The Good Life (Book 11, The Life Series, Supernatural)

All Along the Watchtower

Sam, Dean, Mary, Amara, Brandon and I were at the library of the bunker after cleaning up from the fight, talking about how a British Woman of Letters named Dr. Hess had told Sam that Lucifer was back, and it was because of Crowley, and that Crowley was dead, while we were also getting used to the fact that Amara and Aiden were now linked and because of the full effects of the Mark of Cain on them while I had been pregnant with them while carrying the Mark meant that they did in fact have powers now that they had a near death experience and survived. Aiden would soon be Amara's age because they were supposed to be twins.

It was a few days later when Aiden was getting older and older by the day, nearly Amara's aide.

"Okay, let me just get this straight," Amara told us. "So, we beat the Brits, we kicked their psycho, tea-swilling asses, we saved Grandma Mary with the help of Brandon, we find out that Aiden and I are linked and we get powers when he is almost my age, and instead of popping champagne and heading to Vegas, we get Lucifer."

Mary was looking at a picture of Lucifer leaving Crowley's insane asylum. "And you're sure it's him?"

"Yeah," Dean answered. "That's his old vessel, too."

"How is that possible?" Mary asked.

"Crowley, I guess," Dean answered.

"And now he's dead?" Aiden asked.

"Well, that's what Hess said," I told them. "But Crowley's a freaking cockroach. I'll believe he's gone when I see the body for myself and burn it."

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

"Great," Brandon told us. "So where is she?"

Sam called Rowena, but he looked worried by the voice on the other line, turning to us.

"What?" Aiden asked.

Sam put the phone on speaker, for us to hear Lucifer's voice on the other line.

"Oh, if you're looking for Rowena, she is presently indisposed. 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 done, 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 told him.

"Ooh! Good one. Witty. I'll use that in the future. All right, well, I'd love to chat with you, 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?"

I shook my head. "You know, if you think we're just gonna let you walk--"

"Oh, hey, Ness!  Are Aiden and Amara linked yet? Did Aiden get to Amara's age? Do they have their powers? I knew this was gonna happen, and I told Crowley all about it, and I knew he was gonna tell the Brits who would tell you. I know you guys 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 hung up, leaving us to worry about what we were gonna do.

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