AN: hello, so I decided that I will write a prologue on how the reader fell in love with the angels. It will be in multiple chapters. And I'm glad to say that I remembered the disclaimer this time. I do not own any of these characters.

Flashback:

I had been hunting with Sam and Dean since I was 17 and I had recently turned 21. It had been 4 years… if someone had told me a month after I'd joined them that I'd end up spending 4 years would them and they'd be like a second family to me, I would have not only laughed but I would punch them for thinking stupid thoughts.

Anyway, Sam mentioned a new case, he thinks its vampires. The tension between him and Dean was evident, can't blame them after Sam accidentally hooking up on demon blood, starting the apocalypse, and releasing the DEVIL.

We had managed to clear out the entire nest (or so we thought) it wasn't the first time I'd been on a vamp hunt, but I still wasn't as experienced as the boys. Sam and Dean were a good distance from me, fighting their own load just like I was, but as I mentioned before, I'm not as experience as the boys, therefore things started to get out of hands for me as soon as the vampires started fighting back. I was doing fine until I was thrown backwards into a wall, getting my leg broken in the process. The vampire was about to chow down on my neck when it was suddenly decapitated. I expected to see Dean with a bloody machete as Sam was still in my sight, but no.

A man was hovering above me. He made my breath hitch as a chill went down my spine. He smirked as he noticed the way he made me feel. I had butterflies in my stomach… it felt like I was weightless, like I was floating, nut at the same time it made me want to flap my hands or do anything from just laying still, but that was a definite mistake, because broken bones HURT. I cried out as a sudden rush of pain enveloped my body.

"Woah, there love, you don't want to hurt you self even more now do you? Stay still love, so I could heal you." He said in a raspy voice. I was so entranced by his voice and looks that it took me a while to register what he said. Wait…heal me… is this guy an angel or something? I felt another rush of pain as he set his hand on my leg and a bright light came out, so bright that I had to close my eyes when they started burning. Then nothing… it just felt like a hand was on my leg…no pain, no stinging, nothing.

"There you go love, all better." He said with a smile. "Thank you, I'm Y/n and s you can tell I'm not that experienced with vampires." By now, Sam and Dean were dome with the vampires and were getting rid of the bodies. "I think I got the message. As for my name… well my vessel's name is Nick, but my name is Lucifer."

Blood rushed to my ears as I heard the name.

I felt my heart sink.

My stomach drop.

I know who he was and I didn't feel the fear that I'd expected to feel…. Just utter curiosity. I felt a burning itch to know his side of the story. What it felt like to be the most hatted person on heaven and earth. What it felt like to be him.

"Don't tell the brothers who you are, just come up with some fancy chancy angel name and say Castiel sent you." I found myself saying, I didn't even think about my words before saying them. He looked shocked yet amused at the same time.

After Lucifer meeting the boys and saying what I told him (his fake name was Gazabelle), I told them that I'm going out for some fresh air and that I'd take 'Gazabelle' with me for protection.

I took Lucifer to a motel room, so our conversation wouldn't be overheard. I knew he could kill me at any second yet I couldn't force myself to care. At the end of our conversation, Lucifer had said and I quote:

"You people misunderstand me. You call me 'Satan' and 'Devil', but… do you know my crime?

I loved god too much.

And for that he betrayed me-punished me. Just as he'd punished Nick.

After all, how could god stand idly by while that man broke into Nick's home and butchered his family in

their beds? There are only two rational answers, Y/n- either he's sadistic or he simply doesn't care.

That's why I want to start the apocalypse, I'm angry. I want to hold him accountable for his actions.

Just because he created us doesn't mean he can toy with us like playthings. Hasn't he even done anything to you?"

Then I remembered what happened with my family. I knew that what Lucifer had said wasn't right… but it

wasn't completely wrong either. I didn't care who he was or what I'm doing. I just crashed my lips

against his. As our lips moved in sync, I was loving every minute of it. My world was set on fire,

everything standing still, nothing mattered but the two of us.

2 hours later….

"Lucifer, what did we just do?" I bit my lip while starring up at the ceiling beside Lucifer… unclothed.