A/N: *Lucifer voice* Hey.

Just kidding...

Anyway, I've seen enough controversy with this past season, as far as Lucifer and Mary stuck in the AU.

Lots of people wish Mary would just die, apparently the show has other ideas. I understand to an extent why people hate her so much. When she was first reintroduced to the show, I was skeptic as well. God-given gift or not. I never thought the Winchesters would trust someone who was brought back to life. Or something like that.

While Mary isn't the brightest in the box...

I'm just going to say right now, if you want to give this story a chance, awesome.

I don't know if this is going to be a full-on "Story", more like drabbles, some ideas of my own, then adding whatever is to come in the future.

If you guys came here just to flame and tell me how wrong it is to even consider this "Pairing", first of all, they're not a pairing... yet.

Seriously though, if you think this is just some story where Mary and Lucifer automatically "hook up". You're wrong. I'm going to try and keep them in character. It's just after these last couple episodes, which I will be reenacting.

I'm going to stop talking now and let you guys read for yourself.

But Mary haters, turn back now.

Anyone disgusted with the mere thought of Lucifer and Mary, turn back now (Why did you even click here in the first place?).

Without further ado,

Enjoy chapter 1!

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural!

Note: This will start out at about 13x02. You'll figure out where when you read.

Chapter 1:

Time was endless.

Their path was endless, everywhere they walked looked the same.

Mary would blandly tell him that it was useless, that they were walking in circles, but he was determined to find a way out, ever since they arrived here.

"You're tired? Really?" He said, annoyed but amused, "You know, let me tell you a couple things. First of all, we gotta blow this Taco Stand, before who knows what happens to my son. And second of all, you're the reason that we're even stuck in this, literally, God-forsaken place to begin with, so I'm sorry you're tired! It's not my fault you were born a wimpy little human, with your wimpy little lungs, and your weak little legs." Lucifer finally finished his speech.

Quite honestly, Mary had tuned him out somewhere in the middle of it.

Until he had turned back to make sure she was still following.

"... What?" She asked, completely clueless.

"You heard me. Don't say another word on this trip, okay?" Lucifer said.

'Says the one who literally just rambled for 2 minute straight.' Was what she intended to come back with, until they were interrupted.

Lucifer had heard and sensed it as quickly as she had, and they both turned their attention to a group of 5 men approaching them.

"Just what I need... Angels." He sighed in fake boredom, "Hey."

"I sense a creature that stinks of Hell." One of the angels, who looked to be the leader of the group, spoke up.

"Oh yeah. That would be her." Lucifer pointed back at Mary.

"False. Identify yourselves." He spoke up again.

Lucifer spread his arms in an exaggerated way of introduction, "I'm Lucifer."

"False." The angel repeated.

Lucifer muffled a laugh, "I'm pretty sure I'm Lucifer. You wanna tell this guy who I am?" He turned to Mary for the second opinion.

"False. Lucifer was killed by the Archangel Michael." The angel interrupted.

"What?" Lucifer was still semi-entertained by the angels' words, but also growing irritated, "This place is nuts!"

"Freeze!" The leader spoke as Lucifer began to take a step towards them.

Lucifer stopped, but wasn't affected, "Oh, what are you gonna... what, are you gonna smite me?" He asked, slight humor in his voice.

"On my command." The leader seemed to comply to his words.

"Oh for the love of..."

Mary chose to duck as soon as all 5 angels began to glow. Lucifer seemed to not be taking this seriously.

"Now!"

With a snap of Lucifer's fingers, they were nothing but evaporating smoke.

"Is he kidding? I mean, even in the land of bizarro, an angel isn't gonna try to..."

As if an answer to his words, the familiar sounds of those fireballs were shot a few feet away from them.

After the debris cleared, they focused on the location.

"Oh Come on!" Now his irritation was beginning to show.

In that moment, where the fireball had struck, a bright glow emitted.

Although almost as soon as it started, the glow dimmed, revealing a humanoid form... With wings.

The outline of the wings soon vanished with the light, and the new angel approached them.

Mary glanced over at Lucifer, who seemed just as confused and clueless as she was.

"You should be dead." The new being finally spoke when he reached them.

Lucifer was silent for a few seconds, before answering, his tone different than when he had dealt with the other angels. "Oookay. Who are you and what spaghetti western coughed you up?"

"Don't you know me? Brother?" The angel replied calmly.

"... Michael?"

'Michael?' Mary inwardly repeated in question, glancing at Lucifer.

Said Michael, resumed his approached, circling them like they were lost prey.

"You are Lucifer. I can feel it. But how is that even possible?" Michael questioned after he had made a full circle, stopping before them again.

"Um, you know, alternate universe, inter-dimensional travel... It's her fault." Lucifer motioned towards Mary once again.

Michael finally set his sights on Mary, seemingly for the first time since he'd arrived.

She scoffed, in reply to his words, 'Might as well play along.'

For the first time, she could sense Lucifer felt clearly uncomfortable around this angel.

He continued nonetheless.

"Uh, I'll buy that you're Michael, but... You sort of seem like a cheap knock-off to the one I left behind... And he's a hot mess."

Once again, covering his evident fear with humor.

"I killed my Lucifer. Tore him apart, in the skies over Abilene, and hey, can't get enough of a good thing." Michael said, moving slightly in place.

'This can't be good.' Mary thought, trying to decide whether to stay or run.

This tension was only getting thicker.

"Uh, okay, why not?" Lucifer seemed to accept the invitation, and in a blink, his fist connected with the Angel's face, making him stagger back only a little.

Mary nearly jumped back in surprise, finally taking the free offer to get out of the way.

She wasn't sure what these two angels had against each other, but it wasn't going to be pretty.

Lucifer prepared himself into a fighting stance as Michael seemed to close in on him again.

Like a lion trapping its prey.

And as any predator would do with easy prey, he seemed to let Lucifer hit first.

Lucifer was clearly giving him all he got, but Michael met his exact equal.

Finally, Michael moved in and managed to get Lucifer in an arm lock, twisting it backwards harshly until every bone was snapping like twigs.

"Hurt?!" Michael asked.

Lucifer groaned, but answered, "No, it's kinda wimpy."

Michael twisted his arm a little more, seeming to only enjoy the evident pain he was inflicting.

"What are you gonna do? Kill me?" Lucifer asked challengingly.

"Oh. Maybe not. Maybe, I need you." Michael answered.

He continued to keep Lucifer in an arm lock, twisting it again and again every so often.

Suddenly, there was a loud 'clank' as a metal bar made impact with Michael's head.

The force of impact and mere surprise made him release Lucifer, staggering backwards a couple steps, but still managed to stay on his feet.

Lucifer managed to stay standing as well, nursing his badly twisted arm, trying to fix it, whilst keeping his guard up from Michael.

Michael was more focused on Mary now, who was holding a large iron bar to something that was apparently lost on the battlefield.

A smile spread across his face, and he laughed, "Oh, is this what my alternate Lucifer is like? Letting humans pick your battles?"

"I pick my own battles." Mary spoke up, raising the bar slightly.

Lucifer extended his good arm out to stop her, "I appreciate the thought, Mary. But this is my fight."

"Oh, we'll cross paths again soon enough, brother. It seems I've been called to greater duties." Michael said, before with a flutter of wings, he was gone.

Lucifer stared at the empty scenes before him in astonishment.

"Really?!" He threw his arms up in exaggeration, but immediately regretted it, "Ow!"

"Here, let me-"

"Get away from me!" The momet he felt her hand on his arm, he sent his good one out towards her, shoving her back a good distance away, "Thanks to you, I didn't get to avenge my alternate self. Let's just get out of this wasteland."

He started walking, staggering slightly.

Mary stared after him, but complied to follow.

Now she had another fear of being alone, if she was, this Michael would no doubt be having her on his list.

They walked for another few hours.

Despite being the devil, he surely wasn't healing.

He had managed to get his arm "untwisted", but it still looked in bad shape.

After another hour, they found themselves in another dimension. This one was forestry.

Still not home, but different surroundings.

It was at that moment, Lucifer dropped himself down to the ground, leaning up against a tree, breathing heavily and sweating.

"Oh. You're tired? Really?" Mary copied his previous words, though she was as well.

"Hey! You try and have your arm twisted 56 times, see how you like it!" Lucifer complained.

Mary rolled her eyes, "I think your shoulder might be dislocated too. I can put it back in place. It might relieve some of the pain."

Lucifer stared up at her in confusion and surprise at the same time, "Why?"

Mary sighed, she couldn't believe what she was saying either, but... "You're right. If we're to survive out here. We need each other-"

"No no no no. I did not say that. I said I needed you for when we get topside. I don't need you."

Mary gave him a look, "Do you want me to fix your arm or not?"

Lucifer stared at her again in silence, before scoffing, waving his good hand dismissively. Her only sign of consent.

Mary knelt down next to him, she grabbed hold of his mangled arm, which he hissed in pain.

If not for the want to treat him, she'd nearly smile at having the ability to actually cause him pain.

Almost every bone was shattered in this arm, but she could feel that his angelic powers were trying their best to restore them.

She held his arm with one hand, while reaching around to his shoulder, feeling all the disjointed bones.

'123.' She told herself inwardly.

SNAP!

Lucifer roared out in pain, and Mary quickly stood back up, making distance from him once again.

He had lowered his head down to his knees, staying silent for a few minutes.

"Thank you."

It was silent, and barely audible, but it was as close of a gratitude as she was probably going to get.

"Now that we're out of the desert wasteland, maybe they have water around here. I'll be back." Mary announced, before turning to walk away.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't think you can just take off and-"

"I won't. I learned my lesson the first time. You just sit tight. I'm going to get some water." Mary said.

"And don't think you can just tell me what to do...!" His voice trailed after her, but was all he could say before she disappeared deeper into the trees.

A/N: So. This is the end of the first chapter. I have an idea coming for a second chapter, that I might be compelled to write and post if I get nice reviews.

I know that mostly half of this was just a reenactment of the show, but... That's where it last left off, and... It needed to be finished!

Next chapter I will be doing a shorter dialogue from the show, then continueing on with that chapter.

Once again, please leave nice reviews... or none at all. You know, whatever works. I just hope you enjoyed nonetheless.