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"My Family is my strength and my weakness"

~~Aishwarya Rai Bachchan

They froze in the door way, and there, amidst the candle lights stood a man, his face was still hidden by the shadows. He was leaning over the prone form of Azrael, his hand clutching tightly to the younger angel's. The Hounds circled around on the other side of the table, saliva dripping from their fangs as they growled menacingly.

He ignored the Hounds though, leaning over the younger angel, seemingly examining his face.

"What happened to him."

Sam's eyes widened at the voice, recognizing it almost immediately, stilling almost to nothing in his shock. He reaction didn't go unnoticed by the others, gaining him strange concerned looks from Dean and Bobby as well as concerned and curious looks from Jody. Alex was looking ahead at the bent over figure, watching him silently as he pushed back Azrael's sweaty hair with a gentle hand, smoothing it out of his face.

There was a sharp bark from the Hound on the left, he was circling the legs of the table eyeballing the man looming over his master. With out so much as looking up at the Hounds growling and stalking his every move, he snapped at them into silence.

"Dante, Nero, satis, et stare"

The whined lowly, ducking down on their front paws like any dog did after having been scolded for something. The man brushed his fingers through the boys hair softly.

"Since your seemingly hearing impaired, I'll ask once more, what has happened to my Baby Brother."

Alex thought of that strange book she had just read, thinking it over carefully, before gasping and shoving through the adults in front of her. She knew what the man was!

"Your an Archangel!"

The man turned around, the candles casting their light over his blonde hair and illuminating his facial features. She was surprised when his eyes burned red as she had always been told by Jody and Bobby and the Winchesters that an Angels eyes burned blue, she assumed it was an Archangel thing. The man looked at her strangely, clearly not expecting to be recognized and by a human no less. His head tilted to the side just an inch.

"You could say that."

"Lucifer"

Guns were pulled before anything more could be said. Sam was glaring at the Fallen Archangel whilst trying to figure out a way to get Alex behind him. But the teenage girl shook his hand off and stepped forward out of his reach.

"Your Lucifer?"

"..Yes..."

She looked him up and down, not really sure what she was expecting the Devil to look like but this certainly wasn't it. He looked like an ordinary man. Not even red, and he didn't even have horns or hooves. Lucifer groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. He wasn't sure how that rumor had started but when he did find out it wasn't going to end well for them.

"Your Azrael's older brother!"

"I am, now is anyone going to answer my question?"

Dean stepped forward, side by side with Alex, his gun still aimed right at the other mans forehead. He was glaring harshly giving the impression that if looks could kill then Lucifer would be long dead by now. The Hounds were still oddly silent, still kneeling on the floor pitifully.

"How did you get out of time out!"

Dean wasn't wasting time on this one. He cut right to the chase and asked what everyone, Alex sent him a look that clearly said he was pushing it, alright almost everybody. Lucifer rolled his eyes, clearly not caring in the slightest that all these weapons were trained on him, he turned back towards his brother on the table, ignoring the cocking of the gun behind him.

"I will not ask again"

"That's funny, I tend to shoot first and ask later"

Alex turned around, shoving the hunter back a step, shielding the archangel with her body. Sam was giving her looks as if she was crazy but she knew what she was doing. Lucifer sighed heavily, not bothering to look back at the Hunters who thought that their guns would work on him.

"Don't! He's here to help!"

His head turned, looking at the human teenager in curiosity, she finds out he's the devil and yet she jumps in to protect him, or attempt to, because those bullets would have no affect on him besides piss him off. She turned her head to meet his gaze.

"He was attack, by a Leviathan, he had a cane thrust through his chest or something! He won't heal so we had to sew him up, or Jody did anyway!"

"Alex!"

Someone behind her hissed her name, but Lucifer shook them away.

"Thank you young Human, I will answer your question Winchester merely because your friend has helped my brother, I do not know what I am doing here. The child said something about the Leviathan, I have a good feeling that has something to do with it. My dad does work in mysterious ways after all"

He turned towards the Sheriff, "He's not healing?"

Jody was mystified, everything she had heard from Sam and Dean about dealing with Lucifer had been all bad, but now he simply sounded concerned about his younger brother. Nothing like she had expected after what she had heard. Shakily she shook her head, her eyes staring at him. He had met her gaze some minutes back, refusing to drop it until something happened or someone said something.

"No..No he wasn't...The hole in his chest won't close so I tried to stitch it"

Lucifer nodded, turning back around to face his brother, reaching out softly to brush his hand over the youths hair.

"I'm sorry Baby Brother but it must be done" And to the others namely Jody he continued "He needs to be flipped over, so I can examine the wound on his back"

She nodded, stepping forward cautiously, sparing a look behind her. Alex was the only one who nodded encouragingly at her. Slowly she ambled her way up to the Devil's side helping to lift the child up off the table, he let out a low whine at the pain, the Hounds growled lowly from their spot laying on the floor but fell silent once more after a glare from Lucifer's direction.

Together they settled him on his stomach, the archangel rubbing his head gently, whispering words of comfort in his ear. The Hounds moved when his hand fell limply from the side of the table, licking at the fingers and nuzzling it with their heads, trying to offer any semblance of comfort they could too.

"Winchester, I mean you no harm, nor the others, not after what the Sheriff has done for my brother, so please lower your weapon. Besides, shooting me would not have the affect you want it to."

He didn't spare them a single look as he gently pulled the kids shirt up and over his head. Alex held in a gasp as she saw the carving in the dead center of his, the sigil she had read about in his story. Lucifer rubbed soft fingers over it, feeling the body shiver under his fingers and the Hounds whine at such an action.

His hands slowly slid down to the many bandages on his back and slowly began peeling each layer back, careful not to disturb him or his Hounds.

"Hush Little Brother, you're alright"

He was able to move the bandages away, examining the hole in his back, frowning lightly at the wound, tracing his fingers around edge of the hole. Alex snuck in closer, curiosity eating at her, and she watched in amazement as the skin slowly knitted itself back together. Lucifer looked over at her, a smile that the others didn't see playing at his lips, he'd always had a soft spot for the children. He turned towards the Hounds in the next moment, his eyes locking with one of them.

"Dantes eius egens, iubet ire et explorare Raphael sumus"

The large Hound stood up, almost looking like he was glaring at the Archangel, but Lucifer met his gaze and returned the glare with one of his own until the large Dog backed down, gave a bark of confirmation, before darting away, exploding into a shadow on the opposing cabinet and completely disappearing. He turned towards Jody once more, completely ignoring the Hunters in the doorway.

"Can I please have a bowl of warm water, he is covered in blood and sweat and that is gross"

She nodded, motioning Alex away to fetch what he had asked for. It was an awkward silent filled moment as they waited for the teenager to return. It didn't take the girl long to get what she was sent for, even returning with a clean shirt she had pilfered from Sam's bag. Dean let out a squawk but Sam shook his head before he could say anything to upset the peace.

Lucifer thanked her, taking the bowl from her arms, setting it gently on the table beside the boys hip, dabbed the rag into the warm water, and gently rubbed a small circle in the center of his back, wiping away blood, sweat, and dirt as he did. He continued in the same fashion until he had cleared away a good portion. With the one Hound gone, Dante Lucifer had called him, the other was more on edge. They had never been separated not since that day they had been bound together. The mark on Azrael's back flashed a gold color, illuminating in a wave pattern. Each and every time it did Lucifer would pause, his eyes closing in a pain that no one else felt, before continuing on like nothing had happened.

Jody had been reluctant, very very reluctant, but she had work early in the morning and could not miss another day. The bills don't pay for themselves so she had to do it. Leaving Alex in the kitchen, the teenager having taken a seat on the counter a little to the right of the table, watching is Lucifer (of all people she had never thought the actual Devil would ever step foot in her kitchen) slowly and gently went about cleaning the younger angel up.

Alex assured them she would be ok, Lucifer raised his head with a raised eyebrow when that statement met his ears but didn't comment on it. Dean threw one last threat at him before he and Sam turned to head back to their room, as they too had things to do in the morning (like find a way to deal with those souls that had no where to go and no way to get there) Bobby not far behind them as he looked Alex over once more before turning up the stairs.

He didn't bother looking up when he spoke next.

"Shouldn't you be going to bed as well? It is late after all, school in the morning and all that?"

Alex shook her head slowly, "Its Friday, and I'm not tired so its ok"

He nodded a bit and they fell into a pool of silence. It didn't last as long as you would think.

"You don't seem as frightened as most teenage girls would be at finding out that the Devil is real"

It was an attempt at small talk, kind of pitiful, but it was the thought that counted. Alex snorted as she picked at the small cotton balls on her flannel pants, missing it when Lucifer looked up once more, that eye brow raised once more.

"I'm...Not new to the Supernatural World...I kind of figured everything else was real too.."

There was a nod, she could see it from her peripheral vision.

"Oh?"

This was not what she had expected, not from what she heard from the stories that Jody had told her at what she had heard from Sam and Dean. Lucifer paused in his work, looking up at the teenager. She licked her lips nervously, it was a bit uncomfortable talking about what had happened, but she could do it.

It happened, no take backsies.

"I...Was kidnapped back in 2006..After running away from home...Got taken by some Vamps to be their 'family' blood slave and lure..."

"That must have sucked"

Sucked! Well that was one way to put it, sure. She nodded, turning her gaze back to Azrael's prone form, his peaceful face.

"Why'd you run away?"

"That's none of your business!"

Lucifer paused again, raising both hands in the air in defense at her outburst. She frowned, shifting a bit on the counter.

"I'm sorry..I shouldn't have snapped at you"

Again with the raised eyebrow, what if it froze like that?

"No, it is I who should apologize, I was just being nosy."

This time they lapsed in awkward silence. Lucifer was focusing a bit too hard on the spot above Azrael's left shoulder and Alex was looking around the room at anything and everything. He had somehow gotten his entire back clean, not that Alex tried to look in their direction too much after that little spout of conversation, but she did anyway.

"You know, when he was a mere child, he had once snuck into the part of the Garden Father had still been working on, dyed his wings and hair a bright hue of rainbow colors for the longest time"

Alex's head snapped back up, her gaze met Lucifer's and he smiled softly. She returned the gesture with one of her own. That was hilarious.

"Really, but he has dark hair, how wo-"

The older angel ran a hand through the younger's dark locks, almost fondly.

"He didn't always have such dark hair, back before he was cast from the Light's Grace, he had wings and hair as pale as the moon, as white as snow...It was a sight to see, a walking talking rainbow, we couldn't stop laughing and he would pout for days!"

She laughed lowly, like bells ringing in the wind, and stretched her legs out before tucking them back up crisscross applesauce.

"That's really funny! One time when I was little, one of my mom's boyfriends had fallen asleep on our couch and I got into her makeup and gave him the best makeover he ever had"

Lucifer snorted, "And they call me evil, stealing a mans dignity gives you the giggles, does it?"

He eye'd here cautiously, playfully, before turning back towards his work before him. But she still saw the smile on his lips. He was almost done, rinsing the dust and blood from the younger angel's dark locks now. There was not much he could do now but wait, and hope that Dante could complete his assigned task, he was no healer after all, he was a warrior, trained by the best warrior there is.

They fell into what could be seen as companionable silence after that. Alex watching closely as Lucifer finished up his cleaning and went about cleaning up the bowl he had used. For Satan, he had some nice manners at least. There was a faint snort from the sink and she had the distinct feeling that he could hear her thoughts, if he wanted to anyway. He wandered back over and sat in a chair a little to the left of her, making eye contact and refusing to let it drop.

"He likes you."

"What!"

"He see's you as a friend, he trusts you"

Alex blinked unsure as to what she was supposed to say to that. The Angel of Death considered her his friend, and she was being told this by Satan himself. WHat had happened to her life.

"I...I read..."

He waited patiently for her to find the right words, still looking at her.

"I read in a book...That I found...That you guys had really loved him...And.."

"And your wondering that if we loved him so much how we could have let all those things happen? Am I right?"

She nodded hesitantly, thinking she had gone too far, but after a moment of silence he nodded too.

"We were young then, did not think anything our Father could do could be wrong, as far as we saw it he had attacked and disobeyed. Do not think that just because we did as we were told that we had not protested it...After Azrael was gone...Everything changed...Me and my brothers are four completely different extremes but Azrael...He held us together, he was our common ground"

He looked down at the younger angel on the table and Alex could swear she saw a tear gathering in his eye, but it must have been a trick of the light.

"It took Michael and I eons to get Raphael out of his room after he had been forced to carve that binding sigil into Azrael's back, his screams of pain haunted all of us...After he fell, we lost sight of him..If he does not want to be found then he won't be, many misjudge him for his size and looks but don't let the youthful appearance fool you. He had trusted us to always have his back, no matter what, and we betrayed that trust in the worst way possible. One day I hope he can find it in himself to forgive us for what we did."

Alex swallowed hard, "He doesn't hate you"

Lucifer snorted, shaking his head.

"I'm serious! Look, ok your right he probably does hate you and your brothers and your entire freaking extra large family, but...You know...You know family, even when you hate them, you still love them. You can't truly hate someone if you don't love them, right?"

Lucifer stared at her for a moment, "For a human, your rather insightful."

"Thanks?"

They sat in silence from then on out. Azrael's steady breathing filling the room. Alex leaned back on the counter, wiggling around and getting comfortable. It wasn't but half an hour later that Lucifer looked up from examining his nails snorted softly. He stood up, cracking his back as he did, and crossed the room. Sliding one arm under the teenagers knee's and the other around her back he easily lifted her up off the counter.

"Not tired, huh?"

He froze in shock when she twisted around and grabbed at his jacket with her free hand, but shook himself out of it and carried her into the living room. He'd always had a soft spot for the younger ones. He laid her down on the couch, watching as she curled onto her side, and draped a blanket over her. He reached out with his hand, hesitating above her head for a single moment, before gently patting her hair.

"Sleep tight kid."

He took up the spot he'd vacated in the kitchen, as if standing guard over his unconscious brother. His mind still reeling over what she had said.

'Even when you hate them, you still love them'

Sam turned to Dean on the bed, both still awake waiting for the other shoe to drop downstairs. Bobby was out for the count, the older hunter seeming to trust his gut when it told him that things would be fine.

"Dean, I have an idea!"

So what have we going on between Alex and Lucifer? A bit of a friendship (don't say it in front of him cause Lucifer does not do friends) forming there? Azrael is healed, or appears to be anyway..But why won't he wake up? Where has Lucifer sent Dante? A good question, where's Cas? Where's Death? Does he know where Azrael is and what has happened? What's Sam's idea?

Stay tuned and find out!

I did use a quote from the season 11 finale, can anyone find it?

And the names Dante and Nero did come from Devil May Cry.