Question time! When the end of the story comes would you like to see Sammy stay a babe or turn back into his adult self?

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Brushing back brown hair Lucifer found himself staring down at his vessel falling even more in love with every moment. He was the most beautiful creature that he had ever seen and now he was holding him. How could he be so lucky?

Ever since he had been cast out of Heaven he had been dreaming of the moment he'd be able to be with the human. It was one of the few things that had kept him sane while he was in the cage. It was the most amazing thing he had ever experienced.

At last it should have been. He had heard many stories from his demons on the type of person Sam was. He knew just how strong and tenderhearted the man was. He knew every little detail that came with him.

He had thought that he had known what to expect when he first met his vessel. Then he actually did and after all the time he spent thinking of their meeting he had never imagined who Sam truly was. He never dreamed of how pure he was.

When he finally was free he had thought it would be easy to get the human to say yes. Even with him being a hunter the draw that one felt to their angel was strong, especially the draw of an archangel. It should have been too much.

Yet Sam fought him with everything that he was. Something that Lucifer was actually proud of. Not that he'd admit it out loud. The fight that was in the human just made the idea of having him all the sweeter.

And that was exactly what he was going to do. Both he and Sam knew that. The fallen angel had a feeling that that was exactly why the hunter fought as hard as he did. He wanted to give into him and he hated that feeling.

That was the thing that he hated about the situation. The last thing that he wanted to do was cause the human more harm than he already had. He was something that he knew he had caused the boy on more than one occasion.

He had known, counted on really, that his vessel would feel something towards him. What he hadn't though of was him returning said feelings. He was Lucifer. He would never allow himself to fall for a human. Even if said human was made for him.

Sam Winchester was special. And now he was in his arms. It would be so simple to leave. No one would be able to stop him and he'd finally have the one thing he wanted. For some reason, that he didn't want to leave about, he didn't.

Before he could think any further though the little boy squirmed in him arms. Icy blue eyes stared down at Sammy watching as he curled closer to his chest. Then the beautiful hazel eyes blinked up at him a sleepy smile coming to the boys lips.

"Warm," Sammy muttered cuddling closer to him again.

A chuckle fell form the fallen angel at that. He had never thought that someone would describe him as warm. He didn't even describe himself as warm. His lovely little vessel was absolutely perfect for him.

"Hello, Sammy," Lucifer greeted his hand moving so it was rubbing across his back, "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah."

Hearing the soft reply Lucifer couldn't help but smile at him. Bending down he placed a kiss to the boys fore head causing him to giggle. He was so sweet and the angel was never going to let him out of his life again.

They fell into silence after that and all Lucifer could do was watch as Sammy slowly became aware of his surroundings. He was afraid that the boy would climb out of his arms and go to find Dean. That he would be alone once more, but that didn't happen.

Instead he simply watched him back. All he knew about children, which was almost nothing, told him that they didn't do things like this. They were never still. Yet it seemed as if there was no place that he'd rater be than Lucifer's arms.

A voice in the back of his mind told the angel that he was getting too attached. He was never meant to care for him. In his mind he cursed his Father once more for doing this to him. He was supposed to be strong, to be better, but he found himself willing to kneel for his vessel.

He had no idea when exactly it was that he had figured out that he loved the human. It was the day that everything that he had been planning changed though. Not because he no longer wanted them. No, because Sam was more important.

There was no port of the hunter that he did not love and care for. That included his childhood self. Not in the same way that he cared for him as an adult, but he cared none the less. There was nothing that would ever change those feelings.

Which was something that he had learned the hard way. The hard way of course involving him actually causing Sam harm. He had never hated himself more than when he had caused the man to break ever so slightly. It was simply wrong.

"Lucifer?" Sammy questioned dragging him from his thoughts, "Is it lunch time?"

"Not yet," Lucifer replied not fully knowing if he was right, "Dean will come where it is."

"Okay."

That was when he decided to climb out of the fallen angel's lap. A small part of Lucifer demanded that he pick the boy up once more. If Sammy thought he was warm than he had no idea how he felt himself. It was perfectly peaceful.

He didn't move far before he turned back to him and offered his head. Hazel eyes were filled with such trust that without meaning to the angel swore to himself that he'd do whatever it took to keep the boy from falling. He had to keep him safe.

Reaching out he slipped his hand into the boy and let himself be pulled to his feet. Once he was on his feet he was lead over to the table in the center of the room. A handful of toy soldiers had been placed out for him to play with.

"Will you play with me?" Sammy asked staring up at him with hopeful eyes.

Those eyes were going to be the death of him. They were so expressive and he had no idea. Neither as a child or as an adult. He had no idea just what kind of power he had over Lucifer. That was probably a good thing.

"Of course," Lucifer agreed before moving to sit on the floor.

When they were both on the floor Sammy started to explain the game of war. It seemed that he thought that Lucifer wouldn't know. Oh how he wished that he was true. How he wished that things had been different in the end.

"And this is the most important soldier," Sammy explained pushing the toy into his face, "The doctor. He can save anyone, but he can't get hurt or you lose. You have to keep him safe, Lucifer. Okay?"

With a nod of his head the game began. It probably shouldn't have surprised him that the most important soldier to the boy was the doctor. For as much as he fought and killed he never left someone if he knew that they needed him.

It was something that he both despised and was proud of in the hunter. If he didn't care for humanity the way he did he would have said yes. Yet after everything that he had been through he still say the good in the world. Even when it quit seeing it in him.

Lucifer felt his blood boil at that. Same cared deeply for everyone, including those that did him harm, and that was how he repaid him? They did everything they could to tear him down and he took it. He thought he deserved it.

"Lucifer," Sammy started out for nowhere.

"Yes," Lucifer prompted putting the toy he was holding down.

"Do you think my brother and daddy are coming back?"

Blinking a few times the fallen angel cocked his head to the side. He could not lie to the boy. He could lead him in a direction though and hope that he wasn't going to cause more harm than good that way.

"Do you believe they will?" Lucifer questioned watching the boy closely.

"Dean said they would," Sammy answered pushing one of the toys over.

"But?"

A sigh fell from the boys lips as he pushed another toy down. He looked so down trotted as his mind worked overtime. That was his Sam though. As a child or as an adult he always over thought things.

"I want Dean," Sammy finally said his soft voice filled with such pain and anger.

"I believe Dean is outside," Lucifer offered though he knew that wasn't what the boy meant.

"No! I want my Dean! I want my big brother!"

Lucifer watched with sad eyes as his vessel broke down crying. He was not good with tears. At least not anymore. There had been a time when he was the angel his brothers went to if they needed something. Now he was only the cause of tears.

As he stared at the boy he realized just how much he looked like Gabriel at that age. A little small for his age, but with a mind that could take down anymore and an imagination that never quit running. It brought a smile to his face for a moment.

Without thinking Lucifer stood up and moved to Sammy's side before lifting him into his arms. It was a move that he had done many time with his own brother. That had been so long ago now it was almost like a dream.

As soon as he was in his arms the little boy buried his face in his neck a sob falling from his lips. He hung on so tightly to the fallen angel as he started to walk around the room attempting to calm him down. Sobs always broke his heart.

He had no idea how long he ended up pacing before Sammy finally calmed down, but he could feel eyes on his back. It wasn't difficult to figure out that it was Castiel in the shadows. He paid him no mind.

"I am sorry, Sammy," Lucifer muttered pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"I want De," Sammy cried his voice muffled by the angel's shoulder.

Not knowing what to do Lucifer found himself rubbing the boy's back as he swayed int hat spot. It was what he had done with Gabriel as well. Something he never got the chance to do with any of his other brothers though.

"Did you know I have an older brother as well?" Lucifer asked not fully understanding why he was opening up to the boy.

"You do?" Sammy said pulling his head away and wiping his nose on his sleeve.

"His name is Michael and I loved him very deeply. We were the best of friends. I would have don anything for him. At least I thought that."

Icy blue eyes looked away from Sammy as he got lost in thought. He truly had thought that he and Michael had been close, but he had done what their father had asked without thought. He had always done without thinking.

For as long as he could remember his brother simply did whatever was asked of him. It wasn't as if he could say anything as he had been the same way. Father could do no wrong in any of their eyes. Then everything changed.

Lucifer had never thought that not listening to Father would end in such a way. It wasn't as if he ever had to interact with humanity. He could leave them in peace and with all the angels knowing his hatred he'd be left alone. That didn't happen.

To this day he still had no idea why that had blown up in his face the way it did, but he knew that there was no going back. The war had broken too much for anyone to feel as they had before. It would never be the same.

A small hand rested on the side of his face dragging him from his thoughts. Looking down at the little boy the fallen angel saw the worry in his eyes. Offering a sad smile he took hold of the hand and placed a gentle kiss to it.

"You're sad," Sammy stated softly.

"I am," Lucifer agreed with a nod of his head.

"Because of Michael?"

"Yes, I miss my family very much."

Throwing his arms around the fallen angel's neck Sammy placed a sloppy kiss to his cheek. Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle at that a real smile coming to his lips. His vessel knew exactly what he needed.

"I know!" Sammy suddenly yelled pulling back, "Dean can be your big brother too. He's the best. You'd love him."

"Thank you for the offer," Lucifer smiled knowing the last thing Dean would do is be his 'big brother', "But I believe I will simply be an older brother myself."

Hazel eyes suddenly got wide at that a soft gasp falling from his lips. It was as if he had told the boy he was God. If there was any doubt in his mind on how much Sammy loved his older brother it would have been gone.

"You're a big brother?" Sammy whispered his voice full of amazement.

"I am," Lucifer smiled before looking towards where he knew Castiel stood, "Though I must admit I am not very good at it yet. I am trying though."

"I can help teach you! I know all the things a big brother should do."

Before Lucifer could respond the feeling of being watched was gone. A part of him fell at that. He had hoped that he would be able to get a small part of his family back. It seemed that Castiel didn't want it anymore than Gabriel.

"I appreciate the offer," Lucifer said looking down at the boy, "But I don't believe that my brother's want me."

"I want you, Lucifer," Sammy offered shyly hugging him once more, "I'll be your little brother."