Chapter 21: Who Are You Gonna Call?
Jean is stuffing her face with apple pie when Gabriel, Dean, and Sam appear inside of the warehouse with her. Jean turns around to face them when she hears Gabriel's slow clapping. "Well played, boys. Well played."
Jean looks at the ring of holy fire that surrounds the archangel then asks him, "So, they finally figured it out, huh, Gabriel?"
Sam and Dean look over at their sister. "Gabriel? You knew he was an angel?!" Dean asks her angrily. "And where the hell did you get pie?!"
She shrugs, "Well, yeah. I've known for a while that he's an angel. And the pie is an added benefit of being Gabe's friend. Maybe if you were nicer to him instead of always trying to stab him, you'd get pie too." Gabriel winks at her and she takes another bite.
"How long have you known?" Sam asks a little bit calmer than Dean, but obviously angry at her.
"Since we first met him at the University of Springfield. I could see his wings which made me curious about what he was. So while you two were wrestling around in the motel room, I tracked Gabe down and we talked."
"You knew all this time that he wasn't a trickster and you never told us!" Dean yells at Jean.
Gabriel can sense that Jean is becoming stressed by her brothers and decides to bring their attention back to him. "She didn't tell you because I made her promise not to tell anyone." The brothers turn to face the archangel again. "You see, my family thinks that I'm dead and I wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. Anyway, where'd you get the holy oil?"
"Well, you might say we pulled it out of Sam's ass." Dean's reply causes Jean to start choking on the last bite of pie that she just put in her mouth. Gabriel's wings flare in alarm and inside of her Jean can feel Lucifer's grace begin to stir in anxiety. Sam walks over to Jean and smacks her hard on the back a couple of times. She stops choking and Gabriel's wings relax. Jean feels Lucifer's grace settle back down inside of her.
"Where'd I screw up?" Gabriel asks the brothers out of curiosity.
"You didn't," Sam replies while walking back to stand beside Dean once again. "But nobody gets the jump on Cass like you did."
"Mostly, it was the way you talked about Armageddon." Dean states.
"Meaning?"
"Well, call it personal experience. Nobody gets that angry unless they're talking about their own family." Dean tells Gabriel.
Jean puts her empty plate down on the table full of sweets and immediately the table and everything on it disappears. "Speaking of Cass...where is he?"
Gabriel looks over at her, "Don't worry, he's fine."
"Okay, Gabriel. How does an archangel become a trickster?" asks Dean.
"It's my own private witness protection. I skipped out of heaven, had a face transplant, carved out my own little corner of the world...till you two screwed it all up." Gabriel says pointing his fingers at Dean and Sam.
"What did Daddy say when you ran off and joined the pagans?" Dean asks as Jean makes her way over to her brothers.
"Daddy doesn't say anything about anything."
"Obviously, God thought it was an excellent idea since he followed Gabe's example and disappeared." Jean says sassily, but is ignored. Shrugging, Jean starts to walk around the large room, thinking as hard as she can to come up with a way to prevent Lucifer and Michael from fighting. She becomes so lost in her own thoughts that she misses most of the conversation between her brothers and her best friend.
However, no matter how hard she tries to think of something, her mind keeps wandering back to seeing Lucifer's true form for the first time; his long serpentine body covered in dark red, almost black, scales and his dragon-like head with a long forked blue tongue. For a moment, Jean fantasizes about Lucifer using his long tongue to pleasure her in his true form and a spark of arousal goes through her body. Lucifer's grace rouses in curiosity at what's turning his etam on and Jean is momentarily startled by how much stronger Lucifer's grace is inside of her. 'Must be because we're bonded now,' she thinks to herself. She decides to try an experiment and focuses on the thought of Lucifer using his wicked tongue on her and, much to Jean's delight, Lucifer's grace reacts, becoming more and more excited. She chuckles to herself and thinks, 'So I've got a new way of teasing you, huh, beloved?'
"Jean!! Hey, Jean!" Gabriel's shouting snaps her out of her erotic thoughts.
Jean looks over at him and sees that he's really nervous, "Huh? What?"
"Knock it off. I don't want my older brother showing up here all randy and ready to go."
Jean laughs, "Sorry. Could you see what I was thinking about?"
"No, but I can sense Luci's grace emitting from you and smell your arousal."
"Gross." Sam mutters.
"Focus, Jean. Get your mind out of the gutter." Dean scolds her.
"But if it wasn't for the gutter, my mind would be homeless."
There's a small amount of chuckling from the three men; well, two men and an archangel; before they get back to their previous conversation. "You sorry sons of bitches. Why do you think you two are the vessels? Think about it. Michael, the big brother, loyal to an absent father." Gabriel says while looking directly at Dean. He then looks at Sam, "And Lucifer, the little brother, rebellious of Daddy's plan. You were born to this, boys. It's your destiny. It was always you." Gabriel raises his hands high into the air, "As it is in heaven," he starts to lower his arms towards the ground, "so it must be on Earth. One brother has to kill the other. From the moment Dad flipped on the lights around here...we knew it was all gonna end with you. Always."
There is a pregnant pause before Dean says, "No. That's not gonna happen."
"I'm sorry...but it is."
"What about me? What role am I supposed to play?" asks Jean.
Gabriel simply shrugs, "Nobody really knows. To be honest with you, Jeanie, you're not supposed to even exist. Mary Winchester was only supposed to be pregnant with one child...Dean." The three Winchester siblings are disturbed by this new information. "And, until recently, most angels just considered you to be a spare vessel for either Michael or Lucifer. But then it was discovered that you're an etam and now most think you're a wild card...that you can tip the scales for better or for worse."
There is an uncomfortable silence and Jean becomes lost in her thoughts again. Her mind becomes consumed by what Gabriel just told her and she becomes unsettled. Without really realizing it, she begins to pace back and forth, ignoring everything else...including the gentle prodding of Lucifer's grace inside her. Suddenly, she's snapped out of her thoughts again when she plows into something solid and nearly falls backwards onto her butt. A pair of strong hands catch her quickly and Jean looks into the surprised face of Castiel. "Hi, Cass." When she sees the look on his face along with a small amount of blood on the bridge of his nose she asks him, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Castiel tells her, but she's not convinced since his hot pink wings are pressed tightly against his back. Castiel releases Jean then looks over at his older brother, "Hello, Gabriel."
"Hey, bro. How's the search for Daddy going? Let me guess. Awful."
"Shut up, Gabriel." Jean tells the archangel and he looks at her with a hurt expression on his face. "At least Cass is trying. He didn't run away and hide, essentially leaving his brothers to kill each other." She walks closer to the ring of holy fire and she feels Lucifer's grace, which has been swirling around inside her trying to turn her on again, flares in alarm. She stops several feet away from the fire and Lucifer's grace settles down some. "Castiel is risking his life to stop his brothers, who he's probably never even met, from killing each other. What's your excuse for giving up on trying to stop them, Gabriel?"
"I've tried to stop them! For millennia I've tried to stop them! To get them to listen to reason! But they're both so damn stubborn!"
"Then you be just as stubborn as they are and keep on trying, Gabe! You keep on fighting to save your brothers because you love them! You see those two dunderheads over there?" Jean points over at her brothers, "They're my brothers and although sometimes I don't like them, I will always love them because they're my family. Yes, we yell, scream, and occasionally throw punches at each other, but I would still give my own life to try and save theirs." Gabriel looks at her with a kicked puppy expression on his face, "Oh, don't look at me like that, Gabriel. You're my best friend and I'm gonna tell you the truth. All families fight. Even divine ones. Hell, my brothers and I are in a fight right now."
"Hey!" Sam shouts. "What'd I do? You're mad at Dean, remember? Because he didn't want you hunting with us."
"Oh, yeah. You see? We've been in so many fights that I can't keep track of who I'm mad at. And yet, the moment I heard that they disappeared I came running. And can you imagine the fight we're gonna have when they find out that I've basically married Lucifer."
"WHAT?!!" Both Sam and Dean shout in shock.
"See?" Jean says while pointing over at her very pissed-off brothers again. "We're about to get into another fight...and judging by the looks on my brothers' faces...it's going to be one helluva fight. Maybe as bad as the fights Dean and I get into over the last slice of pie...things quickly get bloody in those fights."
Gabriel smirks at Jean in amusement, "You are one weird human, Red."
"I choose to take that as a compliment."
Dean shakes his head at the interaction between his twin and the archangel, but any amusement he may have felt doesn't reach his eyes, which are filled with grief and pain. "Okay, we're out of here. We have a lot of things we need to talk about," Dean says, shaking his head in disappointment at his twin. He begins to back away towards the door. "Come on, Sam, Jean." He then turns his back on Gabriel and walks away.
"Uh, okay." Gabriel sounds worried as Sam and Jean start to follow their elder brother. Jean grabs Castiel's hand and begins to tug him along after them. She feels Lucifer's grace bubbling in jealousy inside her. Apparently, Castiel can sense it too because he instantly drops Jean's hand. "Guys? Red? So...so, what? Huh? You're just gonna...you're gonna leave me here forever?"
Dean turns back around, "No. We're not, because we don't screw with people the way you do. And for the record...this isn't about some prizefight between your brothers. Or some destiny that can't be stopped. This is about you being too afraid to stand up to your family!" He then breaks the glass covering the fire alarm and pulls the lever down. An alarm begins to blare and the sprinkler system starts to pour water down upon them. "Don't say I never did anything for you."
Dean and Sam leave the warehouse, but Jean lingers behind. She turns back around to face Gabriel, who looks absolutely miserable. "If you ever change your mind about helping us stop the Apocalypse, you have my number, Gabe."
Jean then turns and walks out of the door of the warehouse and spots her brothers standing by the Impala. She walks over to them and Dean looks at her. She holds her hands up in surrender, like Dean is pointing a gun at her. "Now before you start yelling at me, Dean, let me explain." Castiel walks out of the warehouse and stands a couple of feet behind Jean.
Sam turns around to face Jean and, much to her surprise, he seems to be more upset at her than Dean is. "Okay, go ahead, Jean. Explain to us what the hell you were thinking when you went behind our backs and bonded with the very monster that's trying to destroy the world!!" Sam yells at her. If looks could kill, Sam would have killed Jean about a thousand times by now.
Meanwhile, Dean is just leaning against the Impala, his forearms resting on the roof, and his head turned down looking at the ground. His silence is almost as frightening to Jean as the raging moose of a little brother now standing in front of her.
"He's not a monster! He's just misunderstood. Lucifer's actually really sweet once you get to know him..."
Sam's expression changes into a look of disgust, "How can you say that?! About Lucifer?! How fucking stupid are you?!"
Jean's face turns red from her anger, "How fucking dare you!" She yells, standing to her full height and getting into Sam's face. "I can say that because I actually know Lucifer! I didn't judge him based on a bunch of rumors and half-truths from religious fanatics! I actually talked to him and got to know him! Besides, what exactly has Lucifer done to you, Sam?! Or to Dean?! Has he been torturing you in your dreams?!"
"No."
"Has he sent any demons after you to bring you to him?!"
Sam shifts his weight from one foot to the other uncomfortable with where Jean is going with this. "No. But a demon did possess Bobby and come after us along with Meg and another demon."
"And did they say that Lucifer sent them?"
"No, they were after information about Michael's sword, which turned out to be talking about his vessel; me; and not an actual sword." Dean tells his twin.
"Well, that just raises another question...why didn't Lucifer tell the demons that Dean is Michael's vessel? If he
told the demons, they would all be gunning for Dean."
"I don't know, but what I do know is that Lucifer wants to destroy humanity, Jean! How can you be okay with that?!" Sam yells back, getting into Jean's face.
"I'm not okay with it. But can you blame him?! I mean...look at some of the monsters humanity has turned out: Ted Bundy, Hitler, BTK, Stalin. Hell, I worked a case once where a bunch of people had gone missing and their bodies were later found missing their skins. I thought it was a shapeshifter, but nope. It was just a human psychopath; skinning people and making things out of their skin. And remember that time when you were twelve and Dean and I were sixteen and dad forced me to stay in the motel room because whatever the monster was it was killing teenage girls? And it turned out to be a regular human man that was kidnapping, rapping, and killing these girls all because he 'wanted their voices'?"
"Okay. I admit, there's been a few bad apples..."
"A few? I remember a few years ago in Florida when that married couple let their little five year old daughter wade around in the swamp at dusk...the time of day when alligators are the most active and hunting for food. Surprise, surprise...the little girl was killed by an alligator and as a result over a hundred alligators were killed that day. All because the couple no longer wanted to be responsible for a child?"
Sam now looks annoyed and makes a bitch face at his older sister. "Okay, okay,enough!" Dean snaps at his bickering siblings. "I think that we can all agree that humans are crazy."
Sam rolls his eyes, "Dean, why aren't you yelling?! If there was ever a time for you to lose your temper, it would be now!"
Dean finally looks up, "I want to know why, Jean. Why did you decide to bond with Lucifer?"
Jean holds her head up high and looks her twin in the eyes. "There's a couple of reasons why, but the main reason is because I genuinely love him."
"Are you sure the fact that he's using Nick as a vessel has nothing to do with your feelings towards him? I mean, you did live with Nick for over a year, you must have had strong feelings for him."
Jean closes her eyes for a moment, "I admit, I did have strong feelings for Nick, but..." She opens her eyes, "The love I feel now is for Lucifer, not Nick."
"Has Lucifer tricked you in any way? Lied to you about anything?"
"No."
"Does he treat you well? He doesn't hit you or anything?"
"He treats me very well. Not a scratch...except during sex."
"Stop! I don't want to hear it!" Both of her brothers shout at the same time and with identical looks of disgust on their faces.
Sam then begins to shout, "Dean, you can't seriously be okay with this!"
"Sam, I learned two important lessons when that winged dick, Zachariah, sent me into the future." Jean looks at Dean in confusion, but remains quiet. "The first was that I needed to make up with you. The second was that Lucifer didn't go after you or release the Croatoan virus until after Jean's future self died."
"Whoa, hold on a minute. What are you talking about?" Jean asks.
"About a month ago, Cass' superior, a huge douchebag called Zachariah, sent me into the year 2014 where you were dead, Sam was Lucifer's meat suit, and my future self was a major dick. Not to mention Cass was no longer an angel, but an orgy-loving, drug addicted hippie."
Jean is surprised, "Cass?" She points at the said angel from over her shoulder. "This Cass?"
Castiel has an adorable confused look on his face, "What's an orgy?"
Dean nods his head, "Later, Cass. Anyway, the world Zachariah sent me to was overrun by Croats and, apparently, that world only went to hell after Jean died. Which means that she must have at least a little sway with Lucifer. So if she can delay the Apocalypse, even for a little while, we let her, Sam."
"Even if that means letting her be with Lucifer?!" Sam shouts in disbelief at his usually very overprotective brother.
It's clear that the eldest Winchester is trying his hardest to keep his temper under control. "As long as she doesn't bring him around you, I don't care."
"You don't care?! How can you not care?!"
"Because it's better than the alternative, Sam!"
"What do you mean, Dean?" Jean softly asks him.
Dean closes his eyes and turns his head away from his twin sister. "When I asked my future self how you had died, he would only say that it didn't matter. So I asked future Cass on our way to the final showdown with Lucifer and he told me the truth. My future self was the one who killed Jean." Sam and Jean are shocked into silence. "Future Jean and future me had a falling out when I, uh, he, whatever...found out about her and Lucifer. Future Jean ended up running off with Lucifer. Seven months later, my future self found the Colt and decided to test it by shooting Jean in the head."
There is silence for several minutes before Jean breaks it, "I don't understand...Why would he test to see if it was the real Colt on me?"
Dean continues to avoid looking Jean in the eyes. "She, uh, Future Jean, was...eight months pregnant."
"Shit...And Future Dean just...shot her? Just like that?" Jean asks in disbelief.
"According to Future Cass, Future Me lured Future You into meeting him at an abandoned building by lying to her about wanting to make amends. He shot her in the head, but not beforeā¦" Dean falls silent for a moment before continuing, "He stabbed an angel blade into her stomach...repeatedly." Castiel shifts in discomfort at this.
"Damn."
"As I said, Future Me was a major dick. Future Cass told me that was when Lucifer snapped and went berserk: releasing the Croatoan virus and taking Sam as his vessel."
Castiel nods, "That would make sense. It is known that the loss of an ugear's etam is a very traumatic experience. The first two ugears let themselves waste away and they eventually died. But I can easily see Lucifer losing his mind and lashing out at the world instead."
"Did you ask when this happened?"
Dean shakes his head, "No, there was just so much going on that I really didn't get the chance."
Sam asks while frowning, "So what do we do now? We can't leave Jean alone yet we can't take her with us either." Some of his anger has dissolved and he's much calmer now.
"Why can't I hunt with you guys? We'll just take separate cars and stay in different motels. Luci's not interested in Sam as long as he has me."
Dean shakes his head, "I don't know. I need time to think. One thing's for sure though, we need to prevent that future from happening." He points at Jean, "You, uh, you know...Use," the expression on his face is a mixture of disgust and extreme awkwardness, "use protection. We don't need any baby devils." Castiel shifts in place uncomfortably, like he has something that he wants to tell the Winchester siblings, but can't quite figure out how. Before Castiel can speak whatever it is that's on his mind, Dean opens the driver's side door of the Impala thenquickly gets behind the wheel. Jean can feel her face becoming hot from embarrassment. Sam hesitates for a moment, looking torn between getting into the car and wanting to yell at Jean some more. Finally, he decides to get inside of the car, opening the passenger side door and sliding into the seat without saying a word to his older sister.
Jean walks over to Dean's window and leans down to look at him. "Listen, there's something else I need to tell you guys."
Dean groans, "What now?"
"Lucifer told me that there's a loophole...a way for him to keep his current vessel and not need Sam."
Dean and Sam look at her in surprise, "This is freakin' important information, Jean. Why didn't you tell us sooner?"
"Because he never told me what the loophole actually is. Only that it involves me and that the two of us needed to be bonded. I didn't tell you because I knew you guys would have tried to stop me."
Sam glares at her and angrily asks, "Anything else you've been keeping from us?"
"Only that for having been trapped in a cage for thousands of years, Lucifer is a fantastic lover."
Dean pinches the bridge of his nose and Sam makes a noise of disgust. "Damn it, Jean! Why do you always tell us the things we don't want to know and keep to yourself the things we need to know?" Dean scolds her.
She grins goofily at her brothers, "I'm quirky that way." Her smile slowly fades away and she tells them, "I'm going to Bobby's to fill him in on all of this. If you need me, I'll be there."
Dean starts the Impala's engine, "I'll call you in a couple of days to make sure Bobby hasn't killed you." Dean tells her, only half joking.
Jean watches as the Impala drives away. She frowns to herself worried that this might have been the last time that she ever sees her brothers.
"Jean," the sound of her name snaps her out of her sorrowful thoughts.
She looks up and sees Castiel walking towards her; she had completely forgotten that he was there. "Yeah? What is it Cass?"
Castiel stops in front of her, his hot pink wings are pressed tightly against his back again in trepidation. "I just want you to know that if you ever need help...if Lucifer should ever hurt you in any way...you can always pray to me and I will help you if I can."
Jean smiles at him, "Thanks, Cass. I appreciate it, but I know that Lucifer would never do anything to hurt me...At least not intentionally." She gives him a hug causing Lucifer's grace to bubble up inside of her in jealousy, which, in turn, causes Castiel's wings to flare open in alarm.
She releases him and starts to walk towards her Mustang. Castiel calls out to her again, "Jean." She turns back around to look at him. "If any angel under Michael's command tries to hurt you...make sure that you make physical contact with them. Their instincts will kick in and they won't harm you."
Jean looks immensely confused, but before she can ask him any questions Castiel disappears. She shrugs, "Okay, then." She gets behind the wheel of her car and begins the drive from Ohio to South Dakota.
At 10 o'clock that night, Jean stops at a rundown motel in Iowa. She is absolutely exhausted from the previous day's sexual exploits and then having driven sixteen hours straight to reach Ohio. She flops down on the bed in her motel room and is almost instantly asleep.
She is woken up a few hours later by something running up and down the right side of her body. She slowly slides her left forearm under her pillow and wraps her hand around the handle of the silver bladed knife that she always keeps under her pillow. "You shouldn't sleep on your stomach anymore, love." A familiar deep voice whispers into her ear and she let's go of the knife.
Jean shifts so that she's now laying on her left side and yawns loudly. "Bite me, Lucifer," she grumbles and immediately after she says it she feels a slight pain on her right shoulder. "Ow! Why did you do that?" Jean is now fully awake and aware of Lucifer's hard body pressing up against her from behind.
"You said to bite you...so I did." Lucifer replies while nuzzling his face against the side of her neck. He sucks and nips at her neck causing her to moan loudly and grind her bottom against him. He growls in pleasure before moving away from her neck. "We need to talk, my love." He sits up and so does Jean. She moves behind him and gets up on her knees. She starts to gently caress and groom Lucifer's wings. Lucifer closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of his etam's fingers passing through his feathers. He spreads his wings open farther, giving her easier access toall of his sparkly, hot pink feathers. He moans in pleasure as Jean straightens his soft covert feathers and he can feel his vessel starting to respond to her gentle touches. Realising that she's trying; and succeeding; to arouse him, Lucifer moves his wings away from her and turns to face her. He then picks Jean up and places her on his lap. She wraps her arms around his neck then starts to place chaste kisses to his lips. "Stop, Jean. This is important." He manages to tell her in between kisses.
"Hey, I didn't start this. You did." She trails a hand down his chest and to the hardening bulge in his pants.
Lucifer moans as Jean begins rubbing him through his pants. "You told me to bite you."
"Because you woke me up." Lucifer pouts because he knows that he's lost their weird little game. "Ha! I won!" Jean gloats before kissing Lucifer again.
He breaks the kiss again causing Jean to pout and stop her hand movements. "We really need to talk."
She suddenly remembers that she's been meaning to talk to him about the demons that he keeps sending to follow her around. She frowns at Lucifer, "Yes, we do need to talk. I'm sick and tired of having demons trailing me everywhere I go. You need to stop ordering them to follow me."
It's Lucifer's turn to frown, "I only want to make sure that you're safe."
"If you really want to make sure that I stay safe then you should be stalking me yourself instead of sending demons who may not be entirely loyal to you."
"Yes, I've been wondering about that myself. Ever since I told a demon called Crowley to watch you and he passed the job down to two lower demons."
"Okay... Let's make a deal. You stop sending demons to follow me and in exchange..." Jean unbuttons Lucifer's pants and slides the zipper down.
"And in exchange, I want you to quit hunting and getting so 'close' to my brothers." Lucifer's wings flare and his feathers ruffle in jealousy.
"That's a big no on the first part." Jean chuckles slightly, "Aw...but I like making you jealous. You turn into such an animal in bed when you think you have to claim me," she moves her face closer to Lucifer's, "and mark me as yours."
Lucifer smirks and quickly captures her lips with his in a passionate kiss. His hands slip under the helm of her shirt and slowly trail upwards to cup her breasts. Jean slips one of her hands into Lucifer's jeans and past his boxers. Suddenly, he breaks the kiss and says to Jean, "I have something really important that I need to tell you, my love."
Jean pouts at her mate, "Can't it wait until later? I'm horny and need you badly."
Lucifer snarls and rips Jean's shirt off of her then throws her back onto the bed and crawls on top of her.
Afterwards, Jean falls asleep on Lucifer's bare chest while he is content to just hold her and watch her sleep. His wings are folded protectively around his etam and one of his hands rests on her stomach. They stay in this position until the sun begins to rise and Lucifer has to leave her to tend to some business down in Hell.
When Jean finally wakes up, Lucifer is gone. She rolls out of bed and then, butt-naked, makes her way to the small bathroom. She looks at her reflection in the mirror and notices that her body is littered with bite marks and bruises except for on her stomach. Jean finds it kind of funny that Lucifer is so tender with her stomach, but rough with the rest of her body. Not that she's complaining, she likes how rough he is. She feels Lucifer's grace react to her slight arousal and smirks mischievously. Jean turns on the water to the shower, waits for it to warm up, then steps under the running water. She continues thinking erotic thoughts about her and Lucifer, feeling his grace becoming more and more excited inside of her. She let's one of her hands drift down her body to her womanhood.
She hears the sound of flapping wings announcing the arrival of her ugear. The shower curtain is violently moved to the side and Lucifer is standing there in all his naked glory. "Damnit, woman. How am I supposed to get anything done with you teasing me all the time?" Lucifer steps into the shower with Jean and pushes her back against the shower wall. Above them, the feathers of Lucifer's wings are fluffing from the water hitting them and will occasionally shake themselves reminding Jean of when a bird is bathing itself in a birdbath or in the rain.
Forty-five minutes later, the lovers get out of the shower. Jean dries herself off with a towel, but all Lucifer has to do is snap his fingers and he's instantly dry and fully dressed. "Show off," Jean mumbles, causing Lucifer to smirk at her and smack her ass.
"I'll see you tonight, kitten. Try to stay out of trouble until then."
Jean pretends to pout, "Aw...where's the fun in that?"
Lucifer kisses her passionately before disappearing. Jean walks out of the bathroom and quickly gets dressed into clean clothes. She gathers her belongings, throwing everything into her duffel bag before leaving the room and checking out of the motel.
She drives the rest of the way to Sioux Falls, South Dakota and when she arrives at Bobby's she parks her Mustang behind his old tan Dodge Charger. She gets out of the car and walks up to the front door. She hesitates before entering the house, knowing that Bobby is going to be extremely pissed when she tells him that she's now bonded with Lucifer. Jean takes a deep breath then opens the door. "Hey, Bobby!" She calls out to the older Hunter, "We, uh, need to talk!"
