Lucifer Chronicles

Initiative

Nowadays, Erin felt conflicted about almost everything, but she especially felt conflicted with Lucifer's plans for the end. She really wanted to find some way to contact her family, but if she did, it'd be going completely against him. She'd have to betray his trust, all his plans were made and the only way to stop him, was to hurt him. 

"Dean?" Ariel asked softly, approaching her brother, who had just finished taping up a box. "Dean, what're you doing?"

"How'd you fine me?" He asked in a deep voice without turning around.  

"Are you going to say yes to Michael? You know that won't bring Sam back. I'll just lose two brothers!" Ariel shouted. 

Dean shrugged, putting on a stone face. 

"You are not allowed to do this to me, asshole. You just can't" She swiped helplessly at the tears now streaming down her face, her voice cracking. "Don't pretend like you don't care. I-I have to stop you." She turned away as Castiel approached Dean, placing two fingers on his head, knocking him out. 

Castiel brought them back to Bobby's, much to Dean's dismay. 

"What the happened to you?" Bobby barked. 

"Reality happened. Nuclear's the only option we've got left. Michael can ice the devil, he can save Sam." Anyone could tell Dean was disappointed that he wasn't the one who could save Sam. 

"You can't give up." Bobby tried to reason. 

"You're not my father." Dean snapped. 

Bobby turned away, ignoring the pain in his heart, and finding himself unable to look Dean in the eye any longer. 

"Bullshit!" Ariel yelled, getting angry. 

Castiel walked closer to her, putting his hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her, but she only shook it off. 

Bobby went over to his desk and pulled out a gun, setting it down on his desk. He then reached in his shirt pocket, and pulled out a bullet. 

"What's that?" Dean asked, suddenly calmer than before.

"That's the round I meant to put through my skull." Bobby set the bullet down next to the gun, and powered through the deafening silence. "Every morning, I look at it. I think, "Maybe today's the day I flip the lights out." But I don't do it. I never do it. You know why? Because I promised you I wouldn't give up!"

Before anyone could answer, Castiel stumbled forward gripping his head in pain. 

"Cas?" Ariel rushed forward, holding him up. "Castiel, are you okay?" 

"No." He gasped. 

"Hey, hey." Ariel pulled him closer to his body, hoping to ease the pain. "What's wrong?" 

"Something's happening." He let himself lean mostly onto Ariel, before disappearing. 

Ariel fell to the ground, legs outstretched in front of her. Her wide eyes were searching the room for him. 

They managed to get Dean calm enough to sit still for a while. 

Bobby's words echoing continuously in their minds. Ariel was hurting for the man, but desperately hoped he didn't feel the same way with them around. 

Castiel broke though their silence, landing in the middle of the living room, a man in his arms. "Help." 

Dean helped Castiel put the man on a cot, his face becoming visible. 

"Who is that?" Bobby asked, registering the shock on both Dean and Ariel's faces. 

"That's our brother." They both gaped.