The boy had appeared out of no where. Wearing old timed ragged robes and sandals. He was seated in the back seat of the Impala playing with a small wooden ark, animals splayed across the seat. Dean reached for his gun, but Sam stopped him with a hand on his arm.

"Dean we can't just kill him, we don't even know who he is"

Dean for all intents and purposes looked like he'd rather just shoot the kid and Sam briefly wondered just how his older brother had gotten this way. He shook his head gently as he turned back to the kid sitting in the back seat of the car. Getting down to be more on level, he slowly opened the door to gain his attention.

"Hey, I'm Sa-"

"I know who you guys are, Daddy told me"

Daddy? That didn't help them at all.

"You live with you Dad? Does he know where you are?"

The boy nodded slowly, turning away from his toys to look up at the younger Winchester. His eyes were the brightest blue Sam had ever seen and immediately guessed that the kid was an angel, Cas had the same color eyes.

"I live with Daddy and all my big brothers and sisters. He sent me to you"

"Sent you to us? Is your dad a hunter too? Do we know him?"

The boy turned back to his toys, but answered all the same.

"Yep, said that you would need my help. No, but he knows you and he's not very happy with you"

Sam stood up when the boy started playing with his animals again, turning to look at his brother. Dean made a gesture that Sam shot down just as quickly. They were not going to leave a little kid on the side of the street. Maybe they could get Castiel to come and help them out, maybe he knew who the kid and his father were.

Dean ducked further behind the table, pushing the kids head down as he huddled closer. Mercury had alerted Lucifer to their presence and now he was raging through the gods as if they were nothing more than insects. Sam scooted closer, clutching a simple knife to his chest as if debating on whether or not he should attempt to try and stab the archangel causing the blood bath in the room.

The boy, whose name they had yet to learn, clenched his fits together and pulled them into his chest as he bowed his head as if praying for the so called God to help them. Dean didn't have the heart to tell him that God didn't care and wasn't listening.

A flap of wings alerted them to another angels arrival. Gabriel, of all the ones who could show up, was sitting beside Sam in the next moment shoving a DVD into his chest.

"Guard this with yo-"

His whiskey eyes wondered around the small group, and settled on the small boy sitting in Dean's side. Blue eyes widened in shock at the archangel and he squirmed backwards. Gabriel's eyes narrowed as he jet forward and grabbed the front of the kids shirt, yanking him over and into his lap. The boy looked impossibly small when the archangels arms wrapped around him.

"Squirt when I heard the rumors I thought they were joking! What are you doing down here without Dad's permission"

Sam spun on the brown haired archangel, eye wide, the kid had lied to them.

"Wait! You know him!"

Gabriel looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, "Of course I know him! Would recognize my little baby bro anywhere!"

He suddenly got an idea, one that made his eyes light up, and he lent forward to whisper in the boys ear. What ever it was the Winchesters were not privy to. The boy nodded slowly and the archangel smiled. Suddenly he turned back to the Winchesters, the smile lighting his face still just as bright.

"Guys, you know what, we got this"

And they were gone the next moment. The door on the other side of the room slammed open, both hunters turned around and looked over their table barrier, Gabriel came waltzing into the room.

"Luci, I'm home"

Lucifer stretched his arms, cracking his neck slightly, as he stepped forward. Gabriel held up an angel blade whilst shaking his head.

"Not this time, someone has something he wants to say to you"

Lucifer looked shocked, confused even. Gabriel kept his blade raised and he stepped aside to allow the kid to enter behind him. The Fallen's eyes widened when he spotted the kid.

"Gabriel, what is he doing down here! Shouldn't he be up stairs with Dad?"

The boy kept coming closer and closer, Dean cursed the angel for getting the kid stuck in this mess, Lucifer knelt down to be on his level. The boy reached a small hand up to lightly touched a hand to his face healing the ware and tare on the mans vessel.

"Luci, will you come home?"

Lucifer, least to say, looked shocked at the questions, and frowned as he shook his head slowly. How does one tell their baby brother that they are not welcome to come home. Gabriel was no help whatsoever, still leaning back against the wall munching on a candy bar he'd snapped up, smirking in a way that clearly meant he knew more about this entire crazy situation then he let on he did.

"I can't Yeshua, I am forbidden"

The boy shook his head, shoulder length curly locks brushing against his perfect face.

"I am an extension of Fathers Will, and I want my brothers to come home, if Daddy did not approve he would have come to get me by now"

Lucifer, nor Gabriel, had thought about it that way. Dad knew everything at every moment, there was no way He did not know about His Son's whereabouts, and had clearly done nothing to change this or take him back. Touching a hand to the small one cradling his cheek, encompassing the tiny thing in his grasp, Lucifer smiled softly at the child standing before him.

"Your Will is mine to do, if that is truly what you want?"

"I just want my Family back, I miss you"

"And I you"

Lucifer wrapped an arm around the young boys bottom, lifting him up with him when he stood next. The boy, Yeshua, wrapped an arm around his shoulders contentedly in the Devil's grasp. Sam and Dean peeked out of their hiding spots at the lack of death and destruction, standing when they took in the relaxed positions all around. Dean was grumbling something under his breath and Sam voiced his less vulgar more appropriate thoughts.

"I don't remember ever reading anything about an angel named Yeshua"

Both archangels exchanged looks and laughed out loud. The boy yelped as he was jostled about. Lucifer gained his composure once more as he turned towards the mystified Winchester.

"That's because there is no angel by that name"

"Then how is the kid your brother?"

Now Dean was in the game too, they had questions that Cas had refused to answer, and dammit they were going to get some one way or another. And make no mistake, they knew very well (or at least Sam did) that the entire reason they were getting this information was because the archangels decided to share it with them. The boy laid his head down on the devil's shoulder, Lucifer looked over slightly and bounced his arm just a tad.

"Yeshua loosely, very loosely, very very very loosely for your small ape brain, translates to Jesus"

Dean looked at the boy with wide eyes, the kid shrunk back into the angels arm under his intense gaze. Lucifer felt the minute movement from the small boy and wiggled his hips a bit to settle him back down. Gabriel was focusing on something on the other side of the room, something he couldn't see, and he rolled his eyes.

"Dean I suggest you quit glaring at my baby brother, you are extremely outnumbered and out of your league with this one"

The hunter backed down, if not more for the fact that what he said was true and he was out matched in this fight, then actually just backing out.

Whatever got him through the night.

"Gabriel, how many times do I have to tell you, no sweets before meal time"

However seeing Lucifer, Satan, of all people lecturing someone about eating healthy. They have officially seen everything. The boy giggled behind his hand so hard that Sam had to get up and see what was so funny.

A moment later, Sam's booming laughter filled the living room.

Lucifer was standing in the middle of Bobby's kitchen, pink apron reading 'I'm ice ice baby' tied around his waist, hands on his hips glaring at the younger archangel. Gabriel shrunk back under his brothers stern glare, turning his eyes towards the floor. The Morning Star reached for the plate of macaroni and fruit cup he'd made for their kid brother and placed it in front of him, the kid happily munched on an apple slice as he watched his two big brothers.

"Get rid of it Gabriel"

"But-"

"Now"

Knowing what could and most likely would happen if he were to try his brothers patience on this, the messenger snapped his fingers and the chocolate cake in the middle of the table disappeared in an instant. He reached up to scratch at the back of his neck as his older brother nodded approvingly as he walked passed him, reaching up as he did to pat him on the cheek.

"Good boy"

Sam's laughter made its way to his ears and the younger archangel blushed deeply at being treated as a child by his big brother. He went silently to sit next to his little kid brother at the table and hid his face in his folded arms, embarrassed. The morning star ruffled his hair as he stood behind them poking him lightly in the side as he bent to place a plate of salad in front of him and a cup of milk in front his their baby brother.

"Now don't be like that little brother"

Sometimes he really hated his older brother. Lucifer pinched his cheek cheekily as he stood back up.

"So, who is going to tell Father of our dearest baby brothers whereabouts?"

Gabriel choked on his own drink, coughing and hacking as he smacked at his chest with a fist. Lucifer frowned slightly at his younger brother, reaching over to smack him on the back.

"Not it!"

Lucifer groaned. The

He had given it a good run for his money, but had to have known that Daddy would have come looking for him at some point.

Thunder crashed outside and rain pelted the windows indicating that Daddy was not a happy camper.

"You, Young Man, are in sooo much trouble"

Dean jumped from his seat at the table behind the kid in surprise, a shout of alarm escaping him. Chuck, all in his bathrobe pajama wearing slipper glory, was standing in the middle of the room with his hands resting on his hips, a stern glare directed at the child who had randomly shown up in the back of their car.

"No television, early bedtime, no play dates with your friends, the works Child"

He set his toy car down gently before standing and running to his Daddy's side, flinging himself as pathetically adorably as he could at His knees, and attempted to appeal to His better nature, when Chuck crossed his arms over His chest it was clear to see it was not working as the little boy had wanted it to.

"Daddy I just wanted to see my big brother!"

Chuck shook his head slowly, "I don't think so young man, you know you are not to sneak off like this, you know full well that I can not see you as I can the others"

He could see that this was getting him nowhere, but the boy was not ready to give up just yet.

"But daaadddyyyy!"

"No buts, now, we will continue this talk at a different time, for right now however, you can go stick your grounded little nose in that corner until I call you over here, Do you understand?"

The boy stared up at his father for a long silence filled moment, before turning and stomping his way over to the indicated corner. Chuck watched him go for a moment before turning his attention towards the Hunter at the table. He motioned for him to take a seat as he took up the chair on the opposing side, more beer appearing on the table with a wave of his hand. Picking up a glass of scotch he tossed it back and took a long sip.

Dean sat down stiffly, staring at the man sitting opposite him. Chuck sighed heavily and set his glass on the table. Dean took a beer from the table, popped the cap, and took a long swig. It was ice cold.

"So your the kids Father?"

Chuck nodded, spying on the boy over his shoulder, "Nose in the corner"

The boy whined, threw a mini tantrum as he stomped his feet, and spun back into the corner. He took another sip from his glass and Dean another from his bottle.

"Yes, I am"

The hunter nodded his head, "So, then, where have ya been? You know, when shit was hitting the fan!"

Chuck frowned slightly, twirling the liquid in his glass a bit.

"Please mind your language, there is a child in the room, but to answer your question I was supposed to be on a trip, I am working on some new planets and returned to check on things only to find that my eldest sons have decided to try and destroy everything, my other has run off to play with the Pagans, and my youngest had snuck away from Home to come down here."

Another sip.

"Kids, huh?"

Dean really wasn't sure what to say to all that, and to be honest it had been a long couple of days, and so he simply agreed. Finishing the last of his drink, he set the glass back on the table. He sighed heavily as he turned his attention back towards his child in the corner, rubbing a hand down his face.

"Jesus, come here"

The boy turned around, tears had been falling from his blue eyes but he stopped them as he trotted across the room. He stopped in front of his father and pouted.

"Now don't give me that look, you know you had done wrong, as your brothers know they had too that is why they are not here right now, we will come to that later, right now we are on you."

Chuck leaned forward, lifting the boys head up with a gentle hand, wiping away the traces of tears with his thumb. The child sniffled a bit and wiped at his nose with his sleeve. He stared into his Dad's eyes finding himself unable to look away once he had, his Father not allowing him to break their contact.

"Why are you in trouble?"

The boy didn't answer, biting his lip.

"Do not think that I will not take you over my knee for this, so I suggest that you answer the question you were asked."

"But...But..I..I..Daddy I just wanted to see my big brothers! You were gone Daddy! And Mikey's scary now and Raphy just ignores me and I just wanted someone to play with!"

Chuck hummed under his breath, clearly not expecting this type of argument. He had caught wind of what his eldest son and middle son were doing at Home and he couldn't blame the child for wanting to get away from that. However, be that as it may, he also knew better then to sneak down here without at least telling someone. He'd been extremely worried when he'd come home to check up on things only to find that his youngest most treasured son had all but vanished.

"I understand your reasoning, however, that does not excuse you for not telling anyone where you were going off to. Michael and Raphael were both at their wits ends when they could not find you, you had all of us worried sick wondering where it was you could have gone. It is as I said it will be, your grounded until further notice, confined to the garden or you bedroom, early bedtime and no play dates with your friends."

The boy didn't seem to like this response, as he pouted even more and whined jerking his head away from his daddy's grip.

"But daddy!"

Chuck shook his head, expression hard once more, "No buts, my word is final, or we can always adjust it with a trip over my knee, is that what you want Little One?"

The boys eyes widened, and he shook his head vigorously, tears once again forming in his eyes. It was unfair, all he wanted was someone to play with and now he was being punished for it.

"Now come give Daddy a hug, I've missed you more than you can imagine My Little Prince"

The boy sniffled but jumped into his fathers awaiting opening arms. Chuck caught the boy easily, lifting him up into his lap, he tutted as he wiped away more tears.

"Maybe an early bedtime will do you some good, your completely spent"

He snuggled closer to his daddy, breathing in the scent of life, scotch, and pine needles. A tiny hand coming up to latch onto the front of his bathrobe, pulling it around his body and sighed contentedly. Chuck smiled down at the boy, rubbing a hand down his back softly. It was at that time that Gabriel and Lucifer appeared in the room. Clearly not on their own accord, as they froze mid position, fighting over a large candy bar. Gabriel was hunched over it protectively, looking straight ahead like a deer in headlights. Lucifer was trying to pry it away, or at least get his hands on it, out of his brothers hands, his eyes wide as he stared at their extremely amused looking father and sleepy baby brother.

Dean took another swig from his beer.

The two archangels separated almost immediately, straightening themselves out, Gabriel shoved the candy bar into his jacket pocket while Lucifer shot him a look that clearly said he was not above reaching for it whilst in his jacket.

Chuck shook his head fondly, clearing his throat.

"As for you two, Gabriel you are to return home as well, grounded to your tower and your room"

Lucifer sneered, "And what of me Father? Do not expect me to go back down to my cage so easily"

"No, I do think you have been left to your own devices for far too long. You want to act like a child then you shall be treated as one, you are to go straight to my rooms, and stay there, we will finish this later"

Chuck looked the two over once more, "Now be gone"

They were both gone in a flash of brilliant light. Chuck turned back towards the hunter at the table, hefting himself up from the seat he was sitting in and lifting the small child up with him. Little legs wrapping around his waist as he laid his small head upon his fathers broad shoulder. Dean met his gaze after a moment.

"Keep the beer."

Lightning flashed brightly and thunder shook the ground, Chuck looked up, glaring at the darkening sky.

"Kids."

With one final mutter he was gone.

Dean took another swig of his beer.

Kids.

Haha papa chuck is so fun to write!

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