Alright, it's been a while since my last chapter. I was entranced in another writing project. Anyway, a spoiler alert if you didn't yet see Season 11 finale.

After that awkward little moment, Chuck had to push on with his project and introduce the next contestant. No one seemed to truly understand, but he knew they would eventually. So far, there were three successful couples. Jo chose Charlie, as surprising as that turned out to be. Pamela chose Gabriel because of his stupid little tricks, but his death was noble, so he deserved it. And, Claire chose Kevin through common past that could allow the both of them to heal together.

And then there was Becky and him, planning on getting married.

Back to the key players in need of a little love.

So far, the project was a success no matter how much the participants grumbled.

Now, Becky had raised a valid point; why were angels and a demon on the game show if they weren't creatures capable of love? Well, Chuck wanted to refute that idea. Because the next contestant had history with one of these creatures and proved that maybe they are more than capable.

"Please welcome our next contestant." Chuck said, trying to sound animated, but he just didn't have the enthusiasm like he had before. What Bobby had said still lingered in his head. "She's a real knockout," Chuck said and his expression revealing that those were not his choice words. "Meg!" he quickly added and he could clearly hear a few groans from Lucifer, Crowley and the hunters.

"That whore?" Crowley asked in disgust. Castiel, who seemed stunned, turned and glared at the demon beside him. "Keep looking at me and I might feel the need to kiss you." Crowley said and Castiel turned away, glare still fixed on his face.

They all assumed it was the demon that possessed Meg Masters and took her name, but maybe it really was the human Meg Masters. God knows after all the shit she's been through, she deserved a second chance.

"Who do I owe the pleasure?" Meg asked with her usual wit.

No. It's the demon Meg.

Chuck explained everything and when he had, she made a sound that sounded like Claire's "that's nice, don't care", minus the teenage attitude.

"So, let me get this right. I pick one of these douchebags, go on a date, and live?" Meg asked and Chuck nodded his head. "What's the catch?" she asked.

"Just a second chance to find a reason to love rather than to hate." Chuck said and she made another sound like "don't care".

"How about Participant Four?" Meg asked and Chuck sighed, as if he would prefer not go through more rebellious behavior. But, like a deprived alcoholic walking into a liquor store, good and obedient behavior just isn't happening with his contestants and participants.

"You can start by asking Participant One a question." Chuck said and Meg was silent, probably grinning.

"I would, but Participant One has problems that I'd rather not touch without gloves." Meg replied. Before Chuck could dispute, she continued. "Participant Two isn't my type. There was a time we shared a father. It's just weird." She added and Chuck sighed again, rubbing his face. "Participant Three is a predictable old goat." She then added.

"I thought she was kidding, but she really is into Castiel." Lucifer said, glancing at Castiel, unsettled, if Lucifer could look unsettled. If anything, he found this to be so hilarious because it was both amusing and disturbing. "You little scoundrel. You told Sam's ex-wife that you aren't made for love and you, with a demon?" Lucifer asked, letting out a laugh.

"Lucifer." Meg said with what was probably admiration. She went from punk princess to drooling fan girl in two seconds. "Our creator." She said and Lucifer snorted. It left the angels wondering why she hadn't noticed his presence as quickly as she had Castiel's, but as Crowley speculated, she zoned-in on the only thing she wanted, like a true demon should, but it doesn't mean she isn't still a whore.

"I really like Azazel's grand plan to rescue me," Lucifer said in a condescending manner. "But you demons fell short. Probably should have warned you that mutts, no matter how you groom and train them, are, at the end of the day, just mutts." Lucifer added and his tone revealed his disregard for her admiration. If anything, it grossed him out. He had no love for demons.

If that comment graveled anyone on the same side of the small wall, it was Crowley. He averted his eyes from Lucifer, but could feel his cold stare on him. It didn't matter if Meg admired him and if Crowley despised him; demons were scum to Lucifer unless he could use them like pawns.

"Pay him no attention." Castiel said to Meg, glaring at Lucifer.

"Meg?" Chuck asked, looking at the demon.

"I want Participant Four. My Clarence. My Unicorn." She said, trying to get back her usually wit, but what Lucifer had said seemed to have stabbed through her, leaving a bleeding wound. She always believed in Lucifer. She teamed up with the Winchesters in hopes of taking down Crowley because he took Lucifer's place. Now? Lucifer made it clear he had no use for her and it wasn't just because she liked an angel that tried the whole bad boy rebel image and failed to be as infamous as the Morning Star.

The second Meg called Castiel her unicorn, Lucifer repeated it, as if still pondering the fact that a demon and an angel had a romantic involvement.

"I take it she's talking about his horn." Lucifer mumbled to himself, as if he'd rather keep this joke all to himself, but he had said it loud enough for all to hear.

"I understand that reference now." Castiel said in reply to Meg, as if he didn't hear Lucifer. However he understood Clarence the angel, he wasn't sure he liked being referred to the angel of "It's a Wonderful Life" who was desperate to show he could earn his wings. Did that imply that's what Castiel had done, everything was just to prove he was a note-worthy angel?

"So it didn't kill you to watch a movie or a read a book?" Meg asked, using that same line from when they spoke about that reference. He was always so literate, it was fun.

"The Scribe of God shared his knowledge of references." Castiel said and Meg made an odd grunt. So, he wasn't going to be as much fun with all the knowledge. Maybe he was still so literate…

"Did you wash your hands after?" she asked and Castiel's lips twitched into a half smile.

"Oh, I could have so much fun with this." Lucifer said, seeing a whole lot of possibilities for jokes at the expense of the star-crossed lovers. "Hey Castiel, tell me, did you wear protection?" he asked, laughing and Castiel shot him an icy cold glare.

"Um, Lucifer," Chuck said, as if he'd rather not put his foot down with this participant. "Can we keep this clean?" he asked and Lucifer only chuckled again.

"I bet it wasn't, right Castiel?" he asked and Dean leaned forward as much as he could.

"Keep laughing, Chuckles, you're going back in the box." He said and Lucifer only looked at him with a smug grin.

"I don't think so." He replied, the corner of his lips twitching. "Why don't you ask Castiel what he did." He added and Castiel tensed, trying to keep his eyes focused ahead.

"Cas?" Meg asked, her voice revealing a little concern.

"You all thought you got out of the cage just in the nick of time?" Lucifer asked, grinning in a sinister manner that made Dean's stomach twist.

"Cas?" Dean asked, looking at his friend. He didn't believe what Lucifer was saying, but the fact that Castiel wasn't denying it was the disconcerting part.

"He said yes. To me. To killing the Darkness. I'm the only thing that can defeat her. I did it once. Castiel knew that and put his arrogance aside, unlike you two righteous idiots." Lucifer added, twisting the knife in Dean.

"What darkness?" Meg asked, knowing she was out of the loop and irritated that no one was clueing her in.

"Cas?" Dean asked, looking for that denial, but Castiel only exhaled.

"I said yes because he is the only one capable of putting an end to Amara and I know you and Sam can defeat him again." Castiel said and Dean only stared in disbelief. Everyone remained silent, realizing that Castiel made a very bad decision that would be his death. In the back of their minds, they knew that separating Castiel and Lucifer to save one and put the other back in the cage was impossible. Their proof was Sam who had been stuck with Lucifer and Michael in that very same cage.

Someone broke through the silence and it was surprising, but what was even more so was what he would say.

"You can't." Chuck said, looking at Lucifer.

"What? Gonna tell me I can't do what I already did years before you were even thought of?" Lucifer asked him and Chuck's expression didn't change; it was soft, like his tone of voice.

"You can't defeat Amara." Chuck said, his tone becoming a little harder. "You'll be standing there with a horn in your hands, coming up short and nothing but a flash." He added and, as serious as he was, it was taken differently by the other participants. They didn't even bother to stifle their laughs; it came bursting out and by that, it was mostly Balthazar.

Sam and Dean felt slightly horrified to know that not even Lucifer, according to Chuck, could defeat Amara, but with Balthazar laughing his head off, they couldn't help it either. Chuck might not be a great writer, but, apparently, he could paint a pretty hilarious picture.

The only ones not laughing were Castiel, Gadreel and Bobby. Although Meg was not heard laughing, she was probably holding her hands tight against her mouth.

"For a washed-up alcoholic playing God, you sure are brave to doubt." Lucifer said, narrowing his eyes at Chuck with a clear threatening vibe. "Or stupid." He added, his expression becoming so cold that it seemed the temperature in the old place dropped to an icy chill. "We'll see who comes up short." He concluded with a harsh edge in this voice.

When silence fell on them, it lingered. Chuck didn't look threatened, but he didn't carry on with his game show.

"If I pick Participant Four, does Lucifer go back in the box?" Meg asked, a question surprisingly coming from her lips.

"Possibly." Chuck replied, ignoring Lucifer's cold and sharp stares.

"Then give me my Unicorn." Meg said and Chuck gave her a slight smile.

As angry as Dean felt towards Castiel and his stupid decision, if there was a way to reverse what he had done, he welcomed it. If that meant being with the demon Meg, than it was better than being stuck with Lucifer, where the best chance to free him was probably to kill him. And Dean wasn't sure he could do that.

"Congratulations, Meg and Castiel. You've won a date to a special screening of 'It's a Wonderful Life' with commentary from the director." He said and before Meg could protest, because it sounded like she was about to, Chuck clapped his hands and both vanished.

Did Castiel really have a chance to escape the horrible decision he had made? They hoped so. There was no way Lucifer could be allowed out of the cage. Chuck was going to stuff him back in, right?

Right?

Chuck continued on with the show, while Balthazar still giggled over the idea of Lucifer standing with a horn in his hand, a little flash going off and a stupid look on his face. That should be a bumper sticker.

Alright, so I thought the season finale was pretty awesome. I'm happy that Chuck and Amara could reconcile and I'm thrilled to see Mary back! And Sam… well, I'm not worried. I know, I'm a horrible fan to not be worried! But, how many times have the writers thrown in a Winchester death as a season finale? And do they stay dead?

So, not worried. I just don't like that British woman and the whole old dudes upstairs in the Men of Letters. They know everything and didn't help? And where the heck did Lucifer go? Back in the cage? Why didn't we see Adam at all? I'm still hoping on springing him out of there, but the writers have probably long forgotten him…

Can't wait till Season 12!