Supernatural High [Destiel and Sabriel High School AU]

Chapter 44

Yay, a new chapter! You know, one of my favorite things about writing this fic, is Luci's deep thoughts and musings... Hope you enjoy! <3

Lucifer, Cas, Dean, Crowley, and Michaela headed back to Bobby's house, leaving Alastair to finish up with the demon. The devil hung back and allowed Cas and Dean to go on ahead. He watched the way Cas wrapped his arm around Dean's waist, guiding the exhausted human into the house. Always the dutiful little guardian, Lucifer thought as he observed them. Dean leaned against Cas slightly, needing the support but not willing to admit so out loud.

For a moment, just a moment, Lucifer wished that he could have something like that—a relationship that was so honest and trusted that he could show his weak side to them and have them understand. He wouldn't have to ask for help, it would just be there. Maybe... Lucifer stopped himself, shaking his head. No... that's not me. That's not what I am. I'm Lucifer, dammit. The Prince of Darkness, the King of Rotten. I need to fucking act like it.

His eyes drifted over and landed on Michaela. The vampire was very quiet, hardly ever saying a word, to him or anyone else for that matter. Lucifer enjoyed her presence, nonetheless. She was somewhat insane, which only made him like her even more. She wasn't pestering or suffocating like Meg had been. She was pleasant company, and Lucifer found himself growing more and more fond of her. He didn't even mind that she was pretty much his new, self-proclaimed girlfriend. He'd take her over Meg any day.

As the rest of the group ventured into the house, Lucifer remained outside. He studied the Singer residence, only half-interested. He knew it was well-warded against demons, but it was still a human dwelling. There were imperfections that he knew Lilith could manage to work through. Now with Meg almost certainly on Lilith's side and perhaps that other demon as well, things were getting more and more dangerous, for Lucifer in particular. Lilith was a powerful demon and a woman scorned. She had her mind set on coming after Lucifer and Crowley before her plan was complete. Meg was also ruthless and was certain to pay him a visit as well. He had to be ready.

"Are you gonna head inside?" Michaela's soft voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He glanced toward her. The vampire was leaning against the side of the house, near the door, waiting for him. Her curly, dirty blond hair framed her face and shined almost gold in the porch lights. Twilight was quickly approaching as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Lucifer shrugged in response to her question, smirking to himself. Here I am, at twilight with a vampire. Maybe that Meyer chick should have written a book about the Devil falling in love with a vampire... Surely that would have been more entertaining. "In a bit," he told her. He heaved a sigh, kicking a rock out into the junkyard. Lucifer turned his back to Michaela and looked up at the stars. He found it silly how humans always imagined Heaven was in the sky. Heaven did not lie in Earth's mortal plane. It existed separate and isolated, as did Hell. Of course, there were portals on Earth to both places, but they were not stairways to Heaven or highways to Hell. As he saw the stars begin to come out with the darkening autumn sky, Lucifer began to realize why humans always imagined Heaven in the sky. There was scarcely anything more beautiful than the stars, or large, puffy white clouds on a nice day. Lucifer never hated Earth. If anything, he loved it. He loved nature. He loved it because it was God's purest creation. Why did everyone assume that he wanted to destroy it? Humans were the ones who kill the earth, not the Devil.

"Is there something on your mind?" It was Michaela again. This time, she was beside him. If anyone else had persisted to ask him questions like this, he would have snapped at them. However, Lucifer couldn't find it to be irritated with her.