"Did you order Azazel to kill my mom and Jessica?" Sam asked again when there was no answer.
"They've been dead for a while, so why are you asking me this now?" Lucifer asked.
"Dean pointed out that Azazel was working for you. I should have thought of it myself, but this connection that we share is blinding me to what should have been obvious. I answered your question now answer mine," Sam demanded.
"I should have known that it was Dean, he's back for what…eight hours now and he's already trying to come in between us," Lucifer observed.
"This isn't about Dean, it's about you. You said that you would never lie to me, so the fact that you're not answering my questions speaks volumes about your guilt."
"I didn't order your mom's death, I did everything that I could to give you the gift without any casualties. I even had Azazel strike a deal with her for your dad to be brought back from the dead long before you were born. All she had to do was stay out of the way, but she reneged on the deal, and because of that Azazel killed her. In truth, even though I didn't order her death, I made it clear that he had to give you the gift no matter what and so he did," Lucifer explained in a rush.
"What gift? The demon blood?"
"Yes Sammy, the demon blood."
"It was no gift, instead a curse that turned me into a monster, not to mention getting my mother killed in the process, so next time keep your gifts to yourself," Sam stated.
"I understand that you're angry Sam, but the demon blood was a gift. I wanted to give it to you so that you would have a psychic connection with the demons that I knew would plot against you. It allowed you to eventually track Azazel down and kill him."
"You wanted me to kill Azazel?"
"Of course, he hurt you."
"So that explains my mom's death. What about Jessica?" Sam asked.
"I ordered Jessica's death but I also gave you a choice in stopping it," Lucifer stated.
"How do you figure?"
"The dreams Sam, the psychic connection that led you to see Jessica's death weeks before it happened. You could have warned her, you could have brought her on the road with you and Dean if you had wanted to, but subconsciously you chose me."
"I'll own up to the part that I played in her death. I should have warned her, but you shouldn't have ordered her death either."
"She was in the way. I needed you to stay with your brother and hunt so that you could be in the church to release me from my cage."
"You killed Nick's family to manipulate him into a yes, so I don't know why I am surprised that you did the same with mine. If I did say yes, would you keep me locked away in my mind with fake memories of Jessica and my mom while you used my body for your own needs?" Sam asked.
"It wouldn't be like that. You are not Nick, you are my other half, and if you said yes, we would be partners."
"We want different things Lucifer. You turned me into an evil monster with your gift and you hurt my loved ones to manipulate me, but the sad thing is, it was all for nothing because I'm not saying yes to you. Not now, not ever," Sam said adamantly.
"Who said that you were an evil monster? Dean again?"
"No, but it's obvious. I'm your soulmate after all," Sam pointed out.
"You have it all wrong Sammy. You're not evil like me. You're my soulmate because you're the complete opposite of me."
"What?"
"It's a universal law. Creation needs nothingness, light needs dark, love needs hate, bad needs good, death needs life, and evil needs righteousness. None of these things exist without the other. I am the embodiment of evil and you, my dear Sammy are the embodiment of righteousness. We are soulmates, we complete each other because we are opposites. That opposition is what fuels our bond. The gravitational pull that you feel towards me, will always be there no matter how angry you are with me. It may take some time, but you will forgive me and you will say yes to me."
"Please leave and don't come back for at least a week. I need some time to think about things," Sam stated.
"I'm sorry that my actions hurt you. It was the last thing that I wanted," Lucifer stated and then he was gone.