Robin0203: I dont know man! I dont know how she could do that!
Telentropy X: LOL! Ticked!Lucifer is life and you know it! HEHE! Sure, but that bull-headedness is going to come back to him one day! Perhaps being a chew toy to a couple Archangels is what he needs! LOL! Thanks man! I love it so much! It's all super interesting! I knew you would! ;D
AN: So I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to have Jack age faster then a normal human, because honestly, he's not a normal human. Also, have plans for Kelly and Luci, cause they are like my thing right now!
Hope you like it :D
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They had to keep moving, never staying in one place for far too long, a woman, baby, and three grown men checked into a new motel every couple days. Castiel trusted his warding, but Lucifer was the boy's sire, they were connected in ways that the Winchester boys weren't to their respective archangel.
It was best to keep from staying in one place for too long lest he might be able to override the warding and find the child.
Mary took over the role Kelly had for the child, feeding him and changing him, though Jack knew it was not his mother he took to her care like any child would. Castiel took over where Lucifer had been left, filling in the role as caregiver quite fluidly, and Jack grew.
He grew fast.
The days turned to weeks.
Jack went from being a small blubbering baby to a crawling nightmare. He got into everthing, despite Mary and Castiel watching out for him, he still managed to get his little hands on things that his little hands should not be on. Sam finally got the hint and put their bag of weapons up on a table out of his reach after he nearly stuck a knife in his mouth.
"Mama!"
Mary sat back in her shock at the sudden exclaimation, hand freezing mid air with baby spoon in her fingers. Jack giggled up at her and clapped his little hands, reaching for the spoon of mush peas, "Mama!"
Normally it was elating to hear ones baby say such a name, but her heart ached ever so slightly for her lost friend. Kelly should be here in this moment, hearing this word, having this title. This was what she had wanted most, a little one of her own, a child and a family. She didn't deserve being mixed up in all of this, this mayheim, and to have her moment like this one stolen from her.
"What did he just call you?", Dean looked up from cleaning his gun, a nervous tick, and glared at the baby despite himself.
Mary smiled as Jack babbled on and on 'Mama', "He called me Mama."
"Well isnt that nice."
She ignored the stab of sarcasm.
After lunch was done, Jack squirmed to be let down, immediately getting in position to crawl around and explore. Mary watched him carefully from where she sat on the couch, smiling slightly when he grabbed into the edge of the bed and pulled himself up, Jack was getting bigger and bigger with every passing week.
Getting bigger and stronger.
He was almost able to walk on his own now, though he still needed to hold onto things to stand completely, he was getting there. Still his main mode of transportation was crawling.
In the corner was a small blanket and some toys they had picked up along the way. Stuffed toys, a few blocks, some children's books. It was where Jack played and where he napped.
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Azrael's presence was known as soon as he entered the dieties domain, and he didn't have to look behind him to know that the looming mass of dark ooz was slowly taking form. He waited patiently for it to take a more physical form before turning to face them.
"I need to wake one of the angels."
The being didn't so much as make a sound, but it lowered it's 'chin', holding a 'hand' out in welcome.
"I thank you. We will be quick. You shall not be awake long."
Gratitude was palpable in the space around them, and the being disappeared once again, becoming one with it's domain. It's nothingness.
Azrael turned, looking around in the distance, trying to pinpoint where his target was sleeping. It took him only a moment, and when he found what he was looking for, he lifted his scythe and slammed the butt of the staff against the dark floor. The ringing echoed around them, a beacon, a calling.
"Gavri'el. Awaken."
In the distance, he could see the form shift, falling away from the bleak nothingness that held him in place as he slept. Golden eyes opened suddenly, shining bright againt the dark contrasting background, and in a cascading boom his power was restored. Brilliant golden wings snapped open, stretching wide, and closing slightly behind his back.
Azrael beckoned him loser, and so he came, "Az...? What's shakin' kiddo?"
He shook his head gravely and held out a large pale hand, "Much has passed since you left our world, brother, you are needed."
Their plan had not worked, using Lucifer's physical grace to try and track the child, whenever they got a lock on him it moved and they would lose it. Now Jack was still missing and Lucifer was nearly at half power. Azrael had not been out of options though, they wanted to play cat and mouse with the baby, then he was willing to play. The hunters would become the hunted.
There was only one angel that he knew of that had domain over 'The Hunt' and only one he would trust in bringing him his youngest charge back, and not have to worry about him failing.
Being brought back to the world of the living by Azrael himself was something of a favor that not most were granted, and the few who were given such blessings were in his debt until the favor was fulfilled.
And if there was one thing he hated more then anything it was being in someone elses debt.
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A week after their failed attempt at tracking their son down, and Lucifer was still much too weak, he could hardly move without help from another. Kelly was granted such 'privilage' as being able to assist him in moving around. It was a comfort for both of them, he supposed, to be near one another with the loss of the child still so daunting.
When Kelly wasn't with him she could be found in the rocking chair in the nursery.
They both wanted their son back.
Lucifer, though weakened, was not any less displeased. His anger was palpable, so thick it was like a deep fog, rolling and cascading over everything.
When he got his son back he was going to hold him close, no intention of putting him down for eons, and then he was going to kill that pesky little angel and his humans. Slowly and painfully, and bar Azrael from bringing them back again.
They had taken his son from him, upset his boys mother to tears, there was no redemption for them now.
He grumbled as he stepped on one of Jack's little stuffed dogs, bending to pick it up, he held it close for a moment and closed his eyes. Lucifer could almost feel him, almost see him, he was right there and then he was gone.
Hidden from him.
The house was now filled with a sticky sense of sadness, an emptiness that could only be filled by the bright eye'd baby.
He settled into bed that night, eyes still wide and alert, curling an arm around the woman's shoulders as she curled into his side, not saying a word. Kelly clutched at his shirt, nose pressed to his chest, he almost smelled like her baby. They were so similar.
Their eyes.
Hair.
Everything.
A spitting image of his father.
Lucifer didn't mind her neediness, holding her close as he did, this was just as much a painful experience for her as it was for him. Kelly was a kind soul. She did not deserve this pain she held. She deserved to be happy with her child. With their child.
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"Dada?"
"Yes child?"
Castiel bent slightly to give the nephilim his attention and Jack looked him over, his eyes taking in his face, and for a moment Castiel was sure that he could see into his grace. His little face scrunched up and he whined, "No dada! Wan' dada! Wan' dada!"
His screech was defeaning and the bulb in the table side lamp exploded. Castiel cringed and held up a stern finger in reprimand.
"No."
Jack whined, falling back onto his bottom, tears pooling in his blue eyes, a tantrum brewing, "Dada! Dada!"
This man tried to pretend his was his father, but Jack was not fooled, he knew what his father felt like. Warm, but not too much, and bright. There was this humming, father hummed a lot, and he liked it. This man did not. He did not hum. Jack new that this strange person was not his father.
He knew what father felt like.
Father was big, tall, his eyes shined the brightest blue, his hair looked like the sun. This man did not look like father. He was shorter then father was. His eyes darker. Hair darker.
Jack kicked his little feet and screamed with all his little might for his father.
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"So let me see if I am hearing this correctly, Luci got down and dirty with a human, they sprouted a little nephilim baby, and then Thing One and Thing Two swiped him out in the night?"
Azrael sighed deeply, resisting the urge to pinch his nose, and nodded. The other laughed and shook his head in wonder, holding himself up with a hand grasping at the dark robes Azrael wore, he sat back up and wiped away a tear with a finger.
"Wow. Who woulda thought! Luci and a human! So why did you come get me bucko?"
"You are going to find the child and return it to our brother and his mother."
Gabriel stopped his laughing, face going pale for a moment, "Woah, you're actually serious, Lucifer really has a kid now. Wow, okay, thought you were pulling one over on me.", he thought for a moment, eyes darkening slightly, while him and Lucifer had not ended on the best of terms last time they had seen one another, this little nephilim was his child, it was a child, which was in his domain, "Are they insane idiots?"
"It appears to be so."
They stole something from Lucifer, that in itself was down right suicidal, Gabriel grew serious.
"Does Lucifer know?", Azrael gave him a look, "Right, right, stupid question. Wow."
He could see the direness of the situation now. This was not some plaything his brother had taken to. This was his child that they were playing with. He was still waiting for Azrael to call the bluff on this entire thing, but his younger brother could not look more serious.
He was not being joked with right now.
"And the mother? Most do not survive nephilim birth."
"She is well, saddened, but well. She has been with Lucifer this entire time. They are...Good for each other. She does not treat him with contempt."
Gabriel looked down for a moment, shame lighting his features a somber red, those words were rought with truth.
"And Lucifer is very fond of her."
He could have snorted, hearing Lucifer of all angel's being fond of a human, but now was not the time. This was a tense situation already and he did not need to be adding anything to it.
"He allows her to call him by his name."
Gabriel's head shot up, eyes wide, mouth hanging open for a moment, "His name? You mean..."
"Heylel."
Well that was news. Gabriel could barely wrap his mind around the fact that his brother had had relations with a human, and now there was the added fact that he let her call him be his name.
"Well", he whistled lowly, "That is something. And what if I say no? To getting his kid back. Let him have the pain he deserves."
Gabriel was older, in compared to Azrael, but his temper was not as volitile as the younger's. Azrael bent slightly, eyes glowing a faint silver, his face taking on a more skeletal look then before. More Death in that moment then Archangel.
"You have a daughter, brother, adopted or not," Gabriel went stiff, eyes hardening, eyes narrowing, "Helheim's Queen."
"Are you threatening my kid?"
"I am merely stating a fact. And making a promise. If you refuse to get our brothers child back, then you will lose your's as well."
Gabriel's grace swirled around him in rage at the younger angels daring, Azrael took him by the chin, the ring on his fingers glinting in the pale light of the empty.
"I brought you back brother. You are in my debt. I will not force you to do anything you do not wish to do. But my debt will be filled one way, or another, the choice is yours to make."
"You're playing with fire kiddo, careful, you might get burned."
"And you are playing with nothing, be mindful, you might be swallowed."
He eyed the younger angel, ripping his chin from his grasp, watching as he stood back up again. Golden eyes flashed dangerously, but even in their age gap, Gabriel was no match for Azrael. There was places worse then the empty, though it was known as a place where one could not come back from, there was a certain few who could pull people out. But there was other places. Worse places.
"You've changed, little brother."
"Haven't we all, Loki."
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News travelled fast in the supernatural world.
New's of Lucier's child, his son, only a babe. Newly born into the world. News of Lucifer's attempt to find his child and his failing. News spread fast and far.
If there was one thing Gabriel was good at it was hearing the latest and the greatest. He had favors he called in on and contacts he...Got in contact with. This was a matter of life or death, not just for a single party, and one does not simply displease Azrael.
He was not the only one who had come to the attention of the baby and his parent.
Others were taken to the idea of taking Lucifer out while he was indisposed, get him out while he was down, taking advantage of the situation.
The weather had started changing for them, brisk autumn was turning to cold winter quicker then ever, and still they had to move forward. Hope was not lost for the child's return, but Kelly was at the point where she simply needed to distract herself. She had to keep busy.
Lucifer had built himself up again, slowly but surely his grace was returning to him, and he took up his cooking again. At this point it was more so to keep his mind from wandering. Kelly had come down one morning with the request of an Evergreen tree for their living room and Lucifer had gone out into the forest next to their small lake house that afternoon to get her her tree.
It was in the living room, a 'Christmas Tree', he wasn't sure what a tree had to do with the birth of the Christ Child (which he wasn't going to mention-but he wasn't born in December), but it made Kelly happy, as happy as she could be considering, and that was all that mattered.
Her scream echoed through the door into the kitchen and he was up and running, throwing aside the spoon he'd had in hand, and bolted into the other room. Kelly was backing away from the man in white. Her eyes wide and fearful.
"Lucifer, if it's ever a pleasure to see you again."
Lucifer narrowed his eyes, tugging Kelly close, and behind him, "Asmodeus."
Kelly clutched at his arm tightly in fear. He reached for her hand.
"What are you doing here?"
Asmodeus smiled at them and took a step forward, Lucifer stood his ground, holding Kelly's hand tightly to keep her in place too, he may not be at full power but this silly Prince would be a fool if he thought he could get the drop on him like this.
"I hear a congratulations are in order. A Lucifer Jr.?"
Lucifer narrowed his eyes, "Why are you here?"
The Prince of Hell smiled pleasantly, looking around the room, he sneered in disgust at the tree. Honestly, Lucifer had not seen what had happened she had done with the tree he had gotten for, admittedly, he liked it.
It was pleasant to look at.
"Well now, can't a loyal prince come to see their king?"
"You never visit without motive Asmodeus. What are you doing here and scaring my human for."
The demon sneered again, sniffing the air, "You like her."
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So yes I did still include some characters from this last season, like Asmodeus and the such, but since things are different, this ending is going to be different. Perhaps Luci won't be so easily defeated this time around. But who knows! LOL!
AND GABRIEL IS BACK!
WHICH IS ALWAYS YAY!
I wanted him for reasons that will be explained, he has many titles and many jobs that will come in useful in the next coming chapters. Azrael is playing his game now and he plays to win.
Will his plan work though? Will Gabriel find Jack? Will he be returned to his parents? Lucifer likes Kelly? Just how fond of her is she? Will Jack ever find his 'dada'? Will Castiel and the Winchesters get what's coming to them?