Shattered: The Sequel to Mirrors

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Michael was sitting on the couch, yawning when the door opened and Castiel and Dean walked in. Sam and Gabriel came sprinting out of the kitchen at the same time. Michael looked between the two with mild amusement, because the two groups seemed mildly irritated with one another and confused by the other's presense. 

"What?" Dean snapped at Sam. Sam gave him a mega-bitchface. Michael grinned and took a drink of his coffee that may or may not have had a splash of celebratory alcohol in it. He was going to get married, he figured he deserved it. 

"Where'd you go?" Sam snapped back and Dean rolled his eyes. 

"None of your business. Shut your pie hole," Dean growled. 

"Don't talk to my moose like that, Squirrel," Gabriel said, feigning insult. Dean's attempt to look irritated was all but ruined in that moment and he burst into laughter. Sam also started laughing, and Gabe and Cas just looked at each other in slight confusion, but also amusement. This was the moment that Lucifer chose to slide down the banner of the stairs and throw himself onto the couch on top of Michael. Michael let out what could be only considered an 'oof' and then pulled Lucifer into a hug. 

"When did you two get over your PDA issue?" Dean asked, sitting down on the couch. A pale looking Castiel sat down next to him, looking paler than usual. Michael shot him a concerned look, but Castiel just smiled at him. Michael pushed Lucifer off of him, but the archangel wrapped one arm around his shoulder and the hunter couldn't find it in himself to push him away. 

"Well...we're gonna go. Good luck, Luci," Gabriel said, pulling Sam up the stairs. 

"What's going on?" Castiel asked, voice even gruffer than usual with pain. Michael looked up at Lucifer who looked nervous again. He wasn't used to his lover--fiancé--looking so unsure of himself. So Michael figured he'd take the lead this time. 

"Luce, uh, he asked me to marry him last night," Michael said, looking at Dean. Dean blinked for a couple of seconds, and then his mouth opened and closed like a fish. Then he shut his mouth and pursed his lips. Michael could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Dean was going to be okay with this, right? If he wasn't, what was Michael going to do? 

"That's...." Dean started. "That's great! Wow, I'm so happy for you guys. When's the wedding? Who's going to be your best man? Am I?" Dean asked this to Michael, green eyes lighting up with excitement. Lucifer went stiff beside Michael and the hunter couldn't help but giggle. 

"I don't think Luce actually thought about the fact that proposing meant he might actually have to marry me," Michael teased gently, kissing Lucifer's jawline. 

"How about you just slow down there, Deano. Let's get rid of the angels and demons trying to kill us and then we'll figure out the plans, okay?" Lucifer asked. "Cassie?" Michael realized that Castiel hadn't said anything and Michael looked over at the younger angel. And found him in tears. 

"Whoa, you okay there, buddy?" Dean asked, pulling him into a hug. Michael could hear him mumbling something about being happy through his tears and then something about his wings hurting. Michael shot Lucifer a concerned look, but Lucifer already looked in full-on Satan mom mode. 

"Come on, Cassie, me, Alfie, and Gabriel will help you with your wings, okay?" Lucifer said, pulling his younger brother to his feet. Castiel nodded, but his pain was shinning in his blue eyes, blatantly obvious to all of them. 

"Tell me when I can help," Dean said to Lucifer and the archangel pat Dean on the shoulder before disappearing up the stairs. 

"He's going to be alright," Michael mumbled to Dean, but Dean didn't seem even vaguely convinced. 

"Holy Shit!!! You're going to get married!!!" a red blur screamed as she sidelined Michael. Again, all he managed to get out was an 'oof'. 

"Charlie, chill out," Michael said, laughing with embarrassment. 

"You really think she'll ever chill out?" Gilda said, raising an eyebrow. Charlie only stopped trying to break Michael's ribcage to tuck herself under one of Gilda's arms. Michael raised an eyebrow at the two. 

"I see one of my own ships has sailed," Michael mused and took another sip of his coffee. 

"Shut up, Winchester," Gilda grumbled. "How long till you're a Novak?" 

"Fuck that, Luce can take my last name," Michael said. 

"Where are the other angels?" Gilda asked. Michael gestured upstairs and caught Dean looking nervous again. Sam, who had just come down the stairs, seemed to notice too, because he squeezed Dean's shoulder and pulled him into the kitchen. Adam joined them from wherever he went when he wasn't with Alfie and soon Ash, Meg, Benny, and Kevin made their way down the stairs too. Meg and Ash were giggling about something or else, and Kevin and Benny were...weirdly quiet. Michael figured he'd have to invesitgate what that was about. But not now. Now he was happy, and that was good for him. 

Lucifer and Gabriel came down the stairs an hour and a half later and Lucifer brought Dean upstairs. When he came back down he had Alfie under one arm and was messing up his hair. 

"Stop!!!" Alfie whined and Adam looked up, fully ready to kill whatever was hurting his angel. When he saw it was Lucifer, he rolled his eyes and went back to looking at his phone. "You aren't going to help me?" Alfie asked, looking hurt. Michael glared at Lucifer who sighed dramatically and released the small angel. Alfie climbed under onto Adam's lap and curled up. 

"I want to do that too," Lucifer huffed, attempting to curl up in Michael's lap. Unfortunately, he was not only much bigger than Alfie, he was also bigger than Michael. 

"This is not comfortable," Michael grumbled. Lucifer grinned and shifted so he could lay his head in Michael's lap. Michael started to run his fingers through his hair absent mindedly. 

"That's why you top," Lucifer mumbed. Michael hit him in the forehead. He was about to snap at Lucifer when there was a knock on the door. 

"Who's at the door?" Sam asked as he walked out of the kitchen with Gabe still attatched to one arm. 

"I don't know, let me check," Michael said, pushing Lucifer off his lap a bit more agressively than was nevessary. He opened the door and found himself staring at one of the people he would like to see least in the world. "What do you want, John?" 

"We need to talk, brother," John said. 

Okay, so still not too angsty, right? Yeah...it's going to get real bad. I know what's coming...and holy hell, I'm straight-up evil. Ya'll are gonna hate me so much. But don't forget, I love you all, because you're beautiful humans with beautiful souls. Except you, @Moosifer_bilinski you're a beautiful alien lol. Anyhow, what I'm trying to say is I love this fandom, and I think you all are wonderful people. Okay, byeeeee. 

I have the honor to be your obedient servant.