Sam was naked in the universe's worst ever sand storm. Every particle of his soul was flayed and shredded. Decimated. And yet he was still linked to Lucifer, still had that cursed awareness.
She came to him. Blonde hair flying in the wind. Touched his face. Whispered gently.
"Take off the ring Sammy."
"...I can't."
"You have to."
"...Why?"
"So you can leave."
"...don't...understand..."
"Death has come to claim your soul. But he can't do it whilst you are still holding on to me."
"...Death?"
"Let go Sam. Let me go."
"...How?"
"Focus."
"...can't."
"You can. Confession time Sam. I gave you the power to control your own destiny as soon as you arrived in the Cage. I just never told you about it 'cause it was too much fun watching you lurch from one self-inflicted hell to another."
"...NO!"
"It's true. Everything that's happened down here – you chose it. You really hate yourself Sam. Way more than I hate you."
"...no..."
"Take off the ring Sam."
"...Adam?"
"Not happening. Now do as you're damn well told, you stubborn fuck. I'm telling you to take it off. Go be with your brother."
"...why...let...me...go?"
"...we had a deal about your soul, remember? Not beyond where it can't ever be repaired. That deal just saved your life."
Lucy faded. Male Lucifer replaced her. His smile was different than hers.
"Aaaand, cause I know I will be seeing you again. Party aint over till it's over Sammy. Take the fucking ring off. NOW!"
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Every rose has its thorn
FanfictionOf all the things that Sam Winchester anticipated as he fell into the Cage, it certainly wasn’t this. Before Sam fully awoke he could hear the sounds of birds singing, the gentle trilling of starlings calling to each other. He breathed deeply and sm...
