Title: Ground Rules
Genre: Angst
Characters: Sam, Dean, Chuck, Lucifer
Notes: Sooo yeah. A little tag to the last episode, because as much as Sam is able to forgive and move on, I think he would have been unhappy with the situation.
"So, I think we should lay down some ground rules."
Sam exhaled, and glanced around the room at the other four occupants. The aroma in the air was electrifying after Chuck had restored Cas' vessel and proclaimed that he was 'still the same'. Every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire; he was on edge and ready to jump out of his own body. Things were so unhinged, after almost getting annihilated by Amara. He felt splintered, and every eye in the room was drawn to him.
He clenched his jaw and tried to relax, which was virtually impossible given who he was near. Glancing at (Cas) Lucifer, he pointed a finger.
"For one thing, you can stay the hell away from me. Unless it involves the plan of taking down your psycho aunt who almost just killed us."
Lucifer grinned, and it was strange to see it on Cas' usually stoic face.
"Well, well Sammy, what happened to being my hero?"
The younger Winchester frowned, eyes narrowing in anger.
"Considering I wanted to rip my skin off the whole time I was dragging you to the car, I can't say I was a willing hero."
"Aww and I finally thought you were warming up to me."
Sam let out a choked off sound into the tense air. "Oh yes, I'm going to warm up to the dick that tortured me for over a millennia and made me lose my mind. Twice. Jesus."
He motioned to Chuck in slight guilt, "Sorry."
Before the Creator could respond, Dean startled them with an anger filled "What?"
Sam sighed and swiped a hand over his face.
"It's not important now Dean, I just want him to stay the hell away from me."
"You told me it was only a hundred years! Sam – what, why didn't you tell me?"
Sam grit his teeth, "Not now Dean."
Ignoring Dean's protesting he directed his words at Lucifer once more.
"Oh and when we evict you from Cas' vessel, don't come hounding me. Because my vessel services are over, and you won't be able to bring me back this time."
His brother and Donatello looked at him in confusion as (God) Chuck pointed his gaze to the ground and Lucifer narrowed his eyes.
"Touché."
Sam took a deep breath and motioned towards the newly appointed prophet.
"Do you want us to walk you to get a cab?"
He seemed a little stunned. "A-alright."
Sam nodded and guided him towards the stairs and they made their way to the exit.
"What...just happened?" Dean uttered before following his brother and Donatello up the stairs.
The bunker was quiet after the brothers and their companion left, until Chuck broke the silence.
"So. You want some Chinese?"