Disclaimer! I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL

Warning- Violence, Temporary Character death, and supernatural ending. Could be considered Destiel.

SPOILERS FOR 1323 (* indicates show dialogue and actions) THIS IS SORTA HOW I IMAGINED THE EPISODE TO GO.

Chapter One-

* "Really Sam? Hitching a ride? I mean, do you ever quit?" Lucifer sneered.

"Go to hell." Sam gasped as he struggled to his feet. Lucifer kicked him hard, sending him flying back.

"Been there, done that." Lucifer gripped Sam's throat, a sinister grin spread as he squeezed. And just as Sam's vision darkened, he could hear Jack.

"Let him go." Jack demanded. Lucifer's eyes lit with a fury as he tossed Sam back down and turned to Jack.

"And why should I listen to YOU?" Lucifer stalked towards the boy. Jack stepped back.

"Because I'm your son?" Jack's voice shook.

"Oh well… you had a chance with that." And Lucifer swung. His fist hitting Jack and sent him staggering back. He punched again and Jack collapsed to his knees, panting. Another swing had Jack laying on the floor. "As for kids… well I can make more of those."

Lucifer sent back a foot and kicked Jack in the ribs. The sound Jack made, jarring Sam to stand. Sam rushed at Lucifer and grabbed him, but the weakened man was an easy target for the devil. The archangel, punching Sam and tossing him back.

"Aww… daddy Sammy coming to the rescue." Lucifer sneered. Sam struggled to his feet once more, never giving in. "But your little Jackie. That sweet, loving boy that you've been hoping for… he's killed people. He's got lots of blood on his hands."

"I don't care." Sam demanded, he panted heavily. "He's family."

"Ha! What has family done for anybody, huh? My dad left me, my brothers tried to kill me, a lot… family? Blows. And I'm gonna prove it to you." Lucifer stood tall before them, his angry eyes darting to each victim.

"What? By killing Me? Go ahead." Sam growled.

"No I'm not gonna kill you. He is." Lucifer gestured to Jack, who's face was covered in blood. Lucifer pulled out the archangel blade, tossing onto the floor between them. Sam and Jack stared at each other, fear and confusion set in Jack's eyes at Sam's stony expression.

"I could, I probably should execute ya, but I really really could use my imagination…but I'm feeling generous today, so one of you is gonna walk out that door. And the other one will be laying dead, on the ground. You choose." Lucifer stated.

Sam and Jack panted and shook their heads. "No." Sam gasped.

"OR you can do that. Murder you both and all life in the universe. Remake the world in my image. Better than dad ever could. I'm thinkin' hmmmm, fire- breathing dragons, sassy- talking robots, and give humans another chance if they know their place. And worship me. Cause I've earned it." Sam couldn't help but roll his eyes some. Lucifer was just a whiny brat. "But hey, it could probably take a few days to unravel the universe. Maybe 7…10 days tops? So maybe, one of you could stop me. Maybe. Well! Let's see. Clocks ticking, guys!"

Sam and Jack stared at each other for a moment before Sam lunged for the blade.*Jack only had to glance at Sam's eyes before he felt something very wrong… Jack lunged for Sam as he swept the small sword around and pierced himself through the chest. Jack heard a horrible sound. It took him a moment to realize it was him. Jack was screaming. Sam sagged forward against Jack as a blinding white light filled his body. Blood dribbled down his chin from his mouth and nose.

"Sam! Sam… no… no please." Jack whimpered and pawed at Sam. Sam's eyes were glazing over, the blinding light leaving them. Jack choked as he felt the exact moment Sam's heart stopped.

Next to him, Lucifer clicked his tongue. "Winchesters… such suicidal, noble beings…they disgust me." Jack sobbed and cradled Sam to his chest, willing Sam to take a breath. Blood pooled against Jack.

"Rest in peace, Bunk-buddy." Lucifer cooed, with a chuckle. Then Lucifer spat on Sam's still body. "Good riddance."

Jack's tears dripped down his face as he spun, yanking the Archangel blade out of Sam's body. Father and son slammed against each other, the blade slashing into Lucifer's shoulder. Lucifer roared in rage and pushed out a fist as his son, slamming the boy head first into the alter, the Archangel blade falling with a clatter on the opposite side of the room. Jack's skull cracked hard against the wood and tile. Jack scrambled to his feet and swayed before charging at Lucifer with a shout. Lucifer batted the boy aside and punched him in the side of the head hard. Jack crumpled and stayed down, his limbs shaking. Sam's body lay still several feet to his right, and it again gave him strength to stand. Jack leapt up, his head making the room spin.

Lucifer didn't even give him a chance, with another flick of his wrist, Jack was catapulted into the floor. Lucifer sprang on top of him, pinning him down before beginning to beat him. Punch after punch made the young man cry out. He squirmed and tried to get away but to no avail. Jack went limp, tears and blood mapping there way over his face.

Just as he thought, "I am going to die", a new blinding light filled the room. Dean stood tall before the closed doors, black shadowed wings extending behind him. A glistening angel blade in one arm and the Archangel blade at his feet, blood dripping from it steadily. Dean's eyes returned to normal and Lucifer got off of Jack, sneering.

"Michael…" Lucifer snarled. But Dean didn't seem to be listening. His eyes were locked onto Sam's still form, a puddle of blood surrounded his chest and his face already turning blue. Dean swiveled his gaze to Jack, laying badly injured on the floor several feet from Sam. His eyes hardened and his face turned to stone.

"You BASTARD!" then Dean lunged, snatching up the Archangel blade.