"No.", Dean shook his head, "Absolutely not."
"I agree. That can't happen. Kelly think clearly here."
Mary nodded, stepping forward, eyes following Lucifer's every move from his place behind the woman, hovering over her shoulder like a silent sentry of sorts. Kelly looked up at her, ignoring the one behind her, with Azrael here she still felt oddly comforted. And in her opinion, someone who could look down at a baby like Lucifer had couldn't be as bad as they were making him out to be.
"Kelly, he isn't safe to be with, you should let him be taken care of now. Get away from him and bring the baby with you."
Dean snorted, "Until we can figure out how to rid the world of it. That's all we need."
Kelly went still, her head shooting up, "No-", a hand settled on her shoulder from behind. Large, pale, and strong.
"You will not touch my son, Winchester."
Lucifer was right behind her, she could feel the warmth from his person he was so close, and the hand squeezed her shoulder softly. Kelly nodded in agreement. That was her baby, no matter what he was, he was her baby. Mary gave her a saddened look obviously in complete agreement with her own child.
"And you will not upset my sons mother."
Azrael watched them all, taking it in silently, and smiled to himself in the shadows of the corner. His brother could be so protective of what he deemed to be his.
"She needs to rest."
Kelly nodded, unconciously reaching up to touch a hand to his, he wrapped a thumb over her hand and it rubbed gentle circles into the skin. Castiel took his own stand, blade sliding into his hand, Lucifer looked at him and raised his chin, tugging Kelly closer protectively. He would not let his child lose his mother.
Not again.
Azrael turned, swinging his scythe around, blocking Castiel is his advancing, "I would not little brother. They are both under my charge now. This family is. If harm shall befall them it will be on your heads."
"But-."
"Brother. Do not make me your enemy."
Lucifer gave him an appreciative look as he swept Kelly up, her strength leaving her now that she knew her baby was safe, she made a small noise of surprise but didn't have the strength to fight him. Mary backed away, eyes trained between Lucifer and Azrael.
She laid her head on his shoulder weakly, and looked down at her, "Where is your room?", the woman whispered tiredly, pointing to a door at the corner, nearest to the nursery. Dean made to intercept them, but found he was stuck, he couldn't move. Azrael ducked his head as Lucifer passed him, disappearing into the master bedroom with Kelly, once the elder was gone the younger turned on the humans.
Mary included.
"Let me make this clear to you, if you touch them, if you try to take the child and leave, I will come after you. You may stay but you will not interfere. This is not your story anymore."
He stood back up, looking in the direction of the master bedroom, and smiled.
...
Lucifer set the woman down as softly as he could on the bed, and stood back up, Kelly could feel herself fading, sleep was pulling at her but she was not done yet. She grabbed his wrist when he turned away, he froze, turning to look down at her hand before looking up to meet her gaze.
"I...I trust...You can stay."
He smiled at her, "Thank you. For this chance."
"Everyone deserves one. There is another room down the hall for the others to stay in if they need."
Lucifer nodded, ready to take the couch-"You can come back...After you tell them...and check on Jack."
She smiled when his warm hand closed around her hand, "I will."
...
It was late in the night when the baby started wailing, angry loud wails of a little one just born to the world, and was hungry or cold or frightened. Kelly hummed in her sleep, waking at the sound of her baby's cries, and tugged the blankets down to go see to him.
A hand guided her back down, "Rest. I will see to the child."
Lucifer pulled the blankets back up over her, smiling as she drifted back to sleep, and he sighed as he pushed himself up. Angels did not need to sleep but that did not mean that it was not an enjoyable experience.
Stepping out into the hall, his eyes found Azrael in the corner, sitting comfortably in a chair he'd snapped up. He didn't say much after Lucifer had shown the Winchesters and Castiel to the guest room as Kelly had requested, but he hadn't left. He first wanted to make sure they took his promise for retribution seriously.
Lucifer and Kelly didn't seem to mind his being there as long as little Jack was not disturbed.
He opened the door to the nursery, flipping on the soft lights, and wandered closer to the crib. Inside was an unhappy child, kicking and flailing, face red from excertion. Lucifer cooed down at him, reaching in to scoop him up carefully. Jack cried and wailed and sobbed angrily.
The archangel rocked him softly, humming deep in his chest, it took a moment but he settled down. Listening to the soft humming as attentively as any fledgling would, there was a certain desire to hear the Angel of Music sing to you.
He turned, rocking the little one, humming a lullaby down at him.
Jack cooed up at him softly and he smiled.
"Why so loud little one?", he brushed a knuckle over the soft baby skin, "Its alright little one, papa is here, you're alright."
Lucifer reached for a blanket to swaddle him in, wrapping it around him carefully, and rocked him some more.
"Go back to sleep my little one. You must be sleepy. Papa's got you."
Mary watched him from the door way.
And Azrael watched her from his corner.
...
The following morning, later that morning, Kelly woke to the smell of food. Fresh food. It smelled amazing. She stretched and rolled over, the bed was still warm where he'd been laying and she simply took in the heat for a moment before pushing up completely.
Their lake house was filled with warm sun, and she walked softly down the hall towards the nursery, it was empty and she felt fear take over. Lucifer was gone and so was her son.
Rushing down the stairs, she passed the empty guest room, calling for Azrael desparetly despite herself.
He was sitting in the living room watching the lake twinkle in the sunlight.
"I would check the kitchen."
Kelly ran passed him, stopping short in the kitchen enterance, her breath caught in her throat but a smile slowly spread over her features.
The three Winchesters were sitting at the kitchen island, Castiel hovering behind them, but her eyes were completely focused on the sight behind the range top. Lucifer was humming to himself, whisking something in a bowl and pouring eggs into a skillet, his blonde hair was messy from bed still and she pressed a hand over her mouth as the smile got bigger.
Around his middle was a baby carrier, little Jack strapped the his chest as he cooked, the babe was watching him through the motions.
"I can't believe you know how to cook."
That made Lucifer look up, and his eyes went right over Dean's head as he spied the mother in the doorway, and he smiled.
"There's momma, look little Jack, there's momma. Say goodmorning."
He waved the babes little hand and Jack gurgled and giggled, babbling nonsence at her, she giggled softly to herself when she saw what his little onesie said, 'Mommy's Lil Devil' and stepped into the kitchen.
"It smells wonderful."
"Thank you", he set a plate in front of her and a cup of juice, "I had a good helper."
She took a bite and her eyes widened, "This is amazing!", she looked up at him, Lucifer met her gaze, wiping his hands clean on a dish towel and reaching for a little golden fruit for the babe to suckle on, "How do you know how to..to cook? And what are you feeding our baby?"
Lucifer chuckled, "It's ambrosia, a fruit from the Garden Eden, in Heaven we would feed it to the fledglings. It makes them strong. Comes in many different forms.", he looked around at the range and the counters, "I like watching Hell's Kitchen."
"Where did even see Hell's Kitchen?"
"Before I went after Sam, years ago, it's now a guilty pleasure.", he looked down at the baby, wiggling a little foot as the child giggled, "Yes it is little one."
They ate in relative silence, Kelly cooing over her baby, taking him from Lucifer when the archangel motioned that he was going to clean up. Jack cooed and flailed, kicking his little feet out happily, babbling baby nonsense.
She set him on the soft blanket in the living room and sat next to Azrael on the couch, they both watched the babe closely, "Thank you. For bringing me back."
The large man looked down at her with a smile, "No thanks is needed."
...
"We have to get her and the kid out of here."
...
Sooo Papa Luci? Yesssss! Baby Jack is so cute! and his little onesie! of course Lucifer would put him in a onesie that says 'Mommy's lil devil'! Will Kelly and Lucifer bond over the baby? Will the Winchesters get the baby away? Will Castiel test Azrael's restraint?