Chuck walked into the assembly hall, where all his angels were waiting. Michael, Lucifer, and Raphael were waiting by the platform for him, while all the others assembled in front of them.

The angels immediately began bowing and gasping when they found themselves in God's presence. Most had never even seen him before, so they were overwhelmed his presence.

Chuck walked up to the platform. "Hello, Everyone. I know that you are all surprised to see me. For those of you who are worried, rest assured, nothing is wrong, however, I have some announcements to make, and some new regulations to implement."

All the angels gave their father their complete attention as they waited to hear what he had to say.

"Most of you will find it surprising to learn that I have not been in Heaven in quite some time," Chuck started.

Many angels gaped in shock and some whispered quietly for several moments.

"Now, I am not exactly pleased with the way things have been run in my absence, and I intend to make several changes to bring things back to order," Chuck told them.

Michael looked down in shame. He hadn't meant to displease his father. He thought he was doing the right thing. He thought he was leading his siblings the way his father wanted, to ascertain their obedience. Although, he supposed he went too far. What happened with Lucifer made him harder, plus he resented being forced to lead in the first place. All of that probably led to him being a little more harsh than he should've.

"Most of those changes will be addressed another day. For today, I have two things to announce. The first, as I'm sure you can all see, is the return of Lucifer. I know this likely frightens many of you, but there is nothing to worry about. He is no threat to anyone here. Right, son?" Chuck asked while giving his son a stern look.

"Sure, whatever," Lucifer said in a bored tone after a small, defiant silence.

Chuck nodded and turned back to the crowd. "Gabriel has also returned, though he could not be present for this meeting."

That last statement was met with much more enthusiasm. Gabriel was popular with many of the other angels. He'd always treated them with respect. They were overjoyed to learn that he was alive and had returned home.

"There is one more thing I want to address today. Many of you have noticed yet another addition to Heaven lately. A young boy who appears Human."

Many angels nodded, and some scowled, extremely put out by the fact that a living human was in their home. Such a thing wasn't supposed to be possible. Human souls were of course in Heaven, but they all had their own part of it. No human should be invading the angel side of Heaven.

"The boy's name is Sam, and while he might appear so, he is not human, at least not completely," Chuck said. He gaged their reactions and found that many were surprised and curious. "Sam belongs to Gabriel. He is a Nephilim."

Curiosity turned to shock, horror, and rage. The angels whispered furiously to each other, and the word 'abomination' came about more than once, as did calls for the child's destruction.

Michael became angry as he listened to the way they spoke of his nephew. It had only been about a week, but he was already very much attached to his brother's son. He spent time with him whenever he could. He loved the child. He reminded him of Gabriel when he was a boy. "How dare you?! You will never speak of my nephew in such a way! He is perfect!"

Lucifer looked ready to jump on them as well, by the way her glared. He didn't know the boy. His brother didn't allow him near him, but the kid was still Gabriel's, which meant quite a bit to Lucifer. Plus, he knew what it was like to be considered an outcast. That was no way for a little fledgling to be treated.

"Michael, that's enough," Chuck said before addressing the crowd. "Everyone, calm down. I know this is a shock to all of you."

"It is forbidden. It's an unfathomable crime!" one angel yelled out.

"Yes, I know the law you were taught. I made it. But I made such a law in order to protect the world from a being I believed couldn't be anything but dangerous, both to you and to humanity. However, Sam is no danger to anybody. That much, I can assure you. My grandson has a great deal of compassion, as well as a pure human soul. He is no threat. As such, the law about Nephilim being destroyed merely for existing is abolished. I certainly don't want you going out and procreating with humans, but I will not have my grandson condemned for existing when he has done nothing to deserve it. As such, after today, I will here no more talk about a Nephilim being an abomination. He will not be ridiculed or exiled because of what he is. He will be treated with respect. Is that clear?" Chuck asked.

They all answered that it was, though many reluctantly. Many didn't like it, but knew better than to argue with God's word.

"Excellent. You're all dismissed," he said. He then watched as they all filed out of the room.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

Gabriel waited patiently for Michael to return with Sam. He'd had his older brother take Sam out for a few hours, so he could set his room up. The room Sam was in had just been plain before. Gabriel wanted to make it personal, so that Sam would know it was his, and he wanted it to be a surprise.

Gabriel soon heard the door open. Sam stepped through with Michael right behind him.

"Hey, kiddo. Did you have fun?" Gabriel asked.

"Uh huh. Uncle Michael showed me his office. It looked really cool. He does really important things," Sam said.

"Eh, he just sits around all day," Gabriel said.

"I beg your pardon," Michael said slightly affronted.

"Sure, Mike, I'll pardon you this once," Gabriel retorted with a smirk before turning back to his son. "Did anyone bother you when you passed them today?"

"Not like before, but they still look at me weird. Some of them look mad and some look scared. I don't get why anyone would be afraid of me though. I'm just a kid," Sam said.

"I told you, Sam. They're just nervous because you're not like them. It will get better," Michael promised. He would ensure it. He would not allow anyone to treat Sam badly. He knew it had only been a day since his father's speech, but the others knew they were to follow God's will. Michael wouldn't tolerate any of them doing anything that would either disrespect his father or hurt his nephew.

"Okay," Sam said.

"Come with me, buddy. I've got a surprise for you," Gabriel said.

"Cool!" Sam exclaimed before immediately following Gabriel towards the room he was staying in. Once inside, Sam gaped in shock. The room looked much homier. The walls were painted in blue. There was dinosaur bedding on his bed. There was a bookshelf full of books and another shelf with a bunch of games on them, both on either side of his bed. There was also a desk with a bunch of art stuff against the wall by the door and a dresser across from the bed. "Wow! Is this mine?"

"Yeah. Do you like it?" Gabriel asked.

Sam nodded. "I've never had a room before. Any place I've been at, the rooms always belonged to someone else."

Gabriel ruffled his hair. "Well, this is all yours. You'll always have a room that's yours from now on."

Sam soon noticed something on the bed and immediately ran over. He picked up a stuffed bear that was laying in the middle. "This was my bear. Dad took him away a while ago."

"I know," Gabriel said quietly. He remembered that day. Sam was around seven, and John had decided he was too old to sleep with a stuffed animal. He didn't even give Sam time to get used to not having it. He just took it away one day. Gabriel had wanted to kill him.

Sam turned to him. "How you get it? My dad threw it away. Dean got him out and gave it back to me one day, but Dad found out and got mad. He through it away again and yelled at Dean."

Gabriel cringed guiltily. Sam and John both assumed that Dean gave the bear back, but it was him. He couldn't bear to see his son so upset without his favorite stuffed animal. He felt bad that Dean got blamed for it, and because of that, he didn't give it back to Sam again, but he did hang onto it.

"He threw your toy out?" Michael asked in disbelief.

Sam nodded. "He said only babies need to sleep with teddy bears."

Gabriel went over and knelt down in front of the boy. "That's not true, kiddo. Lots of people like to have something to cuddle with. It doesn't make them babies. When John took your bear away, I decided to save him. He's yours. John had no right to take him away."

"I can really keep him? You won't think I'm a baby?" Sam asked hopefully.

"Of course, I won't think you're a baby," Gabriel said.

Sam glanced over at his Uncle Michael, wanting to know what he'd think too.

Michael smiled at Sam encouragingly. "A baby? No, certainly not. You're a strong fledgling, and you'll grow stronger whether you have a toy bear or not."

"Thank you," Sam said before launching himself into Gabriel's arms. The man had rescued his favorite toy. He was really happy and grateful.

Gabriel smiled and held his son close.