Chapter 25: The Reason He's Feared.
After the wraith hunt in Oklahoma, Jean returns to Bobby's to help him with the phones and research while Dean and Sam travel to Housatonic, Massachusetts to investigate a possible poltergeist haunting the house of one of their old babysitters. However, Sam ends up unwillingly swapping bodies with a teenage boy named Gary Frankel via witchcraft. The two brothers manage to get Sam back into his own body and Gary back into his. Dean then scares the crap out of Gary by telling him to straighten up and fly right or they will be back to kill him.
The following week, Castiel takes Sam and Dean back in time to 1978 in order to stop the angel, Anna, from killing John and Mary before Dean, Jean, and Sam are born. Jean wants to go with them, but Castiel refuses to take her with them. He explains to her that time traveling is very difficult even with the power of heaven and that he only has enough power to take Dean and Sam with him...if he even has that much power. That and he really doesn't want to piss off Lucifer.
After Dean, Sam, and Castiel leave, Jean prays to Lucifer and when he shows up she tells him what is going on then begs for him to take her into the past in order to save her parents. "Absolutely, not."
Jean frowns at him, "Why?"
"Because there is a very good chance that Michael will have to resolve this problem himself and I don't want you anywhere near my older brother. Castiel is cut off from Heaven, if the trip doesn't kill him, then it will leave him virtually powerless, and with little Cass out of the picture do you really believe that your brothers have a chance at killing an angel? Especially one that Dean has feelings for? No. My older brother will have to step in and kill her himself. And if I'm there in the past too? There will be a good chance of us fighting right then and there."
Jean nods, "I see your point. I just wanted to see my parents again. I wish that I could let them know that they're going to be grandparents."
Lucifer holds her close to him, "I don't know what happened to your mother's soul, but John's should be somewhere down in Hell."
"My brothers said that his soul escaped from Hell when Colt's devil's gate was opened and all those demons were freed. He helped Dean kill Azazel and then disappeared."
Lucifer nods, "His soul returned to Hell. I just never bothered to learn where he is." He kisses her forehead, "It will take some time, but I will track him down."
Bobby rolls into the kitchen where he sees the two of them in an embrace. Bobby points his shotgun at Lucifer and tells him, "You better get the hell off of my property before I fill you so full of salt that you crap margaritas."
Jean chuckles, but Lucifer isn't amused or intimidated by Bobby's threat. He grabs the shotgun from Bobby's hands before twisting it into a knot. Lucifer then leaves with the sound of fluttering wings. Jean turns to Bobby, "He just Bugs Bunny-ed you."
Lucifer returns later that night as Jean is just starting to drift off to sleep. She hears the sound of fluttering wings signaling the arrival of her husband and opens her eyes to see Lucifer standing by the side of her bed. "So why don't you want me anywhere near Michael? Castiel says that angels will instinctively want to protect me now that I'm pregnant with fledglings."
Lucifer sighs and sits down on the edge of the bed, "Most of them will, but there may be a few exceptions where the angel's hatred for me will override those instincts. I don't know if Michael will try to kill you or take you and the babies away to where I won't be able to get to you. Either way, it means that I could lose you and if that ever happens I would be devastated."
"I understand, Luci. I would be devastated if anything ever happened to you too. Which is why I'm going to do everything that I can to stop the two of you from fighting."
Lucifer turns on the bed in order to look at her. He cups her cheek, "There are just some things in this universe that can't be stopped. This fight is one of them. Please do not put yourself or our little ones in danger." He places a hand on her belly and strokes it affectionately with his thumb.
Jean smiles at him before placing a gentle kiss to his lips which he eagerly returns. "Now, how about the Devil disciplines this naughty schoolgirl, huh?" Lucifer gets on top of her, keeping most of his weight off of her by supporting himself with his elbows and knees. Things quickly become heated between the lovers as they spend the rest of the night tangled in each other's arms.
Another week passes by and it's now Valentine's Day. While her brothers are dealing with the second horseman, Famine, Lucifer decides to take Jean on an actual date. He dresses up in a white suit with a blue button up dress shirt under the white jacket. He snaps his fingers and a large box of chocolates appears in his hands. He then flies to Bobby's and appears in the guest room where Jean is reading a book on parenting. She looks up when Lucifer holds the box in front of her face. "Chocolate!" she says, grabbing the box from her ugear. "Thank you, beloved." She opens the box and begins to eat the chocolate.
He watches her in amusement, "Don't fill up on those, love. I'm taking you out to eat," he looks at what his etam is wearing: black sweatpants and one of Bobby's old grey shirts. "But first you'll need a change of clothes." He waves his hand and a beautiful dress appears on the end of the bed. It's white with a lace pattern of blue roses over the bodice, long sleeves, and bottom of the dress.
Jean raises an eyebrow at the dress, "Um, it's a very beautiful dress, Luci, but I don't like to wear dresses. Ever since that boy looked up my dress in kindergarten and I kicked him in the face."
"I know, but I promise you that nobody is going to look up your dress. Actually, I take that back, I might." Lucifer smirks at Jean, "Wear it for me, my love. I've always wanted to see you in something beautiful and elegant instead of those lumberjack clothes you always wear."
"I don't know." Lucifer gives her his best puppy dog eyes and Jean instantly caves. "Okay, I'll wear the dress, but I'm not wearing high heels."
"Agreed," he waves his hand again and a pair of beautiful blue gladiator sandals appear beside the dress.
Jean stands up from the bed and Lucifer's eyes immediately go to her swollen belly. "Since you're making me wear a dress, I think it's only fair that I make you wait outside the room until I'm ready."
Lucifer pouts, "I don't see how that's fair."
Jean smiles at him, "Trust me, it will be worth the wait." She kisses him on the lips, "Oh, and Luci, you look incredibly handsome."
He raises an eyebrow at her, "Don't I always?"
She chuckles, "Of course, you do. Now go so I can get ready."
Lucifer pouts again but disappears, leaving Jean alone in the room. Two hours later, he returns to Bobby's house. He kills some more time by messing with the handicapped hunter; causing a strong breeze to go through the room and scattering loose papers around the room, taking things when Bobby turns away for a second and putting them just out of his reach. It doesn't take long for Bobby to realize that something supernatural is going on and quickly retrieves his new shotgun. "Alright, I know you're there. Now show yourself you son of a bitch!"
Lucifer appears right behind Bobby, "Actually, it's more like son of a bastard since I technically don't have a mother."
Bobby startles slightly and turns his head to look over his shoulder at the fallen archangel. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm waiting for Jean to finish getting dressed so that I can take her out to eat at a nice restaurant. But she's taking forever and I'm so bored," he whines.
"It's a good thing I'm ready then," Jean's voice says from the doorway behind Lucifer.
Both Bobby and Lucifer turn around to see Jean standing there wearing the dress that Lucifer gave her with her shoulder length hair curled and light make-up on her face. Bobby's mouth drops open slightly at the sight of Jean in an actual dress. Lucifer grins and takes one of her hands, kissing the back of it before flipping it over and placing another kiss to the pulse point of her wrist. His smile widens when he notices how well the dress shows off his mate's baby bump. "You look stunning, kitten."
"Don't I always?" she retorts back to him his own words from earlier.
"You will always look stunning to me, Jean, no matter what." Jean begins to cry tears of joy and Lucifer wipes them away.
Jean frowns slightly, "Why did you have to make the dress so snug?"
"I want everyone to see that you're carrying my babies."
"Babies? Did you just say babies?"
"Yes, Singer, I said babies. As in more than one; twins as a matter of fact." Lucifer turns his attention back to his etam, "Now before we go, there's one more thing I must do." He places his right hand on Jean's round belly. She feels a slight tingling sensation and watches in amazement as the blisters, open wounds, and scars on Lucifer's face start to heal. Once his vessel is mostly restored, he rubs her belly affectionately with his thumb before removing his hand. "That will do for now. I don't want to take the chance of accidentally hurting our little ones." He then takes Jean's hand once again and the two disappear.
They appear outside of a fancy restaurant in what seems to be Paris. They walk inside of the restaurant and Jean's mouth drops open slightly at how beautifully decorated it is. The walls are marble trimmed in gold with paintings near the ceiling. There are floor to ceiling windows on one wall with gold curtains partially covering them. Hanging from the ceiling are antique gold chandeliers spaced about twenty feet apart. The tables are small, meant to seat only two, but are covered in a red tablecloth which reaches the black and white checkered floor with smaller white lace tablecloths over them. The chairs are red and gold and look very comfortable.
Lucifer and Jean walk up to where a well-groomed man of average height is standing behind a podium. When the maître d' sees them his eyes flash black and he bows low to them. "Mon Seigneur! Ma reine! Puis-je vous montrer à votre table?" (My Lord! My Queen! May I show you to your table?)
"Oui," (Yes,) Lucifer replies and the couple follows the demon maître d' to the best table in the restaurant. Lucifer pulls a chair out for Jean and she sits down. He then sits down in the chair across from her as the maître d' returns to his post at the entrance of the restaurant.
"Luci, this is all very beautiful and romantic, but it's not really my thing. I mean I feel completely out of place here."
Lucifer takes her hand and kisses it, "I know, but I want to show you off. So will you do this for me, my love?"
"Of course, I will."
A slender blonde hair male waiter approaches their table with two menus. His eyes flash black as he hands them the menus. "Que puis-je vous faire boire, Mon Seigneur?" (What can I get you to drink, my Lord?)
"Un verre de ton vin le plus Cher pour moi et un verre d'eau pour ma femme," (A glass of your most expensive wine for me and a glass of water for my wife.) Lucifer tells the waiter in perfect French. The waiter bows and leaves to get their drinks.
"Um, Lucifer? Are all of the staff in this restaurant demons?"
He chuckles, "Yes, along with the other customers. They are some of my most loyal demons. I figured this would be the best way to ease you into your new role as Queen of Hell."
Jean shifts in her chair and turns her attention to her menu. "I don't suppose there's a way for me to have you without having to take the title of Queen of Hell?"
"No," he tells her and she sighs.
A few minutes later, the demon waiter returns with their drinks. "Puis-je prendre votre commander, mon Seigneur?" (May I take your order, my Lord?)
"Je vais avoir un steak bien cuit et une pomme de terre haute four," (I'll have a well done steak and a baked potato.) Jean tells the waiter. Her French isn't as good as Lucifer's, but at least she didn't say something completely weird or stupid.
Lucifer smiles at his etam and tells the waiter what he wants. They hand the waiter the menus and he walks away. "I should have known that you could speak French, my love."
She nods, "I speak many languages, Bobby and Pastor Jim taught me when I was little. I'm a little rusty though." She looks into his icy blue eyes and says, "Je t'aime." (I love you.)
Lucifer's smile widens and he leans over the table to kiss her.
Two weeks later and Jean is now sixteen weeks pregnant. She's traveling with her brothers to Scottsdale, Arizona where four children have gone missing and three young women have mysteriously died. Sam is behind the wheel while Dean is asleep in the passenger seat and Jean is lying down in the backseat. All of a sudden, Jean feels something wet on her shirt. She sits up and looks down at her shirt where there's two wet spots over her breasts. "Huh. Sammy, could you pull into the next store or gas station?" Jean asks, confused.
"Yeah. Sure," Sam replies.
Jean pulls her phone out of her yellow and grey flannel over shirt. She scrolls through her contacts until she finds the number she needs. She pushes the call button and after three rings a woman answers, "Hello, Jean."
"Hi, Ellen. I have a question for you."
"Okay, but make it quick I'm in the middle of a hunt."
"I, uh, think that I started, uh, lactating is that normal?"
The Impala suddenly jerks to the right causing Dean's head to bang into the window. "Ow! What the hell, Sammy?" Dean complains while rubbing his head.
"It's completely normal, Jeanie. It's called colostrum," Ellen tells the younger, more inexperienced woman over the phone. "It's just your body getting ready for the baby."
"Oh, okay. Do I just wait for it to stop?"
"Yeah, that's about all you can do about it. I've got to go now, Jean. Call me if you have any more questions."
"Thanks, Ellen." Jean says before hanging up.
"Wait for what to stop?" A confused Dean asks his siblings.
"Apparently, Jean is...lactating," Sam tells him, feeling very awkward at the moment.
Dean looks over the backseat at his twin sister, sees the wet spots, then quickly turns away. "Ew, Jean, can't you, uh, hold it in or something?"
Jean looks at Dean in disbelief, "Yeah, Dean, and I can also write my name in the snow with them too."
"So there's nothing you can do to stop it? You better not get it all over my Baby."
"Ellen says I just have to wait for them to stop." Jean grins mischievously, "Or I guess I can always have Lucifer suck 'em dry."
Both of her brothers make a face of disgust and simultaneously tell her, "No!"
A few hours later, they find an abandoned house to squat in about five miles outside of the Scottsdale city limits. It's dusty and mostly empty inside, but there's at least an old couch with a hideaway bed so they have a place to sleep other than the floor. Jean immediately changes her shirt while Sam and Dean are in another room changing into their FBI outfits. Since Jean's FBI outfit no longer fits, she's going to stay behind and do research on her laptop to figure out what they're hunting.
After a long day of interviewing the friends and family of the deceased women and missing children and coming up with nothing, Dean and Sam return to the abandoned house to see if Jean has found anything.
"I haven't found a damn thing," she tells her brothers. "I thought it might have been a changeling, but there's absolutely no connection between the missing kids and the dead women. I've also ruled out the usual suspects: werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and demons." She sighs, "I also did a background check on the women and couldn't even find a parking ticket for any of them. The only thing I did find is that they all had the same OB-GYN which isn't that odd in a town of this size. So, I need you guys to go to the morgue and look at the bodies. If you two find anything freaky maybe then I can narrow the list down to a couple of monsters." Jean's stomach lets out a loud grumble, "But first, we should get something to eat. My babies are hungry."
"Babies?" Sam asks, surprised.
Dean chuckles and holds his right hand out towards Sam. "Pay up, Sammy. I told you Jean was too big to be having only one baby." Jean quickly stands up from the couch and punches Dean's bicep, hard. "Ow!" He rubs the spot where his twin hit him as she storms past him and out of the house.
They pick up some burgers from a diner in town then stop at a grocery store for some snacks for Jean. They return to the abandoned house to enjoy their food. Jean focuses solely on her food, but her brothers eat while doing research on her and Sam's laptops. At least, Sam is doing research; Dean is on Busty Asian Beauties dot com. Jean finishes her own food and manages to eat half of Dean's fries before he notices her and guards his remaining food.
At two in the morning, Sam and Dean go to break into the morgue where the women's bodies are. They leave Jean, who is fast asleep on the dilapidated mattress of the old couch, alone at the old house. The brothers manage to break into the building without any problems then they split up. Dean goes to look for the bodies while Sam looks for where the morgue keeps the medical files. Sam finds the files and quickly flips through them. Once he's done, he walks through the building to where the bodies are kept. When he arrives he sees Dean leaning over one of the women's bodies looking for any strange marks or bites.
Dean looks up at Sam when he stops across from him. "I don't think this is a job for us, Sammy. I haven't found any strange causes of death with any of the three women."
Sam shakes his head, "No. Something strange is definitely going on, Dean."
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because according to their files Anna Marie Darkholme," Sam points down at the body they're standing next to, "was seven months pregnant. Emma Gray was six months pregnant and Violet Lasko four."
Dean looks surprised and glances at each of the women's flat abdomens. "Okay, being that far along they all should be showing, but they look as if they've never been knocked up. So, where's the babies?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's time to call Bobby." Sam suggests to his older brother.
Dean pulls his phone out from the pocket of his jacket and calls the older hunter. The phone rings three times before a grumpy voice says, "What do you want?"
"Well, hello to you too," Dean replies. "Listen, Bobby. Jean, Sam, and I are in Arizona and we can't figure out what it is we're hunting." Bobby's only response is a grunt and Dean takes that as a 'go on'. "Four kids have gone missing and three women were found dead. All three women were pregnant, but there's no sign of the babies. It looks like they were never pregnant."
"Balls! Get Jean out of there now, Dean!"
"What? Why?"
"Because you're hunting an aswang...a creature that's part vampire and part witch and they eat children and unborn fetuses."
"Shit!" Dean abruptly ends the call then dials Jean's number. "Sam, we have to go now!"
"Why? What's going on, Dean?"
"Jean is in danger and so are our future nieces or nephews. This monster eats children and unborn babies. Damn it! Jean isn't answering her phone." He ends the call as he hurries out of the building with Sam right behind him. He tries to call Castiel, but he doesn't answer either. They climb into Baby and Dean peels out in the parking lot in his rush to get back to make sure that his little sister is okay.
Meanwhile at the abandoned house, Jean is still sleeping with one hand resting on her round belly and the other under her wadded up jacket that she's using as a pillow where an iron knife is hidden. Years ago, her father taught Dean, Sam, and her to sleep with a knife under the pillow and one eye open. However, since Jean's been sleeping with Lucifer at night she's gotten out of the habit of sleeping with one eye open due to how safe she feels with him by her side.
Jean is suddenly startled awake by a loud tik-tik noise and she's instantly on alert; wrapping her hand around the handle of the knife and cracking open one eye. The noise comes again sounding farther away this time, but Jean doesn't buy it and keeps her hand wrapped around her knife. As the creature slowly approaches Jean she gets a good look at it; it's clearly female with long greasy black hair, bat-like wings, a mouthful of sharp fangs, a long probe-like tongue, and blood-shot eyes. Jean curses herself out in her mind as she realizes what this creature is and that her babies are in imminent danger. She is now regretting her decision of asking Lucifer to stay away while she's with her brothers. Of course, Lucifer was not happy about her request, but reluctantly agreed. As the aswang stands over the mattress, Jean sits up and swings the iron knife, slicing the aswang across her chest. The aswang howls in pain and fury, while taking a few steps away from Jean. Jean feels the sensation of grace stirring deep within her, but it's not Lucifer's familiar grace; it's far too weak and she doesn't feel the usual inhuman strength she gets from her ugear's grace. Instead this grace seems to be calling out to someone. As Jean quickly gets to her feet and takes a fighting stance, she thinks to herself 'I wonder if the babies just cried out for their daddy?'
As a matter of fact, they did. But Lucifer isn't the only angel to hear it. Angels all over the Earth and in Heaven heard the call. Most angels are unsure of what to do; their instincts tell them to go and protect the unborn fledglings, but the fact that the fledglings' father is Lucifer causes them to reconsider. There are only three angels that actually respond. The first is Lucifer. When he feels his offspring's distress call he is immediately on his feet. Snarling fiercely and his eyes glowing red in anger, he flares all six of his magnificent wings, the feathers bristling. The demons that are in the room with him shrink back and cower in fear. With a single downward thrust of his wings Lucifer disappears from the throne room in Hell. The second angel to respond is the archangel Gabriel. When he feels the call he's in the middle of teaching a giant human douche a valuable lesson, but stops to go and check on his human best friend and his nieces or nephews. However when he feels the overwhelming power from his older brother's rage Gabriel decides to stay away and let Lucifer handle it. The final angel to react is Castiel. He can also sense Lucifer's anger and decides to find Sam and Dean in order to warn them.
Meanwhile, the aswang has recovered and starts to move towards Jean. The aswang stops when the temperature in the house suddenly drops below freezing and the air itself crackles with electricity. Lucifer appears in front of Jean ready to protect her and his unborn fledglings. His wings are raised high in an intimidating posture and his eyes are glowing crimson. He grabs the aswang by her throat then throws her across the room. Her back slams against the wall and she drops to the floor. Before the aswang can get back to her feet, Lucifer is standing over her. The front door bursts open causing Jean and Lucifer to glance over at it to see Sam and Dean standing in the threshold with Castiel right behind them. Taking advantage of the momentary distraction, the aswang opens her bat-like wings to fly away only to have Lucifer grab her wings and with ease breaks them before ripping them from her back. She screams in agony and Lucifer takes this opportunity to grasp her long tongue before yanking it out of her mouth. He crushes one of her kneecaps by stomping on it. He then rips off one of her arms. The Devil is in a full-blown rage and it is absolutely terrifying. Dean, Sam, and Castiel watch in terror as Lucifer continues to tear the aswang apart limb by limb.
Once the aswang is reduced to a puddle of blood, guts, and limbs thrown in random directions, Lucifer turns his attention to the three males standing in the doorway. Lucifer fully extends his wings, lightning flashing behind him causing the shadows of his wings to become visible for the two male Winchesters to see. Castiel's wings lower in submission and press tightly against his back in fear while he physically shrinks away from the more powerful fallen angel. Lucifer starts to take a step towards them, but Jean's voice stops him in his tracks. "Luci," she calls his name and he can hear how scared and upset she is.
Lucifer changes directions and goes to comfort his etam. He snaps his fingers and the blood that covers him instantly vanishes along with what is left of the aswang laying on the floor. As Lucifer approaches Jean, Dean goes to intercept him, but is stopped by Castiel placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't, Dean."
"Did you see what he just did?! I can't let him near my sister!"
"Dean, if you try to keep Lucifer away from Jean you will meet the same fate as that aswang."
Dean sighs, but doesn't make any further attempts to stop Lucifer. Lucifer reaches Jean and cups her face in his hands. "It's okay, love. You and our little ones are safe now." He leads her over to the hideaway bed, but makes a face of disgust when he sees the ratty old mattress. Lucifer snaps his fingers and the couch is replaced by a queen size bed.
"Thank you, Luci," Jean tells her ugear sincerely while laying down on the bed.
"I will always protect you and our fledglings," Lucifer says, laying down beside Jean. She cuddles up against Lucifer, laying her head on his chest and he wraps his arms around her; his wings folded behind him.
Sam, Dean, and Castiel are still standing awkwardly by the front door. "Are you okay, Jeanie?" Dean asks.
Jean looks over at her twin, "I'm fine." She replies, but Lucifer can tell that she's still upset.
Lucifer looks over at the trio; his eyes back to their normal icy blue; and sighs. "You might as well come inside. I'm not leaving Jean's side and I can tell that you're not going to leave me alone with her."
"Damn straight," Dean says, sounding more confident than he actually feels, then walks farther into the house with Sam hesitantly following him. Castiel brings up the rear, making sure to stay as far away from Lucifer as he can.
Castiel takes in Lucifer's appearance carefully. "Your vessel...it has been healed."
"For the most part. I had to drain some of the babies' grace to repair Nick, which is why they couldn't protect themselves or Jean from the aswang."
"If you hadn't shown up when you did, beloved, I hate to think about what would've happened." Jean shudders.
Lucifer holds her closer to him and begins to purr. Sam and Dean are shocked, "Is, is he...purring?" asks Sam.
"The Devil purrs like an overgrown alley cat?"
"All angels purr. It's our way of comforting each other." Castiel tells the brothers.
Dean opens his mouth to make a smart ass comment, but closes it when Lucifer raises a hand, ready to snap his fingers in retaliation. Dean looks around the dusty living room, "So where are Sam and I supposed to sleep?"
"Not my problem," Lucifer replies, his broken rumbling purr momentarily coming to a stop.
Jean yawns, "It can be." Lucifer huffs, but snaps his fingers and two military cots appear with a mattress, sheets, a blanket, and a pillow each. "Thank you, beloved."
Lucifer purrs louder at Jean's appreciation and she's quickly lulled into a peaceful sleep.
Early the next morning, Lucifer cannot stand the boredom of staring down Castiel anymore and decides to mess with Dean and Sam. He gently rolls Jean onto her back and she lets out a loud snore, but doesn't wake up. Reluctant to leave Sam and Dean in a room with the Devil, Castiel watches in curiosity from the corner that he's been standing in all night. Lucifer gets on his knees and starts to kneed and play with Jean's breasts causing her to moan in her sleep. Castiel turns his head away in embarrassment at his older brother's indecent actions. Lucifer then starts to slightly bounce on the bed causing the bed springs to squeak. Jean opens her eyes a little and asks in a sleep-filled voice, "What are you doing, Luci?"
He chuckles then whispers into her ear, "I'm bored so I'm messing with your brothers." He squeezes both of her breasts roughly and she moans loudly in pleasure.
Dean turns over on his bed and mummers, "What the hell is that noise?" Lucifer squeezes Jean's breasts again and another moan of pleasure escapes her lips. "You two better not be doing what I think you're doing."
"Ew, Jean!" Sam says, putting his pillow over his head.
"Relax, guys. We're not doing anything. Lucifer is just messing with you." Lucifer laughs and stops bouncing on the bed, but keeps stimulating Jean's breasts. "Luci, stop or I'm gonna start...And there they go," she sighs as she begins lactating. "Damn it."
Lucifer feels something wet and removes his hands. He chuckles, "Want me to help you with that?"
A pillow is thrown at Lucifer, but the fallen angel catches it with ease, not even having to turn his head to look. "Keep your damn lips off my sister while you're around Sam and me. It's gross."
Jean sits up, "Stop being a hypocrite, Dean. You slept with Anna once and she was an angel."
"Yeah, but we didn't do it with Sam and you in the room. And she was technically human then," Dean replies while sitting up in his bed. Lucifer throws Dean's pillow back at him, hitting him in the face.
Jean laughs and Lucifer smirks at Dean. "Trust me, Dean, if we were actually having sex you would know it. Your sister is a screamer."
Two identical sounds of disgust come from Dean and Sam. "This is hell...I'm in hell." Sam says, moving his pillow so that he can cover his ears.
Dean replies, "No, trust me, this is worse."
Jean playfully slaps Lucifer's arm, "Luci, stop tormenting my brothers."
"But it's so much fun," Lucifer tells her as she stands up from the bed and starts to walk towards the front door. "What are you doing?"
Jean looks over her shoulder at her ugear, "I'd tell you, but then you might want to spank me." She winks at him and Lucifer's feathers ruffle in arousal. She also sees Castiel's wings ruffle slightly and so does Lucifer. He flares his wings in anger at the younger angel and Castiel lowers his own wings in submission.
Sam and Dean both groan in misery, "Damn it, Jean. I thought you were on our side."
"I'm on whichever side is more fun, which just so happens to be Luci's at the moment," she replies before opening the front door and Lucifer is immediately on his feet, ready to follow her. She holds her hand up to stop him, "Relax, Luci. I'm just going to go pee and I want a little privacy to do so." Lucifer sits back down on the bed with a huff and Jean walks outside, shutting the door behind her.
When Jean returns after finding a place to hide in order to relieve her bladder, she walks back into the living room only to see Lucifer lighting Black Cat firecrackers and tossing them at her brothers and Castiel. When Lucifer notices Jean he immediately stops and the firecrackers disappear. "C'mon, Jean. Pay attention to me. I'm bored." Lucifer whines while pouting at his etam.
Jean shakes her head, "I swear I married a five year old." She walks towards the bed, gets onto the bed, then crawls a little in order to sit behind Lucifer. She begins to run her fingers gently through his crimson feathers causing him to moan and open his wings to give her better access to his feathers.
Dean and Sam give their sister a look of concern while Castiel looks surprised that Lucifer is allowing Jean to touch his wings. Since Sam and Dean can't see Lucifer's wings, it appears to them that Jean's lost her mind. "Um, Jeanie? Are you okay?" Dean asks his twin.
"Yep," she replies happily while continuing to run her fingers through Lucifer's sparkly, hot pink feathers, straightening them and removing any dirt or loose feathers that she finds.
"What, uh, what are you doing?" asks Sam this time.
"Grooming Luci's wings," Jean tells Sam, while holding up one of the burnt feathers that came off so that her brothers can see it. She lays the feather to the side then lovingly strokes Lucifer's tender tertiary feathers; the feathers closest to where his wings emerge from his back; causing Lucifer to gasp and moan loudly.
As Jean continues to preen her ugear's wings, Dean and Sam start to get ready to leave. Once everything is packed away Dean turns to his twin sister, "Let's go." Jean gets up off of the bed after giving Lucifer's wings one final stroke over the bend of his main pair of wings. Lucifer stands up as well and starts to follow Jean to the door. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," Dean says, holding up his hands, "where do you think you're going?"
"With my mate," Lucifer states, angrily.
"Oh, no...No. You're not riding in my Baby."
Lucifer scowls at the oldest Winchester. "Well, I'm not letting Jean out of my sight," Lucifer raises his wings in agitation and wraps an arm around Jean's waist. "So if you don't want me in your precious car I can always take Jean with me."
Jean suddenly loses her temper, "That's enough both of you! If you two don't start getting along, I'm gonna castrate both of you! And if either of you think that I won't do it, let me remind you that I'm pumped full of hormones right now and I'm capable of anything. Now everybody get in the damn car!"
Five minutes later, they're all sitting in the Impala. Dean is behind the wheel, Castiel is squeezed in between Dean and Sam in the front, while Jean and Lucifer sit together in the backseat. Finally, Dean loses his cool, "Cass, why are you crammed in here between me and Sam. Shouldn't you be out looking for God or whatever?"
Castiel whispers to Dean, but he's not being as quiet as he thinks he is, "I don't want to upset, Jean. She's very frightening now that she's pregnant."
Dean, Sam, and Lucifer all chuckle while Jean huffs in irritation. An hour passes by in awkward silence until "Sugar, Sugar"plays from Jean's phone and she pulls it out of her pocket. Lucifer leans over and looks at the screen, "Who's Mr. Mxyzptlk?"
Jean chuckles, "He's a comic book trickster that enjoys tormenting Superman in different childish ways. It's my contact name for Gabriel."
"Oh? What does my little brother want?" Lucifer says, sounding a little jealous.
"He just wants to know if the babies and I are okay." Jean sends a text back to Gabriel, 'We're fine. Luci arrived in time and tore the aswang to pieces. It was terrifying and strangely arousing at the same time.'
It takes a couple of minutes for Gabriel to respond, 'Eeeewwww! TMI, Red! TMI!'
Jean bursts out laughing and the four men look at her. "What's so funny, kitten?"
She shows Lucifer the messages, "I'm tormenting your little brother like we tormented my brothers and Cass this morning."
Lucifer raises an eyebrow, "I see that you're in a tormenting kind of mood today."
Jean leans against Lucifer and he wraps an arm around her. "I wonder whose fault that is?"
Lucifer kisses Jean, "Hey! Cut that out! Do I need to buy a squirt bottle to spray you two?" Dean asks glaring at the two from the rear-view mirror.
"Can I see your phone?" Lucifer asks Jean.
She hands it to him, "Sure. What are you doing?"
"You'll see." Lucifer types in, 'Big dicks in his little brother's bum' then hits send. He shows the message to Jean who giggles, grabs the phone, then types, 'Cat*' before sending it.
Gabriel soon texts back, 'What?' Followed immediately by, 'which word is supposed to be cat?' Both Lucifer and Jean burst out laughing.
