"What's taking them so long? I thought they were right outside," Meg said.

Lucifer went to the window to look. "I don't see them. Maybe they're gearing up or something." This was good. Those stupid drugs Meg had given Sam would wear off a bit.

"Should we strap him back down?"

"No. He's got to be out and ready. It would make Crowley suspicious if he saw us letting Sam loose in time for Adam to kill him." Why were his creations so stupid.

SSS

"OK. You've had a burger. You've had dessert. Let's go kill your brother," Crowley said, getting impatient. He got that the kid was hungry, but it had been two hours since he'd given him the formula.

"Sleep first," Adam countered.

"Look, you little maggot, you want to make sure Lucifer is locked up again, right?"

"Of course," Adam agreed.

"Well, if you don't kill him in the next 20 hours, it will be too late." OK, he had 22, but better to put at least a little pressure on.

"They don't let me sleep in Hell. Give me one hour and then I'll do it. I promise."

"Fine," Crowley snapped. "But no more delays after that."

"No," Adam agreed. He was just as eager as this as Crowley was. But he knew what was in store for him if he failed and he intended to get food and rest before he might be shoved back into Hell.

SSS

Sam started to feel less woozy. "Why did you let me up?" he asked.

"Sacrifice has to take place in that circle," Lucifer said.

Sam tried to get up. Lucifer nodded to Meg and she threw out her hand pinning him down. Lucifer walked over to her and whispered, "He can't be pinned when Adam comes to kill him, but pin him right up until the point where Adam gets with a couple of feet."

Meg nodded her understanding.

Sam wondered what they were staying. He struggled, but knew it was useless. The only time he had ever been able to break a demonic hold was when he had been hopped up on demon blood.

SSS

"Get up," Crowley barked an hour later.

Adam stretched and got up. He was ready.

Crowley zapped him over to the warehouse. They peaked in. Sam was still sitting in that same circle. Meg was standing propped up along the wall. Lucifer was nowhere to be seen.

"Let's go. I'll take care of Meg, you kill Sam."

Adam and Crowley burst in the warehouse. As Adam approached Sam, Meg subtly released her hold. Crowley launched at her and they started fighting.

Lucifer crept out from his hiding place and watched.

Adam lifted his knife up and started to swing down towards Sam. Sam realized the hold on him had been lifted. He figured Meg probably couldn't hold him and fight with Crowley at the same time. Sam grabbed for the knife and Adam fell as the knife was wrested from his grasp.

Adam made a grab for the knife and they started fighting for it.

SSS

Dean pulled up to the warehouse and jumped out of his car, praying he wasn't too late. He drew his gun and burst through the doors, not even stopping to check if it was safe.

He saw Sam and Adam fighting. Sam was about to stab Adam. He couldn't let that happen. He aimed his gun and pulled the trigger.

Adam fell dead to the floor. Crowley and Meg stopped fighting to see what had happened.

"NOOOO!" Lucifer screamed.

Sam looked up at Dean in confusion. He had been about to kill Adam. There had been no reason for Dean to have to bear the burden of killing his brother. "What'd you do that for?" he asked.

"It was a spell. If Lucifer's vessel killed Michael's vessel, than Lucifer would become all powerful."

"Well, you should have killed Sam. Because if Michael's vessel killed Lucifer's vessel, than Lucifer gets locked back in the cage."

"Who told you that?" Dean asked.

"My minion," Lucifer said. "And I told Sam that if Michael's vessel killed my vessel it would make me all powerful. Now that we're all up to speed, it looks like the only option is to get Sam to kill you."

"That's not going to happen," Sam said.

Dean shot Lucifer.

"Dean, while I have no actual powers, you still can't kill me". He walked up to Sam and quickly emptied the contents of Atropos' other vial into Sam's mouth. He was immediately transformed into an eight year old. Before he was ever told about the supernatural.

Sam looked around. "Who are you? What's going on?"

"It's OK, Sammy," Dean said.

"Who are you? Where are my dad and brother? DAD! DEAN!" Sam was scared. He didn't know any of these people or where he was. The last thing he remembered was going to bed and his dad was leaving on a business trip in the morning.

"You've been kidnapped, Sam. I'm here to rescue you," Lucifer said.

"That's not true!" Dean yelled and at the same time Meg acted like she was attacking Lucifer to get to Sam. Lucifer managed to knock Sam out during the struggle.

He picked him up. Dean advanced on him. Meg knocked him back into the wall.

"I'll tell him his father and brother died. I'll raise him to want revenge. Against you. It will take a while, but don't worry. I'll get my power back."

Dean watched, powerless, as Lucifer left with his brother.

After a few minutes, Meg let go of Dean and walked out the door. She was furious that Lucifer hadn't trusted her. He had lied about having no power, what the actual ritual was. She realized that she couldn't trust him. Hopefully, since she had done this last thing for him, he would spare her if he got his power back, but she intended to avoid him from now on.

SSS

Lucifer looked down at Sam's sleeping form as he drove. It was going to be hard to treat him like a son. He hated Sam with every ounce of his being. But, for this to work, Sam would have to love and trust him. Oh well. He was the devil after all. This is what he did. Sam looked to be about eight, so in eight to ten years, he would be ready to take on Dean. He just hoped Dean would live that long.