Drake was sat on a bench, still looking up at those gems in the sky- stars.

Then he heard footsteps and turned, sapphire eyes wide- but it was only Sam. 'Oh hey.' Drake said with a half smile; he was still trying to get used to him being Sam Winchester, not Lucifer.

Sam grinned, then sat down next to him, looking up too.

'Must be weird seeing so many stars.' He asked the refugee. Drake chuckled. 'You have no idea.' Sam laughed now, turning to him. 'So... how did you stay hidden in the future? Surely Lucifer could find you?'

Drake grinned, then chuckled, pulling up the sleeve of his right arm to show Lucifer the tattoo.

Lucifer blinked in surprise at it, then faked a look of curiosity.

'What is that?' He asked with a frown. Drake chuckled, pulling the sleeve back down. 'It's the sigil of Lucifer. Keeps me hidden better from angels, demons... even the big bad himself.' He smirked. 'Luci is such a dumbass idiot.'

Lucifers eyes narrowed, but then they regained their normal selves as he asked. 'Where did you find out about that sigil? How does it work?'

Drake sighed. 'It's kinda complicated...'

Lucifers eyes narrowed.

Sam awoke with a gasp, then put a hand to his head and groaned.

Then remembered- Lucifer.

He got up hurriedly, almost tripping. Then frowned at the clothes he was wearing- what the hell? White suit? He looked like a devil reject...

Speaking of devil rejects...

Sams eyes widened as he remembered the other fact. The fact Lucifer was walking around pretending to be him.

Just then, he heard his phone go off- Lucifer mut have knocked it to the side by accident as he shoved him in this shed or something. He grabbed it- Dean.

'Dean!' He almost yelled, making his brother flinch away from the phone. 'What?' He asked, frowning.

Sams eyes were wide. 'Wheres Drake?'

Dean scowled now. 'I thought you were with him?'

Sam realized. 'Dean... that wasn't me that was-!' He stopped, not able to believe it. Dean chuckled. 'Oh, was it Lucifer then?'

When Sam didn't reply, Dean realized- if Drake could go back in time... Lucifer was sure to be able to as well.

'Oh crap.' He just said, then added. 'Why? Drake?'

Sam groaned in affermation. 'But he said he wouldn't, couldn't hurt us- timelines. He locked me up around the corner, but my phone...'

Dean nodded, then said. 'Then I'm gonna kick that SOBs ass myself!'

The call ended, and Sam groaned, putting it away.

What the hell was going on-?

Drake stood up, ready to go back to the motel- talk to his father... times gone past.

Sam frowned. 'Where do you think you're going?' Drake looked around, frowning. 'What?'

Then there were footsteps, and the pair turned. It was Dean. 'Hey guys.' He grinned, sitting down beside the bastard impersonating his brother.

Hell, it really was his brother, in some godforsaken future.

Drake frowned. 'Whats wrong Dean? Ya look tense.'

Dean chuckled. 'Tense eh?' He looked at his "brother" 'Maybe Luci-Lou here should be the one who's tense.'

Drake backed away now, eyes wide.

Sam- Lucifer? frowned. 'Dean? What the hell are you doing?' Dean chuckled. 'Oh, you should have took my brothers phone away from him you stupid son of a bitch.'

Sam laughed, shaking his head. 'You're crazy!' Dean wasn't smiling now, and Drake had no jokes to tell.

Then, Sam sighed, shaking his head, then looked at the pair. 'Drake and Dean... what a pleasure.' His smile broadened at Dean. 'The last time I saw you, I went like this-' he stamped his foot hard upon the ground '-On your neck.' He smirked. 'I killed you Dean, but you already know that? Don't you?'

Deans eyes were narrowed. 'Oh grow some new balls.' Lucifer laughed. 'Oh I've missed your twisted humor...' he smirked. 'But! What a letdown this time- I can't kill you, I can't kill Sam...'

He looked at Drake, the smile growing. 'You really thought you could escape from me?'

Drake chuckled, stepping forwards. 'Oh, hello Lucifer. Long time no see eh?' Lucifer smirked. 'Drake... one of creations most flawed creations- half angel, so pure... and half human...' he chuckled again, shaking his head.

'Humans... and angels.' He scoffed. 'Who would have thought it?'

Drake laughed. 'Tell my dad before he shacked up with those two girls.'

Dean broke his silence. 'Cas... did what-?' His eyes were wide at the thought of Castiel doing such a thing.

'Enough.'

They all looked around to... see another Sam.

'Enough.' He just said again, and Dean couldn't help but snigger at Sams white suit- the devil had such bad taste in fashion. And those shoes-?

If he had been a chick, "Fashion disaster" came to mind.

Lucifer chuckled, then looked at Drake. 'You're coming back with me.'

Drake smirked. 'Try it bitch.'

With another chuckle, Lucifer raised a hand.

'Oh I think you are...'

Well, next update! Things are hotting up already! So Lucifer wants to drag Drake back to the future and/or kill him? Nice (!) Next up soon! X Nic