Michael straightened up and put on his most smug expression.

"Brother, did you enjoy your nap?" He asks.

Lucifer smiles. It wasn't genuine.

"Did you enjoy the diapers?" The Devil replied.

"Brother my vessel is four and toilet trained."

Lucifer paces around his brother. Fascination and curiosity appear on his face.

"This is so weird." He goes in Michael's face. "Rowena really did a number on you didn't she. They say what goes round comes round. You have been an asshole. Your world pretty much shows what an evil son of a bitch you are."

"Here to rub it in my face." Michael rolls his eyes. "That's the best you got."

"As you can see, we are in our true vessels. We gotta fight."

Michael huffs a laugh.

"I do enjoy ripping you apart no matter what version."

Lucifer stood up and opens out his arms.

"Go on then give it your best shot."

Michael laughs and waves his hand.

"Oh Lucifer. Why the rush? You just came back you wanna go back to the Empty already? Sam already giving you Hell?" He smirked.

Lucifer laughs and shakes his head.

"You're stalling."

"Stalling? Me?" Michael smiles. "I didn't kill you straight away in my world."

"Because you needed me. Now you don't. Go on show me what you're made off."

"Sam wouldn't want his big brother hurt. Also Sam didn't say yes to you. You made your own way in without his consent."

"Well done would you like a treat." Lucifer teased. "Chocolate? That's a big hit for the kids."

"Nice trick." Michael continued ignoring his brother's comment. "... but I been there and done that and trust me the results are not pretty."

"Ah yes you spent your days in a freezer in Dean's head. You went from frozen to being a baby...Ice Ice Baby." He sung and snapped his fingers. "Oh oh Hit me Baby One More Time."

Michael just smiled at his brother's humor.

"Hilarious." He put sarcastically. "I see your brain didn't catch with your powers."

Lucifer glares at him for that. Michael chuckles.

"Oh ha ha." Lucifer spat out. He grabs Michael. "You can't fight me. Admit it? You're weak." His smile turns into a frown. "What are you doing?"

Michael smiles. His apple green eyes are wide and doll-like.

"I'm a child I'm suppose to be cute. This smile helps me get away with anything."

Michael had to stop himself from laughing when Lucifer backed away looking disturbed.

"Stop it. Its creepy."

"Creepy?" He steps forward and takes Lucifer's hand. "Is that what you think of your little brother."

Lucifer snatches his hand away.

"I wasn't born yesterday pal. I can see right through this little act you are putting on."

"Act?"

"The puppy eyes. Doesn't work on me."

Michael bit his lip.

"I don't want to fight brother."

"A minute ago you just admitted that you enjoy ripping me apart."

"I don't know what I want Lucifer." Lucifer held his breath when the archangel wraps his arms around him. "This curse has got me to think about things. Thinking about us. I know we are from different universes but we both had the same childhood." His green eyes meet Lucifer's brown ones. "Remember when all of us used to go flying, how free we were. Gabriel holding on to us for support."

Lucifer's face screwed up at the memory. He remembered that. The mention of his baby brother enraged the archangel.

"You killed MY brother."

He pushes Michael away but kept a firm grip on his arm.

"I'm sorry." Michael admits. "I was defending myself."

"He was family!"

"You did try to kill him as well." Michael pointed out. Guilt flashes across Lucifer's face. "I guess we're both as bad as each other. You took your own son's grace, you hurt him."

"So did you."

"We were at war. He chose to fight against me. Did you know I offered Jack a place in my army?"

"Let me guess he said no."

"When I got Dean back, I didn't need him anymore. I said it was a moment of familial weakness."

"Was that true?"

Michael chuckles.

"Castiel asked me the same question. I haven't been able to answer then but now...its not true. I really did want him. Not just for power I also admired him in a way he stood up to you and never became like you. He is half Devil but he didn't go down that path."

"So you were hoping he becomes a mini you?"

"Maybe then but now no he is his own person we should not force him to be what we want him to be."

"You know you're only alive because of Dean. If this curse business was happening in another vessel you would have been dead ages ago."

"Probably." Michael agreed. "This curse is my life sentence. Once it wears off, they will kill me." Lucifer saw a flash of emotion on his alternative brother's face. "I am the biggest threat to this universe. It's a hunter's job to abolish all monsters...including me." He sits down on the chair. "I done bad things brother. As you said my world shows that. I hurt people. I drowned Dean in his own body. I even put him in a dream while I was hurting his family. I was going to do it again when I broke out of the freezer. If it wasn't for Rowena, they all would of died and this world would of been destroyed." He swallows. "Sam, I know you're in there...I'm sorry for what I did to Dean. I should have honored the deal or at least approached the situation a bit better. Your brother did not deserve to suffer. The drowning...I experienced it and it was..." Tears rolled down his cheeks. Lucifer stared at him with his mouth hung open. Michael wipes his tears with his sleeve. "I give you permission to kill me once the curse is gone." He looks at the two witches. "Everyone is better off without me."

Part of him wanted to crawl over to Rowena and go in her arms and consume her warmth and comfort. However he stayed put and kept his eyes on the other archangel.

"I know how this fight is going to end." Michael stands up. "We'll both die there is not going to be a winner this time. Give up Lucifer or at least leave Sam and go as far away from here as possible. You are going to lose."

"Alright shut up! Just because you are feeling suicidal that doesn't mean you have to drag me down with it." He folds his arms. "I'll admit I never expected that from you brother, that was quite moving...but...I don't care you are not my brother. The world is gonna be burned down by me."

"I won't let you.

"I am gonna do what you failed. The fight." He smiles. "This is going to be so easy."

A groan causes Lucifer to turn round. Patrick sits up on the couch.

"Michael." Patrick stands up. "I don't want you to die. Everyone better off without you? That's not true."

Lucifer looks at Michael's surprised expression.

"You were listening in all that time?" Lucifer frowned.

"I been knocked over by a few cars in my life time hitting my head on the ceiling doesn't keep me out for long." He looks at the Devil. "So, you are Lucifer."

The witch appeared calm on the outside but on the inside he was freaking out.

This is the freaking Devil he is talking to.

"You are the random witch who was dragged into this mess." Lucifer replied with a smirk.

"Put him down." Patrick growled.

"Patrick no." Michael shook his head. "Get out of here."

"Brother brother you are tempting me to destroy the witch." Lucifer says.

"Leave them be." Michael warned.

"Ah well I need Rowena."

"Why?" Patrick asks.

"Not telling." Lucifer grinned. "Its her personal business."

"You touch her." Patrick's face darkens. "I will..."

"Kill me?" He laughs. "Sure." He laughed in the witch's face. "But first I wanna play with my little brother."

He suddenly slams his hand on Michael's head. Michael screams as pain soared through him. Patrick raises his hand. Lucifer notices and flicks his wrist. Patrick speaks but no words came out. He taps his throat and his eyes widen.

"You witches cursed Michael but you are not putting a spell on me."

Then the Devil removes his hand and Michael collapses on the ground. Patrick shoots the Devil a glare. Lucifer smiles with delight.

"It's so much fun being the bigger brother." He says with a smirk.

"Sa...Sammy."

The little body on the ground stirred. His eyes flutter open and he lets out a groan.

"Sammy." The kid slurred. He looks up and frowns. "Where are we?" He rubs his head. "Is the Gorgon dead?" He touches his throat. "Why is my voice funny?"

I'll be damm. Lucifer thought.

Patrick was frantic. He had so many things to say but nothing came out. He rushes to grab the child but realizes he is frozen he couldn't move.

Lucifer put on his best Sam Winchester worried expression.

"The Gorgon is dead." He answered.

Dean looked dazed. He kept rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"You look beat." Lucifer teased. "You wanna book a room for the night and head back tomorrow."

Patrick wanted to yell. He wanted to smash something, do anything to get Dean's attention. Dean's focus remained on the archangel.

Dean nods. He stands up and wobbles slightly.

"I got you." His brother assured him. Dean smiled a little at his brother's voice. His smile turns into a frown when he catches his reflection in the mirror. "Sam, who's that kid looking back at us."

He tensed when he felt his brother's hands on his shoulders.

"We had a few complications. Michael, spell gone wrong."

Dean's eyes widen when he realized he couldn't hear the banging in his head.

"Michael!"

"Shh!" Dean felt himself being turned around. He looks at his brother's face. "I'm sorry to say this but the kid is you Dean."

"Wh...What?" Dean glances back at the mirror. The eyes, the dust of freckles. Holy crap it is him!. His tired brain is struggling to process the overload of information. The worry of Michael pushed through and Dean's focus shifts on to the archangel. "Sam where is Michael?" He asks his voice full of worry.

"That's not Sam."A voice spoke in his head. "Its Lucifer!"

"Lucifer?" Dean paused when the pair of familiar red eyes stare back at him. Dean jumps back and shock appears on his face. "Sam!"

"Good to see you to Dean."

Lucifer grabs the hunter by his shoulders. Dean tried to fight back but the Devil was too strong.

"You!" Dean spat out. He glares. "How the Hell are you back?"

"Oh Dean you look exhausted. Baby needs his nap."

Dean's confused and tired brain is struggling to take in everything that was going on. He is a kid, Lucifer is back and possessing Sam, Michael...where the Hell is he?

Before Dean could answer, Lucifer touches the hunter's head. Dean's eyes roll back and he falls into his brother's arms.

"Good boy." Lucifer scoops the child up. He walks past the He-witch and grabs Rowena by her hair. "It was nice meeting you." Lucifer nods to the Irish witch. Patrick gasps and holds on to his throat. "I would stay but my son is waiting for me. Dad and son reunion I can't wait."

"You made a mistake." Patrick says. "I can't kill you but I can sure as Hell do some damage."

"I already told you, no one is cursing me. You can go back to your sad little life witch. This is not your fight. It never will be. Be glad I am letting you live."

Lucifer flaps his wings and vanishes.