The group followed the man who was leading them for hours before they got to where they needed to go. The man stopped just short of their location. "Hold on. We're warded from angels. I'll go inform the others and then…
Amenadiel waved his hand and all the angel sigils vanished before the man could finish. "Taken care of. By the way, your warding isn't strong enough for archangels."
The man blinked for a minute before continuing on.
When they reached the house, Lucifer blinked. "You call this a safe house? What's so safe about it. It looks like a normal house. Anyone can gain access. A safe house should be underground or something."
"Yeah, because we have those kind of resources," the man said.
Just then, about four men came out of the house with guns. "What the hell is this, Ryan?" one of them asked.
Gabriel quickly moved in front of Sam. The guns wouldn't hurt them if they were made to hurt kill normal angels, but they would kill humans.
"Oh, do put those away. They won't do anything to us," Lucifer said in a bored tone.
"Two of them know Mary," the man, Ryan said.
At that moment, Bobby and Mary came out. "Sam, Dean?" Mary asked.
Dean smiled. It had been a long time since he'd seen his mother, and he spent a lot of that time believing she was dead.
"Put the guns down, guys," Mary said before walking towards her sons.
Dean and Sam both met her in time to be engulfed in her arms. "Mom, are you okay?" Sam asked.
"I'm fine. I thought I'd never see either of you again though," Mary said as she hugged them tightly. She kept it up for several minutes before she pulled away.
"Who are the rest of them? None of them seem dressed for this world, so I'm guessing they're from your world, boys," Bobby said.
"Yeah, who are they?" Mary asked. She recognized Castiel, of course, but the others were strangers. Although, as she looked at the blond man, she couldn't help but think he had a slight resemblance to John.
"We are from their world. We're here to help stop your Michael," Amenadiel said.
"He aint mine," Bobby grumbled.
"Yes, we've heard what he's like. I don't blame you for not claiming him," Lucifer said.
"Boys, please tell me he's not with the Men of Letters," Mary said as she pointed to the man who just spoke. He was British and dressed a lot like some of the Men of Letters people she'd met. She tried not to generalize people, but this guy kind of fit the bill.
"No, he's not. Don't worry, Mom," Sam said.
"Yeah, he's an archangel," Dean piped up.
The others raised there guns once more, and Bobby glared at them all. "You brought angels here?!"
"None of us mean you any harm. We want to help," Amenadiel assured them.
"No angel wants to help a human!" One of them exclaimed before cocking his gun.
"That's a bit uncalled for, isn't it? I find many humans idiotic, but I don't pull a gun on all of you for it, do I?" Lucifer asked.
"I thought all the archangels besides Lucifer from our world were gone," Mary said. She remember the boys telling her they had all been dealt with.
"We thought so. To our knowledge, two of them were dead and another was in the Cage. One we didn't even know existed," Dean said.
"That would be me. My name's Amenadiel."
"Amenadiel. You're Michael's twin," Bobby said.
"I take it you've crossed paths with the me in this world," Amenadiel said.
"Yeah. The only archangel who didn't try to kill everyone in sight. Not that what you did was any better. You took a page from your daddy's book," Bobby said.
Amenadiel closed his eyes sadly. He knew what the hunter was telling him. His alternate self had run away. "Well, I guess I'll have to make up for that."
"Don't be ridiculous. You haven't done anything," Lucifer told his brother.
"And the rest of you?" Bobby asked.
"I go by Gabriel," Gabriel said with a grin.
"Huh. I never actually met you," Bobby said.
"That must mean my witness protection held," Gabriel said.
"What about the rest of them?" One man asked.
Lucifer smiled at them. "Lucifer Morningstar. It's a pleasure to meet you all."
Everyone looked shocked and horrified. One even took a shot at Lucifer, hitting him square in the chest.
Lucifer stumbled a little. The shot did hurt for about a second, but otherwise, it didn't do any damage.
"Samael!" Michael exclaimed before grabbing his brother by the arm. "Are you okay?"
"Okay, I'm killing this human," Maze said before taking a step forward, only to have Amenadiel hold her back.
"Relax, Maze. I'm fine," Lucifer said before turning towards the man who shot him. "You know, you just ruined my shirt. Do you know how this suit cost?"
Bobby glared at his trigger-happy friend. He was all for killing angels, but every one of them ought to know by now that their bullets didn't kill archangels. All the moron managed to do was piss the intruders off.
Michael glared at the men. "No one hurts my little brother!"
Several people murmured Michael's name and raised their guns again. They all knew that aside from Michael and his twin, Lucifer was the oldest archangel. That could only make the angel that spoke Michael.
"Did shooting help any of you morons the first time?" Gabriel asked.
"Put them down!" Bobby ordered his men before turning to the Winchesters and their 'friends'. You boys got some nerve showing up with four archangels, and whatever the hell the woman is."
"Look, they're mostly all dicks, but they're here to help," Dean said.
"Lucifer is here to help? How can you possibly believe that after everything he's done to all of us? And from what you've told me, our world's Michael isn't much better than this one," Mary said.
"Darling, I assure you, you and I have never met before today," Lucifer said.
"Yeah, Mom, it's complicated. Lucifer never did anything to us. Until several months ago, none of us had ever even laid eyes on him," Sam told her.
"What?" Mary asked in confusion.
Sam quickly explained to his mother everything that happened with Lucifer since she'd been gone. "The person that did all those things to our family wasn't Lucifer."
"Now, Sam, I thought I engrained into by now not to refer to it as a person," Lucifer said lightly.
"Seriously?" Mary asked in disbelief.
"Yeah. We found it hard to believe at first. In fact, we didn't believe it at first, but it's true. The thing we thought was Lucifer was something else entirely, and it's dead now," Sam assured her.
"Well, that's good to know at least. What about this Lucifer? What's his game?" Mary asked.
"He just wants to help," Sam said.
Dean snorted. "Yeah, sure. The Devil only wants…"
"Dean, shut up," Sam said. He really didn't have the patience to listen to his brother right now. They had problems that didn't need Dean's issues compounding them.
Dean glared at his brother, but didn't say anything.
Mary looked between her sons. Something was going on between them, and she made a note to get to the bottom of what that was very soon.
Amenadiel addressed the group next. "Look, we don't expect you to trust us after everything you've been through, but we just want to stop Michael from destroying your world."
"Too late for that. And don't think I don't know what you really want. You don't give a damn about this world. You want to stop the bastard from invading yours," Bobby said.
"Yes, you're correct," Lucifer said. He was never one to deny the truth. "But it happens that our goals will fulfill yours."
Mary turned to Bobby. "Can we really afford to be picky on who we take help from?"
"You can't be serious," the man to Bobby's right said.
"Michael and Lucifer are in our domain!" another said.
"Alright, all of you shut up! Mary's right, we can't afford to have standards here. Plus, we can't really stop them.
"Excellent!" Lucifer said with a grin.
"That don't mean we trust you," Bobby said.
"Well, I certainly wouldn't in your shoes. In fact, that would be quite foolish," Lucifer said.
Everyone immediately started to break away from the group. Sam and Dean walked inside with Bobby, while the four archangels picked a corner and began talking about the next steps.
Mary went up to Castiel. "Hey, Cas."
"Hello, Mary. It is good to see you. We were not even sure you were still alive," Castiel said.
"Well, I wouldn't be if not for everyone here. I'm sure Michael would've killed me by now," Mary told him. "Listen, do you trust the archangels?"
"Most of them, yes. It was hard at first. We were all very skeptical about Lucifer, but it seems that nearly everything I was told about him was untrue. Over the last several months, he has proved to me that I can trust him. The only one I have reservations about is Michael, and that's not entirely his fault," Castiel said. Actually, most of it wasn't his fault. He had lost his mind. He couldn't really be held responsible for his actions. But it was hard for Castiel to erase all he'd known about the archangel.
"Well, I'm not sure what you mean by that, but I also don't think it matter. We have no chose but to let them help," Mary said. Honestly, while she didn't trust any of them, the presence of the archangels gave her hope. There really wasn't any before. None of them could stop Michael, but four other archangels had a shot.
"They have every reason to want Michael dead," Castiel said.
Mary nodded. "Okay, well, with that out of the way, what's going on with my boys?"
"I suppose it was hard not to notice a difference with them. Things have been very tense since Lucifer showed up. Sam was the first one to show trust in him. He could identify with him, which is understandable because in certain ways, Sam was created to be like Lucifer. Dean was not happy, and he jumped to many conclusions. Without going into detail, as it is something you should hear it from them, it only escalated as time went on. Their issues became numerous, and now it's at the point where I'm not certain things can ever be the same between them again," Castiel said sadly. It bothered him that there was such a big rift between the two brothers. He'd known Sam and Dean to have issues with each other, but for the most part, they were as close as brothers could possibly be.
"Are you serious? You're telling me that while I was gone, the relationship between my sons has completely fallen apart?" Mary asked in disbelief.
"Nearly fallen apart anyway. They don't really talk anymore, and when they do, it is usually out of necessity and unpleasant," Castiel said. Sam went out of his way to speak with Dean, and Castiel couldn't really blame him for it. Dean was very much pushing his brother away with the way he was acting.
"Okay, thanks for telling me. I need to fix this right away," Mary said.
"I'm not certain you can," Castiel said.
"Watch me," Mary said in a firm tone before heading for the house. She wasn't even willing to put this off for another moment.