They wandered back into the living room approximately ten minutes later after Dean was all done with his complaining about having known that the kid had existed and Castiel's failure to bring him up despite the protocol and rules that the angel told him were in place as precaution and protection. Sam edged around the room as far from Lucifer as possible, his eyes glued to the archangelic devil whom had taken up the vacated spot on the sofa, kid cradled in his lap, humming under his breath as he watched the boy he was holding slowly fall asleep.

He came to sit next to Gabriel, on the other side of the room, as far from Lucifer as possible. The messenger spared him a glance, a long silent glance, before sighing heavily and leaning back in the worn cushions.

Lucifer's voice reverberated around the room, deep and melodic, mesmerizing. Sam was stuck staring at him and he couldn't find it in himself to look away. The morning star had eyes solely for the boy though, his hand gently brushing hair from his eyes.

"Silent night, holy night

All is calm, all is bright"

If he didn't know (or think he knew) Lucifer as much as he did he'd almost have to say that his tone and his gaze could be classified as tender. But this was Lucifer they were talking about, there was always a unseen reason to all his actions.

"Is he serious?"

Dean, however, was not as subtle as his younger brother. He was glaring at the archangel on the opposite couch. Gabriel glanced up at him as well, eye brows scrunched together in confusion at their hostility, I mean sure Lucifer wasn't everyone's favorite guy but as far as he knew he'd been in cage up until the point Metatron had let the ball drop, either that or these two bozos could hold one hell of a grudge.

Wouldn't surprise him.

"Completely, he used to do this all the time."

"Round yon virgin, mother and child.

Holy infant, tender and mild"

Gabriel turned away from his brothers to look up at the hunters.

"When kiddo was down here the first time, most people think that Luci himself came to test him in the desert, but he was still locked in his cage and sent a projection. Sure he'd known the kid, known as Emmanuel back then, before he was kicked outta the happy house, but one look at him in the desert and bam Luci was all 'what are you doing out here' and 'are you trying to get yourself killed' and 'honestly Emmanuel'..."

"Sleep in heavenly peace"

The messenger went silent for a moment, turning his gaze back to his brothers. The glint of a silver ring around his older brothers finger caught his eye and he smiled happily.

"Dad works in mysterious ways"

"What?"

Gabriel shook his head as he pushed himself up from the couch, "Get some sleep buckos, you look like you need it"

Both Winchesters exchanged looks before turning to watch as the archangel walked over towards his brothers, gently scooped the kid up, and walked from the room. Lucifer stretched his arms out and his legs as he leaned back into the cushion, smiling over at the two Winchesters. Sam looked away quickly, his breath hitching, and Dean glared deadly at him. Lucifer rolled his eyes as he too pushed himself up and followed after his brother to where ever the kid had been sleeping.


Michael and Raphael were already in the boy's room when Gabriel and Lucifer entered. The healer was gently helping an unconscious Haniel back into the pillows behind him. Lucifer raised an eye brow as he stepped forward to aid his brother, his gaze concerned. Gabriel cradled the back of the boy's head as he waited for his brothers to give him the ok to set the kid down.

"What happened? Is he alright?"

Raphael nodded his head as he finally settled their sleeping brother on his back against the pillows. None of them had seen the Healer act to gentle, so tender, for a long long time. It was a welcome sight if not a bit weird to see, after so long.

"He is fine, weaker then he should be, it seems he was affected by the fall more then he originally let on," He paused as he nodded at Gabriel signalling that he could go ahead and place the boy on the bed with him. They watched as he put the boy down on the angels chest, and they all watched with lightened eyes as he wrapped his arms around the small boy unconsciously and the child snuggled up under his chin. Raphael wiped his hands on his pants and turned towards their other little brother.

"Nisroc I want to look you over as well"

They had almost forgotten the other principality was there he was so silent. He lifted his chin in what could be possibly be defiance. None of the younger angels admittedly liked going to the doctor. It most likely did not help that he was also their older brother as well.

Michael did not pull rank very often, but, "Nisroc, you will allow him this"

The guard deflated and lowered his head, if his wings were visible they would have lowered, deflated even. Raphael took that as his chance and placed a hand on the angels forehead. Nisroc closed his brilliant eyes at the soothing warmth that radiated from the Healers hand.

"Someone catch him"

Was the only warning they got before the younger sighed heavily and he fell forward. Michael caught his guard swiftly, lifting him bridal style away from the floor. His eyes roamed around the room unsure as to where he was meant to put him as their room they'd been given was not very large.

"Just put him on the bed, brother, you know how the younger ones used to sleep when they were younger"

Lucifer patted his shoulder and Michael nodded his head slowly.

"That was when they were younger, yes"

However, as he said this he was softly laying the younger angel out on the bed beside their younger brothers. He smiled as Nisroc turned slightly on his side and Haniel nuzzled his head closer. He pretended not to see the smug smile his little brother wore as they curled into each other like puppies.

"It is too silent"

They each nodded in agreement, it was too silent, even Lucifer had still been able to hear his family whilst locked in his cage.

"We must reestablish a link with the Host"

Gabriel nodded, "While I agree with that, I also think it would be best if we give the kid back to Dad until we can get our hands on Metadouche"

"Gabriel this will be the only time I will warn you about your language, I agree that is a good idea but none of us know where Father is"

"Kiddo knows where he is"

Raphael rubbed a hand down his face, taking a deep breath before speaking, "For some reason, I don't think attempting to find Him will be a problem"


Sunset eyes opened the following morning and the scrunched up in discomfort. He whined deep in his throat as he reached backwards attempting to scratch at his back. This happened every now and then and usually Daddy was there to help him, but as far as he knew, Daddy wasn't here. Nisroc felt his discomfort after a short moment and sat up in alarm.

"What is wrong Little Prince?"

"Nis my back feels funny!"

The whine in his voice was evident. Nisroc and Haniel exchanged looks over his head. This did not happen often but when it did the boy was an absolute nightmare. Haniel cautiously reached forward to touch the child' back and he let out a loud screech. Jumping from the bed the small boy bolted away from them.

"NO! Don't touch 'em"

He reached behind him at his back once more, the door slamming open as Raphael and Gabriel rushed in. The healer tried to help their brother as well but he refused him the ability to touch his back as well.

"No! I want Daddy!"

He ran from the room, his sunset eyes threatening to fill with tears, taking the stairs two at a time he made it to the bottom at record speed. Sam and Dean were still too focused on the fact that Chuck had just appeared at the door to notice the boy staring up at him from the stairs. Chuck pushed passed them hurriedly, arms held out for the small savior.

"Yeshua, My Son, I feared the worst when your brothers and sisters fell!"

The boy jumped from the last stair and ran into the mans open arms. Chuck lifted him up off the floor, up, above his head.

"Daddy!"

Chuck pulled the small child into a large embrace, spinning slightly in the spot as he did, a hand cradling the boys head close to his chest, the other hugging him close. Small hands grasped at the mans tshirt until the knuckles were white. After a long moment though the boy began squirming in discomfort. Chuck sighed compassionately at His small Son.

"Are they bothering you My Little Prince?"

The boy nodded, and Sam wondered what they were talking about. Chuck nodded slowly as he adjusted his hold just a tab, looking over his child's shoulder as he pulled up the back of his shirt. The younger Winchester sucked in a breath at the sight of the little guy's back. There was several strips of skin that was clearly abnormal to the normal skin pattern. Small bumps and marks littered the boys skin, almost as if he had been whipped at some point, and Sam briefly wondered how much of the bible stories was actually true.

"Most of them are, surprisingly."

Sam jumped at the voice, and almost flew out of his skin when he turned to look and saw Lucifer standing right beside him. His breathing quickened in pace as he took a minute but noticeable step back. Lucifer watched him strangely as he did almost as if he was seriously unsure as to why he would. Sam did not let the look fool him one bit though, that was just like Satan to try and play coy as if he was the actual victim here. Narrowing his eyes, Lucifer took a step closer. Sam stumbled backwards as he did.

Chuck sighed through his nose, "Oh my Little Baby Boy", gently reaching around to scratch the child's back gently. Jesus smiled happily and nuzzled his face into his Daddy's chest once more. Sitting in one of the empty chairs, Chuck settled the small boy on his lap as he continued to scratch his tiny scarred back. He looked back up, his eyes shining with age old wisdom and another thing that none of the gathered humans could quite place. Nisroc and Haniel chose that moment to come down, upon spotting their Lord and Father seated in the chair had taken to attempt to kneel on the floor. He shook His head, smiling warmly, and waved them back up.

"Haniel, Nisroc, I am happy you are of good health after the fall, and I want to thank you for ensuring My Son's continued protection and survival, I am very proud of you, both of you"

The exchanged a smile, glowing together under His praise. Chuck smiled at them once more as His gaze traveled back towards the four archangels behind them. They stood at attention under His gaze.

"Michael, Lucifer, go and reopen the gates, find whom ever has struck such a blow to the Host and bring him to the Court"

The two eldest angels nodded at His command, gone before any other words could be spoken. Chuck turned his attention towards the remaining two archangels.

"Gabriel, spread the word that I have returned, Raphael, go look after your siblings, make sure that the injured ones get the help they need. Castiel, go, retrieve Balthazar, I know he is not as dead as he would like me to believe."

They too nodded and like the elders were gone before anyone could voice anymore commands. His gaze traveled down to His little boy, patting him on the back gently.

"All better?"

Jesus nodded slowly, twisting in His lap as he readjusted his shirt in the same movement. Wrapping his arms around his Daddy's neck, Chuck returned the embrace as he tucked an arm under His Son's bottom. Standing from his seat he turned to face the Winchesters and Bobby Singer. His gaze fell on the eldest and he raised his chin slightly.

"Thank you Robert, for aiding my children and providing My Son with a safe place to stay, I do not say this to many but I am in your debt"

"Where the hell have you been!"

Leave it to Dean to ruin the moment though, he turned to glare at the elder Winchester dangerously. Tapping his hand on His Son's head lightly to gain his attention for a moment.

"Yeshua, never repeat that word"

"Okay Daddy"

And then He turned back towards Dean, "I will only tell you this once Dean Winchester, you will watch your tone and your language, my children have been dealt a terrible blow by one of their own and am not in the mood for such insolence at the moment. I normally find it amusing but in this instance that is not the case. As to your question, I have been here, among my favorite creations. I cannot interfere on most because of Free Will, a loophole I created"

He glanced upwards, obviously seeing something they couldn't. Whatever it was startled the little boy on his hip, as he whined and huddled closer into his Daddy's side. Chuck pressed a quick sound kiss to the boys brow.

"It's alright My Little One, you are safe with Me"

Turning His attention back towards the hunters, he offered them a chance no other could say they have had to opportunity of getting.

"My sons have captured the coward responsible for his travesty, Robert Singer, in accordance with your housing my sons during this event you are permitted to be present at the proceeding trial for the accused, Sam and Dean may come with you if they so choose."

They all nodded and Chuck held out his spare hand for them to grab onto.

Daddy was back now, and he meant business.


Soooo! Papa!Chuck anyone? Should there be one more chapter? Threeshot?