"Now Sam," Lucifer said, coming out from behind his desk. "I hear that there's a possibility that you have something the angels want. Well, the angels need."

"So?" Sam spat.

"So," Lucifer chuckled, "that means if you give it to me, I'll let you go. I'll no longer require the services of your vessel, and you can leave."

"This something, being..."

"Dean's soul. It's still here on earth, and since it wasn't in Missouri-"

"Yeah, I get it. Angel-Gone-Darkside over there filled me in," Sam said, nodding to Zachariah. "But what makes you think I'd ever give him up like that?"

"Don't think I don't know you, Sam. Now I promised I wouldn't hurt you, but..." Lucifer turned his head to look at the door. Two men he assumed were demons brought in two other people who were bound and gagged with cloth covered in all sorts of sigils. There was a man that looked to be a little younger than him, and a girl no older than nineteen. Lucifer pulled a long silver blade out of his desk that Sam had never seen before. The demons brought the man forward first. Sam realized all of a sudden that he was bound in place and couldn't move. He shouted as Lucifer began to carve into the man. The man and the girl both screamed, but the screams were muffled by the burlap in their mouths.

"No!" Sam shouted. "Stop!" He said to Lucifer.

"Are you going to give me what I want?" He asked, wiping the blade clean of blood. Sam just stared at him.

"Sam, you're really trying my patience," Lucifer said as he pushed the blade through the man's chest. His mouth opened in shock and his eyes went wide. "Bring me the girl."

The girl began to sob as a demon dragged her over to Lucifer. He grabbed her chin and pulled it to the right so that Sam could see her face.

"I think I'll let Zach here do the artwork on her."

"My pleasure," Zachariah said as he took the blade from Lucifer. He started with the girl's arms, slowly and deep. blood began to drip steadily onto the floor as she screamed. Sam couldn't take it anymore.

"ALRIGHT! You've made your point. I'll do what I have to do. You just can't hurt her anymore." Lucifer smiled as he nodded. "Zachariah, please leave our guest alone."

"Leave her alone? She deserves-"

"I don't care what she deserves, Sammy here has agreed to help us. But only if you stop. So do it."

Zachariah huffed as he let go of the girl.

Sam looked at Lucifer. "What do you want me to do?"

"Let me get this straight," Jo said to Dean. "You want to stay dead?"

They had left the hotel with a lead from Bobby that Sam might be in Washington, so they were headed that way. The conversation had lulled until Jo asked Dean why he had chosen to be a ghost.

"The way I see it, if I choose to 'rest' or whatever, I'll go to Heaven. That's good," he looked out the window. "But if I do, they'll bring me back so I can be Michael's vessel, and I don't plan on being some meatsuit. It's like making a deal."

"Oh."

They sat in silence again. Dean began using what Jo had called his 'Jedi mind powers' to switch the stations on the radio. He stopped as he realized that Jo was humming the song on the radio.

I'll be yours
Until the sun doesn't shine
'Till time stands still
Until the winds don't blow

She noticed Dean had stopped messing with the radio. "What?" she asked him.

"I didn't peg you as liking Restless Heart."

Her cheeks turned red. "So I like country music. Sue me." Dean laughed, and sang with the words. She sang too.

Now I can see, you and me
For a lifetime
Until the last moon is rising
You'll see the love in my eyes, my love

For a second, Jo forgot that Dean was dead and Sam was missing.

"Spiritum producis mortuo , testis terrae qui hoc homine. Nunc ergo eamus illuc, in spirituale!"

Zachariah finished the incantation and they all looked around. Zachariah looked back up at Lucifer.

"I don't understand! I've said it three times and still. Nothing!" He turned back and looked at Sam. "Unless you figured out a way to keep him hidden from us!"

Sam looked at him stunned. "You're the one that told me that he was still here. How the hell could I 'hide him'?"

"It just means he attached himself to something else," Lucifer cut in. He turned to Sam. "So Sammy, what could your brother possibly be holding himself to? Is it that car? Is it a gun?"

"For all you know, it could be his favorite pornstar," Sam seethed. His head fell hopelessly. "I don't know where he could be." He stood up from the chair he was in and walked over to where Lucifer stood. "Look, I honestly don't know. I can't help you anymore."

"Oh, but you can. You're still my vessel." He turned to Zachariah. "You and I are going to hunt down Dean Winchester."

"What about him?" he asked, pointing at Sam.

"He'll have lovely company," Lucifer laughed. Four demons walked through the door into the small office. Sam noticed it felt stuffy and overly crowded. He eyed the demons as he felt Ruby's knife in his pocket. Lucifer and Zachariah vanished. Sam, suddenly remembering he wasn't the only captive in the room, walked over to the girl as the demons watched him carefully. He sat down next to where she leaned on the wall, still slightly panting from earlier. He began to cut the fabric that bound her hands as he leaned over and whispered.

"I'm gonna get you out of here. Be ready." she nodded, but other than that couldn't respond because she was still gagged.

They sat for a few minutes. Sam waited for the demons to be slightly distracted. The opportunity came when two of the demons had lost interest in keeping eyes on Sam. The one closest to him closed his eyes, and he jumped up and stabbed it in the back. As it fell, the other demons surrounded Sam and jumped him from behind. He managed to stab another one but was struggling with the other two. They pinned him to the ground and one got down by his face.

"What a shame I can't kill you," she said. "Big Man says I can't have fun with you. But when they find him, I get all the time I want with your brother."

"Screw you."

"Well aren't you a Peach?" She pulled him up and shoved him against the wall. The other demon walked over to them and handed her the knife, grinning.

"He didn't say I couldn't rough you up a little. He can fix you, anyway." With that, she began to cut slowly into the skin above his collarbone. Sam bit his lip to keep from screaming. He noticed movement out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn't be distracted from the searing pain of the knife.

"Oh, look. It works on humans, too. Come on, Winchester. Scream for me. Beg for mercy. It hurts doesn't it? Won't hurt as bad as being Satan's vess-"

The demons began to glow out of their faces. Sam tried to block his eyes from the brightness of the light.

What the hell?!

When he opened his eyes, he saw the demon bitch and her cronie falling to the floor, eyes burnt out of the skulls. He looked up and saw the hostage girl standing behind them with her arms outstretched.

"Hello, Samuel Winchester. My name is Jael, and I am an Angel of the Lord."

Don't hate me for my OC! I have plans for her in the plot. And this chapter was really hard to come up with. I have no idea why. So my lovelies, I am extremely sorry for the long wait! I will do better to get updates up more often. Please leave me some feedback on how you want this to continue! :)