Fallen- Castiel Fanfiction

47- Rock & Roll

Madison's POV

It's been weeks since I've seen Sam, Dean, and my mother. I've been stuck with Crowley, and I'm seconds away from just shoving an angel blade through me, but Castiel has been the one to calm me down. Besides, we finally found something.

Lucifer is in Vince Vincente.

We let the others know, and now we're meeting them up in LA to hunt the dark prince down.

We met in the lobby of where Lucifer was staying, and I gave a quick hug to the two of them. I gave Dean and Sam a puzzled look.

"Where's-" I started but Dean already knew what I was asking.

"She needed space to get used to this new world," Dean stated and I looked at Sam to see him look at the ground. I get it. I mean he must feel abandoned again, and I'm sure she didn't intend on that.

We all sat down in the lobby and discussed the plan, and I sat on Castiels lap.

Finally, Crowley got the key to Lucifers room, and when we all entered, everything looked normal, except for a few stacks of books about rock and roll.

"It's like he's studying to become a rock star," Sam commented.

Then we heard that one of Vince's close fans cut his name into her chest, and is now in the hospital. We headed out the door when I stopped.

"Madison, you coming?" Sam asked. I shook my head.

"No, you guys go on ahead. I'm gonna try and find out where he's playing tonight," I assured them. They just nodded and walked off.

I sighed, and headed outside the hotel, when I was pushed against the wall by some guy.

"Lucifer has a message for you," he growled as his eyes turned black. "If you come, you come alone. Or all three of them will die with the snap of his fingers," he threatened handing me a note before I stabbed him in the gut with the demon knife. I ran away and turned the corner into an alley before opening the note.

It was an address to the venue.
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"I don't care if he says you have to go alone, we're coming with you," Dean yelled at me over the phone. I sighed in annoyance as I strapped on my right heel.

"Dean, I can't risk getting you guys hurt, except maybe Crowley, but I will not have your blood on my hands and that's final!" I said and hung up the phone. It was an hour before his performance and I snapped my fingers and appeared in his dressing room.

"Madison, come to wish me luck on my performance?" I turned around to see Lucifer grinning at me. I scoffed.

"Vince Vincente? Seriously Lucifer?"

"Trying out new looks," he shrugged. I rolled my eyes.

"And to think I thought you'd actually change," I tore my eyes away from him and stared at the ground. "I thought you and God made up? I don't think he would approve of this"

"Yeah, well dad came and tried to make up, but what's the very next thing he does?! Abandons me, again!" Lucifer yells and I looked at him to see the pain in his eyes.

I walked closer to him, resting a hand on his chest. I looked up into his eyes, and could see the hope lingering through them.

"Throwing a tantrum isn't going to solve any of your abandonment issues, dear," I said sarcastically with a smirk. He frowned and threw me against the wall, holding me by my throat.

"I should kill you right now," he sneered. I just laughed hysterically at him.

"Lucifer, I think we both know if you were going to do that, you would've done it by now," I smirked. He growled and suddenly everything went black.
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