Dean hurried to the seemingly unconscious Cas and turned him over.
“Cas, hey, wake up” he softly said, with a desperate undertone. He wasn’t dead. He couldn’t be. To Dean’s relief Cas opened his eyes with effort.
“Dean?” he whispered hoarse. “Is it over?” he asked, looking at the other two. Dean nodded, grabbed Cas’ hand and pulled him up. He embraced Cas as if he was never letting go. Then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked shocked at Cas who cast him a big smile.
“Gotcha” he sagte and he threw Dean against the wall.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed and ran towards his brother, but Meg only had eyes for Cas, who had jacked the demon knife.
“It’s not over” she sagte defeated.
Lucifer walked towards the mirror and examined his face. “Don’t Du think Cas’ pretty face is in disharmony with the rest of his body?” He turned to Meg. “I think it is. I think some facial decorations are in order”
He placed the messer right under Cas’ left eye and drew a thin red line. Meg growled and ran towards him, but with a swing, schaukel of his hand Lucifer threw her in the air and she landed Weiter to Dean. Lucifer kept carving in Cas’ as if he was a rock that had to be worked.
Despite the burning pain in his side, Dean stood.
“Hey!” he yelled and Lucifer rotated his head to him. “You want to torture someone so badly? Take me”
“What?” Lucifer laughed.
“You heard me. Take me” Dean repeated provocative.
“You’re willing to sacrifice yourself to eternal agony? Wow, now that’s what I call love” Lucifer smirked and he turned to Meg. “You can learn a thing oder two from this one, Meg”
“That’s not love. That’s guilt” Meg scoffed. “Dean has a lot to feel guilty for when it comes to Cas. Don’t you, Dean?”
Dean wanted to defend him, but Lucifer stopped him.
“You know what? It doesn’t matter. I’m having way too much fun being a pain in the arsch for my little brother. And Du know something about being a pain in the ass, don’t you, Dean?” he tormented the older Winchester. “You know what? I’ll be nice. I’ll leave Du lot alone for an hour. Then I’ll come back to play again. I believe Cas won’t make it much longer, so make it count”
A bright white light radiated out of Cas and Cas dropped on the floor.
“Cas, hey, wake up” he softly said, with a desperate undertone. He wasn’t dead. He couldn’t be. To Dean’s relief Cas opened his eyes with effort.
“Dean?” he whispered hoarse. “Is it over?” he asked, looking at the other two. Dean nodded, grabbed Cas’ hand and pulled him up. He embraced Cas as if he was never letting go. Then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked shocked at Cas who cast him a big smile.
“Gotcha” he sagte and he threw Dean against the wall.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed and ran towards his brother, but Meg only had eyes for Cas, who had jacked the demon knife.
“It’s not over” she sagte defeated.
Lucifer walked towards the mirror and examined his face. “Don’t Du think Cas’ pretty face is in disharmony with the rest of his body?” He turned to Meg. “I think it is. I think some facial decorations are in order”
He placed the messer right under Cas’ left eye and drew a thin red line. Meg growled and ran towards him, but with a swing, schaukel of his hand Lucifer threw her in the air and she landed Weiter to Dean. Lucifer kept carving in Cas’ as if he was a rock that had to be worked.
Despite the burning pain in his side, Dean stood.
“Hey!” he yelled and Lucifer rotated his head to him. “You want to torture someone so badly? Take me”
“What?” Lucifer laughed.
“You heard me. Take me” Dean repeated provocative.
“You’re willing to sacrifice yourself to eternal agony? Wow, now that’s what I call love” Lucifer smirked and he turned to Meg. “You can learn a thing oder two from this one, Meg”
“That’s not love. That’s guilt” Meg scoffed. “Dean has a lot to feel guilty for when it comes to Cas. Don’t you, Dean?”
Dean wanted to defend him, but Lucifer stopped him.
“You know what? It doesn’t matter. I’m having way too much fun being a pain in the arsch for my little brother. And Du know something about being a pain in the ass, don’t you, Dean?” he tormented the older Winchester. “You know what? I’ll be nice. I’ll leave Du lot alone for an hour. Then I’ll come back to play again. I believe Cas won’t make it much longer, so make it count”
A bright white light radiated out of Cas and Cas dropped on the floor.
