The song here is "If You Want Blood" by AC/DC

If You Want Blood

Everyone in the office began moving as Nikolai gave orders. Nerilla and Kelley were to stay with Clara and Crowley, and Gabriel was to stay with Keara in the mansion. Rowena glanced around with confusion. She looked at her son to see if he could clue her in, but he ignored her.

"Fergus?" she asked him and approached his desk as Gabriel took Keara into his arms and vanished, leaving the echo of flapping wings to be the only indication that he was gone.

"It's King Crowley." he corrected and she growled.

"What is going on?" she asked him and Clara walked around Rowena to stand by her son. "What did you mean; proving that I care?" she asked and both Crowley and Clara meet her eyes with that darkness.

"There is a revolt in Hell as we speak. A pathetic little washed up Cambion child is trying to make his way to Lucifer's cage." Crowley said and Rowena gasped, placing her hand on her chest to dramatize her surprise.

"Lucifer? The original Dark Prince?" she asked and both her son and Clara walked out from behind the desk to leave the office, without answering her questions. "Fergus?" she asked and he huffed with frustration.

"Yes. Locked away in a cage in the deepest part of Hell." He replied as everyone was leaving, preparing to defend their King. Nikolai was already gone and it was unclear what his role would be. There was just too much going on and Rowena felt lost in all of it.

"And there's a revolt to free him?" she asked and when her son didn't answer, she let out a slight chuckle. Not even that got a response from him. "Well, a revolt is either the sign of a good ruler," she said sincerely, but then her tone changed to a mockingly sincerity. "Or one that lacks leadership." She said and still her son ignored her.

"We don't need her." Clara said to Crowley as if Rowena couldn't hear. She gasped and nearly hissed.

"I beg your pardon!" she said. "I am his mother. I shall always be there to protect him." she added and, without looking over her shoulder, Clara chuckled darkly. This infuriated Rowena and then she knew what they were doing. "If you want me to do something in this uprising, you have only to ask." She said and Clara chuckled again.

"If you care about Crowley, your son, take the initiative and do something constructive." She said and Rowena growled through clenched teeth. She really didn't like Clara.

They arrived to a large circular room with a large cage in the center. The feeling was completely eerie and all eyes were drawn to the man standing in the cage with his hands gripping the spiked bars. He was scruffy, but his eyes glowed with a blood red, despite the calmness he radiated.

They approached and Rowena placed a hand on her chest.

"He's so alpha, isn't he?" she asked and then lowered her voice. "Probably not relationship material, though." She added as she was somewhat memorized by him, although she knew how powerful and dangerous he's known to be.

"You're drooling. Get a hold of yourself." Crowley said without glancing over his shoulder at his mother.

As they approached the cage, they noticed something else in the cage with Lucifer. It was a body and, by the way it leaned against the other side of the cage, its throat had been torn clean out. Behind it were portions of dark shadows of wings, giving a clear indication that Lucifer had killed Michael. Lucifer's lips curled smoothly in a smile as he stared down at Crowley.

"My old friend, Crowley." he said, his voice just as smooth and calm as his character.

"A mere acolyte, carrying your torch." Crowley said, unmistakably with a tone of uncertainty and a hint of fear. Everyone seemed to be on edge, not feeling comfortable with this archetype of Hell.

"You're too kind," Lucifer replied, and then his lips curled back in a dark manner. "To yourself." He added and Crowley remained silent. "What do you want?" he asked and then he glanced at Clara and smiled in a charming yet devious fashion. "Well, aren't you just a sight for lonely eyes." he said and Crowley tensed, but he didn't move.

Clara approached fearlessly and looked up at Lucifer, her eyes glimmering darkly, revealing the demon within.

"A Cambion." Lucifer said without revealing his emotion. If he was disgusted by a human-demon hybrid, he hid it well. If he was impressed, he hid it under his flirtatious whim.

"Cambion Queen of Hell, that is." She said softly and his lips twitched, again not revealing his emotion. "We're here because another Cambion wishes to visit you." She said with a sweet smile. If she was trying to keep Lucifer flirtatious, it must have been working.

Crowley cautiously glanced over his shoulder at his mother who then stepped up to him, knowing he now had something to tell her.

"Do you have a spell that could make a misapprehension of the cage?" he asked and she smiled at him as she held her head up high.

"You see deary, we both knew you needed me." she said and he huffed as to disagree.

"Don't confuse me 'using you' for 'needing you'." He replied and looked out at the cage as she went off to the cage, picking up some dirt and taking a sharp stone to cut into her hand, mixing blood and dirt together in her free hand. She began drawing sigils as she mumbled some words.

Crowley looked at Clara as she continued speaking with Lucifer, distracting him. That's if he was indeed distracted. Lucifer was unpredictable and he hoped nothing would happen to Clara.

"I never get visits; must be my lucky day." Lucifer said as he stared at Clara, nearly licking his lips. Her body was so relaxed that Crowley wasn't sure if that was to purposely arouse Lucifer into giving her all of his attention.

"Well this boy has only his own interests at heart." She said and then Lucifer smiled darkly, losing all charm and making Clara a little unnerved.

"Yeah, that kid. The so-called 'Anti-Christ'." Lucifer said and closed his eyes with a cold smile. "He grew strong as I was slowly breaking out of this cage many years ago." he said and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and cold. "He wants to break me out." he concluded and Clara's expression hardened as she stepped away.

"Which isn't going to happen." She said as he continued to smile at her. She stood by Crowley who placed a comforting hand in her lower back.

"Oh, c'mon Beauty Queen." Lucifer said as he licked his lips. "You and me would make a great pairing." He added and grinned wickedly. "We could raise the kid to grow into his full potential." He concluded and she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Dream on." She replied and he chuckled lightly as if he wasn't insulted.

At that moment, Clara noticed something moving in the back and she thought it was the body of the dead Archangel, but then she sensed that it was human. She approached the cage as if Lucifer no longer concerned her. As she approached, it moved more, as if trembling.

Lucifer caught sight of it and approached calmly. Clara looked up at him and nearly hissed.

"Stay away." She said and when Lucifer calmly met her glaring stare, he smiled charmingly.

"Gonna make me?" he asked and when she growled, the cage rattled. Lucifer looked around and then back at her, arching his eyebrows and looking somewhat impressed. "Did you do that?" he asked and she growled deeper.

"Leave that human soul." She said and everyone seemed to perk up with curiosity. Lucifer chuckled lightly and then stared at her with mischievous eyes.

"Dream on." He replied and when he went to approach the soul, reaching out to it, Clara sharpened her stare and the cage rattled again, but it went on until Lucifer stepped away from the trembling soul. He looked up at her and, at that moment, Rowena stepped away and spoke a few words.

The cage was camouflaged by a glimmer and then, the cage was empty.

Clara backed away and Crowley wrapped an arm around her, knowing she was angry. Now, Lucifer couldn't be seen harming that human soul.

"How can we get that soul out?" Clara asked and Crowley glanced at her, seeing that this unsettled her greatly.

At that moment, the Hellhounds roared as they attacked. Jesse had arrived and he'd soon discover them waiting for him. Rowena stepped up to her son and smiled with pride.

"Shall we disappear?" she asked and spoke a few more words.