Lucifer met up with Delores. He checked to make sure Sam was still out and then he got out of the car to speak with her. "How may loyal demons do we have that we can absolutely count on?" he asked.

"About 50," she answered.

"OK. Gather them. Find a small community. Very small. Possess an entire neighborhood and the teachers in the school. Then call me and let me know where you are. For the next few years, Sam's not going to have any adult human contact. We obviously don't have enough to do all the kids in school, but it should be OK."

Delores nodded and went off to serve her master.

SSS

Once Meg had left, Dean and Crowley were alone in the warehouse. "Now what?" Crowley asked.

"We have to get Sam back," Dean said.

"I couldn't give a rat's ass about your brother. I just want to get Lucifer back in the cage."

"Well, you heard the spell for that. It's not happening. We have to get Sam back so that Lucifer can't brainwash him into killing me."

"Or, I could just kill you," Crowley suggested.

"What?"

"If you're not around to kill, there will be no way for Lucifer to cast that spell. You're already here. Seems a lot simpler than finding Sam."

"There are probably other vessels around," Dean pointed out. "No, we have to find Sam and then figure out a way to neutralize Lucifer once and for all. Without killing a bunch of kids."

"I said it before and I'll say it again. You Winchesters make everything so difficult. I'll go see if I can find where Lucifer is. You go through Bobby's legendary library and see if you can find out any way to kill him," Crowley said. With that he disappeared.

SSS

Delores had called Lucifer with their location. They were in a small farming community in Indiana. Her timing was perfect. As soon as he got off the phone, Sam woke up.

"Who are you? Where's my dad and brother?"

"I'm an FBI agent. I just rescued you. You'd been kidnapped."

"I don't remember being kidnapped," Sam said doubtfully.

"Well, what's the last thing you do remember?" Lucifer asked.

"Going to bed."

"They came in while you were sleeping and drugged you to keep you asleep. That's why you don't remember anything."

"Oh. OK," Sam said. It sounded reasonable enough. "Why would anybody want to kidnap me?"

"There are bad people out in the world, Sam. Some of them like to buy little kids. You were kidnapped by people who sell kids as slaves."

"So, if you hadn't rescued me I would be a slave?" Sam asked. They were just learning about slavery in school. He wouldn't want to be a slave.

"Well, I did, so don't worry about it," Lucifer said, trying his best to be comforting. Wasn't really his thing.

"Are you taking me back to my family now?" Sam asked.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Sam, but when the kidnappers came they killed your dad and your brother."

"What?" Sam asked and started to cry.

Lucifer wasn't sure what the proper response to this was.

"Do you have any other family?" Lucifer asked.

"Uncle Bobby," Sam said through sobs. He didn't think he was actually his uncle, but besides Dad and Dean, he was all he had.

"Bobby Singer?" Lucifer said. He had anticipated this.

Sam nodded.

"We called him when you went missing. He was driving down to meet us and got in a car accident. I'm sorry, Sam, but he's dead, too."

Sam's eyes went wide.

"There's nobody else?"

Sam shook his head.

"Well, I'm living with my brother and his wife right now. You can come live with us. The alternative would be an orphanage, or foster care. I could tell you some horror stories about that."

"Can I really live with you?" Sam asked. His dad had always told him and Dean they had to behave and not get in any trouble or they would end up in foster care and never see him again. He would never see his dad again anyway, but he would like to avoid this foster care, whatever that was.

"Great. We'll be home in a few hours," Lucifer said. He reached over and ruffled Sam's hair for effect. It was going to be a long 8 to 10 years. He was going to make himself sick.

SSS

Dean was poring over books. He found what he was looking for. If the devil was in an unpowered state, you could kill him by freezing him in a block of ice and then setting it on fire. Yeah, that was simple. But, at least there was a way, no matter how ridiculous it might be.

Crowley popped up. "OK. A whole bunch of demons migrated to a little farming town in Indiana. I'm assuming that's where Lucifer will be keeping Sam. Keeping him isolated from anyone who can tip him off."

Dean explained how he could be killed.

"Well, how are we going to get him to stand still long enough to encase him in ice? Especially with demons protecting him?"

"We'll have to come up with a plan. We have a little bit of time. Lucifer's not going to sic an eight year old on me to kill me. At the same time, I'm not willing to let Sam hang out with Lucifer for a few years," Dean said.

"Maybe we could lure Lucifer away. Get him alone."

"What will the demons do to Sam if they find out we've killed Lucifer?" Dean asked.

"They'll kill him. But there's a bigger picture, Dean," Crowley said.

Dean was really regretting even talking to Crowley. But, most of the hunters he had ever worked with were dead. And Frank was just nuts. He was stuck with Crowley. "We'll lure Lucifer away. You take care of him while I go after Sam," Dean decided.

Crowley shrugged. As long as they got Lucifer he didn't care what happened to the Winchesters. "We need a good plan, though. If I fail, I'll be buggered for eternity."