Prince of Darkness (Supernatural/The Originals crossover)

Parent trap (Lucifer ending)

Its been over a month since I had broken up with Lucifer. And a month ever since My brothers and I had come back home to the bunker. Michael had tagged along with us, considering the fact that he doesn't think he has a place in heaven anymore. So, he had spent the majority of the time in the bunker, watching kids shows and cartoons.

As for me, I had kept myself busy and tried not to think of Lucifer. I had gone out on hunting trips day and night, with hardly any sleep,  just so I won't have him in my mind. So I won't dream of him.

I was heading towards the door to join my brothers on a strange case about a museum that specifically  comes to life at night. We think its due to an Egyptian cursed object.

Sam and Dean slide in front of me and block the doorway. "No way you are joining us, you gotta set this one out." My oldest brother firmly says.

I turn to Sam, hoping he could side with me. "Sam? Please tell Dean to let me join you guys."

"I'm sorry Lauren, but I have to agree with Dean. You need to take some rest, relax, and we could talk about you know who and your feelings whenever you're ready."

"Guys I'm completely fine."

"oh yeah? Then why have you done nothing but go out hunting for like a month? Or why do you have bags under your eyes that indicates that you haven't gotten much sleep? Or how about all those times you've gotten drunk with Michael and did nothing but cry about some guy that aren't worth your tears."

"yeah, and not to mention whenever your son comes to visit, all he does is put you to sleep to keep you from crying and tries his best to take care of you."

"but.. This isn't fair guys I'm fine and in coming whether you like it or not." I begin to protest.

"No you're not, mom." I turn around at the familiar voice and see Nathan.

"Oh great, he's here." Dean rolls his eyes in annoyance.

"Common Dean, our nephew isn't so bad.. and at least he is agreeing with us." Sam tells him.

I take a few steps closer to Nathan, planting my hand on his cheek.  He looks so much like him.. Like his father. My vision begins to blur once again as I see his resemblance within our son. Nathan embraces me as I wet his shirt with my tears.

Now that I think about it, this is what I always been doing every time I see Nathan.

Maybe my brothers are right, I am not mentally stable. I've  been feeling like this and tried to avoid my thoughts for a certain reason.

I turn back to Sam and Dean, only to have them gone. They must have snuck out while I was distracted by my own thoughts. I wpie my tears and look back at Nathan.

"Forgive me mother for what I'm about to do ." I hear Nathan softly whisper. "but this is for your own good and his.."

I give my son a perplexed expression. What is he talking about? Why does he need to say sorry for? And what does he mean by my own good and his?

Before I could ask him the questions that were in my mind, he touches my forehead with two of his fingers , and collapsed as I started to lose my conscious.

I woke up to a familiar surrounding. It was my room from hell! Did my son just kidnapped me and brought me to hell? I wondered, unsure what was going on. As I slide my legs to the side of the bed, I noticed that I wasn't wearing my clothes from earlier.  Instead. I saw my feet covered in silver heels and a beautiful  red evening gown.