The next few days went by smoothly. Mary stayed and supported her boys. She attempted to cook and failed miserably at it. Most of the time the family of five (That includes Cas and Jack) order take out. Cas still kept his eye on the calories.

Jack visited Rowena's to drop Dean off. Cas thought it would be good for Dean to bond with the archangel.

Cas has warned his alternative brother to not hurt the hunter's feelings. If Michael breaks his promise and harms Dean there will be trouble.

Sam and Mary were sceptical at first but when Dean came back with a big beaming smile all their worries washed away.

Rowena tossed balls of paper in the bin. She has rewrote the spell many times now. She just couldn't get it right. The witch is not giving up. She is not letting Patrick and the 'wee one' down that easily.

Dean bursts in with a big grin on his face. He looks round and frowns at how empty it is.

"Mike?"

The hunter suddenly yelps in surprise when he is lifted off the ground.

"Gotcha." Michael grinned.

Dean angrily kicks his legs. This caused the grin to widen on the archangel's face.

"You want me to put you down? Alright then."

Michael drops the kid on the couch. Dean glares at him.

"The Hell..."

Dean let's out a shriek as the archangel started tickling him.

"St...St...Stop!"

"Sorry can't hear you."

Michael removes one of the hunter's shoes.

Dean's eyes widen.

"No. Not there. Not there!"

Michael tickles the little foot. Dean rolls about on the couch laughing. He laughs started turning into pants. Michael moves back to the stomach and causes Dean to shriek again.

"STOPPPPPPPPP!"

Dean grabs the pillow and hits the archangel across the face. Michael barely flinched by the attack but luckily he did stop.

"What was that for?" Michael frowned.

Dean puts his little boot on.

"That was not cool." He glared.

"I was only trying to help you." Michael huffed.

"How the Hell is tickling suppose to help me?"

"I'm giving you a childhood. It helps to speed up the curse. Patrick used to tickle me a lot."

"Did he now." Michael nods grinning at the memory. "Don't do it to me. I don't like it."

"Okay."

Dean frowns.

"Okay?"

"Okay sure I won't do it again."

"You seriously just gonna let it go?"

"It upset you. I don't want to upset you so yeah I will not do it again." Michael became worried. "We're good?"

"Uh yeah." Dean bounces up in his seat. He frowns at the archangel's sad expression. Dean sighs. "Okay you can hug me."

Michael puts the hunter on his lap and gives a gentle hug.

I thought I was childish. Dean scoffed to himself.

Dean curls in and let's the archangel hug him. The hunter had to admit it felt nice, warm. The curse has made Dean crave for hugs as well but he felt awkward around his brother, Cas and his mom. Sure Jack was always happy to give a hug the nephilim never had a problem with it but Dean didn't want his mom, brother and Cas to see him as weak. He is Dean Winchester for crying out loud.

At least at Rowena's Dean can be himself. Michael was there as well and Dean felt he can relate to him because they both been through the curse, they are both survivors and both have changed in ways that neither can explain.

Recently the archangel has become a big brother figure to Dean. Rowena has even teased them saying they are like brothers. While Dean just laughed it off Michael loved it. Michael was so happy to finally be part of a family.

"What do you want to do?" Michael asks.

Dean swings his legs and let's out an "Hmm." " Umm."

"Annoy Rowena."

Michael chuckles.

"I think you annoyed her enough."

"T.V?"

"Sure?"

Dean switches on the laptop and logins on to Netflix. Michael sat behind him with his legs stretched out on the couch. Dean sits on the archangel's lap and flicks through. Then...

"What is...THAT?"

Dean pauses on a show.

"Lucifer."

"Lucifer?" Michael's face screws up. "Please do not say it is about..."

"Devil comes to Earth to take a break from Hell yeah that's him." Dean turns his head towards the archangel. "And he solves crimes."

"Crimes? The Devil solves crimes?"

"Hero of the story."

Michael looked horrified. Who would have thought Lucifer, Satan, the Devil would join the police and solve crimes. As he read on he saw that Lucifer falls in love with a woman called Chloe Decker.

Love? Michael clicked his teeth. The Devil is incapable of falling in love especially to a human!

Michael then thought of old Lucifer before the Mark. Lucifer was full of love, he was the most kindest and loveable out of all the archangels. He was loved by everyone. Lucifer loved Michael, he looked up to him.

Michael closes his eyes and pushes those memories away. That was all in the past. Lucifer is gone and he was never meant to be saved.

Michael didn't realize he was holding on to the child tight until Dean nudged him.

"Hey quit crushing me."

Michael loosened his grip and muttered "Sorry." Dean narrowed his eyes but decided to not say anything. Dean leans back on the pillow that Michael provided for him and looks back at the screen. The archangel had a thought.

"Am I in it?" Michael asked curiously.

"No. It's about Lucifer he wouldn't want big brother stealing the show would he?"

"Good point. So who is behind in making this show? I'm guessing demons." Michael teased trying to lighten up the mood

Dean actually laughed at the thought of demons running a studio. One demon holding a camera, another being the sound person, one being the director. Dean shakes his head. Jeez the production would be Hell...literally.

They continued browsing through.

"Shadowhunters."

Dean leans forward and reads the screen. He saw the names Asmodeus and Lilith and that was a big turn off. Even Michael looked disgusted.

"Stranger Things?"

Dean shakes his head.

"Upside down world? I think I seen enough alternative universes in my life time."

Michael had to agree with that.

Dean's face lit up when he came across an 80's classic.

"Oh we can watch this."

He goes to press play. The laptop is then shut down. Dean looks up at the red-headed witch.

"We were about to watch that."

Rowena takes the laptop.

"I have something better." She smiles at Michael. "The spell is ready."

Michael straightened up and his eyes widen.

"Really?"

"Aye and the angel found you a vessel. Justin Hartley. Had a motorbike accident, left him brain damage, has no chance of recovery unless of course he has an angelic miracle."

"What about his family?" Dean asks.

"All dead or moved away. The lad is single so we don't have to worry about girls. The doctors plan to turn the life support machine off. Fortunately Doctor Novak took over and is now in charge of Justin's care." She winked. "All you got to do is pop into his head and get the three-letter word from him." Michael nods. He can get through to comatose patients. She took a photo out and held it out. "Want to have a look?"

Michael takes it and looks at the photo. The photo showed a man who Michael assumed was Hartley leaning on the motorbike with a grin on his face. He had golden blonde hair, bright blue eyes, he had muscles not too much just average. Michael can see this man takes good care of himself and he was quite attractive. The archangel is surprised the man is single.

"What a way to go." Dean shook his head sadly.

"I heard he was speeding." Rowena says. "Castiel had a peek into Justin's mind. This man was always known to show off. Going back to the girls he wasn't interested in settling down into a serious relationship it was mainly one night stands."

"So my vessel is a ladies man." Michael shakes his head. "His choice of lifestyle put him in hospital."

"Aye." Rowena sighed.

"Michael is an archangel. He needs a vessel that can hold him."

"We sorted that out to Dean." Rowena smiled. "I have some spells that can enhance the vessel and meet Michael's needs. It's similar to the binding spell just less painful."

Michael puts the photo down and stands up.

"Thank you." He beamed. "For everything."

His smile warmed Rowena's heart.

"So shall we get started?" She grinned.

Michael eagerly wanted to get started but his thoughts go on to the He-witch. He still hasn't heard from Patrick. Michael was afraid to leave because he feared on how bad the witch's mind state is. Rowena read his expression and sighs.

"Pat."

"I need him to open up to me." Michael replied. "I do not want to leave if he is going to remain unresponsive. I know you said we should give him time but if I leave you will all see nothing but an empty shell."

"Like Raphael's vessel?" Dean says.

Michael sadly nods.

"He has locked himself away in his mind and it's my job to bring him back to the surface. He has done so much for me it's now my turn to help him." The archangel looks at the witch with pleading eyes. "Please Rowena can you wait just a little bit longer?"

Rowena couldn't imagine Patrick being a lifeless shell. It was too disturbing to imagine. She didn't want Patrick to spend the rest of his life like that.

So she nods.

"You do what you have to do."

Michael nods.

"I will do whatever it takes."

Shuffle. Shuffle.

Patrick shuffled his cards. He didn't notice the cards slipping out of his fingers and landing on the table. The witch is blank. The familiar spark wasn't in his eyes. The witch shut down and separated himself from his emotions. It felt better not to feel. It was easier to cope. The witch put his head down in the cards and refused to look back up. Best thing to do was focus on something else.

He chewed on his toothpick and spreads his cards across the table. The witch didn't react when the glasses slid off and smashed on the ground.

He picks four cards and turns them over. He examines the numbers and letters.

A fifth card is placed next to the other four. The card is turned over.

"Royal flush." A female voice spoke.

Patrick looks up. He gasps and the toothpick slips out of his mouth. A woman sat across from him. She had a small smile on her face.

"Hello Patrick."

Patrick's eyes widen.

"Lia."