As requested by spnfanforlife! Hope you like it!

After sending the Winchester Brothers along back to their own time, Michael expanded his grace, searching out the grace of his brother whom he knew had gotten them back here in the first place. His dearest youngest brother was not strong enough to get them back this far in time as of yet. Once he felt the weak pulse of his baby brother's life force push against his Michael unfurled his magnifent wings and in two strong strokes was in the air.

He found Castiel struggling to pull himself up off the floor.

"Baby Brother whatever did you think you were doing?"

Castiel struggled away from him, fear in his eyes, a sight that made Michael's heart break. He knelt down in front of his brother. Castiel froze in his struggles, looking up at him warily. Michael did not move to touch him, not wanting him to startle and cause himself more harm. But he did not sit well with leaving his exhausted and injured baby brother struggling to sit up in the middle of some motel room either.

"Cassie, will you allow me to help you?"

The younger angel stared at him for a long moment and Michael waited (if not a bit impatiently) for him to give his permission or deny it. After a long moment however the youth nodded his head and reached a hand out towards his big brother. Michael smiled warmly, taking the offered hand, and helped to pull the weak angel up from the floor. Guiding the arm around his neck the archangel helped to carry the angel to one of the beds. He lay the younger out gently, moving to pull his dress shirt open as he did so. The youth struggled against him, admittedly it was a bit aggravating especially after haven been given permission to help him.

"Cassie what is it that you do not wish for me to see?"

The younger angel was a bit sluggish but had somehow still managed to get a grip on his hand. Michael was shocked at the coldness that seeped in from the clammy flesh. It sent waves of alertness and protectiveness up through his grace and had his wings been on that plane then the archangel's brilliant white wings would have noticeably twitched.

"You are freezing Little One. What have you been doing as of late Baby Brother?"

Castiel shook his head slowly which only served to add to the elders suspicion. Michael's eyes narrowed as he sat next to the younger angel on the bed, rubbing at his knuckles with his thumb. Castiel licked his lips, once and twice, trying to build up strength to speak. No matter, he could wait.

"Yo...You...You won't like...it...You..Will just leave..Like..Everyone else"

Michael watched him carefully for a moment, he could practically feel the fear rolling off the younger angel. How could the young angel think that he would be left here whilst he was unable to heal himself. After a long pause the elder leaned forward, brushing the youths dark bangs out of his face, leaning his forehead against his younger brothers.

"I promise you, there is nothing in this universe that will get me to leave your side Baby Brother", His hand wandered back down to his brother shirt, "Can I look at it Little One?"

Castiel did not know what to to, he was at a cross roads. He knew that the only one who could truly help him now was an Archangel, but then this was Michael, how willing would he be to help him even after everything he had done. He was surprised by a hand under his chin, forcing his head up and him to look his oldest brother in the eyes.

"Castiel, there is nothing that you could do that would make me want to abandon you, now I am going to look at your injury whether you want me to or not"

He was using that 'Big Brother' voice that he remembered hearing often as a small child. He was silent and still as Michael reached over and unbuttoned his shirt, he watched as his brothers eyes widened as he took in the damage his baby brother had under gone. Scars covered his chest, bruises faintly visible disappeared under to his back. And it was disconcerning that this was only the angels chest, and it made the elder wonder just how bad it really was.

"Cassie..Little Cassie..What is this?"

The younger angel glanced down and his eyes widened. He'd assumed that his grace would have healed all of it; the scars, the sigil, the bruises, everything. But it hadn't and now his eldest brother had seen all of it.

"Castiel what is this!"

His voice was hard and Castiel flinched backwards, harder then he'd expected. Michael snapped out of what ever haze he had fallen into at the flinch from his youngest brother and immediately felt bad. He never wanted to frighten his siblings. Especially the younger ones. He placed a gentle hand on the seraphs chest, allowing his grace to flow through his touch and into his brother. Castiel watched him with wide eyes, he had not thought that the archangel he had been defying would have used his own grace to heal him. Michael saw his baby brothers face and chuckled lightly.

"I once told you that I would never allow true harm to befall you Little One, I am known to be a keeper of my word, am I not?"

Castiel stared at him with a deer in headlights expression and slowly nodded his head. He too recalled a time when he had been a toddling fledgling whom had tripped over his feet whilst trying to toddle his way to his biggest brother, Michael had been over looking some new recruits to his training ground as he graded them on their movements in order to place them within the ranks appropriately not paying any attention to possible fledglings behind him, he'd stumbled and made a sound of distress around his hand which he had a habit of chewing on. He'd fallen and scraped his hands hard on the dirt ground of the training field. He fell backwards onto his butt and cried out, Michael had been startled and he'd spun to look at what had happened. When he'd spotted the baby angel on the ground he'd rushed over and scooped him up in a tight warm embrace, cooing softly down at him.

He'd thrown his hands out in the archangel's face, screaming about how it burned and it hurt. Michael had simply smiled warmly, gently, down at him and taken his tiny bleeding hands in one of his own.

"Do not fear Baby Brother, I am always here to help you no harm shall ever befall you as long as I am around, nothing is too big for me to take care of"

The sigil on his chest, what was left of it, slowly faded into nothing. The bruises changed color until they matched his skin tone once more. The scars blended out. The younger angel slowly lifted his gaze up to his big brother, staring right at him. Michael slowly pulled his hand away, not sure on how the youth would respond to his power, his invasion.

He was not expecting the younger angel to throw himself as him.

But he caught him anyway. Wrapping his arms around the sobbing seraph tightly, protectively, which for some reason only served to make him sob harder. He rubbed soothing circles on his brothers back.

"Come now, what ever is wrong, are you not well? Did I miss a wound?"

Castiel sobbed harder, burying his face in his big brothers chest. Michael cradled the back of his baby brothers against his chest. It was an invasion of privacy, he knew this, but when one's baby brother is sobbing so hard that he can not vocalize any words then that privacy is allowed to be broken. Michael peaked into his dearest baby brothers thoughts and even he was thrown for a loop. He did not think that his big brother would help him, that his big brother would use his own grace to heal him, that his big brother would still be there when he needed him. He did not deserve it.

He put a stop to those thoughts right then and there.

The elder grasped his baby brother, cradling the back of his head in his hands as he pulled him back a bit. His eyes were stern, but full of undying love, as he wiped at the tears leaking from the bright blue eyes.

"Little One, I want you to listen to me very closely, there is nothing you could do, nothing, that would make me turn a blind eye when you need my help. You are my baby brother, I will always be there when you need me. I will always love you Little One, though I may not always show it"

Castiel sniffled, grasping onto his big brothers arms, before reaching out. Michael pulled him into another embrace scratching lightly at the back of his head. He kissed the top of his head softly, resting his chin on the youths dark hair. It had been so long since he had gotten to see his baby brother, gotten to hold Little Cassie, and he was not about to let it end now.

When the youth pulled away slightly, the archangels arms hanging around him loosely, he sniffled a bit once more.

"I..I must be going..."

Michael saw him open his small wings (compared to his anyway) and it was his turn to surprise the younger angel. He made a half complicated hand gesture above his brother head, sealing his wings. His younger brother shot him a betrayed look as he knew full well that it was him who had sealed his wings, only the archangels had the power to seal the wings of an angel.

"Oh no, I have not gotten to see you in centuries and I am not allowing you to fly away until I am satisfied"

Castiel crossed his arms, turning to the side, a huff on his lips. Michael laughed at his dearest baby brothers childishness which only caused the younger angel to pout more and turn away another inch. Castiel let out a shriek when fingers squeezed at his sides, giggling harshly as he fell backwards into his big brothers chest.

"Oh? Come, don't be like that, do you not wish to spend time with me too?"

Castiel squealed when the wiggling fingers moved to his tummy, sneaking down through the opened part of his shirt to poke at the bare skin.

"Mihihikeyey! Nohohoho!"

"No? Such an unwise answer Little One"

A finger dipped into his belly button and all was lost.

"MIKEY! That's hahaha not whahahat I meant!"

Michael laughed out right, deep and resounding, halting his playful attack. Castiel panted (yes even though he did not really need to breath) and let himself melt into his big brother. Michael smiled above his baby brothers head, placing a tender kiss to the dark locks. Discreetly he snapped his fingers, changing both their attires to more comfortable dressings. The younger angel glanced down at his pajamas, frowning slightly.

"Michael, I am too o-"

Warm lips pressed up against his ear, "Finish that sentence at you own peril Little One, shall we continue with round two?"

Castiel pressed his lips shut, shaking his head trying to conceal a smile. Michael chuckled lightly, backing up into the pillows of the motel bed.

"You are never too old to cuddle with your big brother Little Cassie, in fact, what do you think Gabriel had done when he had come home last week? He did not seem to think he was too old"

Michael met the youths gaze when he turned to look up at his big brother. He was warm, and comfortable, and for some reason he did not find himself wanting to leave just yet. The Winchesters couldn't get into that much trouble without him for one night, could they?

"They will be fine Little One, but the same can not be said about you if you keep running yourself ragged. As your Commander, I am telling you to stand down, but, as your older brother, I am telling you to rest."

He pressed another kiss to his brothers temple noting the way his eyes drooped, "You have earned it"

As the younger angel fell into the world of dreams, his big brother's voice followed him.

"And I could not be more proud of you"

And if Michael awoke the next morning to find his seal broken, and found his baby brother sleeping soundly in his side, well he just smiled softly and pulled him closer.

Those Winchester's could wait another hour or two.

Soooo! I hope you liked it! This was requested by spnfanforlife! Here you go buddy, thanks for the review by the way! Hope it meets your expectations!

Question time guys! I was wondering on who I should do next? Raphael or Lucifer?