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089. MICHAEL AND LUCIFER

After the whole thing with Brady, they found Cas and were able to defeat Pestilence and get his ring, and they also got Death's ring. Crowley made Bobby able to walk again and now they're finally accepting Sam's plan to let Lucifer possess him.

The group are in Detroit and are in an alleyway, the Impala trunk open with a couple of jugs full of demon blood for Sam to drink so he's able to handle Lucifer.

Bobby walks over to the Winchesters and Cas.

"Demons. At least two dozen of them. You were right. Something's up." Bobby states.

"More than something. He's here. I know it." Dean says.

"I'll see you around, kid." Bobby tells Sam.

"See ya around." Sam says, hugging Bobby.

"He gets in... you fight him tooth and nail, you understand? Keep swingin'. Don't give an inch." Bobby says.

"Yes, sir." Sam nods. Sam holds his hand out to Cas. "Take care of these guys, okay? And the girls."

"That's not possible." Cas says.

"Then humor me." Sam says.

"Oh. I was supposed to lie. Uh... sure. They'll be fine." Cas says.

"Just--just stop... talking." Sam says. He turns to Ophelia and kneels down in front of her. "Now, you-- you watch after them. Even if you have to use your powers to plant 'em to the ground." He says earning a small laugh from Ophelia.

"I'll try. They're not very good at listening to a ten year old." Ophelia comments making Sam quietly chuckle.

"No. No, they're not. Just be good, okay?" He says and Ophelia nods. She hugs Sam, hiding her face in his shoulder, holding her tears in. As they pull away, Sam places a kiss to the side of her head. "I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay." Ophelia nods. She walks over to the trunk where Dean is. Dean sends her a sad smile which is returned. He wraps his arms around her, the girl hugging him back.

Sam gently drags Libby closer to him and he cups her face, his large hands practically holding her entire head.

"Are you gonna make it back?" Libby asks. "You're gonna beat him?"

"Of course." Sam nods. "Yeah. Yeah, anything to get back to you." He smiles.

"Are you sure? You don't look sure." Libby says.

"It might take a little time, but yes." Sam tells her.

"I don't want you to go." Libby whispers, her eyes filling with tears.

"I know. I don't want to go either. But we'll be back together before you know it." Sam taps her nose.

"You're positive? Super super positive?" Libby asks.

"Super super super positive." Sam quietly says, putting his forehead against hers. A part of him hates himself for lying to her, but he can't just tell her he's possibly about to die. Even if she probably has pieced at least some of the truth together, he refuses to outright tell her he's dying.

"I love you." Sam quietly tells her.

"I love you, too." Libby whispers.

Sam softly smiles at her and kisses her forehead. He holds his own tears in, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs, wiping the tears away. He tries to memorize every single detail of her he can, just in case it is the last time.

Sam goes over to the trunk.

"You mind not watching this?" Sam asks.

Dean grabs Ophelia's hand and walks away. As he passes her, Dean grabs Libby's hand, also dragging her away.