Summary: Dean and Sam get a shock when they find Castiel outside their motel room as a toddler, immediately suspecting foulplay. For some reason, the tiny boy won't go near Sam, and Dean becomes his soul comfort. Please R&R!
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A/N: Thanks for the support with the last chapter. I've decided to write an original ending and sequel with no slash and then an alternate slash ending with a possible sequel later. I don't know whether this plan is definite, however the non-slash ending and sequel are certainties.
Just trying to please everyone!
Hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Soul Comfort
-Twelve-
Gabriel stood in the middle of a warehouse, waiting for the arrival of one of his most trusted brothers. The room was cold, dark and damp, and hopefully the angel would arrive without Gabriel having to trap him in Holy Fire. This angel was the only one who cared enough for Castiel's welfare to help them, and help them he would.
"My, my, Gabriel...Long time no see."
Gabriel turned to find his brother, Balthazar standing before him, in a vessel of a blonde Londoner with a thin grey v-neck shirt, a jacket and jeans of all things. He chuckled, going towards his brother and nudging him gently. They'd not seen each other in years.
"Nice clothes."
Balthazar laughed and shook his head, pulling his brother into a long, close embrace. The two hugged and whispered gentle Enochian words to each other before breaking apart to look at each other.
"How's Castiel?" Balthazar asked, Gabriel sighing gently and clicking his fingers, taking them to Bobby's where Castiel was jumping excitedly around the tree.
"DEAN! Me put up dis one!" He cried, holding up the angel that would rest at the top of the tree.
"Okay, little man, you ready?" Dean asked, Castiel screeching with laughter as Dean swooped him up onto his shoulders and let him put the angel on the tree, "Well done, Cas! Great job, buddy, doesn't she look beautiful up there?"
"Yeah!" Castiel screamed, "She very bootiful, Dean!"
Balthazar's eyes became tearful as he watched Dean and his brother, hearing Gabriel sigh next to him.
"Dean cares for him like he's his own." He explained, "And Cas looks up to Dean like a father."
The angels met eyes and Castiel screamed with happiness, everyone turning and gasping as he sprinted towards the new angel and jumped onto him.
"BAFAZAR!" He yelled, "You here for Christmas?"
"Yes, I am." Balthazar replied, looking to the adults, "Can we talk later?"
All of them nodded and Balthazar gave Castiel a quick kiss, looking at him with warm eyes before snuggling him and blowing raspberries into his neck.
"Dean! It's Bafazar!"
"Balthazar?" Dean asked, the angel nodding, "He your big brother, Cas?"
"Yeah!" Castiel squealed, turning to Balthazar and pointing at Dean, "Dis is Dean! He's my best friend! I yuv him!"
"You love him, eh?" Balthazar asked, "Is he good to you?"
"Real good!" Castiel replied, "Me down! Down!"
Balthazar put him down and he ran to Dean, the older Winchester lifting him up and peppering his face with butterfly kisses. The two shared a loving look before pressing their foreheads together, Castiel laughing gently and stroking Dean's face softly.
"You gots funny eyes." He said softly, Dean laughing and kissing him gently.
"So have you." He replied, "Bath time, buddy?"
"Yeah!" Castiel cried, Dean putting him down on the floor and following him as he went to the bathroom.
Dean happily bathed Castiel, the two talking, singing and playing in the water as they did. Castiel reached for Dean who leaned forward, the little angel pulling him closer and wetting his t-shirt. He listened as Castiel told him all about his Christmas list and how he wanted Dean to help him write it.
Sam had told him all about the tradition of Christmas and Santa Clause, and about Christmas Eve when Castiel would have to go to bed and go to sleep or Santa wouldn't visit him. Sam had promised to make cookies and mince pies with Castiel as well as helping him to make a snowman should snow bless Sioux Falls with its presence. The baby angel became tired towards the end of his bath, and he started to drift into sleep as he sat in the water, so Dean lifted him out and dried him, dressing him in his pull up diaper, and his light blue pyjamas with little clouds and stars on them. He looked adorable and the hunter took him to bed, placing him in and tucking him in as he rubbed his back to help him sleep.
"Night, my baby." He whispered, "Sleep tight, buddy."
"Night, Dean." Castiel replied sleepily, "Yuv you."
"Love you too, Cas." Dean said softly, kissing the little boy's head as he cuddled up to Baby the bear, and he left the room to go and speak with the others.
For some reason, he had a bad feeling about this conversation.
"We don't know if whatever did this even was an angel or not." Sam explained, Balthazar nodding as he listened, "We're just going along with whatever Cas has told us."
"I see." Balthazar replied quietly, "I'll do whatever I can to find out what's happened to my brother. In the meantime I'll spend the Christmas season with you all and I hope you continue to care for Castiel as well as you have done in my absence."
The group nodded and watched as Balthazar left, Dean turning to the sound of sniffles from the doorway only to see Castiel standing there with tears streaming down his face. He rushed to the little boy's side, holding onto him and hushing him as he wept into his shoulder. If anything broke Dean's heart, this was it, seeing his Cas so upset and so distraught. The sniffles turned to sobs and the sobs turned to near screams, and Dean panicked at the thought of what had upset his angel.
"What's wrong, Cas?"
"Bafazar lefted!" Castiel cried, "He no yuv me no more!"
"Oh, buddy, he loves you more than anything." Dean whispered, "He just had to go 'cause he's busy..."
"Busy?" Castiel asked, "Doing what?"
"Um..." Dean stumbled, suddenly having an idea, "Helping Santa Clause with the toys."
The baby angel began to calm, and the rushing of air sounded to reveal none other than Crowley who smirked at the sight of little Castiel.
"Well, what have you morons done this time?"
"CROWLEY!" Castiel screamed, rushing towards the demon and hugging his legs.
Crowley looked down with a slightly disgusted expression as Castiel sat on his foot and he went to shake the little bugger off his leg, but Dean grabbed the angel and held him close, Crowley smiling and brushing a hand through the little boy's hair.
"Well, well, Castiel." He began, "What have they done to you now?"
-TBC-
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