Disclaimer: No, I do not own them. Sam and Dean and respected characters and ideas belong to Supernatural.

A/N: So basically, this is Swan Song the way I would have wanted it to end. I have no problem with how they did it on TV, cause at least they left room for another season and more awesomeness. But this has been nagging at me to be written down, and it's short, so I knew I could do it in one night.

Carry in my wayward son

there'll be peace when you are done

lay your weary head to rest

don't you cry no more

…...

"Yes."

There was a blinding light as Lucifer's currents vessel broke apart and engulfed the brothers. When the light died down, Dean opened his eyes. Lucifer was gone, and Sam was on the ground. Adrenaline immediately kicked in, and Dean knew he had to act fast. He drew the rings from his pocket, and searched for a place to place them. He lightly threw them against the nearest wall, and wasn't at all surprised when they stuck to the old-plastered surface. He held his hand out and chanted the words he had memorized from Castiel.

"Bevo tamo en, tabege sa baba lo ed."

The wall opened up to a gaping hole. The air and any loose object on the floor and in the room was sucked into it's endless void. Dean rushed over to Sam, who was awake and struggling to get up. He called his brothers name, kneeling down beside him and putting a hand on his shoulder. Sam's face contorted in pain and he groaned. Reaching out to his brother, he said, "I can feel him!" Sam moaned again, this time the pain more eminent in his voice.

Dean grabbed Sam under the arm and tried to pull him to his feet.

"You got to go now." Dean ordered. "Come on!"

He hefted Sam to his feet. "Got to go now, Sammy." Dean stared hard at his brother. When Sam hesitated, Dean repeated the last order. "Now!"

Sam stumbled forward towards the whole, but stopped when he was mere feet from the darkness. Dean watched his brother, mixed emotions swirling around in his gut. But as he watched, his brothers shoulders stopped heaving, and he stood up straight. When Sam turned around, his face had a cruel smile playing on his lips. Sam...if he was still in there...gave a pardoning frown and clasped his hands together in front of him.

"I was just messing with you." His voice had changed as well. Dean stared at the man in front of him as if he was a stranger that had dumped a bucket of water on him. "Sammy's long gone."

Lucifer turned back to the opening to his cage and glared at it.

"Ka hee dera, bevo tamo en."

Dean winced at the sharp sound of the hole closing. The devil reached forward and plucked the rings from the wall. He turned around and walked forward, examining the key to his hated cage. Then he looked up and gave Dean a pitying look. Dean glared back.

"I told you." Lucifer said softly. "This would always happen in Detroit."

Dean didn't say anything, his face betraying his emotions. The devil disappeared and Dean walked forward slowly.

No...

Dean turned a full circle, bringing his hands over his head. His eyes became shiny as his emotions started to take him over.

What have I done?

A/N: Yeah, so the first couple of chapters I wrote off of what really happened in Swan Song. My part starts coming in when Dean drives off to the cemetery. I don't know what chapter that is now, so hang tight. In the mean time, read, review, and enjoy!