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So I'm back, gots lots for this story already planned out, gonna try and update/post as regularly as I can but no promises! Took me a while but my writers block if officially gone and I am ready to go!
Only warning I have is that this story is going to be a fluff fest, cause before everything went wrong I see everyone being all lovely and fluffy and cute together (as it goes with the title lol!)
Any ways! On with the continuance!
Michael led him down a fine marble hall to a stop in front of large oak doors. The archangel held up a hand to stop him from entering, reaching forward to knock on the great door gently. Waiting silently, Dean looked around the corridor, taking in the paintings and statues. It was all beautiful and amazingly crafted.
The angel at his side followed his gaze, smiling at the portraits of his many younger siblings.
"Father is sentimental"
There was a rumbling from the other side of the door, something Dean assumed was God speaking, Michael smiled faintly as he pushed open the doors. His back was to them, leaning over a long work table on the other side of the room. Dean looked around as Michael motioned him forward, his eyes wandered over the room, taking in more statues and portraits, the large white marble throne on the other end of the hall.
All and all it was a Throne Room.
"Come in, come in, you know you nor your brothers and sisters never have to knock, you are all always welcome"
Dean stopped when Michael stopped.
"Father...We...There's something you should know"
The man at the table pushed himself up, and imagine Dean's surprise when Chuck turned to face them. A younger looking version, but Chuck all the same. His eyes widened when he spotted Dean Winchester standing beside his young Son. It was clear that it was a look of recognition but he was not about to tell Michael this.
"I see, and how is he here?"
Michael took on the look of that of a child caught sneaking into the cookie jar.
"We were playing with your time disks again"
Chuck hummed, nodding his head and crossing his arms. Michael avoided his Fathers gaze. Shaking his head, Chuck stepped forward and clapped his son on the arms.
"Its alright, I already knew this"
Michael nodded, the smile returning to his face at his Fathers unending love. Chuck rubbed his arms a few times before stepping back and slowly making his way to his throne. Michael followed slowly and sat at his Fathers feet, Dean followed as well when he was motioned over.
"However, you are still grounded, do not fear, your brothers are as well for I know you did not act alone"
His gaze traveled over towards Dean.
"Now, tell me, who is your friend"
Michael blushed at having been punished in front of their guest, turning to look over at the man shyly, but to his surprise Dean was not laughing at him. The man was looking at his Father as if he'd seen him before.
"Father, this is Dean Winchester, he is not an angel because he has no wings and he just showed up when your disk started glowing so we aren't really sure what he is, but he seems nice. I like him Father"
Dean looked over at Michael when he heard that. Never had he ever guessed that he would ever hear Michael say that he liked him and sound so genuine about it.
"He has a blade though"
Chuck raised an eyebrow at this, his gaze traveled to the young human seated next to his Son.
"It looks a lot like Balthazars, actually"
"Have you sent for the little rascal?"
Michael nodded, leaning back casually and crossing his ankles.
"Knowing Luci, he'll bring Balthie here"
"Then we wait"
They did not wait for long, in fact, it was only a couple moments really. The door burst open and Lucifer ran into the room looking happier then Dean had ever seen him look. He carried a small person on his back, the familiar platinum blonde hair, the shining blue eyes, Dean stared at the young version of Balthazar.
The younger angel squealed as he jumped from his big brothers back and into his daddy's lap. Chuck caught the child easily in his arms, pulling him into his lap and wrapping his arms around the child comfortably.
"Balthazar?"
The young child angel looked up at his daddy.
"Have you been messing with your blade again?"
"Of course Daddy"
Chuck chuckled under his breath at his child's admittance. Balthazar smiled cheekily up at Him even as the fingers moved threateningly over his tummy.
"And you know you are not to touch your blade unless with Michael, or when you come of age"
"Yep!"
"And you put it right back?"
"Just like it was so Mikey wouldn't notice!"
Chuck nodded, taking this all in and mentally reminding himself about setting up an alarm and taking inventory on the weapons from here on out. Snapping his fingers, Dean's blade disappeared from inside his jacket and into His hand. Balthazar eye'd it with growing alarm.
"Is this yours Little One?"
The young blonde angel held out a hand and looked up at his Dad questioningly, Chuck nodded and allowed the younger angel to reach up and take the blade from him. They all watched on baited breath as the young angel lifted the blade to eye level to examine even the smallest detail. He rubbed his thumb over something they could not see and turned to glare heatedly at the strange man.
"How'd you get my blade you twit!"
A finger smacked him on the lips, "Language Balthazar"
The fledgling angel turned away from them all, arms crossed petulantly around his chest. Chuck held out a hand sternly.
"Blade"
Balthazar turned a glare up at him and almost immediately shrunk back under the stern gaze he received in return. Huffing he slammed the blade over into the large waiting hand. Ignoring the angered child for a moment, Chuck turned back to Dean Winchester and held the blade back out to him.
"I do not understand why you have it as of yet, but you are welcome to keep it with you," Turning His gaze to the newly arrived archangels, his eyes were stern once more, " Lucifer, Gabriel, how many times have I told you two not to play with my things if you do not know how they work, you two are grounded until further notice, same goes for Michael so do not feel singled out."
They nodded, obviously knowing that they deserved at, especially at having gotten caught doing so. Chuck rolled his eyes fondly at the pair, obviously knowing that they were more upset at having been caught instead of actually having done the misdeed in the first place.
"Now, run along and play, Balthazar and I have to have a small conversation about his attitude as of late"
They laughed as they ran towards the door. Just as they were shutting the large oak door there was a loud high pitched shriek that filled the air and shrill giggles that accompanied it. Gabriel spared the door an empathetic glance as he absentmindedly rubbed at his own tummy. At Dean's confused expression the young messenger smirked and waggled his eye brows.
"Dad's merciless"
The way he said it made it sound like he was talking from experience. Dean followed the three archangels down the steps and back towards the more active parts of Heaven. Various angels looked up at they passed, some gardeners ran over shyly, young little things, holding out flower crowns for the elder two. Dean watched with wide eyes as Michael and Lucifer both bent down low to allow them to place the flowers upon their heads, as Michael took the small blonde's hand in his own and pressed a kiss to it, and as Lucifer wasn't so formal as he pulled the small dark haired girl into a big hug, burying his face in her neck. She shrieked with giggles and shoved against his chest.
He released her with a laugh of his own, whispering a quick thank you to her. Both young gardeners smiled brightly, giggling to one another, as they turned to run back towards the older angels in the flower patches.
Dean followed as they were lead passed the hospital, as he walked across the stone walkway he saw Raphael inside, gently wrapping a bandage around someones arm as he lightly wrapped another in one of his wings.
They walked passed the choirs, who sang their songs loud and proud, Lucifer shot them proud smiles to which they reciprocated in kind to.
"Luci's the choir master"
Dean nodded slowly, he had not known that. Just as they walked closer to the main part of the path, where mini houses lined the road built with magnificent greek and roman style with flowing vines and plants he'd never seen before were blooming and growing, he thought of something.
What would Cas look like back here?
He wasn't one for thinking things through first, "Do you guys know where Castiel is?"
That got a reaction out of his tour guides he was not expecting. Gabriel gasped out loud as he turned to look at him and then back up at his older brothers. Michael and Lucifer exchanged looks momentarily, one looking as if he was thinking about taking the hunter out and the other as if he were debating on doing it himself or helping the other, their eyes alight with something akin to dangerous protectiveness.
Lucifer took a threatening step forward, growling slightly when the other stood his ground against him.
"How do you know of Castiel?"
Dean shrugged, trying to play it off, but quickly realized his mistake at the same moment. He held his hands up peacefully.
"Its just, where I come from, me and him are good friends"
He left out the part about how they met and why, what they were doing, what was happening, and who was causing such things to happen in the first place. They seemed to love each other genuinely and it was almost as if nothing bad had happened yet, he didn't want to be the reason that it started.
Michael seemed to consider this, rubbing at his chin in thought, "Well it would be wise to wake him, or he won't go back to sleep at a reasonable time tonight either"
Gabriel nodded in agreement, blushing a deep crimson when Lucifer laughed at something Dean was not privy to while thrusting an arm around his shoulders. The eldest archangel seemed to make their minds up for them, turning on his heel in a different direction, and motioning them to follow. Lucifer waved a farewell to the younger angels continuing to sing their songs, they smiled and some waved back.
As Michael led them to where ever Cas was, Dean took the opportunity to watch Lucifer more closely. He seemed to be happy, nice even, loving to do anything in his power to make his siblings smile. He seemingly immensely enjoyed teasing Gabriel, and blushed when Michael would rebuke him with things that Dean thought best to stow away for later (things such as; What had happened to the dinosaurs, how when he was learning to fly he had run into the sun and had to sit on Father's lap for two entire days because the sun burns were so bad, how he created lightening because he was scared of the dark and gave it to Raphael because people had found out, that he had been so excited about something that he had run right into the throne room doors and knocked himself out for almost three hours, or that there was that one little spot on the base of his wings that even Father loved to tease and it made him squeal like a little fledgling) black mail could go a long way.
He wondered what his face would look like if he got back to his time and reminded him of these certain little secrets. The thought of what his face would look like made him smile like a mad man.
Michael stopped them outside of another large building, in the windows and the adjoining play area, Dean could see the shapes of tiny tiny children playing. The thought that Cas was once a kid seemed so foreign to him.
A shrill cry came from behind the doors and Gabriel rushed forward to push through, Lucifer hot on his tail.
When he was led in by Michael, he was surprised to see the messenger rocking a small tiny child, possibly around the age of three, in his arms. Michael's brows met in concern as he left the hunter in the door way, his voice soft and gentle but laced with concern.
"Cassie what ever is the matter?"
Dean could only stare in silent wonder.
This kid was Cas?
Sooo? Coninue? Is the little kid Cas? Should he recognize Dean? Are Michael, Gabriel, and Lucifer good big brothers? Will we see Balthazar again? Will Dean ever be reunited with Sam? Where is Sam?