And thus they survived the fourth season. Onward to the fifth!

Episode Twenty Two – Lucifer Rising

He stared at his name on the screen. His name was on the screen, right in front of him. Well, this was it. His big entrance into the show, which is also a give away that the final seal is cracked open and the devil is let loose onto the world.

Season 5 was about the apocalypse, this one had just been the lead up to it. He felt oddly cheated by that.

He gulped and took a deep breath, while Ella sat rigidly next to him.

"Okay, I guess you're as nervous about me watching this as I am."

She shook her head. "More worried over your reactions to the angels in this episode. I'm getting used to your attitude about Dean though..."

He grinned tightly. "You're still mad I don't like him."

She grimaced back. "Not really, it's your choice. I just don't like you harping on about it constantly. It makes me feel bad for liking him."

He shrugs. "Well, it's your choice to like him and he is a fictional character, it shouldn't matter that much."

She took a deep breath of air and let it out slowly. "True, just push play so we can get this over with. And get ready for douchebag fictional brothers."

He stared at the screen for a while, before sighing in frustration over his own lack of excitement for watching this particular episode, before he pushed down a bit heavily on the play button.

One day he was going to break the remote, he just knew it.

He laughed at the timing of the slamming of the door from the end of the last episode to Carry On Wayward Son and let out a quick little "Nice timing there, Supernatural!" before leaning forward. One thing he did like about this show, they always did a recap with that song at the end of every season. He hoped that doesn't change in the future like some shows do with end credit songs. It has become a Thing. And this Thing should be respected.

He paused the show to laugh at the ridiculousness of a demon leading nuns in prayer and then to speak of him, as the devil, as his father. "I have no idea where this show gets the idea that I am the father of demons!"

"I think it comes from the twisting of Lilith's soul into the first demon you heard about last episode."

He giggled at that. "Oh, yes, I forgot about that. But that still doesn't make me their father. I was apparently locked in this cage in which the door opens onto a convent. And may I say good on you show for not making demons afraid of stepping onto holy ground. I have no idea where that comes from. Demons are considered celestial beings as well as angels. They just live in Hell instead of Heaven. And torture instead of nurture. It's the little differences."

Ella grinned and shook her head. "Can you wax poetic about this stuff after the show? I want to actually get about watching it at some point."

He grinned and pushed play, amused so far with the beginning of this episode.

He paused the show to rub at his head and shake it. "Dean, your attempt to help is to bulldoze over your brother when he is not in a right state of mind and you call it help. No wonder Sam walked out that door. You're the bloody monster, not Sam..."

Ella, of course, punched him in the shoulder for that.

"Why can't Bobby call him instead. Bobby at least would be crude but get through to him, or if not get through, understand what it is Sam is trying to do and not get in the way and may try to, you know, lend him support and help him to take out Lilith."

Ella frowned at that and shrugged. "I actually don't remember much about what happens in this episode. It's been ages since I watched these early seasons."

He blinked and paused it as Dean turned around to find himself in a place he wasn't when he walked to the window. "Okay, first off yes! Go Bobby, you tell that bloody coward how much like his daddy's bad attitude he is being and to stow it. See, Bobby cares. Dean would rather abandon Sam than go after him, Bobby wants him back even if he's a demon sucking junkie. Also, where the hell is Dean now? Is he in a different place?"

Ella blinked at his tirade, before shrugging. "I think it's called the pretty room, or the green room. But, yes, he's in a different place right now."

He moaned and covered his face. "Right, douchebag angels, right."

Ella grinned at him and nodded happily. "Yep, told ya!"

He shuddered in fake horror. "What should I do, Ella? This show is going to turn me into the biggest douchebag to ever have douched."

She leaned towards him and rose up to whisper in his ear. "You press plaaaaay."

He laughed out loud and pointed the remote at the television. "Your wish is my command."

He pushed play.

He didn't bother to pause it at the zoom in on Dean's face at sudden Castiel in the background. No. He still said "What is up with these weird directing choices?"

"Shh," Ella said before. "Demon eating baby cook."

He blinked and nodded at that.

He paused it when Zach tried to tempt Dean into not only eating food and drinking beer but also having sex with fictional characters. He blinked, not knowing what the hell was going on. "I... I am so lost right now. Please say the pretty green room is explained later."

Ella giggled at him for pausing it for something so mundane. Or at least that's what he thought she was giggling at. "It wouldn't be here otherwise."

He shrugged. "I just had fictional brother number two douchebag extraordinaire just offer two Gilligan's Island characters to Dean for sexual purposes. I am way past confused over this..."

Ella snorted before bursting out into loud peals of laughter. "Yeah, like angels don't have sex."

He stared at her. "Most angels don't leave Heaven, which means they only have the company of souls or family. Souls are off limits and unless you've got a kink of incest I don't know about..."

Ella smacked him on the top of the head for that one. "Okay, I get it, it's weird and most angels don't have sex. What the heck did you do before getting kicked out?"

He grimaced. "Locked myself in my room. Snuck into Eden and cavorted with Adam and Eve. I may at one point before the humans been desperate enough to try fashioning myself sex toys out of fruit..."

She blinked. "Huh. Well that was a little TMI."

He grinned. "I have never been sexually shy. Even when the person I am having sex with is myself."

Ella rolled her eyes. "Yes, I know, you masturbate. Can we stop talking about you jerking off and watch the rest of the show, please? This is getting uncomfortable for my poor human mind who likes privacy."

He grinned. "Sure." He pushed play again.

He blinked. "Okay, now Sam has gone over the deep end if he's resorted to torture. Getting demons out of humans, sure. Killing demons without hurting the person they're inside, nice. Torturing a demon just cause... Not cool Sammy. Not cool. Also, why do I have a really bad feeling about Lilith here?"

Ella grinned widely. "Because she's bad news, Lucifer. You know that."

"Yes. And the final seal is in that church. So Sam ad Dean better get there quickly or it will break before anything happens. On the plus side demon cook of baby meat is now out of business, so Lilith must be hungry for baby."

Ella smacked him for that one. "Gross!"

He grinned and pushed play again.

He did like that Sam was worried about hurting the vessel the demon was in and it was only the demon he had been hurting. That made him feel a tiny bit better. Demons after all were quite used to torture.

He paused it again after Castiel disappeared out of the green room after Dean demanded him take him to see Sam. "I don't much like Cassie's attitude right now. Heaven really must have done a number on him. But wow, I like that he refused Dean's demands, because Dean needs to hear the word no several billion more times. So go Cassie, you refuse him what he wants."

Ella stared at him. "Wow, confused much?"

He shrugged. "I like show Castiel. He's usually a good guy, though he is being a dick here. Not as big of a douchebag dick as Zachariah, but still. He's acting different."

Ella hummed at him, before nodding and turning to the screen. "True enough. Push play."

He did as he was told, because he was actually interested in where this was going.

He laughed at Zach's "Stop throwing feces like a howler monkey would you?" at Dean.

He paused it again when Zachariah told Dean that upper management in Heaven purposefully let the seals be broken while Castiel's garrison looking over the Earth was hopeless to stop the attacks and seals breaking and wasn't told they weren't supposed to. "Holy shit. That is... Who is running Heaven? I've known since episode one in this season that it wasn't Dad, so who is it?"

Ella sighed. "Okay, bit of a spoiler, but I'll tell you anyways because I am petty sure you're soon to find out regardless. It's Michael."

He closed his eyes and moaned out his displeasure at that.

Ella patted his shoulder. "Yeah."

He sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. "You were right. I am not liking the angels in this episode at all. At least Castiel doesn't know. When he finds out, he'll try to stop it. Because he obviously cares about his charges and the Earth. It's what a good Guardian angel would do, and he is clearly the Guardian for the Winchesters."

Ella nodded. "Yeah."

He paused it again after Zachariah and Dean's little talk about his destiny to stare blankly. "So, fictional me is supposed to be stopped by Dean Winchester? Okay. That would never happen in a million years. Not only could I kick his arse in a fight even in hand to hand, but kind of not able to hurt me, is he?"

Ella grinned. "Yep, true."

"He doesn't stop fictional me does he?"

Ella laughed. "Now that is another spoiler, and trust me, it is something to see to be believed. So, I'm not telling."

He pouted, but got the hint, turning the show back on.

He laughed at Dean hurting himself punching Castiel. "Hah! He broke his fist on Cassie's face. I love it. Do it again!"

He paused it again once Sam listened to the voice mail Dean left, except it said the exact opposite of what Dean actually said. Then he remembered Zachariah's words. "That bloody douchebag arsehole! Okay, imaginary Zach is going to literally die on this show or I am going to find some way to walk into TV land and kill him myself! That was not a little nudge, that was a bitch slap of pain and death."

He stopped it again at finding out Lilith was the final seal to close his eyes and droop in his seat. "Oh, Sam. I knew this was somehow going to all fall on his hands. Of course it is, because Dean can't possibly be at fault at all for starting the apocalypse. He had to find some way of blaming Sam for it, because that is what he does, and here it is. Sam breaks the final seal, freeing fictional me from his cage. And Dean is immediately absolved of all wrongs in breaking the first seal and starting the whole thing to begin with. I hate him."

Ella frowned at him. "But Dean is responsible for doing that."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Really? Who gets blamed for starting the apocalypse? Let me guess, Dean's name doesn't even come close to being uttered."

Ella looked away. Yeah, he knew he was right.

He pushed play, pissed off.

He didn't stop it for the rest of the episode. Mainly because he was too busy thinking how stupid it was that Dean was screaming Sam's name instead of yelling at him through the door that killing Lilith would break the last seal. He stopped the program as the credits rolled on a white screen and blinked. Instead he said the first thing that came into his head. "Wow, I am way bigger and brighter than Cassie is."

Ella laughed. "Well, yeah, Light Bringer. What did you expect?"

He blinked and grinned. "Not that. I expected the show to mar fictional me in some unimaginable way. Make me black or grey or corrupted in colour in some way, but no, definitely a huge arse angel who is just pure light. I was not expecting that."

She patted his arm again. "Yeah, I was expecting the same first time I watched it. Except the first time I watched it I wasn't actually sitting by the real actual Lucifer. This... this is surreal."

He laughed at that. "Yeah, tell me about it."

"So! Got anything planned for tonight?"

He shrugged. "Not really. Go downstairs and party. Find myself a partner tor two for the night and have a good time. You?"

"I will be going home and watching more of the earlier seasons with Charlotte and Dan."

He laughed. "I expect them to join us Saturday, you realise."

She grinned. "i expect that can be managed."

He nodded. "Good."

With that he got up, found the coat he was wearing for his suit that day and went over to the lift. "I'll walk you to your car."

She grinned at him. "Thanks. Such a gentleman."

He bowed and ushered her into the lift, before getting in himself. "Always."

The doors closed on them and the fourth season.

He didn't know whether he was going to enjoy the fifth season much, but at least he knew he wouldn't be suffering through it alone.

Note - I think the character I like least in this series is Zachariah. I wanted to punch his smug face in every time he showed up on screen...

Note - I was like Ella and Lucifer here when Supernatural Lucifer got out of the cage. Pure, blinding white light was not what I expected. I knew he was an angel and he would be light, but not like that. I was pleasantly surprised.

Also, I actually liked that Dean apologised to Sam. Sucks Sam never got the message so he still hasn't been apologised to for that shit. Unless I am forgetting something. Does Dean ever tell him that the message he got was the wrong one? Or is that fan fic I am getting muddled up with canon?

Headcanon - Lucifer Michael is not half as bad as Supernatural Michael.