AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the delay! Real life kicked my ass...yup. That and I haven't really slept that well last night. My toes are driving me up a wall. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy my stitches are out because they were itchy and annoying. But since they came out, my toes have been tingling, and I kinda freaked out a little because I didn't know if it was normal, so I called the doctor and he assured me it is. The tingling is the blood flowing back into my toes. I felt stupid. But anyways. The tingling sensation will go away, it's not forever. But it will annoy me. Grrrr. I couldn't sleep because of it! *headtodesk* I hope my left foot some mercy on me. Anyways. It's not all that bad now, but it's still enough to drive me up a wall. Alright. I'm done whining. Sorry about that. Still slowly getting back into the swing of updating and writing my book, because I've neglected it too long, and the plot bunnies are not happy. None what so ever. Oh boy. Anyways, while my zombie brain was trying to sleep last night (and failed miserably) I came up with a story and outlined it a bit. Michael takes Sam away from Dean after Lucifer is released and turns Sam into a child to hide him from his brother. With a little help from Gabriel they raise a Winchester while saving the world! There's a subplot to this story that's actually the real plot! Dun dun duuuuuuuuuun. More on those two later. Anyways, let's get started! When left off, Sam got to work while Dean is on his way!

ArianandXaia-IT IS A TRAP! RUN SAMMY! No it can't be, but we all know what happens when Sam gets determined. Sigh...Dean your butt on that plane and get your baby home or you're grounded! I do play Zelda! Twilight Princess is my favorite! And I saw! It's gorgeous! 2017! DAMN YOU NINTENDO! *headtodesk* Thank you darling! They're out and I'm still healing nicely!

spnfanforlife-Dean definitely needs to be tied down or drugged. Or both. Don't worry! He'll get Sam! I hope...Dean get your baby or you're grounded! Onwards and forwards my darling!

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Italy or Bust!

With Dean at The Airport

"Alright Koko. Let's go. I know you don't like the crates, but you need to get one. You can't actually get on the plane with me." Dean said, he was actually surprised that the airport fell for fake papers he made up saying Makota was a large Malamute mix.

Makota whined. She really didn't like crates or cages, but if she wanted to go with Dean to save her puppy, she needed to get in one. She didn't have to like it though. To a wolf straight out of the wild, a crate or cage spelled two things. One, salvation. The lucky wolves go to preserves and help other wolves born to captivity learn a thing or two they would in the wild. Two, death. The unlucky wolves were caught for their furs or just to make a profit. Sometimes they were killed outright senselessly just for the joy of killing to that human. For her it wasn't either of the two. It was that rare third. Traveling with her friend. Or their case, getting her puppy. Makota looked at Dean, and grumbled. She got into the crate and was loaded onto the plane.

Dean boarded the plane after he made sure Makota was loaded on safely. He put his bag in the overhead cabinet then took an aisle seat just in case his stomach decided it hated him. He looked next to him and saw he was sitting next to an elderly lady already busy crocheting. She didn't seem like the talking type which Dean was grateful for, cause for the next several hours he was going to be blasting Metallica in his ears. Dean sat back in his seat and tried to relax but it wasn't working out. They hadn't even taken off yet for land sake!

"Nervous flyer dear?" The elderly lady next to him asked.

Dean nodded, and watched as she reached into her bag for something.

"Here dear. This will sooth those nerves, and keep your ears from popping." She said handing a package of gum.

"Thank you. You're not nervous?" Dean asked.

"When you're as old as me child, you don't worry about the little things." She smiled.

Dean returned it and asked why the elderly lady was going to Italy. She was going to visit her granddaughter. She had studied to be a pastry chef and went to Italy to learn more. She soon fell in love with Italy and decided to make a life there. She loved her work and the people she worked with. THe elderly lady said this was her only chance to visit, for she was getting too old and too frail for travel.

"Wow. I'll bet your daughter will very happy to see you." Dean said with a smile.

"I'll she will. I raised her since her parents ended up in a messy divorce and unfit to keep her." She said.

"Yeah. My parents divorced when my brother and I were really young. My mother took my baby brother and my father got me. Both were usually so busy, I ended up raising my brother." Dean said.

"Oh my. I'm so sorry." She said.

"Don't be. My brother is worth it. He's like my own kid." Dean said with fondness.

"I see it in your eyes. The fatherly part of you. Is that why you're heading to Italy? For your brother?" She asked.

"Yup. I going to go and bring him home. See he's an explorer of sorts, and I know he's in trouble. Big brother tuition after all." Dean said.

"Oh dear. I hope you find him." She said.

"Thank you, and thanks for the gum." Dean said with a smile.

The lady returned it and went back to her crocheting. Dean put in his ear buds and blasted Metallica. Little did he know that the plane had already taken off, and he was on his way to Italy.

Meanwhile With Sam and Melody

Sam had found the power generators and back ups, and cut the power to them all. He was heading back to the auction hall. He had already contacted Melody and she was standing by the car to make a quick getaway. Sam was going in, getting the cross, and getting out. When he reached the dark auction hall, he smirked. It was dark enough that the others couldn't see, but he could. All that training at night paid off sometimes. He waited a moment and made his move. He grabbed the cross and bolted without anyone noticing.

He got to the car and motioned for Melody to get in and they sped off. They ditched the car and got into another one that was waiting for them. Sam called the rental place and let Melody tell them that the car they rented died on them and needed towed. She hung up and looked at Sam who was wearing a smile.

"So, I take it you got it?" She asked.

"I got it. Anyplace hidden we could go?" Sam asked.

"Back to my place. There's a hidden bunker in the backyard, we could use it to hide the cross." Melody said knowing what Sam was really asking.

"Alright. Back to your place it is." Sam said. "Uh oh."

"What is it child?" She asked looking where he was.

"Trouble. Mel. I'm going out there. I want you to hightail it and get into your bunker. I'll try to make it back." Sam said, slowing the car to a stop.

"No dear." Mel tried.

"Mel, I won't risk you. Take the cross and get to safety. I'll be fine." Sam said stopping and getting out.

Melody got into the driver side and booked it. The men on the side of the road that were fighting Sam, and managed subdue him. Sam was quickly bound and gagged, then thrown into the back of the van.

'At least Mel will be okay.' Sam thought before he lost consciousness from the drug he was just injected with.

Poor Makota...it's okay baby girl! Ha! Dean didn't even notice they took off. And Sam! What the hell man!?

Until Next Time! *takes some Advil PM*...*knocks out*