Castiel Doesn't Like Arguing

"I can never love them, brother!"

"Then you will learn!"

Their voices were louder than thunder. Michael and Lucifer were arguing again. There was once a time when they were very close, picking and teasing each other, just like brothers. But that never happened now.

Lucifer raised his voice at Michael again and Michael roared back at him. The other angels sighed, looking at each other tiredly. It had become so common; they didn't even know what silence sounded like anymore. Even when they thought all was quiet, it was only because Michael and Lucifer were arguing in hushed tones.

Gabriel and Raphael struggled to calm the young fledglings who were whimpering and shaking, afraid when they heard their brothers arguing. The young ones never liked conflict.

"Hush, hush, it's alright," Gabriel cooed, cradling a tiny angel with light brown hair, patting his back and stroking his small wings.

One small fledgling with dark brown hair and big blue eyes, the youngest and tiniest in all of Heaven, covered his ears, rolling on his back and rocking himself, hiding behind his brother.

He rocked himself, wondering why there was so much noise.

"Dammit Lucifer!"

Lucifer?

The fledgling's ears perked up. Lucifer was there! The tiny angel crawled on his hands and knees in the direction of the voices, Gabriel and Raphael too busy trying to soothe the troubled fledglings to notice one was leaving.

The blue eyed angel shuffled forward until the voices got louder, so loud he almost wanted to crawl away, but he wanted his big brother.

"You forget you are not Father, Michael!" Lucifer roared, seeming to grow two inches taller.

The fledgling's head tilted to the side, confused. Michael shouted back at him and by this time, the angel had crawled to them. Lucifer looked down; his eyes blazing with fire, feeling something tug his robe. The fledgling cocked his head to one side, his big blue eyes staring up in confusion.

"Luci angwy?"

Lucifer immediately relaxed his hostile expression, softening his eyes as he bent down to pick up his little brother. "Castiel, you shouldn't be here."

Michael, however, was still steaming at what Lucifer said and wasn't finished his argument. He didn't even see Castiel and advanced towards Lucifer, his voice thundering and arm outstretched, his palm glowing with a white light, intending to hurt Lucifer. It wouldn't be a surprise; not all of their arguments were verbal.

Castiel's bright eyes widened in fear and he let out a loud sob. Lucifer's wings flung out behind him and covered himself and the fledgling, holding Castiel to his chest so he wouldn't be hurt. Lucifer winced slightly, expecting to feel some sort of searing pain on his wings, but it never came. Lucifer covered Castiel's dark head with his hand and lowered his wings cautiously.

Michael stood staring at him. Well, his chest. Castiel continued crying, big hot tears spilling from his eyes and he looked at Michael, his lower lip jutting out unhappily. "Mikey scawy," he hiccupped, starting to cry again.

Michael felt his heart break at seeing his littlest brother cry and he reached out to him. Lucifer immediately stepped back, clutching Castiel to him, but Michael gave him a look and he reluctantly let Michael take him.

Michael cradled Castiel who continued crying. Michael rubbed Castiel's back, murmuring soothing words. "Shh, it's alright Castiel, I'm sorry I scared you, please don't cry, shh…" Michael cooed into his ear.

Castiel slowly stopped crying and looked at Michael, his chubby cheeks still wet with tears. "Mikey not angwy with Luci?"

"No, not anymore." Michael was surprised to find himself telling the truth; while he still had to sort out some things with Lucifer, seeing the fierce protection his younger brother had for the fledgling had calmed him.

Michael's head was suddenly filled with melodious singing, and he knew his Father was calling him. He pushed back Castiel's messy brown hair from his forehead and pressed a kiss to it before handing Castiel back to Lucifer.

"I must leave, but we are not finished," he said, giving his brother a stern but not angry look. Lucifer nodded grudgingly, still unable to see the strange love Michael and all the others had for their Father's future creation and cradled Castiel who watched Michael fly off gracefully in awe.

"Luci and Mikey not gonna argue no more?" Castiel turned his blue eyes to stare into Lucifer's golden ones. Lucifer smiled at his baby brother.

"No, we won't," he said, and he meant to do his best to keep that promise to the tiny angel. "Now, how about we go up and find a star for you to play with?"

Castiel giggled happily and clapped his tiny hands. Lucifer smiled and hugged his baby brother to him, unfurling his wings and flying up to the stars, the sound of Castiel's laughter the most pleasing thing he'd ever heard in his life.