Summery: Sam and John meet Castiel, Angel of the Lord.
Dean meets someone who makes sure he's safe, from Angels and Demons and even the humans he's running from.
Sam stared at the man in front of him, he and his father both drew their guns and fired until the guns clicked empty and the man kept walking towards them until John could stab the man with the Demon blade.
The man gave John a stare and pulled the knife out of his chest.
"Who are you?" John asked, backing away from him.
"I am the one who carried you from Hell. I am Castiel, an Angel of the Lord." The man said.
John snorted, "Yeah right, Kid, you missed Halloween."
The man tilted his head, "Samhian?"
Sam shook his head, "We can't leave the kid here."
John looked at Sam and then at 'Castiel'.
"He's not Dean, Sam." John said.
"No, but Dean would want to help him, and we can take him to Bobby, he might know what he really is." Sam argued.
"Who's Dean?" The man asked appearing right behind them, making John stab him again in reflex.
"No One." John growled and walked away.
"Hello, Samuel." Castiel said.
"It's Sam." Sam said quietly, "Come on, before he leaves us behind."
Castiel followed Samuel and Johnathan from the barn quietly and couldn't help but think that something wasn't right.
Dean locked up the diner and turned around ready to walk to his car when he saw the man.
"Hey, you lost?" Dean asked.
"No, I was looking for someone." The man said quietly.
"You don't look too good, come on, you can stay at mine for the night, find your friend tomorrow." Dean offered, holding out a hand to the man.
The man hesitated but took Dean's hand, "Thank you."
"No problem, I'm Winston." Dean said as he unlocked the Impala.
"Lucifer." The man said.
"Like Bible Lucifer?" Dean asked.
The man shrugged as they slid into the car.
"Man that sucks, everyone always thinking you must be evil because you were named for God's favorite Angel."
"Yes." Lucifer said softly.
"Well, I have some pie in the fridge and I a casserole defrosting on my counter, I hope you're hungry, Luc." Dean said.
Lucifer smiled at Dean.
The drive was mostly filled with Dean talking about what happened in the diner, until he pulled into his driveway.
"Come on." Dean said as he walked to the door.
"Why did you invite me to your home, I could be as evil as my namesake." Lucifer asked.
Dean shrugged as he put the casserole into the oven to warm, "Even the devil has some good in him, else he would never have been an Angel, right."
Lucifer stared at Dean for a long moment.
"Want something to drink?" Dean asked, "I have juice, milk, and water, I don't keep alcohol because I'm sober six years now."
"Are you?"
"Yeah, Em' and James helped me out when I ended up here and decided to stay, that's part of why I offered to help you, every one needs someone when they've reached the end of their rope." Dean smiled at Lucifer, "I'm no Angel, but I don't need to be a real one for someone to see me as one."
"You would make a good Angel, Winston." Lucifer said.
"Nah, I like doing the fun stuff, like partying, too much." Dean snorted as he poured them some juice.
"Like you said, even the Devil was once an Angel." Lucifer said.
Dean smiled, "Yeah."
They ate, talking about any subject that Dean brought up.
"I want to make the diner a safe place for the kids to go, and have the ones that don't get enough food at home be able to have a meal, I know what it's like to be hungry, but that's not something I'd ever change."
"Why not?" Lucifer asked curiously.
The brother of his vessel was very interesting, nothing like he thought he would be after escaping from Hell and Dean's Father and Brother. He trusted more than he thought the man would and he had made no mention of the supernatural, not only that he had been in this town long enough to have a place of residence and know that not all the children were taken care of properly.
"My family moved around alot after my mom died, My dad had a few odd jobs that me and my brother weren't welcome at, sometimes he didn't come home for a while," Dean shrugged, "He always said to take care of my little brother, I'd die for that kid in a heartbeat but sometimes when food was tight and he complained I just wanted to throttle him, even as I gave him the last bowl of Lucky Charms."
Lucifer's eyes softened, "That's what older brothers are meant to do, sometimes though when they start doing things for themselves and their father gives them that disappointed look that breaks their heart, it hurts that the older brother is less imortant than the younger."
Dean nodded, "You're an older brother too?"
Lucifer nodded, "I lost count, I taught them how to fight and walk and fly, but when I broke the mould, my father cast me out."
Dean nodded, "I'm afraid to call mine, it's been six almost seven years since I walked away from the road and settled down here."
"Why are you afraid, Winston?"
"I never knew a way but his way, I dropped out of school to take care of my brother when dad was gone six months, I'm afraid that if I call he'll want me to start driving again, I can't go back to that." Dean said honestly, "My brother's in college to be a Lawyer and I'm so proud that he got out and calling him... I still call him sometimes and the opperater tells me his number was disconnected."
Lucifer looked at his casserole, "I still pr... call my father too, and my brothers, they don't answer me either."
Dean smiled sadly, "No one helped me and my brother when we needed it and I can't stand watching the kids who don't have any place to go, I'll find the money to do it somewhere."
"Yes, you will, Winston." Lucifer said.
"Anyway, you're probably tired and want to start your search early tomorrow, I'll show you the guest room." Dean said, as he collected the plates and put them in the sink.
"Thank you." Lucifer said as Dean opened the door of the guest room.
"Sleep well."
"Of course."
Dean walked into his room at the end of the hall as Lucifer entered his.
When Lucifer was sure Dean was asleep he quietly traced the symboles on the house that would make it impossible for his siblings or even Demons to find Dean, Dean did not belong in their war, maybe if he had still been hunting, but he wanted peace, even at the cost of his family, and he wanted to help others.
Lucifer looked at the house for a long moment, when the apocalypse finally started he knew that Dean would try to save as many people as he could and he understood now why his Father wanted them to love these creatures so much, because they could teach them while they learned.
But Dean would be safe and that was just a gift for giving him a chance, like no one else had given him, not in a long time. And Dean would have the money to make his safe place Diner come true.
Lucifer turned around and flew back to his lair and ordered his minions to find a way for him to convince Samuel to be his vessel but he did not think about offering the boy Dean, though he knew it would garentee him the yes he wanted, because he knew what Dean felt when his father and brother had left him behind so long ago and he didn't think Dean would like to know that his brother wasn't going to be a Lawyer, that his brother was trying to stop the apocalypse after starting it. Dean was meant to be Micheal's vessel, but Lucifer saw too much of himself in the human and couldn't bring himself to allow the human's heart to be broken even more than it was already.
Even the Devil was once an Angel.