(A reminder about the 3 angel elves, at five feet tall with very youthful bodies and minds, these forever pure beings are still sexually mature. I'll touch on their Elfin heritage as the story goes on.)

Mini patted Dean's shirt pocket, "Dean, show them!"

"Show them what?"

"The thing on the talking thing you did, when we woke up you did that thing and there was a mirror of them!"

Dean patted the top of the excited little blondes head, "Well that made it super clear, you must mean my phone."

Dean pulled out his phone and brought up the picture he took of Sam and two of the brothers sleeping then showed it to them, Lola and Rahmi clapped their hands over their mouths and the two sets of eyes were so big Dean was worried they would pop out.

Mini pointed, "It's a mirror that holds a refection forever, it's a miracle!"

Dean snapped one of Mini and he thought the little angel was going to faint when he saw it, Sam starting laughing when they began chattering in some sort of language he wasn't familiar with, they sounded like little birds.

Rahmi took the phone and started taking pictures of his feet not knowing how to direct the camera.

Dean's phone rang, Rahmi squeaked and dropped it running for the door but Sam caught him around the waist holding him like a sack of potatoes, "Stop running away you guys, it's tough to find you again."

Rahmi hung there limply over Sam's big forearm, "Sorry Sam."

Dean answered it, "Yeah…no Sam and I are kind of busy…no," Dean sighed, "three people dead…crap. Look can I call you back?" Dean hung up, "I think we have to take this job Sammy."

Sam had his eyes closed hugging Rahmi like a big rag doll enjoying the warm comfort he gave off, "Why is the world going to end?"

"Maybe for us."

….

The scent of the whores ended at the clothing store at the mall for Aquila, after that it went cold. He killed three people trying to get information on their whereabouts but his rough handling of humans garnered nothing.

…

Naomi talked to Castiel privately, "I saw you and Leo, personal relationships will not be tolerated."

"We have no relationship I assure you, Leo is only my advisor."

Naomi stuck her finger in the captain's face, "Listen to me Castiel, captain or not I won't tolerate all the crap you put me though! I know you took those three whores…they are special, we can't make any more and now I have Aquila the ego driven monster angel on my ass. Do you know it is to have someone like that on your bad side?"

Castiel at that point couldn't have cared less about Naomi's level of discomfort, "The entire concept of an Elite Guard is shameful and unnecessary Naomi, they are from the old ways and why you tolerate them at all is beyond me."

Naomi gripped the edge of her desk tightly, "The Elite Guard has been here since the beginning…they perform tasks even I find distasteful but are necessary and they are protected. That's it Castiel, it's the way it is period. As for you and Leo, end it or I will, unless Aquila doesn't end him first. Make no mistake…he is going to kill Leo when he gets back and there isn't a single thing I can do about it."

Castiel leaned over the desk, "Leo is not a warrior he is management, if Aquila has an issue he can kill me or die trying because make no mistake, I will put him down like a rabid dog. It's time for a change in Heaven and even though I didn't want to get involved I am."

Naomi straightened her jacket and sat down, "It's your funeral…Captain."

….

Leo was waiting for Castiel and when he saw the captain he broke into a happy smile, "Captain what did she say?"

"Leo I need to put you somewhere safer…how would you feel about Earth, perhaps near the Winchesters. You could watch the little ones without them knowing it and Aquila would never think to look for you there."

Leo pressed his palm against Castiels cheek, "Will I see you?"

Castiel lowered his eyes, "Perhaps, I don't know."

"Promise me I will see you and I'll go."

"Yes I promise."

….

Sam listened to the recording of the three little angels speaking to each other. He tried to pinpoint the language and he realized it was something from another world altogether yet wasn't the language of the angels. Occasionally they would break into an extinct language like Gothic and from there used both dialects combined making it nearly impossible for Sam to understand any of it.

The more he studied them the less he knew, their hand movements all had a meaning but it was lost on Sam. Lola caught him watching again, "Sam would you like to ask us something?"

"How is it that you know so much but were so sheltered, you couldn't possibly have knowledge of any of the things you do."

Lola played with Sam's belt buckle and started to open it, "It's because we are all mixed up inside."

Sam took his hand away and secured his belt, "No, it's because you're remarkable."

Lola quickly opened Sam's belt with deft little hands and slid the zipper down before Sam could blink an eye, "You are a very big human all over, as big as the biggest angel."

Sam took a step back, "And you're little enough for me to rip in half…literally. You out of the three should stay pretty far away from my junk Lola, aren't you the sensitive one that doesn't heal quickly and takes pain the worst?"

"Yes."

Sam put a pillow in front of his crotch, "Well there you go several reasons to stay away from the snake in my pants."

Lola stepped away from the hunter, "Ohhh…you have a snake in your pants, does it bite?"

Sam thought the sad part about that question was Lola really thought there was a snake in Sam's pants, "Only if you handle it too much then it spits vemon."

Sam backed right into Rahmi who hugged him around the waist, "Don't worry Sam, I'm not scared of snakes."

Sam froze as Lola hugged him around the front; he was in a tiny angel sandwich now. He heard to Impala pull up and pointed to the window, "Hey Dean is here!" The pair ran to the window and pressed their faces against the glass, Sam was relieved he diverted their attention from his trouser snake.

…

Mini was waiting for Dean like a puppy missing its master; he sat on the swing feeling lonely. Mini had Sam and his brothers inside but when Dean was missing the angel felt adrift at sea with no anchor.

The Impala pulled in and Mini jumped up feeling so excited he popped his wings; they fluttered wildly behind him catching the sunlight and giving off a pearl glow. He waved and started hopping around like a little blonde rabbit.

Dean watched him for a few minutes, he chuckled at Mini's antics, "Too fucking cute for words…why isn't he wearing clothes? Who you kiddin' Winchester, it makes all the hopping even better…bad Dean! Ok time to head in…after another minute of hopping…oh here he comes!"

Mini ran over and knocked on the window, "Dean I waited for you!"

Dean grabbed the bags of groceries then opened the door and handed one to Mini, "Awesome, here buddy carry that in for me."

Mini grabbed the bag fluttering inches off the ground and into the cabin with Dean close behind.

…

Dean bought everything already prepared or microwaveable. "Ok itty bitty cuties get your little butts over here I'm going to show you how to use the microwave."

The three ran over and stood there waiting for instruction, Dean handed them each either a bag of microwave popcorn, Cup a Noodle or a burrito; they started licking and smelling the packaging.

"Ok stop tasting the plastic wrap, Sam and I need to go check out some…um…stuff and you guys need to stay here. You have to feed yourselves so you need to learn to use the microwave because you're not allowed to use the stove got it?"

Lola shook the Cup a Noodle and raised his hand, "Dean I broke mine, I'm sorry."

Sam crouched down and took it from him, he peeled back the top and pointed to a line on the cup, "See this…you fill it with water up to here and then microwave it."

Lola put water in the cup and poked the button to open the microwave and carefully put the container in, "It says three minutes Sam, how do I know three minutes?" Sam showed them how to work the buttons and press start, when the light came on and the table turned inside they all gasped in unison.

"Geez Sammy they have friggin' wings and a microwave amazes them…unreal!"

After that was the burrito lesson, Dean cut it in little pieces then told them they weren't allowed to use knives, he stabbed a piece and Lola took it off the fork, he gagged and spit it out in Dean's hand, "I'm sorry Dean, it tastes strange."

"That's all the good chemicals they stick in there to keep 'em fresh."

Sam read the wrapper and gagged, "Disgusting…lets go to the popcorn instead."

Mini pressed the numbers and the three watched the flat bag, when the first kernels popped they all squeaked and stampeded for the door but Sam was already there blocking it, "What did I just say?"

Rahmi shifted nervously from foot to foot in his bright yellow wellies that went past his knees, "Don't run away."

Survival instinct kicked in and he tried to appease Sam, Rahmi turned around and pulled his long black hair to the front.

He looked back at Sam, "I'm sorry." Then turned back and waited for the paddle, whip, hand or anything else Sam wanted to use.

Sam and Dean looked at each other then back to Rahmi, Sam wrapped his shirt around the angel's shoulders, "Hey you've been with Dean and I for days now and have we ever hurt you?"

"No Sam."

"Alright then, go back to the kitchen and eat your popcorn."

Rahmi hugged Sam's shirt around him and smelled the fabric taking in the hunters scent, he went back with his wellie boots squeaking all the way there.

….

Sam and Dean finished packing their gear and when they came out the three were staring at the bag of popcorn on the coffee table. Dean sat next to them and stared as well, "Is it supposed to do a trick or something…why don't you eat it?"

Lola pointed, "Caution, contents are hot."

Dean opened the bag and they tried some, Mini ran to the kitchen and put another bag in and the three all watched it expand.

Sam heard the trio talking about the turntable inside and how it was magical, "Dean we can't leave them here, why are we even going? The trail is exactly where we took them; if we leave here it just gives Aquila a fresh scent to follow."

"What do we do Sam, sit here and wait for him to find us? I guess we really can't leave them alone though can we." Dean called his contact, "Look we know who did this but can you send someone else?" Dean gave him an overview of the situation without mentioning anything about the angel elves.

…..

The three were reading a two day old news paper giggling over the Garfield cartoon, Rahmi held it up and smiled, "He is cute and chubby!"

Dean said under his breath, "I got something cute and chubby for you…"

"Dean!"

"Sorry Sammy."

Sam gave his brother a sheepish look, "I suppose I shouldn't talk…Lola and Rahmi think a snake lives in my pants."

Dean ran his hand between his brothers legs and gave a squeeze, "Damn straight you got a snake in your pants…I love that long pit viper, maybe tonight when the nuggets are sleeping I can make it shoot venom."

Sam closed his eyes and sighed, "Dean you can milk my snake any time you want."

…..

They spent the day together on a walk in the woods showing the angels that the pines around the cabin weren't scary like the other ones, they came across a creek and the three had never seen anything like it. They took off their little hiking boots and stepped in the mud but Lola slipped falling into it.

The other two followed and soon they were squealing and laughing as they tossed mud.

Sam and Dean sat under a tree together watching the naked, squirming little creatures roll around and slid against each other, "Sam usually I have to pay good money to see something like this. God look at that…muddy little junk all rubbing together."

Sam and Dean started kissing like they just hit puberty, Sam took charge immediately trying to gain dominance again and this time Dean allowed it, he landed on his back on the bed of pine needles and closed his eyes letting Sam do whatever he pleased.

Sam yanked down Dean's jeans around his ankles after his own and pushed his brother's knees apart, "How about some fingers big brother?" Dean kept his eyes closed as he felt them pushing gently, "My ass is yours Sammy, do what you want."

Dean heard Sam grunt and then he felt Sam scramble off him, when he opened his eyes Rahmi was sitting there, "I poked Sam in the butt." Rahmi was sporting a mud covered erection.

Sam scooted back and pulled up his pants, "Holy hell! Dean he stuck it in my ass!" Dean burst out laughing and held his arms out, Rahmi crawled on top of Dean and got his hug, "Awww…did you pop Sam's cherry with your adorable cock? Hey Sammy now you got a chocolate doughnut."

Mini looked down at Sam sadly, "Sorry Sam, I left my baby wipes at home. Dean says a clean button is a happy button."

Rahmi was nervous now, he knew he did something wrong and hid his face in Dean's jacket.

Dean stood up taking Rahmi with him and hugged the muddy angel again, "I guess you guys need a bath and Sam needs some cream for his broken asshole."

Sam got up and brushed himself off, "No I need to wash the mud out of my ass."

Dean chuckled, "Awesome, sorry guys Sam gets the tub first."

…..

Sam was sitting in the huge tub with a wash cloth over his eyes when he felt the water moved, he lifted the cloth and Rahmi was sitting there watching him. Rahmi dumped shampoo in his hands and started scrubbing his long hair.

Sam eyed him warily, "You're not here for round two are you…you know you shouldn't have done that. I was saving that for someone special. It's a good thing your dick isn't that big."

Rahmi stood up and pointed to himself, "Dean says I'm proportionable."

"You mean proportionate."

"Yes, I'm sorry Sam I didn't mean to take your virginity. I thought we were playing passion games."

"What the heck is a passion game?"

"I play it with my brothers."

Sam reached out and played with the dark little bush of curls, "Well it's ok, it just felt weird…I mean how would you like it if I stuck my cock in you without permission?"

Rahmi started braiding his long hair, "If it were you or Dean I wouldn't mind." Sam didn't verbalize the smut that popped into his head at that moment. Dean walked in with an armload of towels, "Hey what's going on, Rahmi going for a round two Sammy boy?"

"Shut up Dean."

…..

Leo looked around the little cabin Castiel had created for him several miles away from Sam and Dean's, "This is very secluded."

"Take off your clothing Leo…I mean for warding, I need to touch you."

Leo stood before him naked, "Then you won't be able to find me."

Castiel ran his fingers lightly over the angels ribs, "I'll always be able to find you Leo."

TBC