Here you go @_Penguin_G_.
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Running. That's all you were thinking about. Run and don't drop the baby. You had to make sure you got this child to safety. You had to make sure the angels didn't get to her.
What was so special about this baby anyway? The answer: nephilim. He was your baby and, for whatever reason, Lucifers child. And the angels were after you both.
"C'mon Luci. Where are you?"
You hid in the closet, trying yourbest to keep the child from making a sound. The angels were after the both of you, and you could not afford to lose the month old child. He was the light of your world. Well, one of them anyways.
You heard the garrison of angels enter the cabin, and you held your breath, doing your best to not make the slightest sound.
"Where are you, (Y/N)," one of the angels taunted. "C'mon. You know we just want to talk."
Just want to talk my ass.
Just as they were passing the closet you were hiding in, Gabriel, the baby, started to make noise and stir.
"Shh, shh," you whispered as quiet as possible, just hoping they hadn't hear the baby cry, and that they would keep walking. Sadly, your wishes had not been met.
The closet door flew off its hinges, and you came face to face with Amelia, the superior chasing you, and Kareem, one of themost powerful not archangels.
"Peek a boo," Amelia said before pulling you out of the closet.
"Leave me alone," you cried softly, holding on to your child tightly, determined to not give to the angels. He was your child. Not theirs. What made them think that they had the right to take him away.
"We will," Kareem responded. "Once you give us the baby."
"Go suck on a dick," you told him, and he grew a frustrated expression on his face.
"I'd rather not," he said, a smirk dancing around on his face. "Plus, I'm pretty sure you have done enough of that for the both of us."
"What did you say to me," you questioned furiously.
"I said-"
The poor angel didn't get to finish his thought as Lucifer thrusted an angel blade through his throat.
"Lucifer," Amelia said fearfully. "I didn't know."
"Shut up Amelia," Lucifer bellowed before shoving the blade into her stomach.
He turned to you, lightly embracing you and his kid in a hug.
"I'm glad you're okay."
"Thank you," you whispered.
You guys turned to leave when you heard a voice from behind.
"Lucifer," Barachiel called.
"Hello Barachiel," he said turning around to face his nrother whom he hadn't seen for millenium.
Be started advancing towards his brother when the other, still living, archangels popped into the room.
Barachiel, Michael, Selaphiel, Raguel, Jegudiel. Six of the seven other archangels were all standing in a room with a human, the devil, and a nephilim.
"Hand him over, brother," Barachiel ordered.
"No way in hell," Lucifer retaliated.
"Brother," Selaphiel pleaded. "We don't want to do this."
"Well," Lucifer stated. "You're going to have to. I'm not giving that kid up."
"Lucifer," Raguel said. "You choose the humans over your own brothers."
"Damn right. And you're not going to lay a hand on either of them without going through me."
"I told you he wouldn't comply," Jegudiel told at his other brothers. "It's not use. Let's just use plan B."
"No, Jegudiel," Michael berated. "That is only used if we have no other choice!"
"It's not like he's giving us much of a choice," Jegudiel retorted.
"I'm guessing that Plan B is to smite me," Lucifer guessed. Despite them not admitting it, no one denied it.
"Really," he questioned. "I've got a change in heart about the humans and you treat me like this?"
"We're sorry brother," Michael insisted. "But we have no other choice."
"No other choice my ass! You could've had any other Plan B, and it just happens to be the plan that means I have to die to save the love of my life, and my child. Well, you know what? Hit me with your best shot."
"Lucifer no," you cried.
"(Y/N), I love you so much. Take care of Gabriel for me. Please." Adter he finished his sentence, he cupped your headin his hands and kissed your head. He then kissed his son's head then said, "I'm sorry. But I have to do this."
With that, he touched your ribs, "branded you" (as Dean puts it), and touched your forehead. Teleporting you to a house you had been living in.
*The abandoned house*
"Wrong decision, brother," Jegudiel exclaimed as he walked towards his fallen brother with the angel blade.
"I believe I made the right decision," he reaponded with tears in his eyes. He turned towards Michael who looked unsure about this idea.
Jegudiel pulled the angel blade up, ready to strike, but Michael stepped in front of Lucifer, and a bright white light filled the house as Michael fell to the ground.
"Your turn."
Lucifer closed his eyes, knowing he'd be with his brother soon.
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*Eight years later*
"Mommy?"
"What is it Gabriel," you asked as you slaved over the stove making lasagna for dinner.
"What happened to daddy?"
Immediately, you stopped what you were doing, just about ready to cry.
"Why do you want to know about your daddy?"
"Some kids are making fun of me at school because I don't have a dad. Where is he," little Gabriel asked innocently.
"Your daddy," you paused to think for a minute about what to say. "He's in a better place."
"What happened to him," he asked again, which just made you cry more. "Did he leave?"
"Yes. But it wasn't by his choice."
"Did someone kill him?" You couldn't bear to tell him knowimg it would break his heart.
"Yes," you responded, looking into your son's beautiful blue eyes. He definetly didn't get that from you. "But he's in a better place."
"Do you miss him mommy," he asked as he started to cry.
"Very much."
As you said that, your son wrapped his arms around you and said, "It's okay mommy. I'll never leave you."
You picked him up and pulled him into a hug and suggested, "Maybe after we eat, we could go see a movie."
"Can we," he asked, his eyes immediately lighting up. It was as if he had completely forgotten about the previous conversation. But, as of right now, you really didn't care. Ue was eight years old. He deserved a childhood.
"Maybe we could see his favorite movie," he said.
Maybe.
And guess what. He never left your side.
