No One's POV

"Wife?" Dean echoes. "His wife? You're married?"

"Yes… I don't understand why this is so surprising… What!? Do I look that unattractive, single, or something..?" Chuck questions, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Well… I mean, you're-" Dean sort of makes a gesture to Chuck as if to say less than or unassuming perhaps. "And she's so-" He makes a gesture to Ellowyn. "Hot…"

"That's my wife, Dean." Chuck looks unamused by Dean's words, an unusual large crack of thunder and lightning snapping outside the Bunker.

"I mean that in a completely respectful way, Mrs. Shurley… Goddess of Creation…" Dean offers, holding up his hands.

"Call me Ellowyn, Dean. Or Ellie." Ellowyn offers with a smile, before she rolls her eyes at her husband.

"So… If you're the Goddess of Creation…" Sam sort of speaks, as if attempting to put two and two together, his mind not quite understanding. "Then… Did you really create the universes?" Sam looks at Chuck as if trying to puzzle together things.

"In my defense…" Chuck offers, holding up his hands when Ellowyn gives him a look. "They sort of just assumed…"

"Are you kidding?" Lucifer snorts, now stepping out from behind his mother. "Dad can't create anything… Or, he couldn't, not without Mom."

"What are you doing here?" Dean and Sam both jump at the sight of Lucifer.

"Mom brought me." Lucifer answers, shrugging a little nonchalantly.

"And you're going to behave, Lucifer." Ellowyn reminds, sending her son a look.

"Yes, momma." Lucifer mumbles, his wings shuffling behind him as he scoots closer to his mother, as if hiding behind her.

"To answer your question, Sam Winchester. I gave Chuck some of my powers." Ellowyn answers the younger Winchester. "However, the Archangels were born, as the direct result of my powers combined with my husband's. But the rest, they were gifts. From my husband."

"Even Earth?" Sam questions.

"Ah- well… No…" Chuck interjects with a nervous laugh. "That- that was after…"

"After what?" Dean questions.

"After dear old Dad sent our Mother away." Lucifer answers, giving a glare towards his Father.

Lucifer blamed his Father for many things, and the reason he fell wasn't just because he hated humans; hating humans was an excuse, no, Lucifer hated what they represented. His Father made Earth and humanity after the war with Amara, and after he had sent Ellowyn away with Death and Chronos, but all Lucifer saw was his Father's carelessness, his Father could have done more to protect Ellowyn during the war, more to heal her. But instead, he used their Mother's powers for his own gain and when she was no longer useful, left her, he moved on.

"After the war with Amara… Mother got injured. And he sent her away with Death, with Chronos." Lucifer continues. "We never saw her again." Lucifer glares harder at his Father.

"Son, I know you're angry..." Chuck begins.

"Of course I'm angry at you! You took our Mother from us!" Lucifer growls, lunging a little at Chuck, making the Winchesters jump back in case Lucifer were to take his anger out on them.

"Lucifer!" Ellowyn rebukes sharply, arm sweeping out and catching Lucifer by the scruff before he can move forward. "Enough. What did I say?"

Lucifer hisses a little, grumbling like a sulky child before slinking back to his Mother's side, his wings fluffing a little before dropping to his side, Gabriel already plastered to his Mother's side, simply happy and content to have his Mother back; Gabriel had always been the baby of the Archangels and treated as such.

"I'm s- sorry, Ellowyn." Chuck apologizes.

"Sorry isn't necessarily enough, Chuck. I've woken up with millenniums of my life gone… To learn that our children are scattered across the cosmos, Heaven is in shambles, and you've taken, what… A vacation?"

"Uh- well…" Chuck answers nervously.

"I expected you to take care of my babies… And you didn't." Ellowyn fixes Chuck with a look.

"But- but I made you Earth…" Chuck offers.

"Did I ask for Earth?" Ellowyn crosses her arms and looks at Chuck.

"Well… No?" Chuck chuckles nervously.

"I told you that she'd be mad…" Lucifer offers quietly from where he hides behind his Mother, not particularly wanting to get in trouble from his Mother again.

"That's not helpful, son." Chuck looks at Lucifer.

"Exactly. You had one job, Chuck. One. Take care of my children!" Ellowyn raises her voice. "And, where are they now!?" Ellowyn yells at her husband. "Lucifer was tortured by Amara, Gabriel had to be babysat by Chronos, his godfather, and where are Raphael and Michael!?"

"Okay, okay- yes, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Chuck stutters out, holding out his hands. "I'm sorry, honey. Don't be mad! I'm sorry. Do you want another baby? Or another universe?"

"I want my children I have now, Chuck!" Ellowyn yells at her husband.

"Right, yes… Okay! Okay!" Chuck nods frantically, waving his hand and remaking Raphael almost immediately before the eyes of the Winchesters, a swirl of light and power mixing and swirling together in a flurry.

"Wha- Father?" Raphael blinks. "Winchesters?" His deep voice asks, confusion clear in his tone, despite the severity of it.

"Raphael." Ellowyn smiles, the anger and fury she had in her tone completely disappearing.

"Momma! I was dead!" Raphael flies at his Mother, hugging her, all propriety gone.

"Dead." Ellowyn deadpans. "He was dead!?"

"But he's not now!" Chuck hastily offers, cringing a little.

"He was DEAD!?" Ellowyn yells, her face showing anger on it as her own powers cause thunder and lightning to crash outside in harsh, furious strikes. "And where is Michael!? Is he dead too!?"

"N- n- no." Chuck shakes his head. "He- he's-"

"In Hell." Lucifer supplies for his Mother, watching his Mother and Father fight with rapt fascination, like a rapid tennis match going back and forth; despite what most thought, what the history books wrote, even what his Father had written when he re-wrote history, Lucifer loved his Father, but he had always loved his Mother more, and he didn't want them to fight, but he also thought his Mother was rightfully angry.

"He's WHAT!?" Ellowyn screeches, her powers shoving Chuck backwards and slamming his back into the table in the War Room. "Why is my son in HELL!?"

"Lucifer and Michael started a war." Gabriel speaks up, still holding onto his Mother like a fledgling. "Lucifer tried to kill me over it." He tattles unhelpfully. "Lucifer and Michael both fell into the Cage… In Hell…"

"I leave for a few centuries and you all attempt to start a war with each other!? And where were you in all of this, Chuck!? Certainly not taking care of my babies!" Ellowyn is nearly hysterical with distress.

"Mom- momma, it's okay." Raphael tries to calm his Mother down, tugging on her dress cuff a little.

"IT'S NOT OKAY!" Ellowyn shouts, her eyes blazing with anger.

Chuck simply ducks his head as Ellowyn continues to shout, clearly knowing it was better to not speak when she was this angry at him, her powers bringing down lightning and sheets of rain directly outside the Bunker.

"Momma- momma." Gabriel tries, holding onto his Mother. "It's okay now… We're all okay. We're just happy you're back."

"Here… Happy family again…" Chronos suddenly pops in, Michael in his grasp scruffed like a kitten. "You know… The things I do for you, Ellie. But if you would stop storming, it's ruining my suit…" He drops Michael in front of Ellowyn before brushing off invisible dust on his suit.

"Who the hell are you?" Dean demands.

"Chronos, God of Time." Chronos smirks.

Thanks to Fanficqueen306, she helped give me inspiration for a part of this chapter! You're my awesome soul-sister!

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