Chapter 9: Praying is a sign of faith

For the next month they had no news from the Leviathans or Lucifer. They kept hunting other things, and Castiel went with them. Castiel had no other place he'd rather be and the Winchesters didn't mind. They could use some help occasionally, although Castiel's powers was slowly starting to fade.

One night Sam had a weird dream. It started with a dark night, as dark as it was outside the motel room. Then he saw a house, a house he didn't recognize. He didn't know why but it was giving him creeps, like something was wrong. Suddenly, he was inside the house; the walls were covered with sigils, some he recognized, some he didn't, but the red sigils were all over the house. The house had furniture but somehow he knew no one was living in there. Then, in a bedroom, he saw a human shape, partially illuminated by the weak moonlight. When it turned around, Sam saw it was Lucifer. He had his clothes covered with the dark substance from the leviathans. Lucifer looked like he was waiting for something to happen; he seemed worried and anxious. It was in that moment Sam was sure something was wrong; Lucifer was always calm…

Sam woke up with an ecstasy of bad feelings. He sat on the bed and noticed he was cold. He passed a hand trough his hair as he took a deep breath. Remembering what he had just seen, questions came to him. Like, what did it mean? Because it hadn't been only a dream, it was more vivid like… like a vision. The visions he used to have normally gave him headaches, unlike this one. But still, Sam was almost certain it was a vision, and it seemed like Lucifer was in trouble…

But Lucifer was the most powerful angel and one of the most powerful creatures he had met, Lucifer could take care of whatever was after him. Yes, Sam believed in that, he had to, because he didn't know if what he had seen had already happened, if it was happening in that moment or if it was still going to happen. Hell, maybe he had got it all wrong and maybe it had been simply a dream. Sam didn't know what to think anymore…

He told himself it was a dream, because that was what he wanted to believe, and he believed in it for the next days. After a week, he still hadn't had any news from Lucifer. Sam wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but people use to say that bad news traveled fast…

Sam couldn't get those images out of his head, but more than that, he couldn't forget what he felt. For another week Dean found Sam oddly distant. He tried to talk about it but Sam didn't tell him anything.

A couple of days later Sam had a similar dream; he saw the same house, the sigils, Lucifer in the bedroom… but there was something different. Lucifer was sat on the floor, screaming. He was in pain, although Sam couldn't see any physical wound. Then the lights in the room flipped and he saw Lucifer's wings that filling the room. Lucifer's body started glowing; Sam would have found it beautiful if Lucifer didn't have such hurt and desperate look on his face. Sam could see it so clearly that, for a moment, he was feeling Lucifer's pain as his own, and it was truly overwhelming.

Sam woke up startled. He was breathing hard and his heart was beating so fast that almost seemed like it was coming out of his chest. The pain he felt during the dream turned into fear. Lucifer was hurt… Who could've done that? Who was powerful enough to hurt the devil? Sam still wasn't sure if it had been a dream or a vision, but he didn't care. He needed to know if it was real, if Lucifer was hurt.

Sam sat with his legs out of the bed. "Lucifer…" He called in a low voice, almost a whisper. "…come." He wasn't sure of what to say. "Please…" He said as a shiver passed through his sweaty body.

Sam waited and waited, but Lucifer didn't appear. He got up and went to the kitchen to grab a cool beer, quietly not to wake Castiel who was sleeping on the couch. Since Castiel's powers started fading, he started sleeping to recharge his energies. Sam didn't know if he was actually sleeping or just resting; if he was awake, Castiel didn't say anything.

When he calmed down a bit, he returned to bed. He couldn't sleep but he stayed there anyway. Not much time later the sun started rising, Dean and Castiel got up while Sam pretended to be sleeping. He only got up when his brother and Castiel got out for breakfast.

"Sorry about the delay. I got traffic." Lucifer appeared in Sam's bedroom. "Did you-" Before he could finish the question Sam, with an impulse, grabbed Lucifer by the shirt and kissed him. It was a bit hard and unexpected for Lucifer but it was still pleasant. Seconds later Sam pulled back.

"I was going to ask if you missed me, but I guess I already have my answer." Lucifer said, looking at Sam who was still with a serious face. "What happened?" Lucifer's tone changed to slightly concerned.

"Nothing…" Sam stepped back. "apparently." He turned his back on Lucifer.

Lucifer popped in front of Sam. "Sammy, I know you're lying to me." Lucifer put a hand on Sam's chest. "So, you tell me what's going on or I'll get in your head and find out myself."

Sam took a moment, considering. "It was just a dream." Sam came to that conclusion.

"A dream? I like your dreams." Lucifer stared into Sam's eyes. He knew Lucifer was reading his mind, but he didn't bother. It was easier if Lucifer just saw it instead of telling him. Sam knew when he stopped reading his mind because Lucifer blinked, but he still had the same serious face. "Were you worried about me?" He wasn't able to hide his joy.

"Yeah. I was worried." Sam admitted a bit angry. "Apparently for no reason."

Lucifer chuckled. "You're adorable, Sammy." He said with a smile. Sam felt stupid for getting so worried for no reason. "No, you're not stupid. After all, you were able to see what happened last night."

"You mean that that really happened?" Sam asked surprised.

"Exactly as you saw it."

Sam looked confused. "So… what happened exactly?"

Lucifer took a moment to answer. Perhaps he was looking for the best way to tell. "Just… wait here. I'll be right back." And he disappeared, letting Sam even more confused.

Not a minute later Lucifer reappeared, but he didn't come alone, he had something wrapped in a white blanket. When Sam approached him he saw Lucifer was holding a baby in his arms. He looked at Lucifer, then back to the baby. "Who is he?"

"First, it's a girl." Lucifer corrected him. "Second, she's my daughter." Sam surely wasn't expecting that, but it was nothing compared to what was coming next. "And third, she's your daughter too."

"What?" Sam asked perplexed, when he was able to talk.

"She's our daughter." Lucifer repeated.

"No." He shook his head. "How is that possible?"

"I thought you knew where babies came from." Lucifer said and Sam rolled his eyes. "Remember the time you freed me? And we had our magic night?"

"Yeah, but how? You're a guy."

"Yes… I am, right now. But I wasn't." Lucifer told him.

"What?"

"Since the time you freed me I was using a girl's body. Only today I returned to my old vessel, although I made you see me as in Nick's body." Lucifer explained. "What you saw last night was part of her birth."

"You planned this… didn't you? You used me." Sam sounded upset, betrayed.

"I had to." Lucifer didn't let Sam continue. "I can't leave Earth. If my brothers knew I was back they would want me to bring the apocalypse again. So I can't go anywhere I may meet them. So I had to stay here. But I knew Nick couldn't contain me for so long, so I had to get rid of part of my powers. My brothers' disappearance wasn't enough. The only way to do that was creating a life. And it worked, she has part of my grace now and I'm no longer in risk of exploding my vessel."

Sam started to understand. "Wasn't there any other way?" He calmly asked.

"There was. A faster, easier and less painful way. You." Lucifer looked in Sam's eyes. "You're the only one who can contain me forever… But I promised I wouldn't do that." On the contrary of what was expected, Lucifer didn't sound mad. After all, he had done that because of Sam…

Sam took a deep breath, absorbing all the information. "What happens now?" He asked Lucifer.

"Now… you'll take care of her." Lucifer handed her over Sam, carefully.

He looked at the baby girl sleeping peacefully. He couldn't help but smile a little. "Why me?" It wasn't like he didn't want to stay with his daughter, but he didn't have much practice taking care of babies… and that scared him a little.

"You wouldn't want me to take care of her…"

True. "But she's not… human, is she? I don't know what she needs."

"She's a nephilim; half angel, half human. But right now she's just like any other human baby." Sam nodded. "Just keep her safe. And you can't tell about her to anyone." Lucifer said very serious.

"I'll have to tell Dean." Sam didn't know how, but Dean had the right to know.

"Alright." Lucifer agreed. "But no one else."

"Why not?" It wasn't like he had many more people he could tell…

"She's powerful. It may don't seem like it now, but she will be, very powerful. If the word spreads that there's a nephilim, after thousands of years of extinction, she'll have all creatures after her." That scared Sam a little but he nodded. "I must go. There are still leviathans on the loose." Lucifer said. He kissed Sam gently but deeply. "By the way, I called her Aurea." He said before vanishing.


I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

I'm sorry for the long wait. I'll try to update sooner.