Warning... Do I really have to warn you now? -_-

Chapter 8: The Last Spark of Hope

If looks could kill, Dean would have toasted many demons before they even had the chance to zap themselves away.

He kept his eyes fixed on the road, holding the steering wheel so tight that he could hardly feel his hands.

Sam glanced at him a couple of times before he broke the really awkward silence. "So... What are we gonna do?"

Dean glanced at him, his expression hadn't changed. "I don't know Sam... Before we do anything, we're telling Adam."

Sam nodded. "We have to get Lyrisa back. If she's with Lucifer to long, she'll remember what he did to her."

Dean frowned. "You think I don't know that Sam?" His voiced raised a little. "That son of a bitch probably made her remember already."

"Well we have the colt, right?" Sam asked, though it was more like a statement.

Dean nodded. "So?"

"Well it can kill anything, yeah?" Dean knew where he was going with this. "I can get close. Then I can shoot him."

"The only way you're gonna get close, Sam, is if you say the big yes. I can't let you do that."

Sam rolled his eyes. "If I shoot him before-"

"He won't have a chance to ride your ass... Yeah... Maybe it could work." He took a deep breath. "But what if it doesn't? Huh?"

Before Sam could answer, Castiel's voice came from the back seat. "I don't have much time, we need to talk."

"What the hell, Cas?! We're the hell did you go?!" Dean shouted.

"I'll explain later, but now, your plan to kill Lucifer."

The brother's nodded. "Yeah. Wanna help?"

"No. It's foolish. It can't be done." He looked upset. He must have heard about Lyrisa...

Dean raised his eyebrows. "Oh, well thanks for the support." He said sarcastically.

"But I believe I have the solution. There is someone besides Michael, strong enough to take on Lucifer. Strong enough to stop the Apocalypse."

The brothers stared at him blankly for a few seconds, "Who's that?" Sam asked.

"The one who began everything. God." Cas stated.

"Kill me instead." She begged.

Lucifer, now leaning on the table behind him. He looked her up and down, taking in every detail, including the flowery pattern on her bra.

"No..." He stated. "No thank you... I like this." He gestured to her tears. "This is good."

She sank to the floor, his heartless gaze, unbearable. He stepped forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her up and without warning he leaned forward and kissed her. But it wasn't passionate.

More like a sloppy, demanding kiss. His arm tightened around her waist pulling her closer to him, his other hand was moving up her body towards her breast.

Lyrisa moaned as his tongue was pushed into her mouth. He grabbed her wrist and put it around his waist, but she pulled away as soon as he let go.

The kissing ceased. But he didn't say anything. Instead he smiled. "What's wrong, Lyrisa? Don't you like it when I touch you?" He was teasing her.

She glared up at him. "Let me go..." Was all she said.

He placed his head on her shoulder and whispered into her ear. "I told you already... That chance went a long time ago. You belong to me now."

"Please. I beg you." She pleaded, but he ignored her.

"Beg all you want, whore. You'll never leave my sight again." She didn't get a chance to reply as his tongue was back down her throat.

His hand grabbed her thigh and pulled it up onto his waist. He let out a groan. She tried to get her leg back but he was too strong.

Lucifer's other hand was on the back of her bra, undoing the clasps at the back.

She whimpered, tears still falling down her eyes. Lyrisa struggled against her captor as he gripped her head hard with his hand pushing her further into the kiss.

She shook her head. 'Please someone help me', She thought desperately.

The devil laughed, as though he had heard her thoughts.

In desperation she bit his tongue. "Ah! You fucking slut!" He yelled slapping her hard across the cheek. She fell.

"ADAM!" She screamed, sobbing "Please, please Adam, please!" She prayed.

Lucifer grinned cruelly. "He's not going to hear you sweetheart... No matter how loud you scream."

He got on top of her, his knees on either side of her hips. "Get off me." She screamed wriggling under him.

He pulled her bra away and pulled her pants down easily.

"Please!" She screamed again as he touched her, his fingers going deeper and deeper inside of her. He unzipped his jeans and moved closer to her. "Please don't!" She begged. "Please!" He looked at her, his eyes were alight and he looked like a manic.

He forced himself inside her, making her cry out once again.

Lyrisa had finally lost what Lucifer wanted her to lose... That final spark of hope in her pale blue eyes.

Something he had never been able to do in the cage.

Adam was still staring blankly out of the window, awaiting Lyrisa's return.

Abigail and Jack were sitting on the couch, Jack's arm put around Abi's shoulders.

The doorbell rang, breaking the unbearable silence.

The first one to react out of the three, of course, was Adam. He ran to the door and opened it as fast as he could.

Before him stood Sam, Dean and Castiel. "Where's Lyrisa?"

His brothers exchanged worried glances. In the end, it was Cas who answered. "Lucifer... He has her." He looked as worried as Adam.

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