Dean is playin' Words with mum and I'm reading a book. Sam walks in.
-Seriously? - Sam says and Dean and I both look up to him.
- What - we say at the same time.
- So I've been trying to dig up info on the British Men of Letters, keeping an eye out for cases, and you've been goofing off with a game that went out of style five years ago? And you... you're reading a book? - Sam looks to me and I nod.
- I don't think Mom's quite ready for Snapchat. - Dean says.
- You're playing against Mom? -
- Yeah. -
- The same Mom that didn't know what a cellphone was a month ago? -
- Yeah. -
- Doesn't exactly seem like a fair fight. -
With a dismayed face, Dean shows Sam his phone that mum - You were saying? -
- Huh! -Sam and I chuckle - So how she been lately? -
- She's good. You know, she... she's dealing. -
Suddenly my phone rings and I pick it up to see who's calling. It was Cas. My heart starts to beat fast as I answer.
- Hey, Cas. - I say.
- Hello Jessica. -
- Wait, I'll put you on a speaker. -
- Hey Cas. - Dean says. - You still living out an '80s buddy comedy with Crowley? -
- Unfortunately. -
- Any news on Lucifer? - Sam asks as his cellphone chims.
- Actually, yes. Look at the news. -
- One sec. - Sam clears throat asnd starts to tapp keys on his laptop. - No way. So this is from today. -
We watch the news where a reporter interviews Vince Vicente.
- We're here in front of Death Siren Records... -
- Oh, no friggin' way....with Vince Vincente. - Dean says.
- Yes, it's, uh, it's great having the band back together again. In the studio, feeling pumped. Haven't felt this fired up in ages. -
- A lot of people saying that your style of rock could never make a comeback in today's landscape. What do you say to them? -
- Go to hell. -
- Tell me that's not Lucifer. - I say.
- We don't know. - Castiel answers
- Cas, I... I thought you said Rowena got some licks in. Shouldn't he have burned through his vessel by now? - Sam asks.
- Yeah, but we don't know. We don't... - Castiel was interrupted by Crowley.
- Hello, boys and Jessica. Long time. We team up to save the world, and then bupkis. You don't call, you don't write. -
- Yeah, we don't care. - I say.
- Crowley. Lucifer. - Sam says.
- Lucifer. Think about it. Of all the extinct rock acts, Ladyheart are the most Paleolithic. A major label sponsored comeback in 2016 for those dinosaurs? It doesn't feel like a wholly natural turn of events, does it? - Crowley starts to talk.
- Maybe Lucifer found a way to heal his vessel. - Castiel says.
- Yeah, but still...I mean, what the hell? - Dean says.
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FanfictionI'm not sure what to write here. I just hope you will like the story. When I think of a better description I will write it. The story takes place in season 12.