Yeah," Sam answered, fidgeting nervously. He paid and handed over the key, trying not to yell at the man for taking so long.
"So, where are that other man and those two children I saw you with earlier?" the man asked. Something about his tone made Sam look up. The man's eyes turned black, and he smiled evilly at Sam. Somehow managing to not stab the demon, he turned and ran back to the car, a bad feeling in his stomach. Gabriel wasn't at the car when Sam got there, but his candy bag was. Gabriel wouldn't just leave it, not unless he was…
"Sam!" Sam heard the angel call his name and ran towards the sound. Behind their motel room Sam saw Gabriel being dragged towards a car by a demon. Tears were streaming down his face, but he was fighting her ferociously. Without hesitation, Sam threw the demon-killing knife as hard as he could. It embedded itself in her head, allowing Gabriel to break free and sprint to Sam. The car drove off and Sam was extremely relieved not to have seen Dean or Castiel in it.
Sam grabbed Gabriel and ran back to the Impala, throwing the angel in and starting the motor. He called Dean's cell again while nervously tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
"Come on, Dean, pick up," he muttered.
"Sam," Dean finally answered.
"Oh, thank God," Sam sighed. "Listen, Gabriel was almost taken by demons. Where are you, we have to go, now." Dean pulled open the passenger door, startling Sam. He pulled out of the parking lot and didn't relax until they were on the highway, a good hour away from the small town they were in. Castiel was sitting in the back seat, hugging his brother, who was still hiccupping. After another hour, Dean and Sam switched, with Dean driving and Sam sitting in the back with the angels. Cas was asleep, lying on the seat and Gabriel sat on Sam's lap with his face buried in his jacket.
"Shh, it's okay now, I won't let them get you," Sam murmured, trying to comfort the angel.
"They were gonna take me to Crowley," he said, gasping between each word. "I read their minds and...it was bad."
"I know, it's okay. I'll never let them get you, I promise." He eventually cried himself to sleep and Dean pulled over so that Sam could buckle him in and move to the front.
"Dude, this sucks," Dean said. "They might not even know that they're angels, and now Crowley's after them."
"I know," Sam sighed. "I hope this spell wears off soon. They're pretty well-behaved kids, but I don't want to know what happens to an unstable baby angel when they don't get their way." Dean just grunted in agreement. They drove the whole day, finally stopping in a tiny town that wasn't on any map because the population was only four hundred. While Sam checked into a room, Dean went out to do God knows what, leaving Sam with two hungry, and now dirty, angels to take care of.
He managed to distract them with a movie, but he didn't want to risk going out with both of them alone, so he was forced to wait an hour until Dean came home.
"Where have you been?" he demanded angrily when his brother walked through the door. Cas ran over and wrapped his tiny arms and legs around Dean's leg, laughing when Dean started to walk and took the angel with him.
"I was shopping," he replied, lifting a few shopping bags that Sam hadn't noticed. Gabriel perked up at this and came over to see what Dean had got. "It turns out that this tiny town has a Babies'R'Us, so I went and got some stuff for the God Squad Jr."
From the bags he pulled out a booster seat and a car seat, some snacks by some brand called Gerber, and a few new shirts and pants for Gabriel and Castiel. Dean left to install the car seats in the Impala, leaving Sam to make a meal of fruit snacks and cookies. He didn't know how long the spell would last, but he knew that while the angels were human, they would need more that sugar to keep them healthy, so tomorrow they would have to go out and get real food.
As soon as they were done eating, Sam took them one at a time into the bathroom, where he attempted to give them baths. Gabriel spent the whole time worrying about getting soap in his eyes, jerking back whenever Sam's suds covered hand got too near his face. Castiel wouldn't sit still at all. He was playing with the bubbles, then trying to swim, then pretending to be a pirate and drown Sam. Needless to say, the younger Winchester was soaked by the time the two angels were clean and in new pajamas.
He changed into something comfortable and sat down beside Dean on the couch. Dean passed him a beer and he gladly accepted it. They both looked over at the bed the angels were sharing when Gabriel sucked in a huge shuddering breath. He stated asleep, and the hunters turned back to their movie.
"How could Crowley have known about the spell?" Sam asked suddenly. Dean just shrugged.
"Does it matter?" he asked. "I don't care how he found out as long as he doesn't get them." Sam nodded and finished his beer. It was late and they both knew that the angels were early risers, so they had a quick game of Rock Paper Scissors, which Dean won. He climbed in the bed and left Sam to somehow fold his tall frame onto the couch. They fell asleep quickly, as they had trained themselves to do, unaware of the black eyes that watched them and their angels as they slept.
Comment "Yes" if you want a high school AU, I'm debating on whether or no to start one
