Sam and Dean had found you on a hunt. You were currently 1 and a half years old. While they were hunting a werewolf pack, they found you tucked away under a bed. After they couldn't find anyone to care for you, they decided to take you in. They loved you like their own daughter.

You were currently playing on the floor, crawling around and chewing on your toy monkey. Your aunt Charlie was watching you while Sam, Dean, and Castiel were out on a hunt. Charlie got up to go pick you up to get you calmed and settled down for a nap, but when you were lifted from your spot you squealed a little. Charlie smiled and walked you into the living room, starting to rock you and rub your back. It took you a bit to calm down but you soon did and slipped the ear of your monkey toy in your mouth, chewing on it as your eyes fluttered closed. Charlie walked you over to your crib in your room and laid you down, trying not to wake you up.

About ten minutes later the door to the bunker opened and in came Team Free Will with some prisoners. Human prisoners. Lucifer and Michael. Charlie stood up and stared in shock.

"Uh, guys, why the hell do you have two of the most powerful archangels in regular old chains?" She asked.

"They're not archangels anymore. They're human," Sam said. "Where's y/n?"

"Napping," Charlie replied. "She should be up-" soft crying of a baby echoed in the bunker. "Right now."

"I got her," Dean mumbled. "Thanks Char," he called as he disappeared in her room. Once the crying stopped, Dean came out with a baby snuggling into his chest, half asleep and chewing on a monkey. Michael and Lucifer were shocked beyond words. They looked at each other for a second, shrugged, and then looked back at you.

"I-is that a baby? You hairless apes have the skill to care for a baby?" Lucifer asked.

"Yeah, we're more qualified than you," Sam said. You recognized his voice and giggled, reaching for Sam. "Damn, she just rejected you," he said to Dean, taking you into his arms.

"She likes me best, she just missed you. A little bit," Dean said, rolling his eyes and getting himself a beer.

Sam put you on the floor to play, making sure he could see you while he did some research.

You, on the other hand, crawled towards Michael and Lucifer. You laid down on Michael's shoe and he lifted his foot a little, making you squeal with happy laughter. He continued slowly lifting and lowering his leg, looking at Lucifer with slight confusion.

"She enjoys it," Lucifer mumbled.

"Yeah, no shit," Michael replied, his leg not getting tired at all. You were giggling and squealing, holding onto his shoe. "I don't want to make it mad."

"It's not an it, Michael, it's a female. I know they're barbarians but get the genders right," Lucifer scoffed.

"Hey Michael," Dean said, seeing this. "The hell are you doing?"

"I don't know, I'm trying to keep her calm," Michael said. You were giggling quietly but getting bored of the leg. You slid off and reached for Lucifer.

"Oh no," Lucifer said.

"Oh yes," Michael grinned.

"No, I don't do children. No. Get over it," he said to you. Your eyes welled with tears and your lower lip started to quiver as you started whimpering.

"Uh oh," Michael said. "You made her cry."

"What? Oh no, no don't cry," Lucifer said, starting to freak out as you started crying, your fists coming up to rub your eyes.

"Lucifer, what did you do?" Sam asked.

"I- nothing!" He cried. Sam gave him a look that said 'it better stop soon or I'll stab you'. Lucifer looked to Michael for help, but got none and decided to just try it out. "Ugh," he groaned as he picked you up and held you arms length away.

"She won't bite," Charlie giggled from her spot in the kitchen. "Well, she might, but she only has three teeth."

"Not helping!" Lucifer said. You were crying a little less, clutching his hands. He slowly brought you to his chest, shifting his arm under your butt. You sniffled and curled up in his arms, clutching his shirt and whimpering softly. "Disgusting."

You calmed down and snuggled more into him. You babbled quietly to yourself and tugged on Lucifer's shirt. He narrowed his eyes. "Why aren't you crying?" You started to giggle and reached for his face. "You know what, go with Michael," he said, handing you quickly over to Michael. You stood up in his lap and tugged on his hair. You already fell in love with these two archangels.

~6 months later~

You had just turned two and were talking more now. You said words like "Sanny" and "De" and "Mi-Mi" along with "Lu'i". You loved the archangels, and, being completely honest, they loved you too. They would rock you to sleep, play with you, do anything to make you smile. You were their baby.

Chuck had come to take Lucifer and Michael back to hell. He had restored the cage. Besides, the only reasom Michael and Lucifer were out was because the cage was damaged. Michael was holding you when Chuck arrived. He already knew what was going on, and when Dean went to take you, you started crying. You reached for Michael, and when he was put in chains you screamed more and reached for Lucifer. "Lu'i!!! Mi-mi!!" you cried more.

"You've become close to her," Chuck said. Both Michael and Lucifer longed to snap those chains and take you into their arms to coo you quiet.

"Just take us," Michael mumbled. He couldn't listen to your screaming sobs and not be able to do anything about it. It drove him insane. Dean was bouncing you in his arms but everytime he went to take you away into another room you cried more.

Chuck tilted his head and released them. "Go," he said. Lucifer immediately pulled you close and rubbed your back. You clutched onto his shirt and started to calm down. Michael rested his hand on the back of your head, cooing you gently. You eventually calmed down.

"You two are really close to this child," Chuck said. They nodded. You were clutching Michael's hand on your chest as Sam handed you your pacifier, so you finally rested against Lucifer.

"Yeah," Michael said, taking you into his arms and kissing your head. You were being clingy in fear of them going away.

"So, it'd break her heart if I sent you back," Chuck said.

"She'd cry for days," Dean said. "They left for a hunt and we barely slept because she wouldn't cooperate."

You stood up in Michael's arms to wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him. "Mi-mi," you whined.

"What is it baby? Use your words," Michael said. You only knew a couple words, but he wanted to teach you that whining his name didn't tell him anything.

"Hu-gy!" You whined, clutching his hair and chewing on your pacifier.

"Well I suppose we should get you some food," Michael said, gently patting your back as he walked into the kitchen with you. He got you some apple sauce and sat on the counter, resting you in his lap and feeding you.

Chuck followed him along with Lucifer. Sam and Dean came and sat in the library, able to see you and Michael. After the 6 months of the archangels taking care of you, they trusted them. They still didn't trust Chuck.

Michael started to talk with Lucifer and Chuck, holding the spoon just away from your mouth. You opened your mouth and tried to get the applesauce, but you couldn't reach it. You grabbed Michael's hand and pulled the spoon into your mouth, causing him and Lucifer to laugh.

"Oh, I'm sorry love," he said, kissing your head. You had applesauce dripping down your chin so the archangel caught it with the spoon.

"Oh screw it," Chuck said. "You two can stay. I can't take you away from her, she's changed you both. And she loves you."

You had finished your applesauce and yawned widely. Lucifer took you into his arms so that Michael could put the food away. You cuddled into Lucifer and took the pacifier he gave you. Lucifer held you close and rubbed your back, watching as your eyes slowly slid closed.

"Thank you, Father," him and Michael said softly. You had changed them for the better. You were their baby.

Oof I know I'm finally updating on this WHAAAAAAAT
well I suppose you guys want a spn meme.

-lit ass author