The epilogue, enjoy!

Dean clambered into bed with a huff. He was tired. Bone tired. No matter how much he had previously wished for an apple pie life and kids, now he realised that he truly was a born and bred hunter. He was not cut out for this!

He had just closed his eyes after an exhausting day and was about to drop off when there was yet another blinding flash of white light.

Please tell me this isn't another damned baby angel, five is more than enough! Please!

But that was not the case. Standing in the middle of the bedroom, wielding a sword, was a fully grown angel in a trench coat. He had dark messy hair, plump lips and the most beautiful deep blue eyes that Dean had ever seen – not that he had noticed that, of course.

Beside him was a shorter man, also carrying a blade. This angel had long dark blonde hair and a prominent chin. He was wearing a worn green jacket and ripped jeans. There was an air of cheekiness about him and he had a lollipop stick sticking out the corner of his mouth, which he was twizzling around idly with his tongue.

A third angel was slim and wielding a flaming dagger. He had dark hair, almost black, and deep brown eyes to match. There was no doubt that he was handsome, yet power seemed to emanate from him and he gave off an air of aloofness.

The tallest and last of the four angels was wearing a dark suit and had a distinct air of 'Englishness' about him. He had neatly combed blonde hair and was the first to speak. His voice had a drawling quality and came with a thick with a British accent.

"Sam, Dean, Bobby. It is good to see you again."

"Again, hey? Who the hell are you? Put that sword down now or I swear to god -"

The man snorted with laughter.

"God isn't listening, Dean. Besides, we mean you no harm." A glass of red wine appeared in his hand and the angel took a long, drawn out swig. He looked half amused by Dean's edginess and half quizzical.

"Father is in heaven, this is all part of his plan." The aloof angel spat. The blond just laughed coldly in response. "Believe what you wish, Mikey. If it makes you feel better-."

"Do you not recognise us?" The man in the trench coat spoke up, he sounded vaguely hurt and his head cocked to the side in confusion.

"What do you mean recognise you? I've never seen you before in my life."

"Yes you have, Dean." The man pulled out a tiny toy elephant from his pocket. It was worn and clearly well loved. The left ear was ripped so badly that stuffing was visible and the once grey fur was now missing in patches and brown with dirt.

Dean had seen that elephant before…it was the same as Cas', just older. Much older.

There was a small tug on Dean's shirt and Dean looked down, surprised to see Cas had toddled over to him. His piercing blue eyes looked deep into Dean's green ones and suddenly it clicked.

"Castiel, Balthazar, Michael, Gabriel? But where's Lucifer?"

All nine angels looked up and at the mention of their names, the elder ones stepping forwards and embracing Dean, Sam and then Bobby. The adult Gabriel materialised a giant rainbow lollipop and handed it to his younger self.

"Lucifer is tucked away in his cage. He rebelled against God's orders." Gabriel finally answered Dean's question. Dean was not at all surprised, even little Lucifer was a right devil to look after, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for the small boy beside him who was quivering with fear and whining that he hasn't done anything wrong. He looked terrified, so terrified that Sam picked him up and cuddled him.

"The cage? You mean Luci is the devil, as an adult?"

Michael ruffled his feathers angrily and nodded sharply. "He disobeyed Father, he had to be punished.

Dean, sensing a fight, changed the topic quickly.

"You're adults? What happened? How is this even possible? Why are there two of each of you? Is this some freaky-ass Doctor Who thing? … WAIT! Is Doctor Who real, because that really would be awesome! British shows rock and David Tennant is kickass!"

"I do not understand that reference, but I can explain what happened. Gabriel here was pulling one of his infamous pranks and Balthazar and myself were caught in the crossfire. As were Lucifer and Michael when Gabriel repeated the pagan spell again."

Sam and Dean exchanged looks.

Why did that not surprise them *insert sarcasm here.

"So what, these past few months have just been some friggin cosmic joke?!"

Gabriel mumbled something, raising his hands in a motion of surrender.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know that the spell would cause us to be kids. All I wanted was to get back to Earth to bring Cassie here to a den of iniquity. I hardly realized that we would be miniaturised as a side effect. At least we got down here."

"No we didn't, our younger duplicates did."

"What?" Bobby had heard it all, or at least he thought he had, but this took the biscuit!

"It was just a bit of fun, do none of you guys know how to take a joke?"

"It was not amusing Gabriel, our vessels were compromised and you made Dean and Sam's lives difficult. It would have been easier to pass through Heaven's gate like we did this time. I don't get why we didn't do that the first time round, or during your second attempt."

"Where's the fun in that?!" Gabriel snarled.

"Uh, we didn't mind." Sam stuttered, he looked slightly pale and was geeking out – angels! Actual adult angels were here! Dean was wrong! He was not a girl for praying.

"But why did it take so long for you to come and sort this out?"

"My brothers here assumed that the spell had failed when we were not transported. It was only when Sam prayed for help returning our younger selves yesterday that we realized what had happened."

"You were praying Sam? You are such a girl." Yep, Dean bought the argument up again...how many times had they been through this on hunts?

"How? We know angels exist, so why not? Besides, if I hadn't, none of this could have been sorted out."

"True...smartsss. So, what now?"

"Well, I for one am ready to drink Heaven's entire liquor store." Balthazar drawled…some things never change.

"And I was planning on visiting M&M world, seya boys and cheers for looking after us. I'll pop by for a hug later, or a snog from Moose here, that girly hair is a real turn on! Bye Sammich, Bobby, Dean and mini-me!" Gabriel disappeared with a flash and a wink, causing the rest of the room to roll their eyes. Even as an adult Gabriel never stayed in one place for long. Sam looked rather pale.

"What about you, Cas." Dean asked, trying to avoid staring into the angel's blue eyes.

"I shall return our younger selves to the garrison."

"What will happen to them?"

"They will grow to be warriors of heaven; their existence will merge with our own. But do not worry; we shall never forget you and what you have done for us."

"Will you ever come back? Y'know, finally go and see that den of iniquity?"

"I do wish to spend time observing humanity yes, but do not see the need for intercourse with ladies of the street. I would prefer to simply observe day to day activities, humans are such complex begins and I would love to gain a deeper insight into ape-like behaviors."

"Um, I could, y'know, show you round if you like."

"I would like that very much, Dean."

Balthazar coughed pointedly and scooped up baby Cas and Gabe. Michael picked up little Michael, Balthazar and Luci.

"Thank you, for hairless apes you have been very hospitable."

"Anytime, Balth."

Balthazar and Michael smiled, disappearing into thin air leaving Bobby, Sam, Castiel and Dean behind.

"So, how about we go for a burger? You a fan of beef and bacon now, I take it you are over the honey and maple syrup thing now?"

"I do not know, but I would like to find out."

Dean nodded, grabbing his leather jacket and leading Cas to the local diner. Yes it was weird that the Cas he knew for over a month was a baby, but this Castiel was a fully grown angel – as long as Dean thought of them separately, he had no internal conflict about leading Cas into 'iniquity'.

Bobby and Sam exchanged a look and a pointed eyebrow raise once the other two had left.

"Beer?"

"Hell yes. And I so need a vacation – no more children…ever!"

The End

I hope you all enjoyed the story; it has been a pleasure to write! Don't forget to feed the plot kitties on the way out; they are ravenous after typing up that story! Thanks for sticking with me!