The next day, they drove most of the time, wondering who and where they would even begin to look for help. Still not having a clue on Lucifer's whereabouts, it seemed like they were just driving aimlessly around.

"Cas?" Dean got comfy in the front seat of Baby, door propped open, but Cas could tell that it was just a cover-up.

"Yes, Dean?" His eyes plead for the truth.

"What's the deal...with Lucifer..." He hung his head, staring at the dirt beneath his boots.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" The Devil himself appeared, casually walking forward. He threw up a playful wave. "Hey, little bro...I wanted to personally thank you for releasing me, but-" Cas was thrown back thirty feet. "You stole from me." Red eyes flashed at Dean, who was frozen with fear, but he would not show it. "And I want it back..." He got up in Dean's face.

Dean remained still, and smirked, trying his tough-guy persona. "Actually, I go by he/him..."

Red blinked away. He nodded. "Huh...cute and funny..." Lucifer eyed Dean for another second, then walked to the side to see Cas coming forward. "I can see why you like him so much..."

"Leave him alone..." Cas demanded.

Dean was suddenly spun around with a dagger caressing his throat.

"Or what?" Lucifer challenged.

"Ok...ok...clearly, we got on the wrong foot." Dean held his hands up in surrender, careful not to swallow much, as it teased the sharp edge of the blade. "Why don't we just take five, and try again?"

"It's nice to finally meet you in the flesh, Dean Winchester. I read up on you, and boy, you cause a lot of trouble..." Lucifer stared at the angel. "Castiel...put the blade down..."

"Don't hurt him..." Cas was not sure if it would work, it was too close to tell. He looked at Dean, and he asked him:

Do you trust me?

Dean smirked a bit, telling Cas yes.

"Don't worry. He will be perfectly fine back in Hell with me, getting the best treatment. I swear on Dad..." Lucifer's free hand drifted across Dean's jawline, and he never felt more violated in his life.

Cas' eyes flashed with fury. In a split second, Dean was pulled back, crashing into Baby's front tire, and Cas had a firm grip on Lucifer's wrist that held the blade.

"You always were a slick one..." Lucifer laughed. "But I'd be careful, if I were you...you know some of the family does not approve of this."

"You ever come near him again, and I'll kill you..." Cas' voice shook.

"Oh, that's sexy. Can't wait for Round Two!" Lucifer disappeared.

"Dean!?" Cas ran to him, literally falling to his knees. "Are you hurt?" He checked over him, eyes searching for any cuts.

"I'm fine..." Dean managed. Cas helped him up and into the car. The doors slammed shut and locked, he took a second. Grabbing Cas' hand for comfort, he was already feeling better.

"I'm so sorry, Dean..."

"Don't apologize...I'm just glad we're ok..."

Right?

Lucifer entered Hell with a smile on his face. He looked to an intern, nervously ticking away on some paperwork.

"That was fun...I think that turned out well..."

"Very good, sir."

"Uh, make a memo to go ahead and send that message."

"It will be ready soon."

"The sooner, the better...nobody steals from me and gets away with it..."