When Adam woke up, the last thing he expected was for two little babies to be on his chest.
"OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" he yelled, tossing them off and backtracking against a tree. The two started crying. As he calmed down, he noticed they looked a bit familiar. One had coal black hair and the other had really not much hair but it was blond nonetheless. Wait. Why was he not in the cage? Oh. Oh shit. He was topside and these were…Lucifer and Michael.
Oh shit.
Adam scrambled back to the children, attempting to calm their crying. Just as they began to calm down, wings sprouted from their dirty backs. Lucifer's bright white wings were nearly as long as him though he could move them so they seemed to be about half his length. Michael's powder blue pair were just a slight bit larger and seemed to have a second, tinier set growing below. It took several moments for the shock to dissipate from seeing their wings physical wings before the man could scoop them up in his arms.
"Ad-ah-ad," Michael sniffled, clinging to the Milligan's shoulder. He dug his tiny toes into the man's ribcage and wrapped his wing around his arm. Luci sat with a thumb jammed between his teeth, sucking it with droopy eyes.
"Sh…please stop clawing me!" Adam seethed. "I have no idea what is going on…" he took a moment to scan the surroundings, "Or where the hell we are…but don't- just don't cry…" He had no idea why it was too difficult to just drop the nuisances and run for safety, but he just couldn't. Scanning closer, Adam spotted a path that he was able to follow out to a town. The twenty-four-year-old figured since he was still dressed in the same clothes as when he – ahem – jumped, he still had his mom's credit card.
"OK, food time," he announced, lugging the kids into a diner. He plopped them down on one side of the booth and sat himself on the other.
A chipper waitress came over, swinging slightly closer to Adam than he'd've liked at the time. "How can I help y'all?" she asked, resting a hand on the Milligan's shoulder. He shimmied away from her, earning a snicker from the two tots.
"Um, Coke for me. Apple juice for these two." Adam answered, avoiding he eyes. The lady, defeated, scribbled down their drink orders quickly.
"I'll be back to take orders for your meals…" She handed them menus and sauntered back to the counter.
Michael jutted his brother's side to make him move, which resulted in Luci pushing him back. So, Michael pushed harder.
And Lucifer pulled his vessel's hair.
"Ad-ah!" Michael screeched, tugging hard on Luci's cheek.
"Hey, hey, hey! Stop, you two! Stop – stop, dammit!" Adam yanked them apart, pushing Lucifer closer to the window. "Don't cause a scene, you two."
The waitress – Debby – came back with their drinks. She took the order over of a cheese burger and two orders of chicken nuggets and headed back to the kitchen. Adam sucked down most of his drink in one sip while the angels barely drank any. Right. They probably don't have to eat or drink or anything. Lucky bastards.
After eating and Adam having to stop the two from strangling each other with dinosaur shaped chicken-something, the Milligan decided he needed some serious help. Time to call his brothers. He asked to use a phone and managed to get the number for Dean right the third time.
"…Yes?" Dean's voice croaked from the other side.
"Dean? It's Adam…"
"Adam? Archangel Vessel whoops-you-got-stuck-in-hell Adam?"
"…Yes." Adam hissed, "By the way, thanks." He added sarcastically.
"Sorry, man. We tried, but the angels are kinda picky about who gets to get outta hell. Wait – how to hell did you get out?"
A weight pulled on Adam's hand, swinging around while different hands dug into his shirt, "I dunno. One minute I'm in the cage and the next I wake up with two toddlers on me-"
"Toddlers?"
"Yeah, Michael and…uh, Lucifer," Adam tried to whisper the second name, not wanting to scare the ever-loving fuck out of the people in the diner. "They somehow got really small."
"Yeah, yeah, OK. Hey, stop – no, no put that down! So where are y- NO PUT THE SWORD DOWN! Where-where are you?"
"Dean are you OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. We're gonna come get ya, where are you?"
"Um…I don't know. I woke up in a graveyard."
"Graveyard? 'Kay, I think I know where you are…Sammy, gotta go pick up Adam! Yeah, I know! No, just give them their freaking baths, they won't kill you – I think. I'll be there tomorrow, Adam."
"OK." The line went dead. Adam picked up the two kids, paid for their food and set out to the store. He bought two harnesses and clicked them around either child, careful to avoid the wings protruding from their backs. He then hooked the leash ropes into the backs. "There," he said as he stood from Luci, "now I don't have to worry about you two getting in trouble." They walked until they came to a motel and signed in, relieved to have somewhere to lay down if only for a few hours.
Adam's head hit the pillow immediately and he allowed his body to fully relax while the two archangels were occupied with a cartoon he put on. Hours later, he awoke to crying and loud thunder.
"Ad-ah-ad!" Michael sobbed, hobbling over and colliding into the man's leg. Luci climbed up the sheets and hid his face in Adam's jacket. Adam pulled Michael into his lap, confusion written across his sleepy expression.
"Are – are you two afraid?" he yawned. Another rumble and flash of lightning. The younger whimpered and pushed himself farther into his protection's ribs.
"M-make it stop!"
"I don't like it!"
Adam groaned and hauled both kids on either side of himself, rubbing their backs and helping them to lay down, "I can't make it stop. If anyone could, it would be you two. So I don't get why you're scared. Just, don't be scared, it can't hurt you. Me, yes. You, no." Somehow saying it could hurt him made them cry harder. Aw. They did care. They waited out the storm until the tots could be willed to sleep, all three curling up together.
"Rise and shine!" Dean called as he entered the room. He slapped his half-brother's leg and shook his shoulder.
"Huh, wha…?" Adam sat up groggily, waking the kids. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and yawned widely, tiny teeth becoming visible. "Dean…how did you find my hotel?"
"There were only three in this town, wasn't that hard." He helped his brother peel the angels off his abdomen so he could stand. Little did Dean know that picking up Michael would result in the toddler not wanting to let go.
"Nooooo!" he cried, wrapping his feet around Dean as tightly as he could. "Mine!"
"I'm not yours, little dude." Dean mumbled. Adam took Lucifer and together they managed to buckle the two in the carseats. "OK, if either of you figure out how to undo those, don't. Unless you wanna be a dead baby angel."
You know, sometimes it's hard to tell if he was giving good advice or threatening.
They drove off to the bunker, which didn't impress Adam at first. "This," he started, slamming his door, "Is your great, secret bunker?" He picked up Luci while Dean had Michael octopus-ride him down to the door.
"Oh, trust me. It gets better." He threw open the door and bounded down the steps with a smug grin, ready to show off his home. The eldest Winchester was met with something he never wanted to see, instead. "WHY DO THEY HAVE MY SLINKY?!"
Sam ran in, "Balthazar found it and wouldn't shut up until I let him keep it," he breathed out, sounding like he hadn't had a break since Dean left the day before. In front of the three adults were three children doing a wave with the rainbow slinky, giggling and squealing in delight as they took turns trying to stick their tongues in the center while the two others swung as fast as they could. Children are dangerous.
"Gabey!" The other two archangels attacked their brother, smothering him in a hug. The three laughed and rolled, pouncing on top of each other in a way that almost seemed loving and brotherly.
"So, anything new?" Dean asked while Adam was in shock at the amount of baby angels in one room. Dean picked up Castiel to prevent the tot from crying which, from the amount of tear stands on his face, he'd been doing a lot recently.
Sam rubbed his face, "Uh yeah…" he nodded in the direction of the kitchen, telling his brothers to follow him. They all stepped down and saw a baby sitting in the sink splashing bubbly water. "According to the other three, it's Samandriel."
"Great. Just perfect."
"What kind of name is Samandriel?"
Samandriel will be only about one. Give or take. So what did y'all think of this one? Sorry if it seems a little hasty, but I had it in my head to just get them to the bunker so it went a little quick. I'll try to expand a bit in the next chapter.
I won't be doing any more angels in FULL detail, however, after Samandriel! There will be mention of some but no more will be actually joining the Winchesters.
Another thing! How many of you would want to see a partner fic for this with the demons? If you would, review and tell me!
