"Where's my brother?" Dean demanded the second he saw Crowley. It was no coincidence that Sam went missing and then Crowley popped up.

"I don't know, but I know who has him."

"What are you talking about? Is it the Leviathans?" The last time they had seen Crowley he basically told them he was leaving them alone so they could hunt the leviathans. If he was willing to share info regarding Sam it must have to do with them.

"Worse. It's Lucifer," Crowley answered.

"Lucifer? He's still in the cage? Is Sam back in the cage?" Dean was panicked. Sam hadn't given him one detail about it, but he knew that it was bad.

"No, Luci's back up."

"How?" Dean asked.

"Apparently Sam denied his existence one too many times. Gave Lucifer the power to escape. The good news is I know a spell that will send him back."

"And you're willing to share this why?" Dean didn't trust Crowley at all.

"For obvious reasons. If I want to stay the king of Hell, I've got to send the real king back."

"What do you need me for?" Dean asked.

"The spell involves breaking Adam out of the cage," Crowley explained.

"Not many things that can do that," Dean pointed out.

"True enough, but there's one thing that can do anything. A demon deal."

"You want me to sell my soul? Again?" Dean asked. He might have to. He couldn't let Lucifer run amok up here and this could also possibly save his brother. But that brought up another question. "What's Lucifer doing with Sam? Has he killed him?"

"Not yet, but he probably will. He's probably having a little fun first. So, we really need to hurry. To answer your other question, you've already sold your soul once so you can't sell it again. But a deal doesn't have to be for a soul. It can also be for a demon killing weapon."

"Like Ruby's knife?" Dean asked, immediately catching Crowley's drift.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" Dean asked.

"You don't. But you do know two things. Crowley's always out for Crowley and I want Lucifer back in his box. And when a demon makes a deal he has to honor it. Oh, and you also know that you don't want Sam in Lucifer's clutches any longer than necessary."

Crowley was right about that. "Fine," Dean said. He handed Crowley Ruby's knife and pulled him into a kiss. "Now hurry up."

SSS

Meg was bored. Lucifer had told her she could do whatever she wanted as long as she didn't kill him. She wasn't sure how long they were going to have to be here, so she wouldn't do anything where he could get an infection or bleed to death. She rolled her eyes. Humans were so fragile. She was glad she wasn't one anymore.

She went to the freezer and grabbed some ice out of it. She walked over to Sam and started unbuttoning his shirt. He immediately stiffened and tried to mumble something through his gag. She would have made some snarky remark, but she knew he couldn't hear anything through the headphones.

She found a piece of ice that had a sharp edge and quickly drew it across Sam's chest. She knew that it would only be for a couple of seconds, but Sam would think that he was being cut by a knife. He flinched and screamed out behind the gag. She smiled, but then, unfortunately, she saw him relax, he was onto the ruse.

SSS

Crowley had left Dean and was standing in the middle of Stull Cemetery. He watched as Adam came up out of the ground. He was screaming.

"It's OK, kid. You're out."

Adam took no notice of him and continued screaming. "Great," Crowley said. "The person I need to do something for me and he's a drooling mess. You've only been down there for a couple of centuries, you whiny brat. I was down there for near a millennia before I was turned into a demon. I survived." Of course, he had been in regular Hell.

Adam continued to scream. Crowley knocked him out and transported him back to his hideout where Delores was waiting.

"You got him," she noted.

"Yeah, but he's not much good for anything. He won't stop screaming."

"That's not good. He needs to kill Sam Winchester."

"I know that you moron!" Crowley shouted. He was beyond frustrated. Lucifer would probably kill Sam himself soon.

"I'll be back. I know someone who might be able to help," Delores said and disappeared before Crowley could ask any questions.

SSS

Delores popped up into Lucifer's safehouse. She was the only one he had entrusted with its location. "What's happening, my child?" he asked.

"Adam's out of Hell," she said.

"That's wonderful," Lucifer said. "Step one of my plan is complete. Is Crowley bringing him to the warehouse now?"

"No. Apparently Adam won't stop screaming and won't respond to Crowley. He's trying to figure out how to get him aware enough to thrust a knife into Sam."

"Oh, yes. I'd forgotten. We completely broke Adam about thirty years ago. He's really no fun anymore. Sam's tied down, so all we really need to do is calm Adam down enough to hold a knife and direct it. Without Crowley knowing of my interference, of course."

"Tell me what to do," Delores said.

Lucifer laid out his plan as Delores smiled and nodded. Her master was brilliant.

SSS

Dean had been beyond pissed when Crowley disappeared on him. He had expected to be in the loop through the whole thing. How could he expect to get Sam back from Lucifer if he wasn't with Crowley when everything went down?

He dug into Bobby's books. He needed to figure out what this ritual was and where it might happen. he also needed to figure out where the devil was holding Sam right now.

Hours later, he found the spell. He actually remembered Bobby had mentioned that he had found one before they had locked Lucifer up. He told them he wasn't going to tell them what it was for two reasons. The first was that it only worked when the devil got out of the cage by trickery of men's minds and that wasn't how he had escaped before. The second was that the spell was simple enough but one that Bobby wouldn't allow. When Dean saw what it was he gasped. He knew now why Bobby had hidden it from them.