The fledgling hid partially behind the large Power's leg, little fingers curled tightly around his, peering out at the woman that Aunt had brought back for the two humans who had helped Her and Daddy reunite again. She looked harmless, but then so did the others when they were on their own in the bunker, they had looked harmless when they tried to get her in the spikey crown.
The blonde woman kneeled, her sons behind her cautiously, they knew this particular fledging could act like a innocent child, and take down half a dozen demons on her own without so much as a single weapon on hand.
"Hello." The fledgling hid more so behind the large angel she clutched to as tight as she could manage, "I'm Mary." She tried to meet those bright blue eyes "What's your name?"
Her smile dimmed when the little girl whined and turned to hide her face in the man's leg. He seemed to regard her for a moment, she seemed much more respectful to them then her sons did, and thus where respect was given, it was gained, and she had his respect. For the moment. He was extremely leery of anyone with the name 'Winchester' and for good reason.
She looked up as the larger angel stepped slightly before her, hiding the fledgling angel away from her sight, and heaved a sigh. Her sons had not made a great first impression with the angels, in particularly, the archangels, and it was no surprise that those under their direct command would be mistrusting of them.
"What are your intentions with our fledgling?"
His voice was deep, it rose from his chest, and she blinked at the it when he spoke. Thus far he had been a silent sentry, standing guard before the small girl since his arrival there, and hadn't let go of her since she had taken his hand.
"I just want to meet her," she looked to meet his eyes and nodded to the little thing hiding behind him, "I've never seen a child angel before."
"We keep them from prying eyes."
He stared into her eyes, and she felt the vague impression that she was being judged, and then he nodded, swiftly turning where he stood and scooped the fledgling up on his arm. She pressed in close to him, his beard brushing over her ear, and gripped his shoulder tightly, "Nis, lemme down!"
"She just wants to meet you." He pressed in close to her ear, his beard scratching against her neck and making her tilt away from him some, "We are family, family protects each other, I will not let anything bad happen to you." He kissed her behind her ear to earn himself a smile, "Tell her your name, Baby Power?"
"My names Akeelah."
The woman smiled at her, "Hello Akeelah, I'm Mary Winchester."