Guests: I'm so happy you liked it! I'll try continue it!
Keacdragon: Thanks! I'm happy that you thought it was funny! Uncle Lucy is indeed home!
Hylia'grace: Thanks, I wasn't sure at first, but figured that there should be stories that involve Gabe Aka Loki's other children as well. I totally hadn't even noticed the name change though, I am using a software that automatically changes words that it assumes is wrong when it really isn't... Kind of annoying actually, but thanks for the heads up!
Ooshaboosha: Thanks! I'll try and continue!
AN: So why is Uncle Lucy here? Whats Gabriel done now? How will the Winchesters deal with not only the two mini monsters but Uncle Lucy as well?
"What are you doing here Lucifer?"
The blonde man ignored Dean's question as he smiled down at Danny as he wiggled his foot and the little boy giggled. He made no attempt to hide his eye role when Dean's gun clicked into place.
"If you shoot me and miss accidentally hitting one of my nephews, it won't be Gabriel you will have to worry about, and it mostly won't be me either. Michael and I do not agree on much, but our nephews are the one thing we do agree on"
"Then answer the question and blood don't have to start spilling"
Lucifer once again rolled his eyes as he stepped forward, more like limped with his little seven year old add on at the hip, he didn't even have to touch the weapon let alone get close enough to as he snapped his fingers while simultaneously falling down on the couch next to the distressed hunter, the gun in Dean's hand turning into a grey feather.
Both hunters watched mesmerized as Lucifer happily scooped the little boy up off his foot and brought him forward into his lap. His brother not far behind. The large wolf-dog layed down at his feet, its head resting on the ex-archangels foot. The twins happily snuggled into Lucifer's lax grip and their silent but noticeable four legged protector gave a sound that could be taken as a sigh of content when Lucifer wiggled his toes into its soft looking furry neck.
"Now, to answer your questions without the need for violence."
Dean was half tempted to yell at the ex-archangel to bring his gun back, but a look from Sam, and the words died at his lips. He'd settle for some answers.
"My dearest Baby Brother has always had a knack for finding trouble."
As Lucifer spoke, he absentmindedly adjusted the twins in his lap and ran his fingers through their light brown locks.
"When he had first found himself in this situation, he was more worried that his sons would be used as a sort of leverage you could say."
"But who is after him?"
Leave it to Sam to ask the important questions here. Lucifer paused in his absentminded movements and met the younger hunter with a level gaze. The younger hunter seemed to be the brains in this little duo, as Lucifer was starting to come to such conclusions. He went back to his movements as he answered the younger hunters question.
"I'm not sure of the name, I believe that they are Norse, however, or Egyptian, they are all the same to me honestly. Anyway, Gabriel had angered them way back, and I mean way way back, and now that they aren't hiding and licking their wounds they have decided to come out of hiding and take their revenge."
Lucifer was silent for a moment, Sam could practically see the mans brain spinning trying to remember who was after his little brother.
"Oh, yes, I believe one of them was Anhur, Egyptian God of War."
Dean looked confused for a moment. An expression that did not go unnoticed by their unexpected somewhat unwanted visitor. The hunter just didn't understand why some Egyptian God would be mad at Gabriel, he was an annoyance, sure, but still. That wasn't really a reason to be holding a grudge this long and hunt him, or his family (mostly his kids in Dean's opinion) down in cold vengeance.
"Honestly, Dean, I understand your not really that well versed in your biblical stories, and even though your trench-coated loyal puppy is correct in the area of the bible not being as accurate as it should be, you have to have at least a small retaining knowledge of our Fathers scourge on Egypt and the freeing of His people. Who do you think led the messages and such in the 'battle' it was not a cupid, Gabriel does no retain the title of Messenger for nothing you know"
Sam digested this information, as did Dean, and their conclusions could not be any more apart.
"He was worried for their safety, even if they hadn't went after the boys, they could and Gabriel doesn't want them to be put in that sort of danger."
"Why do we protect the brats, it may just be me, but if he was dumb enough to anger them enough for it to last this long, I say we hand them over and call it even"
Lucifer's face darkened at Dean's statement, and if possible, the room seemed to darken with it. He ignored Sam for a moment as he put his nephews down on the couch softly, startling the wolf-dog at his feet, as he shot up and had the elder hunter by the throat in a matter of moments. Dean's mistake, and flaw, being his mouth as he realized that he had momentarily forgotten that this was Lucifer he was talking too, what with him being so cooperative in giving answers and all. But was quickly reminded as to why he should never make this mistake again, nor that he should have made it in the first place.
"Don't you ever say that again. I am not my brother who follows you like some lost little puppy. I am watching you, as is much of Heaven, as you are left with Gabriel's children. I can and will make the rack look like a holiday if you ever make suggestions like that ever again. Gabriel was told to send the plagues to Egypt, he did not want to, but when Father gives you an order, you do it. You've hunted monsters your entire life, and yet the biggest monster I have ever seen is under my hand at the moment. If you think Gabriel is bad when he 'plays' the sludge of humanity then repeat your opinion of what we should do with his children while he is around and see what he does. If I had to choose one of my brothers to not anger, it would not be Michael, it would be Gabriel. Watch what you allow yourself to say"
"Uncle Lucy"
And it was the soft voice of the seven year old on the couch where the angered angel had once been seated that changed everything. Lucifer immediately let Dean's neck go, his gaze softening as he turned back to his nephew in the manner only a caring uncle can do.
"Yes little Jay Jay?"
The little brunette rubbed at his eyes, sleep still pulling at him, his gaze never wavering off of the blonde man he called out to.
"Why is it so quiet?"
It took them all a moment to realize the significance of the small question. Lucifer's face went through an arrangement of emotions; confusion, understanding, anger, fear, and worry. Sam looked back and forth between the Uncle and Nephews.
"Are they connected to angel radio? Is that silent?"
Lucifer shook his head in a way that can only be described as horror.
"They could hear Gabriel, as they are his children"
"Could?"
Both twins were awake now, looking at their Uncle with large green eyes and the large wolf-dog jumped up, growling from behind them.
"Now, he is silent"
Something was wrong, something was horribly undeniably wrong.
Sooo? Whats happened? Whats wrong with Gabriel? Why is it quiet now? Is he going to be ok? Will they come after the twins?
