Adam Milligan was sitting on Bobby's couch, legs crossed. He was annoyed with Dean and Sam, having kinda been kicked out of Heaven without Michael's permission by some other angel he didn't know. He was extremely agitated and snaps, "Shut the fuck up, Dean. You don't know Michael!" Dean's eyes widen before he narrows his eyes at Adam. Adam huffs and walks out of the house. "Bye. I'm going to find Michael, the one person, other than my mom, who understands me."

~*A*~

Michael can sense Adam's anxiety from their separation, but there was nothing he could do about it until he dealt with Raphael. The other angel had torn Adam from him, causing Michael to nearly go insane with worry. But knowing he was with the Winchesters was a comfort until he could make things right once more. Plus, he had Castiel look in on them without the brothers' knowledge. Michael knew his little brother would understand being overly-protective of one single human. Especially when that human was your soulmate.

~*A*~

Adam was extremely troubled as he sat in front of his mother's "grave", softly whining as he stared off into the distance. As he put a rose down, he sat on the ground, hugging his knees to his chest as tears started to fall. Castiel sighed and appeared by Michael. "Michael, I don't know how much more I can take of seeing him so exhausted and upset."

The archangel gave a heavy sigh. "I can feel it in the core of me, brother. But until I resolve matters with Raphael, I cannot trust myself to be near him. Raphael will use me to track the brothers and erase their lineage." Suddenly an idea came to Michael. "Wait one moment, Castiel." He flew off to his own part of Heaven, returning moments later with a letter. "Can you please give this to Adam? Make sure he is alone when he receives this?" he pleaded.

Castiel nodded, taking the note and storing it safely in his trenchcoat. "Of course, Michael. And I would hurry. I don't think Raphael will ever stop trying to destroy the Winchesters... What if war were to break out?"

Michael didn't even hesitate in his answer: "Then we fight for what our Father taught us: love."

Castiel nodded and took off in a flurry of wings, going to the half-Winchester. He stopped when he saw what was happening before him and his eyes widen. This couldn't be good. Raphael was talking to him when Adam tilted his head. "You and Michael get along, right?" Raphael asked.

"Of course we do," Adam said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Raphael held his hand out to Adam. The human went to grab his hand, but Castiel moved in the way, growling at Raphael: "Leave. Now."

Michael sensed Castiel's anger and flew to him immediately. What he saw made him angrier than Lucifer's betrayal. "Step away from the boy, brother," he growled at Raphael, coming to stand in between him and the others. "Castiel, get Adam out of here," he ordered, never taking his eyes from Raphael.

Castiel grabbed Adam and flew off quickly, doing as his older brother said to do. He was gone within seconds as Raphael snarls. "Why do you stop me from killing them, when you wanted it to begin with?" he snapped.

"Father designed humans to be mortal mirrors of us. In order for them to succeed, they need to evolve. My own feelings have evolved. Humanity is worth more than any of us ever perceived."

Raphael growled. "So now you change your mind? You know, Lucifer only wanted to give the humans a gift, but you and Father cast him out," he taunted.

"We were wrong," Michael said. "We make mistakes. That is how we learn. And I have already apologized to Lucifer. At least I am prepared to change. Are you?"

"No, actually, I'm not. I'm not like you, or Lucifer. The Winchester bloodline ends, starting with the halfling."

"I will not let that happen," Michael said, bringing out his archangel's blade.

Raphael took out his blade, falling into a defensive stance. His eyes narrowing at Michael. "You're a coward."

"No. The only coward here is you," was Michael's response before he flew off. If war was to begin, he would not take any human lives unnecessarily.

Raphael snarls and takes off after Michael, eyes narrowing at his brother, before snorting. "You know what? I don't feel like fighting you. I'm doing it only this once. Don't expect Crowley to do the same."

~*A*~

It was during this time that Castiel gently gave Adam the letter from Michael to him.

~*A*~

Michael narrowed his eyes at his brother's retreating form before going to find Crowley.

He found Crowley making a deal with Dean. "I leave you alone, you leave me alone. Deal?"

Dean grumbles. "Fine, deal. But so help me, if you hurt my brothers, you son of a bitch―"

"Shut your trap, Winchester. I already have to deal with this British angel who stole Heaven's weapons and is now stealing from me."

Michael nearly growled from his position across from Dean and Crowley. He grabbed Crowley before depositing him on a cliff edge in somewhere in England. Dean jumped, honestly confused as to what the hell just happened.

"What angel?" he roared, holding his blade to the demon's throat.

Crowley growls at Michael. "The only blonde-haired, British angel in the entirety of Heaven... Balthazar."

Michael narrowed his eyes before banishing Crowley back to hell. before flying off to find Balthazar. He would do everything in his power to protect Adam. He would not rest until his human's safety was guaranteed.

~*A*~

Balthazar was stealing things from Crowley...again. He was taking little trinkets, not seeming to mind other living things. He took a book when he felt a familiar presence. "Hello, big brother."

"What do you think you're doing, Balth?" Michael asked softly, trying his damndest to stay calm.

Balthazar tilted his head innocently. "Taking things I need to make my own little fortress in the middle of the woods. Somewhere far away from humanity for the moment. I just want some time alone, and then I'll be fine again. I'm not harming anybody, so leave me be brother."

Michael studied Balthazar for a long moment before sighing. "Very well. But if any of your items comes to harm any humans or our brothers, you will regret it. Yes?"

Balthazar nods solemnly at Michael. "Yes, sir. Hear ya loud and clear, sir." He had a small trinket twirling between his fingers. He looks at Michael. "Oh! You might be wondering where I hid your stuff." Balthazar told him where they were before digging through things again. He pricked his finger and growled lowly before finding a music box and blinking, continuing on to find amusing trinkets.

Michael rolled his eyes, a small smile gracing his lips at his brother's antics. Balthazar was a little kid at heart. People thought he was a rascal and meant to harm them, but...he had been so scarred as a child, that he would probably never grow out of it. No longer worried about Balthazar, the first son went to retrieve what had been stolen. Typical , Michael thought as he saw the Staff of Moses on Mount Sinai. Balthazar had not made it easy, as he had scattered the artifacts around the human world. Now to recover the Holy Grail from Jerusalem. Balthazar got most of the items and brought them to Michael in a spot just outside Bobby Singer's residence. "You could always teleport, ya know?"

Michael shook his head. "I am learning to understand a human perspective."

"I learned once." He looked distant for a moment, his expression becoming blank before shrugging. "I find no need to do it again. The people who get close to me always end up getting hurt."

"Castiel is still around," Michael pointed out.

"Only because he didn't get too close, Michael."

"That is where you are wrong. When we all believed you were dead, he cried. I have never seen an angel express such emotions until then," Michael explained.

Balthazar flinched at that. He never meant to cause Cassie such emotional harm. "For right now, it's best I stay away. It was kinda my fault that the girl I loved, Jo, is now dead. And let Castiel know that I didn't mean to cause him such pain. I just couldn't stand the fighting..." It was actually Azazel's fault that Balthazar was such a broken little angel.

Michael breathed. "I promise to let him know. Perhaps you should visit Joanna in her heaven. I have peeked into her heaven, and she misses you dearly. Talk to Castiel as well. He deserves closure as much as you do." Michael paused before leaving. "If it helps, I am sorry about fighting. I will try to prevent any more fighting. Though I cannot help it if Raphael decides to kill me."

Balthazar snorts. "Raphael has been a prick lately," he mumbles and looks at Michael. "I know that Cas deserves to hear it from me but...Ugh, I hate having emotions sometimes." His wings lower, one wing seemingly bent in a very odd angle.

Michael saw this and raised a hand to Balthazar's shoulder. He tried heal his brother's broken wing. "Raphael has always been prickly. He is just showing it much more now. While emotions are hard, they are worth it in the end." Balthazar yelped and snapped at Michael, wings flaring up on defense, not letting him heal it. He backed up a bit before vanishing, not wanting to explain himself.

Michael sighed. He would have to wait until later to find Balthazar. First, he had to check on Adam.

~*A*~

It took Adam a while before he found the courage to read the letter from Michael. Castiel leaned against the wall, glancing around in order to make sure nobody else was around.

Adam,

I am sorry I was not able to protect you from my brother. He had no right to return you to Earth after all you have been through because of our kind. I am sorry that you were tricked into becoming my vessel, something I know I will never truly be forgiven for. I took you from someone you love, which I have now come to understand is worse than Hell itself. I wish for you to be safe, and have a happy life. I will return to you only if you wish. If so, please pray to me. I will always listen for you.

Michael

Adam fold the note before putting in his pocket and sighing. "Michael, I have forgiven you for what happened. I know it wasn't your fault, but... I know you feel guilty, and that's something that a lot of angels don't really understand. I forgive you, Micha... I really do."

Michael smiled, feeling an unfamiliar wetness crawl down his face. He stood in behind Adam, dropping to his knees. "Thank you, Adam. Thank you," he whispered.

Adam turns around and goes to his knees, holding Michael. His arms going around the archangel, wiping away his tears. "I'll always forgive you...No matter what you would do, I would always forgive you..."

Michael continued to cry into Adam's neck, grateful when he felt Castiel's presence fade.

Adam just sat there in a comforting silence with the crying archangel before gently tilting his head up, smiling. He leaned forward to initiate a kiss.

Michael stilled for a moment, unfamiliar with the gesture. He pulled back, looking deep into Adam's blue eyes. Adam let him pull back, his eyes locking with Michael's, showing love and steel grey ones of his vessel searched the human's soul, only finding comfort and... love. Adam loved him. Kissing was a form of affection between lovers in human culture. Michael smiled shyly, leaning forward to gently kiss Adam. His soul gave off a comforting wave, but also a loving wave as well. Adam saw how shy he was and smiled, finding it ironic that an archangel was so shy and kissed him softly, a hand cupping his cheek gently.

Michael's hand ran its way through Adam's blonde hair, finding it fascinating that something could be so soft.

Adam had one hand on his cheek and the other around his waist, nuzzling him a bit. "Just one question: why me? Why do you care about me so much? I honestly thought since Dean was your vessel that you would like him more."

Michael shook his head vehemently. "While Dean is my true vessel, he belongs to Castiel. I knew this when he rebelled against me, but I denied it for so long. I did not think a human and an angel could be so compatible. But then I saw your soul, and I came to know you, and it has been the greatest miracle I have ever witnessed. To love you, and everything that you are, is something I thought I could never experience."

Adam blushed brightly and buried his face in his shoulder, a happy giggle escaping him. He shivers a bit and stands up, offering to help Michael up as well, a smile forming on his lips. "I love you so much. I never thought I would actually come to love anybody as much as you."

"And I with you. I love you, in every way that I can," Michael said, willing taking Adam's hand.

Adam helps him up and nuzzles him. "Balthazar's been up to something and I can't figure out what―"

"He wishes to hide away from others in order to protect those he loves," Michael interrupts before kissing Adam again.

Adam kisses back, not bothering to tell him about Balthazar again, kissing him passionately, hesitantly deepening the kiss with Mikey.