Samandriel shuddered as he huddled closer to the door.

His feet, bare and bloody, quaked as he drew his knees closer. His hands, shaking and torn, clenched up tightly against his chest. His head hurt as did the rest of him and he was well aware that his actions had been brought before the Judge and of course his eldest brother therefore he knew he had no right to be sitting here in such a way when he had done what he'd done to a superior.

He just.. Everyone had their limits alright and he'd reached his.

One can only take so much.

Naomi had had it coming, she honestly had, you cant do that to people and not expect them to fight back.

Foot steps sounded from the other side of the hall, signalling his arrival. Samandriel gulped silently, drawing into himself even more. They had undoubtedly found out what he had done, Naomi had obviously turned him in and now he was here to take him to the prison where they put all the bad ones who were too bad to cast out.

To say Michael was startled would be an understatement. Seeing ones tiny baby brother curled up in a bloody ball huddled outside your bedroom door would do that to anyone. He took slow calculated steps as to not frighten the already petrified fledgling. Samandriel jumped when a gently hand cupped his bloody cheek his eyes unwillingly coming up to meet his brothers. Michael's thumb rubbed gently at his cheek.

"Samandriel? What ever are you doing out here?"

The young angel looked up at him, taking a few deep breaths before he spoke up in such a voice that made Michael's heart break in two.

"I had...She was...I had to tell you..Please...Believe me..I'm good...I'm good"

Michael took a deep breath and Samandriel was sure that he was about to be sentenced for his crimes. He was not, however, prepared for the warm hands that gently grabbed him under his arms as he was lifted into the air nor the gentle hand that cupped the back of his head as his biggest brother gently pulled him up from the floor. Samandriel was so quick in burying his head into his brothers warm chest that he had missed the look of concern as the archangel pulled his hand away gently to look at the blood that had collected on his fingers with scrunched eyebrows.

"You are a very good angel Little One, I have never doubted that"

Michael gently adjusted his hold on the worn little angel as he reached over to open his bedroom door, stepping inside making his way to the adjoining washroom. The torches on the walls magically coming to life as he passed them, spreading a warm light over the archangels personal rooms.

"Come, lets get you cleaned up, and then you could use a good rest."

Samandriel did not know what to say to that, was that a new protocol in place, to make the bad guy feel loved and protected and then to take it all away in one quick swoop. He remained silent, much to Michael's concern, as he was gently set on the floor and his biggest brother helped him to remove his blood covered clothes. He took the time to look around the washroom of the eldest archangel.

It was modest, but stunning.

The washtub was pure amber, as he suspected all the archangels tubs were, and with a single wave of his hand Michael had filled the tub with warm steaming water. His voice was calm and unwavering as he asked if he needed any help getting into the large tub. Michael raised a single eyebrow as the fledgling silently shook his head and carefully climbed over the side and into the warm water.

The eldest archangel sat down on his knee's at the side of the tub, a slight frown marring his features as he took in the cup and bruises that littered the small angels body. Nobody should ever harm an angel like this, especially one as young such as Samandriel was. The little fledgling before him had remained silent to his treatment under Naomi and it made him worry about others who had suffered the same fate.

It would be something he would have to bring up with Raphael and Raguel.

But that could wait until after he got this young angel in his care settled.

He was also concerned at the small fledglings silence. He had done nothing wrong, the exact opposite if Raphael's findings were anything to go by, and the fledgling had simply fought back. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second as he finally realized what was haunting the small fledgling. He had attacked a superior. He had attacked a superior and had run after doing so. He must have been thinking that he was in trouble.

A hand under his chin made Samandriel jump out of his skin, the hand gently forcing his head to turn and meet his big brothers eyes. Michael's hand was gentle but firm.

"I am sorry that I had not told you sooner," The young angel was sure that the next words would be his sentence, "You are not in trouble Little One, you have been wronged and I am sorry that I had not noticed it sooner"

Samandriel was silent, as he had been for the last hour it seemed, as he stared ahead at his big brother.

"R...Really?"

Michael's thumb was rubbing against his cheek again, the touch gentle and soothing.

"Of course, and Naomi will be held responsible for her actions," His hand moved to cup the back of his head, "May I see your head Alfie?"

He waited in silence, even though both angels knew that if the archangel wanted to do something, he did not actually need permission. But both also knew that Michael would not do anything if it was not alright with the younger angel beforehand. After a long moment however Samandriel nodded softly, not daring to move as the archangel's hand softly moved from the nape of his neck to his forehead, gently pushing the hair back. He stared up at his big brothers face as he finally took in the true damage done to his baby brother.

Tiny red dots decorated the youths forehead.

"Oh, Little Alfie, what has she done to you?"

It was Michael's turn to be startled out of his skin when a small watery hand latched onto his wrist. His eyes shot down to meet his baby brothers.

"I'm not broken Michael, I'm not"

The archangels eyes softened considerably, as it was once again the youth's turn to be startled as he drained the water with another flick of his wrist and lifted the young angel out of the tub, wrapped in a soft warm towel, like one would a babe. The small angel let out a startled sound as Michael stood to his full height, latching onto the front of the archangels robes. Michael's smile was as warm as his embrace as he gazed down at the small angel he cradled to his chest.

"I never thought you were Little Alfie, I never thought you were"

Samandriel smiled a small smile up at his eldest brother and Michael reciprocated the gesture as he turned to walk back out into his room. He was gentle as he set the sleepy fledgling down on his bed softly taking his face in both of his hands so as to make sure the young angel paid attention.

"You will wear one of my tops until I return, there are some old fledgling robes in...Lucifer's rooms...You will remain here until I return, do you understand?"

The small angel still somehow managed to nod his head in his big brothers hands. A smile broke out onto his face when he felt warm lips press gently against his forehead. Michael rested his own forehead against his baby brothers and returned his smile before he stepped away and left to room. Samandriel looked around Michael's room, taking in the small details about his big brother that was not noticed at face value. His eyes were drawn to the frames sitting on a table under one of the flickering torches. He turned to look at the door for a moment, seeing if it was going to open any time in the near future, concluding that it wasn't, the young angel silently crawled off the soft bed and tip toed across the floor.

It was pictures of most of his siblings.

There was one of Gabriel, he looked younger, but his smile was just as bright. He was laughing at something on the other side of the photo.

He looked over at another, and his eyes widened, this was one of Lucifer. And like Gabriel had, he looked much younger, but he looked happier then Samandriel remembered ever seeing him (then again there was a lot of blank spaces thanks to Naomi) he was holding a small angel above his head, the tiny angel was laughing as well, at something the camera was not able to catch, his fingers buried in the elders blonde locks. There was something about the small angel that seemed familiar but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.

The one behind it was of Michael, he was holding a swaddled hatchling, cradled in his arms. His smile was soft as he gazed down at the baby.

There was another next to it, he recognized both Castiel and Balthazar. They were seated beside each other, leaning against one another as they both laughed at something.

Another was of a girl with long red hair, Anna, she was leaning into Michael's side giggling at something. The elder was smiling over her shoulder, his spare hand buried into her stomach.

He let out a loud yelp as he was scooped off the floor. He was met by Michael's smiling face. There was fingers walking up his bare tummy causing the young fledgling to break out into mad giggles.

"I have been told that I can be quite merciless"

He let out an honest to Dad squeal, his tiny feet kicking at the arm attached to the torturous fingers, when his big brothers fingers traveled over to his lower right ribs, gently wiggling his warm fingers into the fledglings skin.

Michael stopped his playful attack after a moment more, adjusting his hold on his baby brother so he was leaning back against his shoulder, the crook of his arm as his seat. He held the old fledgling robe out in front of him for the child angel to see. It was clearly one of the archangels fledgling robes if they were going by the pendent on one of the shoulder pieces. Michael's breath was warm on his ear as he spoke to him.

"It had been Lucifer's when he was younger, however I feel as if it would be a good enough fit for you to wear as well"

Samandriel was shocked into silence once more. Was he able to do that? Was he worthy of such an honor of getting to wear one of the archangel's old robes, and the second eldest out of all of them. Michael recognized his look and gave a slight frown.

"I do not think he would object if you were to have it either, now come, lift your arms."

The child angel did as he was told and with the practiced ease of an older brother (as he was the oldest brother in all of creation) Michael pulled it over his baby brothers head and onto his small person. It was still a bit big, but it fit better then Michael's old top. Samandriel fingered the fine fabric in silence before he looked up at his big brother and smiled.

"Now come Little One, I have reports I need to read and you need rest"

"I'm not sleepy Mikey"

Samandriel got that look on his face that Michael was very familiar with, that one where the youngster claims that they are not tired, but will most likely fall to sleep with in the first few seconds of being settled down. His look was cut off by a large yawn, which made the elder smile knowingly down at him, bopping him gently on the nose eliciting giggles from the young angel.

"Are you sure, Little Alfie?"

Being the child he was, the younger angel nodded his head, but his elder brother knew better. Michael reached for the reports on his desk and walked his way over to his bed. He settled down in the soft cloud like mattress and pulled his warm blankets up around the small fledgling. Warm lips pressed into Samandriel's dark hair as the gentle rise and fall of the archangels chest lulled him into the world of dreams. Michael sat awake for a long time into the night, his spare hand gently scratching at the fledglings scalp even well after his breathing had evened out, reading his reports.

As he had expected, the child had woken much later into the night screaming about terrors involving Naomi, and when he did, Michael was there to calm him back down with gentle words and soothing touches.

And when Samandriel woke up the next morning only to see his big brother still fast asleep, both arms wrapped protectively and comfortably around him, he simply snuggled back in and went right back to sleep.

No that Michael minded, he simply tightened his arms just a fraction around the young angel.

Sooo? I hope you liked it! Big Brother Michael is like, my thing right now! lol!