"Me torturing, it will be worse than hell. No breaks, no dying, relenting non stop." Lucifer said sidely. "I see I have your intrest. Your concern was always Sam. To protect him"
"Fuck you" Dean grit out.
Lucifer snapped his fingers and blood started pouring out of Dean's mouth.
"Oh Sammy is screaming away at me for this. Quit being so resiliant Dean. Just say the one simple word yes. We will all be good. Plus the bonus of Sammy boy going free. I do have awhile before this meatsuit wears out." He said while untying the rope around Dean's torso.
Lucifer grabbed Dean between his collarboneand neck and kept Dean's body upright. He grabbed a hot sharp poker that was glowing blindly white. Dean tried squirming away. Lucifer grinned and slowly started shoving the poker into Dean's stomach, just under his ribs. Lucifer then let go of his neck. He used both hands and pressed the poker right through his body . Dean's face contorted into pain. He screamed soundlessly, and doubled over- on to the looked up with his eyes swimming. He saw Sam fighting Lucifer. Sam/Lucifer sank to their knees. After a moment Sam looked up, sorrow and guilt filling his eyes.
"Dean listen to me it's Sam. Please believe me" Sam pleaded
"Yeah I will believe you" Dean nodded and winced. Lucifer could never pull a good of guilty face as what Sam had on his face.
"I don't have much time DeanDo not say yes, please, I'm begging you" Sam begged Dean.
"Will it save you, tell the truth Sammy. I'm not in the mood for your lying. It's terrible enough as it is." Dean replied, ignoring Sam's begging.
Sam struggled for a minute. "Yes… But Dean.." Sam started to say.
"No I have to do it then" Dean interrupted . It's my job to protect you and that's exactly what I need to do. My job. But not yet." Dean smirked.