Cas frowns at the long line of the trench coats. All the same style and colour.

"Are these all really necessary?" The angel asks.

Jennifer looks over her shoulder and chuckled at his confusion.

"Your man with style Misha." Cas still didn't understand who this Misha was. Why have lots of trench coats when Cas only needed one. "Bet you couldn't wait to get that blood of your face."

"The fake blood?"

Cas touched where the blood was and frowned. Michael beat him up pretty badly and yet Jennifer casually washed it off leaving no scratches or bruises behind. It was like the angel was healed within one wipe.

Jennifer put her finger to her ear where the earphone was.

"Yeah...Uh huh. Got it." She turns and grins. "Good news you got a longer break. Bob suggested for you to be anywhere apart from the set for the bunker because Alex is doing his scenes and we can't have no distractions."

"Alex?"

"Yeah. Jensen went home with his wife. Family business."

Cas's eyes widen.

"What?"

"Problem?"

"Yes. There is a problem. An archangel problem." Cas quickly brushes the woman out of the way and rushes out of the room.

"Misha where you..." She stops herself and sighs dramatically. "Whatever. I got other things to do."

She bent down and started arranging the clothes.

"You let him go?"

"I didn't have a choice Cas. He just went."

"What are we gonna do? Michael is gone. This Bob wants me for filming. I don't know what I'm suppose to be doing."

Sam shrugs.

"We ain't even got a script."

Jack sighs.

"Can't we tell Bob we wanna go home."

"It's not that simple Jack. Bob is quite a hard guy to talk to."

"But he let Michael go?" Cas said with a frown.

"That's cuz 'Jensen's' wife sweet talked him."

"Wife? Michael is married."

"Yeah and you wouldn't guess who it is." Sam looks at the angel. "Jo."

"Jo?"

"The healer."

"Jo...What? Anael."

"Yes."

"Michael is married to an angel?" Jack says looking surprised.

"In this universe. She is not Jo she is an actress. I researched it her name is Danneel Harris...Ackles after she married...umm Jensen."

"Are you married?" Jack asks.

Sam thought about it. His eyes widen.

Oh crap fake Ruby.

"Are you?" Jack repeats.

Sam nods.

"Uh yeah. I'm married to fake Ruby."

"Ruby? The demon?" Cas questions. Sam nods. Cas rolls his eyes. " Isn't that ironic."

"Misha is married to."

Cas frowns.

"I'm married." Cas thought who he might be married to. Hope fills inside him. "Am I married to Meg?"

"Uh no. You are married to Victoria Vantoch. "

"Who does she play?"

" Uh she is not an actress. "

"Oh."

The angel looked disappointed.

"What about me?" Jack asks looking very curious now. Sam shakes his head. Jack's excitement drops. "Oh."

"Trust me you are a lucky one." Sam says.

"You are young. It's not your time yet." Cas says.

Sam nods.

"Exactly."

"Alex!" Bob's voice booms through the set.

"Oh no." The former nephilim started becoming anxious. "I'm not ready."

" Uh... " Sam felt useless. He couldn't help the kid. "Jack just..."

" ALEX. "

"Play along Jack uh just be yourself but not yourself if you get what I mean."

" No I don't get what you mean. "

"You gotta play as Alex but you got to play as Jack. "

"I'm playing as Alex and I got to act out as myself?" Jack frowns. "I'm confused."

"Look anywhere but the camera." Sam says remembering his brother's words.

"Um okay." Jack took the advice on board and followed the yells coming from Mr Singer.

"Now what?" Cas asks.

"Jared. Misha." Rebecca walks with her hand out. "Rebecca Flanagan." Sam and Cas stare at the hand. The interviewer frowned and lowered her hand. "I'm here to ask a few questions regarding the new season. I was gonna continue with Alex but he is busy so I'll interview you guys."

"Uh...right yeah um let's get started."

Sam gives Cas an anxious look as he said it.

Rebecca beams.

"Alright gentlemen. Lets get coffee, a room and then we'll get started."

Turns out looking after human children was harder than the archangel thought it would be. He asked them one simple question if the children were hungry. All he wanted was a simple yes or no answer not the children jumping around like rabbits shouting out different types of food.

The archangel looks through his vessel's memories but in terms of food the hunter didn't offer much. He paused at one memory of Dean as a child giving his younger brother mac and cheese. He looks at the children.

"Mac and cheese?"

The children stopped and let out an yeah yeah.

Michael smiles.

"Good. Go and sit down behave yourself."

" Yes daddy. "

Again Michael cringed. It felt so wrong to be a father. It was forbidden in Heaven to start a family.

Yet Dean's Lucifer broke all the rules. Went and produced a nephilim. He thought.

The archangel steps into the kitchen.

Look at that nephilim now. He thought a smirk spreading across his lips.

Michael grabs an apron and wraps it around himself. No way he was getting this suit dirty. He looks through the fridge and cupboards while focusing on the memory. He copies the young Dean's footsteps going from the oven to putting the macaroni in a saucepan with hot boiling water. He gets another saucepan and puts the butter in it to melt.

While he was mixing the flour into the butter, JJ skips in and goes up to her father's side.

"Daddy."

"Yes JJ." He answers not looking in her direction.

"Can we make cupcakes?"

"No." He puts bluntly causing the girl to blink at him.

"Why?" She asks.

"Because I said so."

JJ frowned. Her father has acted strange since he arrived. The way he walked, dressed, spoke, it was different.

"Are you okay daddy?"

"I'm fine." The archangel turns his back to her.

He adds the bay leaf and a quarter of milk into the pan. As the sauce started to thicken, the archangel added more milk along with the grated cheddar cheese and mustard powder.

"You need help?"

" I got this. " Michael answers.

He opens a bag of marshmallow mix and pours it into the mixture. He then pours tuna and cold hot dogs into it.

JJ cocked her head. She doesn't remember her mom and dad making mac and cheese like that.

"Daddy. Marshmallows doesn't go with cheese."

The archangel ignores her and continues focusing on the memory. He drains the pasta and mixes it with the cheese sauce. He puts it in an oven proof dish and places it in the oven.

"Right." Michael shuts the oven and turns to face the child. "Twenty five minutes. I'm sure you can wait."

"Daddy."

The archangel raises his finger to silence her.

"Other room now."

JJ gave up and walked into the other room with her head down.

Daddy is acting weird. She thought.

Michael stared at the clock. His eyes remained glued to it watching the hand move on to each number.

Twenty five minutes later, the archangel looks away and blinks for the first time since he looked at the clock. He puts on oven gloves and removes the dish from the oven.

The archangel smiles at his work. Considering it was his first attempt at cooking the meal it actually looked not that bad.

Thank you Winchester. He thought.

Michael cuts the mac and cheese into smaller portions. He puts some into the twins plates and some on JJ's plate. He puts the leftovers on the side.

"Dinner is ready." He shouts.

He puts the plates down on the dining table. JJ sits down swinging her legs around. The twins raised their arms wanting to be picked up. Michael nods understanding what they meant and scoops them up one by one. He straps them both into the high chairs.

"Eat." He says sounding like an order.

JJ picks up the spoon and scoops her first helping. She glances at Michael's cold stare which causes her to look away. She eats it and chews. She then spits it out and coughs.

"Gross."

Michael leans forward glaring at the child.

"What do you mean gross?"

"Its yucky." She answered truthfully.

Michael picks up the spoon and looks at the twins.

"Lets see what they think."

He scoops the food and puts it into Arrow's mouth. The baby's face screws up and she spits the food out.

Michael shakes his head looking puzzled. What went wrong? He followed every step. He saw Sam's reaction in the memory. The little Sammy loved it.

What went wrong? The archangel questioned.

Michael decided to try it himself. Now human he will able to taste what humans eat. Michael scoops up the gooey, cheesy substance and puts it into his mouth.

The archangel's eyes widen and he runs to the sink and spits the food out. He turns on the taps and washes his mouth out with water.

"Oh." Michael coughed and wiped his mouth with a towel. "What was that?"

No wonder the children didn't like it that was vile.

Michael looks at his reflection and glares at it.

I take that back Winchester. He thought angrily.

"Daddy." JJ raises her I Pad. "This is mac and cheese."

Michael leans forward and reads the screen. Everything he did is not on the screen. There is no marshmallows or hot dogs. Michael cursed in his mind. If he wasn't possessing Dean he would happily strangle the hunter to death for making him look like an idiot.

He hears the twins crying in the other room.

Great that is all I need.

The archangel started losing his patience. He couldn't handle a couple of screaming kids right now.

"Daddy."

"What!" Michael snaps at the child.

JJ puts a menu down and smiles at her distressed father.

"Lets order pizza."

Michael picks up the menu. His eyes scan through the lines and photos.

All I got to do is call this number and they will cook what I want. Anger vanishes from his face. This is it. Problem solved.

His eyes go on to the girl.

"Thank you." He says with a smile.

JJ beams at him.

"You're welcome."

Michael gets the phone and starts making the call.

I got the mac and cheese idea from an episode (Can't remember which one) when Dean was talking about making mac and cheese for his brother. Sam described it as exotic lol. Next chapter coming soon.