You watched in horror has Lucifer slammed his fist into Sam’s face. A sick tightening in y

You watched in horror has Lucifer slammed his fist into Sam’s face. A sick tightening in your gut.Your knowledge of Sam’s night terrors, his hallucinations, the dark time he said he didn’t love anything or anyone. The time you had listened, his confessions never easy but you were family. You knew the last place he ever wanted to be was in The Cage.With him.The wards had failed and the doors were wide open. There He stood, in his original human vessel staring down at you. Sam was bleeding, half alive inside and Dean stood infront of you protectively. “Oh myyy…” Lucifer drawled, “Two against one. How ru-” Your hand shot out, as you burned away a sliver of your soul. Your magic catching the ArchAngel off guard. You pulled him away, following up your spell with your body, tumbling limb to limb in the dusty, ashen ground of hell. You caught a glimpse of Dean. You screamed internally at him.Go!After a second of looking at you, he was sprinting to the cage to save Sam. Good. You thought as you felt a hand slide over your neck.“That, won’t happen twice.” He crooned in condescension. You only glared at him as he tossed the knife from you hand. Shooting a look back towards the Cage. Seeing Sam carried out by Dean. “If I can’t keep Sam, then I’ll just keep you.” -- source link
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