Free to Be You and Me - A Supernatural Lucifer x Reader Story

Chapter 7 - I'm Sorry

~~Warning: Sad scenes, death~~

You left the bunker.

You didn't want to deal with them.

Especially Dean.

That was a few months ago though.

You went out and hunted now.

That was it, you were a hunter, spilling out all of your rage into killing monsters.

This time you were on a case in Kasson, Minnesota. It was confusing. All of the deaths were of female virgins. So it could be gods, dragons, or even demons. 

You had just found a report that there was traces of sulfur at the scene.

Demons.

You had worked out a map of the killings and put lines crossing to where each one had happened. It looked like a pentagram, but without that one last point at the top. That was where the next killing was going to be. 

You were sure of it.

You arrived at the scene, it was just a regular house, but of course that didn't mean anything.

You knocked on the door and shouted, "Hello, anybody home?"

No answer.

Fortunately the door was unlocked, so you slipped into the house.

You walked into the living room, your angel blade ready.

And there was a man, dressed in a fancy black suit.

He flicked his eyes black.

"Demon," you hissed.

The demon simply smirked and said, "Lucifer will see you now." and suddenly you felt a woosh of tiredness engulf you and everything went black.

You woke up.

You actually felt quite well rested, you hadn't been able to get much sleep for the past few months. 

You were in a nice bed with silk sheets, the sheets were red, and the top covers a charcoal black. 

The room had everything you could dream of.

A big 80 inch television, a desk with a wide curved-screen desktop, books lining a whole wall.

There was even a mini fridge.

You were dazed for a minute, but snapped out of your confusion as you slipped out of the bed.

You weren't dressed in your regular clothes, you had on your black and white exercise pants with one of your favorite t-shirts with Darth Vader that said "Give yourself to the dark side."

"I thought you'd like it," a voice said from right next to you.

You turned to see him.

Lucifer.

At first you were very happy to see him, but then you remembered, and a wave of anger rushed over you.

"HoW dArE yOu!"you screeched, "You leave me on that forest floor and leave me a sobbing mess for months, MONTHS, and you expect me to just come rushing back into your arms and act like nothing ever happened?"

He stood there for a minute, and then finally said, "I had to, in order to protect you. The angels were on my ass and I couldn't risk you getting hurt. Though I may still be weak, I couldn't help myself but to come to you, I really am sorry, Y/N"

You looked into his eyes, to try to find a hint that he was lying, but all you could find in his eyes were sincerity and apology.

You let yourself go and started crying, and he wrapped you in a hug. You stood there for a minute, embracing each other.

"I love you Y/N," he told you.

"I love you too, Luci," you laughed, and then planted a kiss on his lips.

And then it happened.

You felt a sharp pain protrude into your back.

You looked down to see an angel blade jutting out of your stomach, and you saw it slide out.

It hurt.

And when you say it hurt, it HURT.

You fell to the ground, still clutching onto Lucifer.

"No, n-no, NO!" he yelled.

You looked up and saw Adam.

No, it wasn't Adam, he was just a vessel now. It was Michael.

~~Lucifer's P.O.V.~~

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS BROTHER?" Lucifer roared at Michael.

Michael stood there, a bland look on his face as he started wiping the blood off of his angel blade.

"Brother, you do know the rules, a human and angel cannot be romantically involved, even you, Lucifer. Luckily you are weak, and once she dies, if you did love her, you will know a great pain, maybe even equal to your fall. And it will be insurance that you will never do this again," Michael told Lucifer in a condescending tone.

Lucifer gently laid Y/N down, he had blood-lust in his eyes, even if Michael was his bother, he would pay.

Lucifer heard Y/N groan as she frantically tried to stop the bleeding that Lucifer could not heal. He wasn't powerful enough, and plus he could sense Michael had cursed his blade, he saw tiny runes on it as Michael had wiped the blood off.

Lucifer lunged at Michael, pulling his angel blade out of his sleeve–but it was too late, Michael had already flown off somewhere else.

Lucifer tumbled onto the floor, the angel blade clattering beside him. He immediately scrambled up and ran over to Y/N. She had lost so much blood already, she was dying. He didn't want to accept this. No, he should be able to stop this! He shouldn't be so weak.

Y/N looked up to Lucifer and whispered, "Luci,"

"Yes Y/N?" Lucifer croaked.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For being mad at you, I know that you were weak and I-"

"Shh, it's okay," Lucifer said as he held Y/n close. He could feel her breathing getting lighter and her pulse fading.

"Lucifer?" Y/N asked again.

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too Y/N, I promise I will get you back, I will revive you. I will not stop until you are back," Lucifer assured Y/N.

"Just don't forget to change your underwear."

"Y/N! Seriously those could be your last words!"

Silence.

"Y/N?"

No response. He couldn't feel a pulse, her breathing stopped. No. NO. 

Lucifer started sobbing. This was only the second time he had every shed any tears, the last was when he had been betrayed by God. 

He would get her back.

He promised.