AN: I realized that I didn't put a disclaimer in my previous author's notes so I decided to do that now and get it out of the way. All Supernatural related dialogue/references are property of the CW. Now please enjoy the next chapter of Angelica's story!

I stood in the doorway, watching everyone talk seated around the map table.

"How did Michael and Lucifer get here?" Sam asked, agitated. "How did they open a rift?"

"You know what? It doesn't- We- we've gotta find Jack before Michael does whatever the Hell he's gonna do, okay?" Dean replied tiredly. "I-I'll call Jody and everybody else."

"You're going to put out an APB on the Devil?" Bobby inquired.

"Yeah, I am," Dean said, standing and walking away past me.

"I'll check angel radio," Cass stated, also walking off.

"Sam, even if we find Lucifer, how we gonna stop him?" Mary asked her son.

Sam looked at a loss. Realizing the conversation wasn't going anywhere, I headed into the library to talk to Maggie.

"Maggie? Hey, sorry. Are you okay?"

"I'm alive, so... yes?"

"Right. Listen, I-I know this is weird- so... weird- but, um, before you... died, do you remember seeing anything about the person that killed you?"

"Does it matter? Kinda seems like you have bigger, you know, Satan-y problems."

"Yeah, but- but, they're- they're dealing with those. Mostly. Um... But yes. It does matter. It matters to me."

"I... I never saw his face, but, uh... I saw his eyes."

Maggie started to describe what she saw to me when the lights began to flicker and a loud banging was heard.

"What's happening?" she inquired.

We both stood and headed into the war room where everyone was located.

"What the Hell?" I asked.

"Oh no," Sam muttered, looking up at the door.

"What the Hell is that?" Bobby questioned.

"Mom, Bobby, take the girls, get them out of here. Go through the garage," Sam commanded.

The banging got louder and the door began to shake.

"We'll buy you some time," Dean was saying.

"No!" Mary argued.

"Mom!" Dean yelled.

"Please!" Sam chimed in.

"Go," Bobby told Mary.

She sighed, grabbing me and Maggie and hurrying out just as the door began to glow with a blue light. Before I could get too far with them, I ducked away, heading back into the war room where someone I hadn't seen before was holding Dean. He had a firm grip on Dean's neck as he spoke.

"Dean Winchester will be the first life that I take in this world, first soul I save. Some would consider that an honor."

"Well, as Shakespeare once said, eat me, dickbag," Dean spat out.

The man, who I felt like I was being drawn to, tightened his grip, slowly cutting off Dean's airway. I noticed Sam by a wall, muttering something quietly to himself. I made to move forward as the man continued to strangle Dean, lifting him off his feet. However, just as Dean looked like he was going to pass out, a shockwave hit him and the man, causing both to fall to the floor. That was when Jack materialized behind them along with Lucifer.

"Jack," Sam said.

"I heard your prayer," Jack informed him.

I glared at Lucifer.

"Yeah, it's me. Yay!" he responded, turning to Jack. "Uh, we done, buddy?"

"Buddy?"

We all looked over to see the man who had just tried to kill Dean start to stand.

"You hurt my friends," Jack said, eyes glowing and hand raised.

The man started to yell in pain, black liquid coming out of his eyes and ears.

"You hurt my family!" Jack yelled, making a fist.

The man sank to his knees, screaming in pain. Lucifer's eyes were wide as he watched his son.

"Woah," he said, shocked.

"Lucifer, we- we had a deal!" the man managed to yell out.

As if snapped from a stupor, Lucifer began to respond. "Okay, game over."

He got closer to Jack. "Hey, buddy, let's, uh... split, okay?"

Jack turned to face his father.

"What does he mean?"

"I-I-I don't know. I didn't- I didn't hear," Lucifer stammered.

"They had a deal," Dean interjected. "Lucifer gets you, Michael gets everything else. He's going to nuke our world, Jack, just like he did his."

My eyes were wide as I stared at what had to be Michael from the other dimension. My mind was working at a million miles a minute, putting things together and I missed part of the conversation, only snapping out of it when Jack said something about leaving.

"Leave?" Sam asked.

"He said- he said we'd go to the stars," Jack explained.

"What, and you're just going to leave the rest of us here to burn?" Cass asked from his spot beside Dean.

"Okay. Hold on a second. Let's slow down, 'cause I... I'm not currently the bad guy here," Lucifer started to defend.

"Yeah, tell that to Maggie," I said.

"What about Maggie?" Jack looked at me.

"Maggie saw the eyes of the person who killed her- the glowing, red eyes."

Everyone turned to look at Lucifer.

"You're gonna- you're gonna believe this girl? Come on, man! Do you even know her?"

"Tell me," Jack spat.

"They're going to say whatever they can to get you on their side," Lucifer continued.

"Tell me the truth!" Jack yelled, eyes glowing and hands outstretched.

Upon contact with his father, Lucifer's eyes also began to glow and his head tilted to the side as he spoke.

"She saw me when I was scouting out the Bunker. She saw me and she screamed, and then... so I crushed her skull with my bare hands. And it was warm and wet, and I liked it."

Jack backed away from his father, both their eyes returning to normal. Lucifer looked briefly confused then got angry.

"Come on, man!"

He then screamed so loud, eyes glowing, that Sam, Dean and I covered our ears. When he calmed down, he continued to address Jack.

"Okay. I tried with you. I really tried with you."

"Everything you told me was a lie!"

"Because I told you what you wanted to hear, man. So what?! I killed the girl! Big deal! She's a- she's a human! She doesn't matter!"

"So am I!"

"Yeah? That's your problem," Lucifer pointed at his son, "You're too much like your mother."

"Jack," Cass's tone was one of warning.

"Stay back. I'll handle him," Jack waved him off.

"Will you?" Lucifer inquired. "Oh, buddy. We could've been something, you and me. We could've remade the universe. It would've been great. We could've been better gods than Dad. And I really wanted that, pal. But now if I can't have it with you, I... I don't need ya. I just need your power."

From his sleeve, he produced an angel blade and slashed at Jack's neck.

"Jack!" Dean yelled.

"NO!" Cass shouted.

Lucifer took a fistful of Jack's shirt and began to suck out his grace into his mouth. His eyes then began to glow yellow as he healed Jack's neck. Jack appeared weak, almost on the verge of collapse.

"Jack," Sam said softly.

"Jack!" Cass yelled louder.

They both rushed forward to grab Jack, Sam reaching him first. There was an explosion of light and everyone averted their gaze. When it subsided, Lucifer, Jack and Sam had disappeared.

"Sammy!" Dean screamed. "What just happened?"

"I don't know," Cass shook his head.

"The Devil won," Michael stated. "That's what happened.

I sat on the floor staring around at the blood left over from the birth. My mother had died, nothing remaining of her. There was a fluttering of wings and a man appeared beside me.

"Hello, little one," he greeted.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Michael. I'm your father."

I came to, having somehow passed out against the wall. I looked over to where Dean was standing over the broken vessel of Michael and finally made out what they were saying.

"But now in this banged up meat suit... not happening. This is the end, of everything," Michael was shaking his head.

"No. What if... what if you had your sword?" Dean said.

"Dean, no," Cass shook his head.

I opened and shut my mouth, unable to make a sound to back Cass up.

"I am your sword," Dean continued to speak with Michael, "Your perfect vessel. With me, you'd be stronger than you've ever been."

"Oh, I know what you are," Michael responded.

"If we work together, can we beat Lucifer?" Dean asked him.

"Dean," I called out, finding my voice.

"Can we?!" Dean shouted, ignoring Cass and my pleas.

"We'd have a chance," Michael confirmed.

"Dean, you can't!" Cass pleaded.

"Lucifer has Sam. He has Jack. Cass, I don't have a choice!"

He turned back to Michael, laying down the rules. "If we do this, it's a one-time deal. I'm in charge. You're the engine, but I'm behind the wheel. Understand?"

Michael nodded.

"Dean-" Cass called out one last time.

"Then, yes," Dean said.

XxX

Cass and I sat, stone faced at the map table. Mary and Bobby came rushing in, giving us both questioning looks. Cass slowly shook his head in defeat.