Title: We All Fall Down

TV Show: Supernatural

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Chapter 3

They all passed out, and were in a house somewhere. They could feel the warmth of a fire, and hear it crackling in the fireplace. As Dean came to, he could hear two familiar voices talking.

"Dammit, Luci, that wasn't fun!" it sounded like Sam.

"He's getting better, Sammy. He's going all-out, and he's slowly getting supporters. He must be going all, 'Jesus loves you' on their asses."

"Don't start talking crap about Jesus."

"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Believer. I'm just sayin' that Mike is the epitome of evil, and he's using Jesus' name. While I'm not happy that Dad favors Jesus over me now, I know that Jesus would smite my brother if he saw how he was using his and Dad's names."

"Wow… didn't expect that."

"You learn something new every day."

Dean's vision slowly started coming into focus. He was able to make out the figures that were talking in the room.

"Can't believe Castiel's alive, though."

"I'm glad he is! You should apologize to him."

"For what, Sam?"

"For exploding him, maybe?" Sam said sarcastically.

"He threw holy fire at my big brother! Nobody dicks with Michael but me."

"And me."

"Yes, and you, but that's not the point."

"Come on, Luci. In year five, you finally admitted that you were glad that we had the chance to make our own world together down here rather than have the apocalypse on Earth where we could never get to know one another personally."

"I know that, but man… Mike's getting really awful. And Dad chose that over me? His plan's have never been wrong, but the things he chooses to have happen are beyond me…"

Dean could plainly see them now.

'Right…' Dean thought. 'One Earth month is ten Hell years. It's been a long time for Sammy.'

"So, if the world above is being sucked into the cage, why can't we just fly out of here again?" the brunette asked.

"We've searched every nook and cranny of the cage—I think?—and he still can't find our way out." The blonde answered.

"It's growing… the cage is."

"Yeah. It is. I knew this place by heart. I knew where everything was, and now it's a huge mess, full of humans, and my vessel's here with me, and my big brother wants my head on a pike…" listening to Lucifer talk, Dean held back the urge to sarcastically say, 'Good times.'

"Still, my brother, Bobby, and Cas were dumb enough to get sucked in."

"Ugh… this won't be fun. All they're gonna do is judge, judge, judge away…"

"You don't know that." Sam said. The archangel gave him a look, and Dean's little brother sighed. "Yeah, you're probably right. Ad they're gonna be confused as Hell when they come to."

"No offense, but I don't trust Dean. If you mirror me, he mirrors Michael. That worries me."

"Don't worry, Luci. I'll keep a sharp eye on him."

"You can't. Not all the time. When we're mid battle, how're we supposed to—" Lucifer stopped talking when he and Sam heard Bobby groan and sit up. Soon after, Castiel acted similarly. Sam walked over to him.

"Dean, I'm guessing you're awake, too, so stop laying there pretending you're not." The taller boy said. Dean opened his eyes and looked up at the younger boy. He couldn't help but smile. While he was concerned about their current situation, he was glad to see that Sam was in one piece after all.

"Bitch." Sam smiled back at him. Before helping him up, Sam replied,

"Jerk."

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Yeah! Updates, motherfucker! WOO! Okay, so how'd you like it? I enjoyed writing this chapter. It turned out well. Don't worry, I'll explain chapter 2 soon enough. Sam's running and then they're passed out? It'll all be explained. Don't you fret.