Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

021. ALTERNATE WORLD

"Okay, let me get this straight. So... we beat the Brits, we kicked their psycho, tea-swilling asses, and instead of popping champagne and headin' to Vegas, we get Lucifer." Dean says.

The Winchesters and Nathan are all sitting in the library. Nathan has his chair as close to Ophelia's as he can get it, his arm around her shoulder and his other hand holding hers.

Since she got back, he's been super more affectionate than he usually already is. He tells her he loves her every day, refusing to let her go a single minute without knowing.

"And you're sure it's him?" Mary asks Sam.

"Yeah. That's his old vessel, too." Sam says.

"How is that possible?" Mary asks.

"Crowley, I guess." Sam shrugs.

"Great. Get rid of one asshole and here comes another." Ophelia sarcastically smiles.

"And now he's dead." Mary says, referring to Crowley.

"Well, that's what Hess said. But Crowley's a freakin' cockroach." Dean says. "I'll believe he's gone when I see the body and burn it."

"We don't need Crowley. We need Rowena. I mean, she's the one who can slam Lucifer back into the cage." Sam says.

"Great. So where is she?" Mary asks.

Sam calls Rowena, waiting for her to pick up. However, when he gets an answer, his face drops.

"What?" Dean asks, noticing his brother's expression.

Sam puts the phone on speaker.

"Oh, if you're looking for Rowena, she is presently indisposed." Lucifer's voice comes through the phone. "Which is a delicate way of saying, I stomped on her face till the white meat showed, and then set her on fire, just in case. Ah. Gingers. It was messy and... screamy, but it had to be, Sam. I'm about to be a dad. Can't raise the little nipper from a jail cell now, can I? Speaking of... you know where your little pal, Castiel is?"

"Go to Hell." Sam sneers.

"Ooh! Good one. Witty. I'll use that in the future. All right, well, I'd love to chat with ya, but, uh, why waste my time, right? It's not like you matter. I don't need to put on the old Sam suit anymore, do I?"

"You know, if you think we're just gonna let you walk--"

"Oh, hey, Dean! I know you fellas are gonna try, you know, whatever. Whatever you're gonna try. but you can't kill me. You've never been able to kill me. And with, uh, witch bitch gone, you can't put me back in the cage, so like I said... you don't matter. Okay? Buh-bye. Buh-bye." Lucifer hangs up.

"You know, Lucifer's right. We can't kill him and we can't slam his ass back in the cage." Dean says.

"Yeah. Okay. So maybe we play for time. Find Cas and Kelly, keep 'em moving. If Lucifer can't find them, he can't hurt them." Sam says.

"You think Castiel is gonna go along with that?" Mary asks.

"You think we'll give him a choice?" Dean asks.

"Oh, please, like he's gonna listen to you. The guy could kill with a hand to your head. If you try to force him to do something, I'm sure he's just gonna knock you out again and then drive your bodies somewhere until you wake up and then he'll be gone. Him and Kelly."

"You know, she isn't wrong." Ophelia agrees. "Or he'll just leave your bodies as is and him and Kelly leave."

"What about the baby?" Mary asks.