He was going to say yes to Lucifer. But, just then, the door came crashing in.

"Castiel," Lucifer and Dean said at the same time. Dean with relief. Cas always showed up in the nick of time and Dean assumed that his angel buddy could save them once again. Lucifer with curiosity. He didn't know what his insignificant younger brother of the lower order thought he was going to accomplish here.

"Cas?" Sam asked, vaguely aware of what was going on. Maybe Cas could help clean him up. In his haze, he had forgotten that Castiel was cut off from much of his powers. But, anyway, he decided he could wait a few more minutes on the blood in order to see how this all turned out.

"Sam, Dean, what are you doing here?" Castiel asked. He had honed in on Lucifer's signal. He had had no idea the Winchesters were here. He looked over at Sam and saw that he had been imbibing again. He shook his head sadly. He wondered what had made Sam do such a foolish thing. Especially in the presence of Lucifer.

"If you didn't know we were here, what are you doing here?" Dean asked.

"An excellent question," Lucifer chimed in.

"I was looking for you, Lucifer."

"A bit reckless, don't you think? I know you're against me, and I'm more powerful than you. Why shouldn't I obliterate you right now?"

"Because I found something I think you might be interested in," Castiel said.

"What?" Lucifer asked. What could this lowly angel have that would possibly be of interest to him?

"This," Castiel said and pulled out a stick decorated with markings and feathers.

"NO!" Lucifer said and tried to lunge at Castiel. Castiel was ready though and tapped the stick on the ground three times. The devil disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Dean asked.

"He's back in the cage."

"Just like that?" Dean asked.

"Yes. I've been looking for that stick. It's the stick Michael used to trap him in the box in the first place. Heaven lost it a few hundred years ago, and I heard a few rumors about it recently and decided to see if I could track it down."

"Where was it?" Dean asked.

"Believe it or not, it was in Bobby's attic. That man has a hoarding problem."

Sam moaned again. He was glad that the devil was back in the box. He really was. But that meant he was really cut off. No way he could take on a demon to drink its blood in the state he was in now.

"Cas, can you zap him to Bobby's. I have something to take care of," he said, thinking of Becky.

"Sure."

"Dean, are you mad at me?" Sam asked. He sounded like a five year old.

"Mad at you? Are you kidding me? I'm proud of you. You've been in agony for hours and you managed to keep saying no to the devil. I don't know if I would have been that strong."

Sam decided not to tell him he had been about to say yes. He hadn't gotten the opportunity, so it didn't really matter, anyway.

Cas zapped himself and Sam away. Sam was pretty far gone. He had a feeling this detox would be a lot worse than the last.

SSS

Dean went to find Becky. She was in the lobby with Chuck. He was yelling at her.

"Becky, I hope you're happy," Dean said.

"Is Sam OK?"

"I don't know," Dean answered honestly. He remembered the last time, and Sam looked a lot worse this time.

"Did you find him?" Dean had been gone so long that it hadn't occurred to her that he might still be looking.

"Yeah, I found him, but he's in pretty bad shape."

Suddenly Chuck groaned and grabbed his head. "Are you having a vision?" Dean asked. He remembered seeing that expression on Sam before. It looked like being a prophet wasn't all that different from being a demonic psychic.

Chuck nodded. Dean waited. He knew he wouldn't get any information before Chuck was recovered. Becky just stared. She realized that even though she had known the Supernatural books were real, she had really just thought of them as books where the characters happen to come alive once in a while. She would never get over the guilt of what she had done. Especially if Sam… She wouldn't let herself think about anything bad happening to Sam.

"Lucifer is back in the cage," Chuck said, when the vision had passed.

"Yeah, I know that," Dean said.

"That's not all. With Lucifer in the cage, a new leader will arise."

"I should have known it couldn't have ended that easily. Who's the new leader?" Dean asked. He figured it would be some high-level demon. Last year his money would have been on Alistair or Lillith, but they were both dead, thanks to Sam.

"You're probably not going to believe this,