Eshu went on his way after the little meltdown, Gabriel had sworn that they would get together again soon, and the tension in teh room seemingly dug itself deeper into the atmosphere. Chuck was fuming silently to himself on the couch and next to him, though he hid it better than the man next to him, Death was rubbing at his temple silently.

"Well this is a new development."

All eyes spun to him at his outburst. Death met all their gazes with one of his own.

"What is new?"

His lips quirked at the feeling in the back of his head. Chuck rolled his eyes.

"It is not often that Anubis is so clumsy as to let me feel his emotions."

Raphael stepped forward cautiously, "Is he alright?"

Gabriel smirked at his brother, he was such a softy and no amounts of stoic and toughness would ever hide that. Death turned an eye on the Healer and raised a calculating eyebrow. Whether he had anything to say about this attachment or not he never said anything on the matter.

It was endearing.

Anubis did not have many people.

"He is fine. His temper could be reigned in. I trust you can remedy that?"

If anything it caused the Archangel to blush and his brothers to smirk. Death smiled knowingly at him though. Chuck shook his head.

"The same cannot be said for your brother once I'm through with him."

He turned to look at his friend by his side.

"What has the pup so heated?"

"Someone has taken the Underworld out from under his control."

Osiris perked up at the mention of the place. He came to stand next to Lucifer and folded his hands in front of him.

"That is most definitely a viable reason to be angered. Anput will be searching for him. Demons will begin to get restless without his control."

"If they are still here we should attack them before they get out."

Apophis silenced Dick with a wave of his hand. The Head Leviathan pursed his lips at being silenced like some underfoot vermin but held his tongue, he did not get this far by making tactical errors.

"No. Let them if they wish. I have what I need."

"So that's it! All our hard work and you're letting them go?"

He got a glare, "Mind your place. But, yes, they may leave. I have no need for the angel any longer. So long as I have that little bird I have all I need."

Dick knew when one was becoming too cocky, feeding into their own media. He'd strike but not now, when the time was right.

"How did you three manage to get down here?"

They walked in a large group, Dante and Nero circling around them protectively, Alex and Michael's meeting had been comical (for her two friends anyway) she'd fumbled with her words and shook his hand a tad bit harder then she normally would. He took it as anyone who had as many brothers and sisters as he had would.

Azrael and Anubis were walking ahead of them whispering back and forth to one another, he was sure it was nothing good.

Jody talked to Alex a bit. She was happy to have her back and Bobby continued to ask about Sam and Dean. She told them what she could.

Horus was hanging onto Michael's back, arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders talking away happily at being freed from his prison.

Admittedly, it was too easy, as they were practically walking down the halls scotch free and it was something that they should be worrying about, and it would be, when he had all his charges returned to where they belonged safely.

Azrael choked about something his friend had said, shoving him in the arm, "Come off it Fleabag! Let it go!"

"But Azzie I'm curious! You went all red in the face there buddy!"

"Duuude!"

He cleared his throat and they turned to look at him. Michael raised an eyebrow looking between the both of them.

"What is the problem?"

Anubis grinned at his friend as Azrael shook his head.

"So Sammy said that you guys were spare the rod types of guys and I'm curious!"

"As to what we did when he misbehaved? When he would, let's say, disobey orders?"

Azrael blushed and gave his brother an incredulous look. This was not about to happen.

"Come on! Seriously!"

"Perhaps you will merely have to wait until he is returned to Father."

If anything that made the entire situation worse. Azrael grimaced at the thought of facing his father now. He was not going to be a happy camper, not with this stunt, and then he'd been turned over to his brothers.

They came to the ledge that they fell from and the new additions to their group looked at the crash sight. Even Michael looked up at the ledge and down at the clear collision spot. He turned slowly to face his youngest brother. Brilliant eyes narrowed at something that caught his attention. Were those feathers?

"What happened here?"

"Anubis was being an airhead."

"Are you injured?"

There was a brief moment of silence that some might call stalling.

"...No..."

Michael hummed, nodding his head once, "Of course you aren't."

Was that sarcasm? It sounded like sarcasm.

Thoth looked over as the portrait on the wall slid over and a body climbed out from behind.

Another followed, and another, an entire group of people.

Sam looked up as they came in the room. Thoth rushed forward looking for his little friend. Anubis perked up at the call of his name and rushed to meet the other god.

"Anu! You're back! What took you so long?"

The younger deity shoved his friend lightly in the stomach.

"You idiot! You left off the drop on the map!"

He laughed at the younger's facial expression. Anput moved from the hunter's side and Thoth stepped aside so her counterpart could see her approach. Anubis knew that her presence meant only one thing. Anput stayed within the confines of the Underworld unless something happens.

She nodded at his silent inquiry and he growled deep in his throat. Golden eyes flashed and his form began to flicker again. He was enraged and everyone in the room knew it.

Michael watched the young jackal growl in anger, looked through the crowd, and quickly crossed to meet Sam. The hunter watched his approach apprehensively and was promptly floored at the sight of the small boy hanging on his back.

Thoth was staring at the child.

"Sam Winchester. I do not believe we have had a chance to meet. I am Michael-"

"I know."

"Sam!"

"Horus!"

A lot was happening at once. Ma'at pushed her way through the gathering crowd as Egypt's prince was recognized. Horus looked them over nervously and buried his face into his angel friend's shoulder. She shoved her way to the front and pulled both Archangel and hunter forward.

"You need to get out of Egypt. War is breaking out among us. No place for children. And take him with you."

She motioned at Anubis over her shoulder with her thumb. They followed her gesture and Michael felt more then saw Horus whine into his shoulder, he nodded at her. That would indeed be wise. Thoth ushered them away from the others, dragging Anubis behind him by the back of his collar.

There was a growl.

Deep and dangerous.

Anubis swung on the one holding him fast, a swing that was easily deflected in his well trained state, his rage was almost palpable.

"Anubis."

His name was not yelled. The tone was calm, powerful, but calm. He took one glance at the person who spoke his name and growled back baring his fangs. Horus looked up from his friend's shoulder peering cautiously around the room.

Little eyes widened as he shoved his way through the surprised crowd and the boy began to squirm to be let down.

"Papa!"

"My son!"