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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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Castiel awoke to the sound of his baby whimpering. Raini still hadn't got the hang of crying since her lungs were underdeveloped, but Castiel had grown accustomed to her different whimpers and squeaks. This one was the one that meant she was hungry. He gently pulled her out of Dean's arms and carried her to their kitchen. He held her in his right arm while using the other to get the formula and begin mixing it into a bottle. Castiel had recently bought her the movie Sleeping Beauty to watch when she was older, and though Dean insisted it was unnecessary since it was a Disney movie, Castiel had proof watched it for things he didn't approve of. Needless to say, Castiel had loved it, and he liked to sing her songs from it, as he was now humming "Once Upon A Dream" to calm her loudening squeaks as he heated her bottle in the microwave. He checked the milk on his hand for temperature and when he was sure it was perfect, he headed for the living room. However, Castiel did not make it to the living room. The angel took no less than two steps before he heard a flutter of wings from behind him.
"Castiel. Brother, I want you to hand me the abomination, now." Michael's voice was emotionless and grave, causing a shiver to go down Castiel's spine.
"Dean?!" Castiel called out loudly, clutching his baby to his chest and hoping to wake his lover. Michael let out a loud snarl.
"What is that filthy makeshift Nephilim going to do to stop an all powerful archangel? Be serious, Castiel." A growl ripped from Castiel's chest, which he didn't know he was capable of doing.
"Touch my daughter and it will be the end of you, brother, I will make sure of it." Michael snapped his fingers and Castiel was suddenly paralyzed up against the kitchen wall.
"Oh Cassie…I believe you've forgotten just how much more powerful I am than you. Now I'll be taking your ungodly little half-breed." He spat, prying Raini from her fathers hands.
"Dean! Dean!" Castiel cried out frantically, finally hearing his hunter running towards the kitchen. Dean ran in just in time to see Michael poof off with his child and Castiel fall to the floor in sobs. Dean ran to Castiel and helped him stand, brushing away his tears.
"Castiel, baby, shhh, it's okay. Did he hurt you?" Castiel shook his head and sniffled.
"B-But Raini…" Dean gently caressed his hair.
"I know, baby. I know…I failed you." Castiel clung to him.
"No…I failed you, Dean." Dean started to cry frantically and screamed out for Sam and Gabriel.
"Sammy!" He wailed, the tears falling harder as he held Castiel protectively against his chest, who was gripping his shirt. Sam and Gabriel ran into the kitchen as fast as they could and immediately knew what had happened at the sight of the couple desperately embracing.
"I-It's too late." Castiel sobbed.
"No, no it's not. I'm calling Balthazar, and then we're tracking Michael down and I'm ending this." They heard a flutter of wings and all turned around to face whoever it was.
"A step a head of you, Gabriel. Let's go, I already have a lead on where Michael is keeping our children." Dean looked brokenly at everyone as they hurried to Balthazar's side.
"What makes you think they aren't already dead?" Balthazar rolled his eyes.
"Stop with the pity party Dean, Raini hasn't been gone long and Michael has to summon Lucifer. We have time but we must hurry." Dean gripped Cas's hand tightly.
"It's okay, Dean, we'll get her back." Dean leaned in and rather roughly captured Castiel's lips.
"I hope so baby." They all poofed simultaneously to where they felt Balthazar disappear too. They found themselves in a dirty old warehouse, the heat was sweltering and it reeked of wet concrete and propane. There was a ring of fire around two seemingly teenage girls and a little boy, one of the girls was cradling Raini. Castiel's heart nearly stopped and his entire body lurched towards his baby. She was…crying. Legit crying.
"I guess her grace could sense that it had been disconnected from the nurturing grace of her parents. In her panicked state she learned to cry." Gabriel explained as he watched his brother be held back by Sam.
"No, Cas, not yet. That's holy oil, you'd only trap yourself in there." Castiel wasn't listening, clawing at Sam's arms.
"He doesn't even hear you over the sound of her cries, Sam. His motherly instincts have kicked in to overdrive and his grace is desperately trying to reconnect with her. If a baby Nephilim is cut off from its mothers grace for too long it will die." This information nearly killed Dean.
"Let him go, Sammy, I've got him." The moment Sam released him Castiel shot towards Raini and it took all of Dean's strength to pull him in to his chest.
"It's okay, Cas, calm down. We'll get her." Because of their bond, he could feel the emptiness and the fear Castiel's grace was emitting. He tried his hardest to push some of his own to Cas, in an attempt to console him. It seemed to lessen the scratching and hyperventilating, but Castiel remained curled in to Dean's chest, flinching at every whimper and cry he heard Raini make for them.
"Daddy?!" The little boy cried happily, earning a bittersweet smile from Balthazar.
"It'll be alright, Hadraniel, I'm going to get you out of there." They heard a loud cackle and snapped their heads in the direction of the malicious sound. Michael was standing in a corner of the warehouse with smug expression.
"And just how do you plan on doing that, Balthy? You'd only get yourself trapped in the holy oil, as the sasquatch previously explained." Gabriel squeezed Sam's hand.
"Hey, you're in no place to call my husband names, Michael, your true form looks like a pig with wings." Sam stifled a giggle.
"True that." Michael sneered.
"Oh my, you two experienced winged intercourse? The only way that foul atrocity could ever see my true form is through your memories. Well, I hope he got a nice look at your true form. You look like an over-sized naked mole rat with plain ugly gold wings." Gabriel was used to insults from his brother, so he was un-phased, but Sam's face heated up.
"You shut your mouth, he does not! Gabriel's true form is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. His true form has crystal blue eyes that emit the brightest light I've ever seen, and his hair is long wavy and gold, just like his beautiful wings. His face doesn't have a pig nose like yours does, and for your information they aren't just gold anymore, but even if they were they would still be a thousand times more beautiful than the shit brown wings on your back!" Sam had to catch his breath from his little rant and Gabriel grinned at him.
"I love you." Michael didn't look the slightest bit amused, however, and glared daggers at his brother.
"Contain your pet, brother, or I'll kill him too." Gabriel growled, stepping in front of Sam.
"You aren't killing anybody, I volunteer to take the Nephilims place." Michael's forehead unexpectedly creased with worry.
"What do you mean, volunteer? Gabriel, this is the second time in three months that you've attempted to kill yourself, you'd think with your new found happiness that you wouldn't be such a martyr." Gabriel shook his head.
"You just don't get it, do you? It's because of my happiness and my new family that I'm more willing to die, I have something to protect now. Not that you would understand anything about protecting family." A brief look of hurt flashed across Michael's features but disappeared as quickly as it came.
"I cast my own brother in to a cage for my family, so I don't want to hear it!" Gabriel's face went rigid, his jaw clenched.
"Did you, Michael? Did you lock Lucifer in a cage to protect us, or did you do it because you thought it would suddenly make you daddy's favorite?" Michael didn't have time to answer as they all sensed a very wicked presence. Lucifer grinned evilly at all but Gabriel, whom he gave a genuine smile.
"Defending me as always, Gabriel. I thank you." Gabriel nodded curtly at his other brother, though his eyes never left Michael's.
"Sure, he's defending you, he just offered to kill himself in order to put you back in your cage!" Lucifer laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
"Gabriel has been a pain in my ass recently, especially since his presence never fails to stop me from ridding the world of the Winchester Nephilim, but out of all the angels in the heavens he's the only one that ever believed there was something good in me. Will it stop me from killing him? No, however, it does make his death a lower priority on my list. You, dear Michael, you are at the top." Michael shot an icy look at Lucifer and then smirked at Dean and Castiel.
"Say goodbye to your daughter." Michael grabbed The Nephilim Blade, which he must have stolen while he was at Dean, Castiel, Sam, and Gabriel's house, and rammed it at the ginger girl who had protectively wrapped herself around Raini. He nearly impaled her with it until an invisible force seemed to stop him. Michael looked up to see Lucifer, holding his hand out and somehow creating a shield over the Nephilims in the circle.
"I have long awaited the day when you'd realize that I am superior to you. Look at the image before you, Michael. Not only am I more powerful, but I'm using my power to protect my niece…the niece you're trying to kill. Which one of us is committing the evil action?" Michael tried to pretend that he wasn't bothered by this.
"You don't care a thing about her! You're only protecting her to protect yourself!" Lucifer feigned innocence and cocked his head to the side in a very Castiel-like manner.
"Do you think that matters? Two wrongs do not make a right, brother. Do you think God condones the slaughter of innocent children for any purpose?" Michael was now clearly distraught and everyone was holding their breath.
"Stop it!" Lucifer grinned.
"How bout no…is poor Mikey questioning his morals? That's bad…I mean after all, I'm Satan and I wouldn't kill a baby." Michael finally broke, his will power visably crumbling.
"I said STOP!" He screamed, the fire around the Nephilim flaring out and knocking back everyone but Lucifer.
"I'll show you moral you son of a bitch." Michael growled, taking his angel blade and stabbing it threw his own heart. Lucifer yelled "no", his plan to antagonize Michael obviously backfiring. Michael had been standing on a strip of blessed ground and the blood trickling from his body opened up an enormous hole in the ground. It was like a vortex, sucking in everything within its grasp. The Nephilim were safe inside their holy oil, but Lucifer and the others were being pulled forward. Dean, who was still cradling Castiel, grabbed on to a pipe sticking out of the ground, and Castiel reached for Gabriel's hand just in time, while the archangel held Sam close. Lucifer was trying to claw his way towards Sam, hoping to either latch on for safety or pull him in with him. Lucifer luckily could not reach him, however Gabriel's grip was weakening.
"Hang on, Sammy!" Lucifer let out a demonic screech and was pulled into the hole right as Gabriel's grip gave out.
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