Summary: Dean's still out, but sometimes his boyfriend and his family manage to drag him back for a while.
Pairings: Dean/Lucifer Bobby/Crowley _
Dean was sleeping when he heard it, he frowned as he got out of bed, his hands finding the gun he kept in the bedside table, Lucifer wasn't due back for a month at the most, off with Gabe and Cas' trying to find a way out of the whole apocalypse thing and none of the others knew where he lived.
Dean made his way quietly down the stairs and into the living room where two figures were, one sitting and one standing.
Dean let out a scream that was muffled when a hand closed over his mouth as a person came up behind him and dragged him into the room with the other two beings, one of them flicking on a light as they entered.
"Hello, you must be Dean." The man in his chair said, his finger tips resting together in a classic evil person pose.
"Nope, name's Winston." Dean said.
The man holding him punched him in the stomach.
"Don't be cheeky, Dean, it won't end well for you."
"Go to hell." Dean snapped, earning himself another hit.
"Now, now, we're here to make you an offer." The man in the chair said. "Micheal needs a vessel, your father has decided that he doesn't want to cooperate anymore."
"No thanks, Angel man." Dean said, with a mocking salute.
"See, now, I have to find leverage, and you don't seem to have much." The man said looking around, "These two are dead." He said lifting the picture of Emily and James, "Their children aren't around or don't talk to you anymore, your boyfriend is out of town at the moment."
The man set the picture down, "I have to say, I originally thought of using your brother, but he doesn't even know you are alive, does he?"
"I make a point to have nothing to lose if I have to run." Dean said cheekily.
The man sitting nodded and the other man came closer and began to hit Dean, beating him.
After a while the man holding Dean let him drop to the floor, while they kicked him.
"You can end this, Dean, just say yes." The man said, sweetly.
"Go to hell." Dean gasped.
*Lucifer, do you still hear when people pray to you, if so I need you, please.* Dean prayed.
Lucifer looked up suddenly.
"Lucifer?" Crowley asked.
"I have to go." And Lucifer was gone leaving everyone else confused.
Lucifer appeared behind the Angels hurting his human.
"Dean, close your eyes." Lucifer shouted as he called his Angel blade to his hand and killed the beings that dared to attack Dean.
"Are you okay?" Lucifer asked as he helped Dean out of his curled position.
"You heard me." Dean slurred.
"Always."
Dean tried to smile but winced, "How'd they find me?"
"I did not renew the sigils, I should have." Lucifer looked away from Dean guiltily.
"Hey, its good, I'm good." Dean said, making the man look at him.
"You cannot remain here or in the town, they will find you." Lucifer said.
"Vacation." Dean decided, "I'll just tell everyone you surprised me with a honeymoon cruise."
Lucifer smiled at Dean and lifted the man up, carrying him away to Bobby's.
"What happened to you?" Gabriel asked.
"Our siblings." Lucifer said shortly.
Gabriel frowned, their siblings did not harm random humans.
"Castiel, would you be so kind as to heal Winston, my healing abilities are rather limited." Lucifer asked.
Castiel nodded and set his fingers to Dean's forehead and healed him.
"That feels weird." Dean said, shuddering a little.
"Are you okay, Winston?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, Angels suck, man, except our three." Dean said.
"Yeah, well, nothing we can do about that." Crowley muttered.
"So, what's the news?" Dean asked.
"We have to find Dean before the Angels do, Dad said no to Micheal." Sam told Dean.
"You think we should tell them?" Dean asked Bobby.
"Up to you, kid." Bobby said shrugging.
"I'm dating Lucifer." Dean blurted and then winced, "Sorry." He told Lucifer.
The man shrugged and leaned into Dean.
"Wait, if Micheal needs Dean for his vessel then why aren't you trying to convince Sam to be yours?" Dean asked curious, "Because no offence, that'd be a deal breaker for me."
"When the Angels brought me back from the Cage they bound me in the form I was sent to Hell in, which was this form, Sam said yes to Micheal when he offered to help him find his brother." Lucifer said quietly, "Not that he would have succeeded in finding him."
"What do you mean?" John asked suddenly interested in the two.
Lucifer looked at Dean who looked at him and shrugged, "I can't run forever."
"I hid Dean from Angels and Demons alike." Lucifer said.
"What?!" Several voices shouted
"You know where Dean is?" Sam asked quietly, hopefully.
"Yes." Lucifer said.
"How long?" Sam asked.
Lucifer looked at the man, "Since the first time I was released from the Cage."
"You didn't use him to get a yes from me." Sam whispered.
"No, Dean had no place in this mess, he still doesn't." Lucifer said.
"His family..." John began.
"The family that walked away from him without looking back or calling to say a simple 'I'm still alive'?" Lucifer asked, angrily.
The two opened their mouths to speak.
"Enough." Dean said quietly, "Enough."
"You can butt out, Winston, this is family business." John snapped.
Dean jerked back, suddenly glad that Lucifer was behind him.
"Funny, I thought I was family, dad." Dean said mockingly.
They all stared at him.
"Dean?" Sam asked almost silently.
Dean looked at Sam, "You should have been a Lawyer, kid, stayed out of this mess."
"You didn't say anything."
"You didn't either." Dean looked at his little brother, "Ten years without seeing you and I knew you as soon as I saw you in my diner, but you didn't know me, so, I left it there."
John stared at Mary's son, he had denounced him as his father and though he hadn't known it then, he knew it now, how could he have looked at this man and not seen Mary in him. His oldest son hated him and John didn't think he was wrong to do so, he had done so much wrong with Dean, and he couldn't even begin to fix it because Dean didn't want to fix it, not with him and not with Sam.
Dean was Normal, Sam had wanted Normal so bad but he had jumped back in when John had come for him. Dean had just wanted family and when they both left him he left them and found a place for himself, he found the Normal that Sam had wanted. Dean hadn't wanted Normal but maybe Dean had needed Normal, needed it to piece the broken pieces of himself back together, piece himself together enough to let them tear him apart again, because that's what Dean was expecting from them.
Maybe Dean had left them, but they had left him first and there was no excuse for that, not finding the Demon that killed Mary, not school, nothing.
John shook his thoughts away and watched Sam yell at Dean for letting them think he was dead, for a whole list of things and Dean, Dean was just letting the boy yell at him, the Devil pressed against his back supporting him and Bobby trying to mediate.
"Sam." John said, his voice hard, "That's enough."
"He let us think he was dead, dad." Sam shouted.
"And what about us, Sam, we stopped answering his calls first, I had to break into your appartment to get you to talk to me. Are you blaming Dean for not trying harder?" John asked, turning his gaze from Sam to Dean, eyes soft and sad, "That boy tried his hardest and it was never good enough for me, I don't blame him for getting tired of not being good enough."
"I am good enough." Dean said quietly, "It's taken me ten plus years to believe it, but I am good enough and I deserve to be happy."
Lucifer smiled into Dean's neck, "You are perfect, no other human gave me a chance, I would not trade you for anything."
Dean smiled and pressed a small kiss to Lucifer's lips.
Dean didn't hunt, he prefered to help Bobby research and when Team Free Will finally managed to avert the apocalypse for real this time, Dean when back to his diner and when Lucifer brought Micheal and his other siblings to meet the human that 'reformed' him, their words not his, he gave them Angel Pie and told them he had made it just for them.
Bobby drove down with Ellen, Jo, and Crowley and Ellen offered to share some reciepes and Jo kept flirting with him until he introduced her to Erik, one of Emily's children and sparks flew and Dean couldn't help but be happy for them, maybe Jo would stop hunting for a bit.
John and Sam came in to the diner on occasion but Dean wasn't sure if he would ever feel like they were family again.
They were having a Family only day where it was just the Angels, Lucifer, Crowley, Bobby, Sam, Jo, Ellen, John, and Dean when Mr. Mort showed up with a guest.
"Mr. Mort." Dean said happily hugging the man, "And who is this?" Dean asked shaking the small man's hand.
"Dean, this is Chuck."
"Hello, Chuck, how do you know Mr. Mort?" Dean asked.
"Oh, we've known each other forever." Chuck said, giving Mr. Mort a secretive look.
Dean eyed him, "You're god aren't you?"
Chuck laughed as everyone froze.
"I told you he was smart." Mr. Mort said.
"Lucifer chose wisely." Chuck said.
"Glad you approve." Dean smirked.
"By the way, Dean." Chuck began, "Cleaver name." He said as he moved away to greet the Angels and hug every one.
Dean smiled, knowing Chuck was refering to the name of the diner.
"My Father is correct, it is a very appt name." Lucifer said as he wrapped his arms around Dean's waist and rested his chin on Dean's shoulder.
"That it is." Dean said leaning into the man behind him.
'A slice of Peace' glowed brightly in the darkness that began to creep around the building, maybe there were more hunts to be had, maybe there were more apocalypses to prevent but for a moment in time, at this place everyone present had a slice of peace and it was wonderful to be surrounded by people that would always be there for each other.
And for now that slice of peace is all that matters.
So, I'm not sure how many of you wanted a magical everything is aces thing to happen between Dean and Sam and John but the way I see there was no way that was happening because Sam and John broke Dean apart when they left him and when people do that to you you never really trust them again and that's were Dean is, he worked hard to pull the broken bits that Sam and John left him with back into a person and he's not ready to trust them with the fragile thing that he became once he made himself into something, he put a lot of trust in Bobby when he called him and let him know about him being okay, but then Bobby was always there for him, he trusted him more anyway, Bobby never left him, not like Sam and John did.
Also, Good Lucifer.
Sorry, if you don't like that he just makes me feel so much.