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The Hunter and His Fallen Angel	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Eric Kripke, except for the babies and the girls like Anabel, whom I own. I do not make profit, I do not own anything associated with Supernatural and I certainly don't have any rights to it.

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The two couples went back to their home in Kansas and with Delores successfully hidden, they lived peacefully there for about a month. Raini was growing at a normal rate, though she was still smaller than most babies her age, and Sam was healthily two months along. They were all very happy, to say the least, so it came as no surprise when things started to go wrong. One night Castiel was feeding Raini on the couch while Dean was filling up the sink to give her a bath. Castiel put the bottle down and burped her, tugging her tiny pink princess dress off and carrying her to Dean. Dean sat her in the bubbly water and got Castiel to hold her up so he could bathe her with the washcloth.
"Aw Cas, she's so cute with the suds in her hair." Castiel smiled lovingly at Dean and rested his head on his shoulder.
"We have a perfect daughter." Dean very gently rinsed the soap out of her light brunette hair and nodded.
"I know, baby. I know." They heard a chuckle from behind them that did not sound like Sam or Gabriel, and Dean nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Relax, mate, it's just me. You're a lot sweeter with a baby than I ever imagined, Dean." Balthazar teased. Dean took a deep breath, thankful that it was just Balthazar and not a demon of some sort.
"How the hell did you find out where we live? Castiel hid us from angels with those symbols on our ribs." Balthazar shrugged.
"It wasn't a matter of finding you in an instant, it was a matter of me looking through every possible phonebook for a Dean Winchester and then tracking your number. It was very annoying, I resent that Castiel hid you so well." Dean cursed under his breath, that was one of the downfalls of settling down, he was easier to find. Dean snapped his fingers and made a small pink towel appear, positioning himself in front of the sink so that Balthazar couldn't see anything and wrapped Raini up in it. He cradled her tight to his chest and stepped back a little.
"What do you want?" Castiel, also feeling a little threatened, stepped in front of Dean.
"Wow, Castiel, for someone who just had a baby you are in wonderful shape. How did you gain your abs back that fast?" Castiel growled.
"Answer the question." Balthazar put his hands up in surrender.
"I'm not here to fight you…I'm actually surprised that you'd think I was, here I thought we were friends, Castiel." Castiel nodded.
"We are, but not all angels take kindly to Nephilims, I wasn't sure if you were one of them. My daughter comes before any friend I may have." Balthazar nodded.
"I also feel that way about my son, so I understand. However, you'd have known better than to mistake me for an angel racist against Nephilim if you knew about my son." Dean looked shocked.
"Don't tell me you knocked up a human?" Balthazar grinned.
"Indeed I did, and a very beautiful one at that. A woman named Elizabeth gave me a son five years ago, his name is Hadraniel. We have always kept him sheltered since he was the first Nephilim born in several hundred years…thus we were horrified when he went missing last night." Castiel gasped softly and looked sympathetically at his friend.
"I am very sorry, I don't know what I'd do if that had happened to us." Balthazar sighed.
"That's the thing, Cas. It is going to happen to you, that's why I'm here." Dean looked down protectively at his baby, who was making little squeaks in his arms.
"Why? Who the hell is kidnapping Nephilims?" Castiel instinctively wrapped his arms around his hunter.
"Michael. Michael hates Nephilims with a burning passion, but believe it or not that's not why he's doing this. As you know, Lucifer has been causing havoc on Earth for quite some time now, and the only way to derail this apocalypse seems to be a certain kind of magic. In order to open Lucifer's cage, you must spill and mix the blood of the worlds first four Nephilim on scared ground, which is one of the reasons Lucifer wanted your baby dead so bad. If he killed her before someone else got their hands on her blood then the cage could never be opened." Dean's eyebrows creased with worry.
"Why does only Nephilim blood open the cage?" Balthazar shrugged.
"I suppose it's because of Lucifer's strong hatred for humans, and Nephilims are the very things that bind angels and humans. Michael knew you and Sam would never say yes to being their vessels, so he's ending things this way…which I can't say is a bad idea, but I don't want my boy to die in the midst of it all." Castiel's eyes filled with tears.
"What are we going to do? Lucifer needs to be put back in his cage, but we can't condemn our children!" Balthazar shook his head.
"There is another way. There are only six Nephilim in existence not counting the one Sam is carrying. The first Nephilim ever born was several centuries ago and caused an uproar in heaven, it's a miracle that she's still alive. Uriel impregnated a human woman named Jael and they had a daughter named Ariel. After that angels were too scared and too prejudiced to even look at humans in that sort of way until the 1800s rolled around. Sometime during the 1860's Anna got pregnant by a union soldier named Adriel, and they had a daughter named Lailah. After Lailah was born heaven passed strict laws on human/angel relationships and any angel who had fallen for a human had their grace cut out. Michael and Raphael were the ones who made and enforced these laws, but when I was discovered to have conceived one myself, God was the one to come to my aid and tell Michael and Raphael that they were no longer allowed to cut grace from the angels who fell for mortals. God knew that Nephilim were important and needed to complete certain prophecies, so he allowed for you to conceive the fourth. Shortly after that, you and Sam became the fifth and sixth. So you see how rare these beings are?" Dean and Castiel nodded cautiously.
"In order to open Lucifer's cage and spare the Nephilim, you would have to spill the blood of something that is equally as rare. Now tell me…how many archangels are there?" Understanding immediately washed over Dean and Castiel's features.
"Four." Balthazar smiled.
"Bingo. We kill an archangel, we save our children." Dean looked relieved that there was another way, but weary that it had to be an archangel.
"Well Gabriel is out of the question, do you understand? And we can't kill Lucifer, so either Michael or Raphael are going down." Balthazar's expression darkened.
"How the bloody hell do you expect to kill Michael? Hm? And how do you suppose we drag Raphael from heaven?" Dean glared at him.
"I don't know, but we will. Gabriel is family, he's not going anywhere." Balthazar gritted his teeth.
"Exactly, he's family, meaning he'd be willing to do this for us." Castiel opened is mouth to respond when Gabriel walked in.
"I'll do it." Dean glared at him.
"You certainly will not! You're not leaving my brother to raise a child on his own." Gabriel sighed sadly.
"He won't be on his own, he has you. Look, I'm not going to stand around and let Michael take my niece away, he's already damaged my family enough. Now you listen to me Dean Winchester, you are going to kill me on sacred ground and you aren't going to say a word to your brother about it. You're going to tell him I died fighting Lucifer into the cage. I'll be watching Sam and our baby from Heaven, I will still somehow keep them safe, I promise." Castiel looked teary-eyed at Gabriel.
"Brother…you know what losing a mate does to angels. You can't be sure that Sam or the baby would survive your death. It is highly likely that he would miscarry." Castiel's words were like knives in Gabriel's heart but he knew that he had to do it.
"Cas, I have too. I'm sure it won't come to that with the support system he has. It's like Balthazar said…how do you plan on killing Michael?" Dean looked at him like he was stupid.
"Gabriel, we have an angel killing blade…what more do we need?" Gabriel rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Dean, but if Michael is gathering the Nephilim he will be EXPECTING you, you will never get close enough to kill him!" Apparently Gabriel had shouted that a little too loud and had alerted Sam to walk into the kitchen.
"What's going on in here?" Gabriel leaned in and pecked his lips.
"Nothing, Sammy-Bear, everything's fine." Dean folded his arms across his chest.
"No, Gabriel, why don't you tell Sam about your little Kamikaze mission?" Sam narrowed his eyes at his husband.
"What is he talking about, Gabe?" Gabriel grumbled profanities at Dean and looked sheepishly up at his lover.
"Sammy I'm sorry, but…but they need to kill an archangel to open Lucifer's cage or else a bunch of Nephilim, including Raini, are going to die." Sam grabbed hold of Gabriel and gave him the harshest most serious glare he'd ever seen.
"No." His words were stern and final, but Gabriel wasn't budging.
"Yes, Sam, it needs to be done." Sam's grip on Gabriel tightened and he growled slightly. His eyes softened, not wanting to scare Gabriel, and he caressed his honey-colored hair.
"I said no." Gabriel had never seen Sam like this, his touch so possessive and his voice so demanding, but he guessed it was because they were mated and now that that was being jeopardized, Sam's instincts as the dominant mate were showing through. Unfortunately, because Gabriel's natural instinct was to submit to Sam, he had to nod his head and agree to letting them make an attempt on Michael's life…but Gabriel knew. He knew what he was going to end up needing to do and if all else failed it was a sacrifice he was willing to make for his family. Raini made a particularly loud squeak and everyone turned to look at her.
"She's cold, I'm going to go put some clothes on her." Dean mumbled, heading to the nursery. Things were getting tense between Sam, Gabriel, and Balthazar, so Castiel decided to join Dean. The nursery was now painted a light pink and Castiel had painted a lime green butterfly on the wall. Dean laid Raini down on her changing table and Castiel pulled out a tiny nightgown from her closet. Dean put a diaper on her and held her up, allowing Castiel to gently tug the nightgown over her little head and pull her arms through the proper holes.
"Can she sleep with us tonight, Dean? I'm really worried." Dean leaned in a gently captured his angels lips.
"I'm worried too, Cas. Of course she can, I was going to suggest it myself." Castiel walked to her crib and got her stuffed bunny and her blanket, trying to hide from Dean that he'd begun to cry. Dean could hear the sniffles, however, and touched his forehead to Cas's.
"Nothing is going to happen to our baby or to Gabriel. I promise you." Castiel just smiled through his tears and kissed Dean's forehead.
"I know this is going to sound like a chick-flick moment, as you say, but thank you…for always being my knight in shinning armor." Dean chuckled.
"That was the gayest thing you have ever said but I love you for it. I've never felt that needed before." Castiel smiled and took his arm, walking back out of the nursery with him.
"You will always be needed." Dean looked from his husband to his drowsy daughter, who was gently sucking on her fist in his arms. Life for a hunter was always going to be hard, but for the first time in Dean's life he knew it would all be okay. He was sure now more than ever that his love was a shield, a titanium force that would protect his family now and forever through whatever comes.
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