Title: all the souls in Heaven
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU after season 5
Pairings: pre-Lucifer/Jo
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 270
Point of view: third
Prompt: Jo/Lucifer, the last two standing.
In the end, there is one soul left in Heaven. After the hordes, after the fire, after God's wingbeats are no longer heard, after the door is unlocked and Lucifer steps out again, there is one soul left in all of Heaven.
All the rest have gone, followed God's trail of feathers.
A single soul stayed behind. Even she doesn't yet know why.
But Lucifer steps out of his cage, again, fire and ice and blood and stubbornness, in the form he first wore, when God fashioned everything.
And he looks around, the last of all demons and angels, at the destruction wreaked while he was gone.
In all of Hell, there are no demons and no souls. Nothing but a lake of languishing fire. He is alone, the last angel. He doesn't know if he's still the lord of demons when there are no demons left to command.
Hell is empty. Earth is barren. And Heaven... he turns his gaze there, to see a single soul on the tarnished street.
In all of his existence, she is the most beautiful thing he's ever looked upon, in this place where they alone remain.
A thought and he stands before her, seeing her as she was in life, driven and stubborn and proud. Determined to succeed, to save lives, to destroy evil.
She did, he knows. He also knows that she died that same day he summoned Death, that she died so the Winchesters might destroy him.
"Hello," he says.
She stands, meeting his eyes, and says, "I guess you're why I stayed."
Lucifer smiles, holding out a hand.
Jo smiles, taking it.