"At first I thought it was Cas who had brought us back," Gabriel heard his brother say before sighing, "but now, knowing what I know…Is this the reason we are back?" Balthazar asked as he leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed against his chest and his eyes focused on the floor as if it held the answer he so desperately wished to know.

"I don't know," Gabriel said as he allowed himself to further sink into the chair he had been sitting at for the past hour. "I don't think any of us could ever begin to understand why Father does what he does. But I suppose this is the best guess we got." Gabriel said with such seriousness that it made Balthazar sink further into his thoughts.

"A nephew…we have a nephew…" Balthazar repeated over and over in his head. No matter how many times he repeated it, he still couldn't seem to wrap his head around it. Their little brother had a son, with a human. He, like Gabriel, didn't particularly hate the Winchester brothers. He just didn't know how to feel about Dean impregnating their baby brother. Because of course, it had to be Deans! Who else's baby would Castiel carry?!

"…Maybe his grace?" Gabriel hummed to himself. Yes, maybe his grace was something they had to save. Is that what their father wanted them to do? Is the boy's grace something far more important than what he had thought a nephilim's grace to be? It would make sense. The boy's grace did seem to becoming a bit more alive now that he remembered.

"What grace? I didn't feel one in the boy at all and I've been following him for days…" Balthazar said looking at Gabriel with an 'Are you stupid?' look. "You can't feel it? That's weird…" Gabriel asked a bit surprised. So Gabriel could feel a grace? Huh? "Maybe it's because you're an Arch angel?" Balthazar said as he moved to sit beside him.

"Hey! You brought me out here, the least you could do is listen to what I'm saying!" Balthazar heard a very annoyed teenager growl out as he leaned back in his chair, "Jeez, I don't even know why I'm here." Balthazar couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, "Sorry kiddo, I was thinking about something my brother said."

That's right, that time he and Gabriel followed Castiel to the emissary, and this boy was there. He had grabbed him and used him as a shield to hide from his baby brother. He had more half expected to be caught, but he supposed Castiel was far too worried about his son to not have suspected the invisible werewolf in the corner. There was something that just didn't make sense to him. Castiel wasn't stupid, he knew what the boy would be and the dangers that alone would bring him, but yet he let him go without protection? That didn't sound like something Castiel would do.

"I just can't believe my best friend is half angel and half human." Scott said as he ran his hand through his hair. It's been a few days since he found out by accident, but it was still hard to believe. "Well he isn't exactly half human. I wouldn't say his real dad is just any regular human." Balthazar found himself saying subconsciously. Dean had hardly aged from the last time he had seen him, and from what he's figured out so far he's been 'dead' for about 19 years. Castiel must have kept both of the Winchesters from aging normally.

"What do you mean he's not a regular human? Who's Stiles real dad?" Scott asked curiously as he leaned forward showing his obvious interest on the subject. Balthazar couldn't help but scrunch his name at his nephew's name, "Cassie really has bad taste in names. What kind of name is Stiles?!"

Scott couldn't help but narrow his brows. This angel had an annoyingly short attention span. "'Stiles' isn't his real name. No one could pronounce his name growing up, so he decided he wanted to be called Stiles. His real name is Hieronim." Scott explained before stumbling over his best friend's real name. "Sacred?" Balthazar said as a smile appeared on his lips. So, Castiel really loved the boy. Now he understood why Gabriel wanted to keep quiet about it, well partly.

"Huh?" Scott asked as he tilted his head in confusion. "That is what Hieronim means, sacred." Balthazar said before looking at the boy before him. He's been with his nephew since at a very young age, which made him wonder about their past. "About Stiles' dad…?" Scott began to ask once more but was only cut off by the angel.

"Ah, yes, Dean. Well like I said he's not an ordinary human. He's the vessel of the arch angel Michael, and that alone makes him very special." Balthazar said before smiling at the boy's reaction. "Michael? As in the angel who placed Lucifer in hell?" Scott asked wide eyed. What the hell Michael was real?! Of course he was; he was an angel after all. "Yeah, even Lucifer. They're also Stiles uncles." Balthazar said with a wide grin. Is this why Gabriel liked to mess with people? He liked it.

"W-Wait, you said Dean, right? Dean Winchester?" Scott asked wrapping his head around the easiest thing to accept. He wasn't ready to accept the complexity of Stiles real family. "That's the one," Balthazar said nodding his head with a smile. "Well that can't be right. Dean doesn't seem to like Stiles in the least. If I had to guess, I'd say Sam was Stiles' dad. They seem to be more alike than anything really." Scott said with a frown.

"Hm, you're right, they do seem to share the same interest but to be honest I think Stiles' personality is a lot more like Dean's." Balthazar said as he looked back at the few days he's spent watching over his nephew. The boy really was a lot like Dean, head-strong, resourceful, and good willed, smart, sarcastic, and cheeky.

"Actually, there is something I am curious about," Balthazar said as the smile on his face faded into nothing as he spoke the next words.

"What exactly happened last year?"

…..

Sam was sitting at the table completely engrossed with his research on his laptop. Bobby had called a day or two ago with news on were-jaguars.

"I haven't found jack squat."

It wasn't very helpful at all. He had tried to call up all his people but no one seemed to have known or ever come across a were-jaguar before.

"You're on your own kiddo."

Yeah, well he had figured out that much the moment he had said he had nothing for them. So, how should they kill this thing? The same way they kill regular werewolves? No, somehow he doubted that would work on her.

"Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammm!" Gabriel whined as he flicked a book away from him before adding, "I'm bored, how long are you going to be looking at that thing?" Sam looked up and nearly went wide eyed, what the hell was he looking at?!

Right in front of him, Gabriel, or should he say Castiel, was sitting in front of him where Gabriel should have been. "Why the hell do you look like that?" Sam practically yelled at the arch angel. "What do you mean why? I've been like this for the past hour or so out of boredom! You would know if you had paid a little attention to me!" Gabriel yelled back as he stood up from his seat and slammed Sam's laptop closed.

"Hey! I was looking at that." Sam said in a rather annoyed tone. "Too much work, you need to relax a little." Gabriel said with a mischievous smile as he crawled over the table and towards Sam. Sam flinched back and tried to stop him, "What the hell are you doing, Gabe?"

"Shh, call me 'Cas'." Gabriel said as he tugged off the trench coat. He had changed his appearance from Castiel to Stiles trying to entertain himself and get Sam's attention but neither had worked. If he had known whining would had worked, he would have done it sooner.

He climbed onto Sam's lap and wrapped his arms around the tall Winchester's neck, "Play with me Sammy." Sam groaned uncomfortably as he looked away from 'Castiel's' face, "Change back and we can go out somewhere, just seeing you act like this with that face is bizarre." Gabriel smiled wide and leaned in, "Why? Don't you like Cassie's face? I think he's rather cute."

"That's because-…" Sam was cut off by the sound of bottles shattering on the floor. When he turned towards the noise, he was surprised to see his brother standing there with a look that screamed utter betrayal. "Dean it's not what it looks like! I swear!" Sam quickly said as he stood up making Gabriel fall off his lap and onto the floor. He didn't know why he suddenly got so nervous, when he knew it was Gabriel but that look on Dean's face made him feel guilty.

"Cas…" Dean grumbled out venomously as he glared at the Castiel grumbling on the floor at Sam's feet. How could his brother and his angel do this to him?! He had just left to get his brother some beer like he requested, even though he was doing it for himself too, but still. How fucking dare he!

"Dean I can explain! That's not Cas, it's Gabriel! I swear!" Sam said as he pointed to the Castiel on the floor adjusting his trench coat. "Do you know how dumb that sounds?" Dean gritted out between his teeth. "No, it really isn't, remember that time he disguised himself as Dr. Sexy?" Sam said matter of factly.

Dean seemed to pause for a moment as if considering it before glaring at the Castiel grinning at him. "What? I was bored and Sam kept ignoring me." Gabriel said rather innocently as he turned back to himself. "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO USE CAS' APPEARANCE?!" Dean yelled angrily at Gabriel but it only made the arch angel laugh like an idiot.

"By the way, where is the Cas?" Dean asked as he looked around the room. When he had left, Cas, the real one, was trying to help Sam. Gabriel couldn't help the growing grin on his face from widening, "The kid called asking Castiel out on a date and of course, when it comes to that kid Castiel is more than willing to go. Hmm, you really have been replace huh, Dean-O?"

Dean ignored the arch angel and looked towards his brother. He was already more than pissed off at Gabriel. He was at the point where he wanted to bring the angel to his second death. The whole week he had done stuff like this. Yesterday, he had come home to a Castiel asleep wrapped around a Stiles. The day before that, Stiles had been in the middle of trying to steal a kiss from a Castiel. The day before that, a Stiles was holding hands with a Castiel and snuggling up against him. They all had been Gabriel… He should have expected it to be Gabriel but still, that shifting was too damn accurate. He just couldn't help but get mad.

"Well," Sam started as he brought a hand up to scratch the back of his head, "Stiles did call Cas to meet him in the woods, but Cas wouldn't say for what."

"They're being very lovey dovey in the woods," Gabriel said with a wide grin, "I saw them."

Dean gritted his teeth in anger as he clutched his fists at his sides, "You… if this is another one of your tricks, Imma kill you myself."

"Tsk. Tsk. This is why Cas left you, your no fun to be around." Gabriel said as he shook his finger out in a 'no no no'.

Dean just kicked the broken bottles of beer angrily before leaving the motel room and slamming the door behind him. So what? He's never been 'Fun' but still Cas still loved him, there was no way he was going to be replaced. Besides, Cas still loved him as much as he always did, that was proven a few nights ago.

…

Cas was sitting beside Stiles in a corner. His son had been 'grounded' from all training activities by the alpha. So, he had been bound to the Hale house and left under the protection of Cas, much to Derek's displeasure. Scott had not shown up, and Stiles had put up a fight to have Cas come and keep him company. One fight he had obviously won.

Castiel watched as his son paced the room impatiently. Even this small action of his son made him smile like a proud parent. "Ah, screw it! That sourwolf can't tell me what to do!" Stiles declared as he stopped pacing the room before grabbing his sweater as he added, "Come on Cas, let's go. I don't know why I should stay here. Besides wouldn't it be more dangerous for me to stay here?"

"Stiles, maybe the alpha is right, maybe you should stay here where it's safe." Castiel said as he moved towards his son. "Kate's not stupid. It's obvious that she had a plan for everything if she came to attack me in my own house knowing that Derek would be there." Stiles said as he crossed his arms against his chest. He thought it would be better to be on the move then just sit here.

"Sti-…" Castiel was about to say something but he was interrupted by an eerie female laugh. "Smart as ever, Stiles." Kate said walking out from the shadows before she threw a lite match towards the angel only to make a circle of flames surround him. "Holy oil…" Castiel couldn't help but panic as he looked around himself. His panic only rose when his eyes landed on his son, "No!"

"Cas!" Stiles yelled as he tried to get to him, but only ended up getting caught in Kate's death grip. "Where do you think you're going?" Kate hissed at him as she tightened her hand around his arm. "Ow! Ow! It hurts you bit-…Aaahhh!" Stiles cried out when he felt her claws sink into his arm. "Sorry I have to leave so sudden, I have to deliver this kid. But don't worry I will be back to finish you off." Kate said as she pointed a silver blade in Castiel's direction making the angel flinch and stumble back. There was no denying it, that blade she had it was an angel's blade.

His brothers knew.

"Let go of me! Cas! Derek!" Stiles yelled as his panic began to rise to dangerous levels. Aw, man he was going to die and there was no stopping it. Castiel couldn't help him because whatever she did to him had left him frozen in place inside the fire. And Derek wasn't anywhere near.

Castiel couldn't help it; he had never felt fear in such depths that it would render him unable to move. Someone knew about his son, and they were after him. He needed to get out of here, but he couldn't help the unreasonable anger from swelling in his chest.

The other angel, who knew of Stiles existence, was…

"Gabriel…" Castiel mutter out venomously.