The day of the strike against Lucifer dawned bright and clear. But before the sun was even up, Rowena was awake. Her sleep had been shoddy at best, and even when she did sleep she had horrific nightmares about Lucifer killing her, or, of course, her son. Every time she woke she checked on him. She made sure he was okay and breathing, and then went back to bed. When the analog clock on the wall read five thirty AM, she decided that there was no way she was getting back to sleep anytime soon and rolled out of bed. She showered, dressed in one of her less expensive dresses in case she was caught in some sort of bloodshed, and put on her makeup. Then, she went to get Fergus ready for the day ahead. She put him in a white t-shirt, a pair of denim shortalls, and some tiny socks and sneakers. Then, she went into the kitchen for breakfast.

Today she was the first one in the kitchen, which made it easier for her to do what she pleased. She brewed her usual cup of morning tea before she set to work on feeding Fergus. She wanted him to have energy in his system today, so along with his usual bottle she fed him two jars of baby food. The food got all over his face (but not on his clothes thanks to the bib she placed around his neck) and hands, and the sweet sight warmed Rowena's heart as she wiped him off with a warm washcloth. Dean and Sam came in shortly after, neither saying much. Castiel joined them last. None of them really spoke as breakfast was served. The atmosphere was too tense to really enjoy the meal set in front of them. Eating was something done on autopilot. Everything that morning was, seemingly. It wasn't until they got in the Impala that real life came flooding in again.

Two car doors slammed shut, and Dean turned to his brother, best friend, and enemy.

"So, are we all clear on the plan?"

Cas nodded. "I exorcise as many demons as I can to let you and Sam get to Lucifer."

"We distract him for as long as we can with a full frontal assault t." Said Sam.

"And then I come out of the nursery and send him back to the cage." Rowena finished.

Dean nodded. "Alright then. Let's do this thing"

The ride to the entrance of hell was long and uninteresting. Rowena could have teleported herself and her son to the nursery at any time, but she wanted to take the ride to have some more time with her son. When they finally pulled up, Rowena sighed. It was over much too soon.

Sam, Dean, and Castiel converged by the door, while Rowena and Crowley lingered behind. The three turned to the pair of them curiously.

"Well, it looks like this is our stop." She said. The three of them nodded. "Good luck, boys." She said, kindly.

They each nodded their thanks. She was about to teleport away when Dean's voice stopped her.

"Hey." He called. She turned back to regard him. He said nothing for a moment, then spoke: "Good luck to you too."

She nodded, and then she vanished.

The nursery looked exactly how it had when she'd left it. Nothing was out of place, but she supposed the demons- or at least Lucifer- must have come in here at some point. Rowena put her son down in the crib, knowing it was the safest place for him to be if someone surprised them. He pouted to her, but she ignored it in favor of getting the spell ready to send Lucifer back to the cage where he belonged. She got out her bowl and began putting in ingredients to combine together to send the devil packing.

She did not know that by doing this she had activated a silent alarm.

Lucifer and his demons had indeed been surprised by the Winchesters and Castiel, but they had not been surprised by Rowena. Clever as he was, Lucifer knew that she was bound to come home with her son eventually. So when two of his personal demons came up and told him that someone was making something in that room, he got on it right away. The Winchesters saw him leave, and put their blades through many to try and follow him.

Rowena was almost finished with the spell. Just a pinch of salt and it was done. But the anxiety in her chest told her to stop for a moment and be with her son. She knelt down and looked at him through the crib bars.

"Fergus, you are so loved. Momma loves you. I want you to be safe, and Be strong. And never forget how much I love you."

Fergus cooed at her happily.

Then, abruptly, the door slammed open, revealing Lucifer.

"Rowena." He nodded. "Stand aside and let me kill your spawn."

This was it. The final nightmare. She knew how this was going to end. She straightened up.

"No. I won't let you kill my baby."

Lucifer looked outraged, but before he could say anything, she spoke again. "But I'll give you something even better."

He raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"You can kill me forever if you leave my baby alone."

He chuckled. "And why would I do that?"

"To make sure no one can send you back to the cage or dethrone you again."

She had a point. "Tempting. But… I'll have to say no."

She stepped forward, eyes blazing. "You take me. Just take me. Fergus won't bother you anymore. He'll be trapped like that until the day he dies." She lied. This made lucifer reconsider.

"Alright. Fine."

The Winchesters got through the door just in time to hear the last part. They watched Rowena walk over to Lucifer, and saw the devil put a hand on her shoulder. Tears filled her eyes and ran down her cheeks as she set eyes on her son.

"Goodbye, Fergus. Mummy loves you."

Before she could say anything more, a hand covered her mouth and she screamed out her son's name before her throat was slit and she fell to the floor, dead.