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Ellen, Sam, and Jo pulled into the field where Lucifer was filling a hole with dirt. There was an eerie silence, even though it seemed that the entire town was standing around a giant pit. Ellen turned around to look at Sam in the back seat, who had recovered from his overwhelming sadness that had been replaced by pure, unadulterated rage. His breathing was jagged and irregular. Ellen glanced back up to the side of her seat to make sure that the Colt was in the same place she left it. She looked back at Sam.
"You ready?"
He nodded slightly.
She sighed. She hoped that the feelings that Sam had wouldn't jeapordize the mission. They had come up with what Ellen thought was a pretty decent plan after Sam had calmed down. Jo was still staring straight ahead, a blank look on her face. Ellen had no idea what she was thinking. She placed her hand on her daughter's arm.
"Jo, honey, are you ready?"
The only response she got was when Jo unbuckled, exited the car, and slammed the door shut. She sighed. Sam climbed out of the back seat and Ellen followed.
"Anything anybody wants to say?" Ellen asked.
Silence.
"Alright, then let's do this."
They approached Lucifer cautiously, hidden behind a small clump of trees. Sam took a step forward and continued on.
"Hey!"
Lucifer turned his attention to Sam.
"You wanted to see me?" Sam asked menacingly.
"Oh Sam, no need to be so hostile. I'd never hurt you." He chuckled.
"Well that's funny, because one of your demons trapped us in a building with some of your hellhounds."
"That was an unfortunate occurrence. I can assure you it won't happen again."
"Unfortunate?! My brother is DEAD!"
Ellen swore under her breath. This wasn't going as planned.
"Ah yes, I did note the other Winchester's absence. But where are your other two companions? The mother-daughter duo.
This isn't going how it's supposed to at all, Ellen thought dismally. She looked over at Jo. She pushed her down into the underbrush and slid the Colt into her hands.
"Stay down," she hissed.
Ellen came out from behind the trees. "I'm right here you bastard," she yelled. She felt the presence of something behind her, and turned to see a black eyed man staring at her.
"So glad you could join us!" Lucifer clapped his hands together. "We're still missing one."
Ellen gulped. "She's dead. She died in that hardware store with Dean." Real tears fell down her face. "You're gonna pay for this," she seethed.
"Now that," Lucifer began, "is truly poetic. The girl who loved the boy, died along side him in the end? I can hear the violins in the distance." He expressed mock sadness on his face while clutching his heart. Ellen hoped that Sam would understand what she was doing. Please, just go with it, she pleaded in her head.
To her surprise, he did. He hung his head. "Just promise, if I say yes, you'll leave Ellen and Bobby alone," he said in a small voice.
Lucifer smiled. "Of course. Now, do we have a yes here? Because I'm ready to finally get a taste of what being a Winchester is like."
"Taste silver, you bitch," Jo said through clenched teeth. She aimed the Colt at the back of Lucifer's skull and pulled the trigger.
He collapsed onto the ground.
Sam looked up at Jo and raised his eyebrow. Was that it? Was it really that easy? Jo kicked the body. Suddenly, she went flying backwards.
"Owwwwww," Lucifer moaned as he stood up again. Ellen ran over to her daughter who was now unconscious on the ground. She was trying to wake her up.
"So I guess you're not gonna say yes here and now?"
"It's NEVER gonna happen."
Lucifer picked up his shovel and began scooping dirt again. "Oh I don't know Sam. I think it'll happen soon. Within six months. And I think it'll happen in Detroit."
"You listen to me, you son of a bitch. I'm gonna kill you myself, you understand me? I'm going to rip your heart out!" Sam screamed.
"That's good Sam. You keep fanning that fire in your belly. All that pent-up rage. I'm gonna need that." He leaned on his shovel. "Maybe I should've killed Dean earlier. Anyway, I have a ritual to get to, so if you wouldn't mind..."
Sam ran over to Ellen and Jo. She still wasn't conscious, so he picked her up and carried her in the general direction of the Impala. Ellen ran ahead to get the car started. She opened up the back door for Sam and he placed Jo inside gently and felt her stir. He shut the door and got in the passenger seat as Ellen revved the engine up the dirt road and onto pavement. Jo was coming to, and she looked back out the rear window. She swore she saw a giant figure rise out of the mass grave that Lucifer had dug, but her head hurt so much she wasn't sure.
They flew down the road and out onto the main highway.
When they got back to Bobby's, everything was solemn. Nobody talked. The TV was on, talking about a massive tornado that struck Carthage. Nobody was listening. Bobby threw the picture they had all taken into his fireplace. Jo remembered that picture; the day before they faced the Devil. And now Dean was dead and Satan wasn't. They watched it burn for a moment, then all returned to their previous engagements. All except Jo. She studied the way the flame ate the paper, and created ashes that fell in it's place. She freaked out. She couldn't watch him burn, not again. So she used the fire shovel and scooped what was left of the photo out. All that was left was Bobby's shoulder, her and him. She'd never see him again, so she ran out of the house and into the impala. She sat in the driver's seat and cried. Her tears hit the photograph, and she wiped it off carefully. Then, she folded it up and put it in the glove box of the Impala. She then continued to cry.
Back in Carthage, Lucifer was finishing his ritual. The ground began to shake and he smiled as he watched a dark figure rise out of the ground.
"Oh, hel-lo Death."