The Winchesters, Heaven, and Hell (Supernatural fanfic)

Chapter Forty Six - Almost

A/N -- I gave you three chapters-- WHOOPS NO I ACCIDENTLY PUBLISHED THE END. Looks like you don't have to wait. Anyway -- I got my creativity back enough to write the end. Have fun... and man, I'm tempted to make a second one. Don't get your hopes up though.

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Five minutes later, Lucifer is in Sam, smirking at his stupidity. Dean looks up at Sam/Lucifer, looking heartbroken, but hiding it the best he can. I'm just there. Watching everything play out in front of me. I know that this is most likely a trap for Lucifer, but I don't say anything; he might already know, since he's in Sammy. 

I look from Lucifer, to Dean, to Alex, then back. Lucifer looks down at Dean, "You either get out, find Michael, and say yes, or get out, and don't come back" He says. Dean looks down, then walks out of the room, not looking backwards. I look from Alex to Lucifer for a second, but I don't say anything. "Good to be back." Lucifer mutters.

"You do realise this could be trap... right?" Alex asks, beating me to it. I sigh, and turn to sit on the arm-chair properly.

"Yes. Get out." Lucifer looks at Alex, who must realise that something was off. That he wasn't wanted in any way. He turns slowly, briefly glancing at me, before walking out of the room.

Lucifer returns to sitting on the sofa, watching me carefully. Feeling self-conscious, I pull my knees up to my chest, biting down on my lip. Lucifer - continues to watch me. I suspect that he was having an inside conversation with Sammy. Or maybe just trying to get the gist of what's going on; what's happening with him. What their plans are. His eyes did have... that distant look. 

I avert my eyes, and stood up, "I don't know what you're planning to do, Lu. But.. I'll be in my room." I start to walk towards it, but he stops me; suddenly in front of me and leaning on the doorway once more. I hate when he does that...

"Aria, you're my sister. What you said to me today - it's okay." He sounds like Sammy. Not just... in looks, but in features. In attitude. And... for the first time, I notice how alike they can be. 

I nod, and motion him to get out of the way. He watches me there for a moment, before shaking his head, "I'm not moving out of the way, Arrie." He states. We stand there awkwardly for the next minute. I don't know what to do; there's nothing I CAN do. I could.. possibly, just turn and sit down on the coach. But it's getting repetitive. And after what went on with Balthazar and Crowley in the bedroom, I'm not in a rush to go in there. To be honest, I really just want to know what this plan is.

So that's what I ask; "Do you know their plan?"

At least the awkward silence wasn't existence. Lucifer looked down slightly, most likely searching for it in Sam's mind. But he shrugged, and shook his head, "They didn't tell Sammy. Clever move." He frowned, "Didn't think they were capable of that."

"Of course they are; they're the Winchesters." I mutter, before glancing at my watch. "Do you at least know when the showdown is?" He rose an eyebrow, so I elaborate. "Come on; there's always a showdown. There was the part where Sam nearly dropped into the pit with you inside him - that counts. There was-"

"Yes, I get the picture." He cut in.

"So?"

Lucifer gave me a look.. "You're not coming. You don't need to know."

"Like hell I don't! Of course I'm coming." I stare at him; there was no way I wasn't coming.

"Louise. No." He looked at me, "They won't succeed. And I don't want you to be their prime target they can use."

I continue to stare at him, before shaking my head, and side-stepping him, walking right into the bedroom.