Hi!

So, this is the next story after Pitter Patter of Tiny Wing Beats- if you haven't read that, I strongly urge you to...this fic would make more sense if you did...and if you like cute de-aged angels, that'll be a good place to start!

If you are reading fresh from that first fic, I welcome you back!

Ok, so the boys are ageing, but there will be at least two chapters at each age, so lots of cuteness at each age...

Hope you enjoy this fic as much as the last one!

Please review!

Enjoy!

Onwards...

'Gabriel, stop poking your brother!' Dean looked over at the siblings sat at the kitchen table. They had moved into a motel for a few days; Bobby was sorting out rooms in his house to compensate for the two ever-growing angels.

'I'm not!' Gabriel crossed his arms, flicking his little brother for good measure. Dean raise his eye brows.

Castiel was sat on the chair, the floral pattern almost swallowing him. His little face was pale, big blue eyes shining, black hair awry on top his head. He had a very, dare Dean say it, cute button nose, and very dark, thick eyelashes.

It had been three days since Michael had showed up at Bobby's place. Dean had been watching the boys very carefully for signs of them growing up. He had almost given up watching for a few days, when he woke up this morning with a teary eyed two year old, clutching a teddy bear.

Rubbing his eyes, looking at the clock that read 2.31, Dean had picked Cas up and put him in bed next to him, realising that the angel no longer fitted in his crib.

Now, Cas looked at him with his big blue eyes, smiling gently. 'Gabwiel was pinching me' he told him, a lisp slightly marring his speech.

'Well ,Gabriel will have no more sweets unless he stops.' Dean put on his best warning voice. Gabriel looked up at him, shocked.

'I like my sweets!' he pouted.

'Then stop poking Cas' Dean sighed, rolling his eyes, smiling broadly.

Gabriel glared at Cas, before skipping off to stare out the window.

'You ok, little man?' Dean bent down at put a hand on Castiel's shoulder, the two year old looking up at him with a cheeky grin on his face.

I'm fwine!' he slurred, mimicking Dean, putting a hand on the hunters shoulder. Dean grinned and picked him up, putting him on his shoulders.

'Where two, air control?' he smiled.

Cas giggled and kicked his legs, pointing. 'Forwards!' he yelled, grabbing hold of Dean's ears to balance himself.

Dean grinned and walked forwards, watching as Gabriel turned his head in their direction.

'My turn!' the little Archangel squealed, running towards Dean with his arms outstretched. Dean looked down at him.

'Air control, I spy an enemy!' Dean grinned, leaning forwards so Castiel could have a look. 'What shall I do?'

'Destroy!' yelled Cas, laughing.

Dean grinned, taking one giant leap forwards. Gabriel grinned and ran behind him, sticking his tongue out.

Wary of over balancing Cas, Dean turned around. 'Air control, the target had moved, proceed with destruction?' he said in his best walky-talkie voice.

Cas giggled, looking down at his brother, who grinned up at him. 'Yeah!'

Suddenly, Gabriel let out a triumphant yell, running forwards and sitting on Dean's foot, arms wrapped around his leg.

Castiel started kicking frantically, anxious to be put down. He joined his brother, grinning as he grabbed Dean's other foot, sitting on his shoe.

'Oh no!' Dean put a theatrical hand to his mouth, putting his arms out to point at the two children sat on his foot, grinning at each other. 'I can't move! Hang on...'

Making a grunting, over exerted tone on, he lifted his left foot, Gabriel grinning as he was lifted up in the air.

Dean put him down with a flump, smiling. He put on the same grunting sound and picked up his right foot, lifting up the other angel.

Slowly, with two giggling angels on his feet, he walked across the room. He looked out the window and was pleased to see Sam coming up the path; the youngest Winchester had been shopping for food for the youngsters- they hadn't realised how much they ate.

Sam stopped and grinned when he saw his brother, halfway across the room with Castiel and Gabriel clinging to his feet.

'Hi Sammy! Look who I found outside!' Dean grinned, wiggling his feet, making the two angels jiggle around.

'Hey, guys! Sam put down his bags. 'I warn you; Dean hasn't changed his socks in a month!' Sam held his nose, eyes shining.

'Ew!' Gabriel and Cas quickly jumped off Dean's feet, the oldest Winchester laughing. The two children grabbed each others hands, standing next to Sam.

'Don't worry, Cassie! I'll protect you.' Gabriel stood in front of his brother, grinning at Dean.

'Soggy!' Cas ran across the room, grabbing his teddy bear from the chair, holding him close.

'Don't you think its time to wash Soggy now?' Dean bent down next to Cas, who looked up at him with wide eyes.

'No!' he held the bear closer, shaking his head.

'Ok, little man. We won't, then.' Dean smiled and picked the child up, giving him a hug. He ran his fingers through his now thick, black hair and smiled.

Sam watched the scene with a smile, looking down at Gabriel, who was grinning up at him. The little archangel, now six years old, held out his hands, Sam bending down and picking him up.

As they put their respective angels back down, the brothers turned to look at each other.

'What'cha get for dinner?' Dean asked, looking into the bags Sam had brought in.

Sam looked as well. 'Pasta. I figured it's healthier than the chips and burgers Gabriel's been eating.'

Dean nodded, looking at the little archangel. He seemed to have a good metabolism.

He looked at his watch. 'Cartoons are on.' He smiled.

'Wanna get started?'

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'Now put the pasta in the boiling water.'

'No, Dean! We don't put the cheese in yet!'

Sam took the cheese off his brother, replacing it with a bag of pasta shapes.

Dean looked affronted, though grinning at his brother. 'I was just making sure the cheese grated' he muttered.

Sam rolled his eyes. 'Trust me; the cheese grates.'

Dean nodded, turning back and tipping the pasta in the boiling water.

Sam had been a smart shopper today and had brought quick cook pasta.

Ten minutes later, the cheese was grated, Dean very proud to do the honours and dinner was up.

'Cas, Gabe!' Dean yelled, bringing in their plates and putting it on the table; old fashioned like his dad, Dean wouldn't let them eat on the sofa- it was always tea at the table.

Castiel was too small to get up on the chair by himself, so Dean helped him up, smiling as he looked at his first ever meal as a two year old.

'Looks yummy' he smiled, grabbing his special red fork that Sam had brought for him. He tucked in, dropping pasta everywhere in his quest to get to his mouth.

Gabriel laughed, before proudly putting a forkful in his own mouth, showing off to Sam and Dean.

'Good boy, Gabe.' Smiled Dean.

Sam looked between them.

'What do you guys wanna do tomorrow?' he asked then angels; hopefully they wouldn't age two years a day- it would be nice to spend more time with them at each age.

'Can we go to the park?' asked Cas politely, voice timid. He was a very shy little boy, although he always had a smile on his face.

Dean grinned.

'The park it is, then.'

Hope you enjoyed that first chapter!

The nice day out to the park will be coming in the next chapter...

Thanks for reading, please don't forget to leave a review!

Luckypixi

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