P.O.V. Of Dean
Cas and I appeared on a beach, which I immediately thought was a bad idea. But as I looked around I realized that no one was paying attention. They were too busy with whatever else they were doing.
"Humans... always too busy to worry about their surroundings." Cas commented. I rolled my eyes.
"Careful Cas, all this time you're spending around angels seems to be getting to your head. You're sounding more and more angel-like."
Cas stared at me.
"Dean, you and I both know that none of those angels we are spending time with are 'angel-like' in many ways."
"Yeah, I guess that's what I like about most of you."
"Most of us? Are you singling Lucifer out, Dean?"
"How'd ya guess?"
Cas shook his head and took my hand.
"Come on, Dean. I know where to find two angels."
We left the beach and walked up through a town. Cas led me to a big building and we went inside, greeted by the screaming of kids.
"Where are we Cas?" I whispered to him.
"A daycare, Dean." He replied as we walked over to a desk. The receptionist, a young looking brunette, was looking down at some type of paperwork.
"Hello, here to pick up a child?" She asked without looking up.
"Uh, no, we-" Cas cut me off, clearing his throat.
The girl looked up, brown eyes wide.
"Castiel?" She stared at him for a second. "So it is true... you are human again. What are you doing here?"
Before Cas could respond, a little girl with long, jet black hair and a white dress speckled with at least half a dozen different colors of paint came walking out of a room.
"CASSIE, Dylan spilled my paint!"
"Ava, come here." Kysasstriel said to the girl, who looked just as surprised as her.
"Kysasstriel... is it really-"
Kysasstriel nodded, then turned back at Cas.
"You can talk to her." she told him. I looked at Cas with a confused face.
"Okay so the kid's an angel too?"
"Hello Avalon." Cas greeted the little girl.
"Castiel. It's been a while."
"Still obsessing over paint I see."
"Castiel, come help me clean up. Then we can talk." Avalon took Cas's hand and led him in the direction of which she came, leaving me alone with the other angel.
"So..." I started, leaning across the desk coolly.
"Oh don't even start with me Winchester. Every supernatural creature knows you're off limits." She sighed.
"What do you mean off limits?"
"You belong to Castiel and you both care for each other. That's why I didn't even bother to look up from my work. I sensed the love between the two of you and just thought you were another couple here to retrieve your child. The love you two have for each other was even strong enough to mask Castiel's weakened angel grace."
As Kysasstriel said this, I felt my face heating up.
"And as for what you're here for, it's a no."
"But we didn't even-"
"I know you're trying to get an army together to fight against Michael and just so you know, I don't pick sides easily. So you can just scurry back to whatever corner you came from and hope that some less intelligent beings will follow you and the Devil."
"Who are you calling less intelligent?"
Kysasstriel and I turned to look in the direction of the voice to see Avalon riding on the shoulders of Cas, who was now also covered in paint.
"I'm going with them, Kysasstriel. If you'd rather stay here and not choose sides in what could be the most important and shocking battle of the millennium... or even more, then whatever."
"Avalon... did you dye Castiel's wings purple?!"
"How can you see his wings?" I asked, looking deeper at Cas. Still nothing. Must be an angel thing.
"Never mind that, let's go!" Avalon pulled on Cas's hair and he flinched.
"Avalon, I would rather you just walk... perhaps find a new vessel."
"Yeah, we can't exactly take someone's kid without asking." I put in.
"Good point..." Avalon sighed. "Let's go find me a new vessel!"
P.O.V. Of Sam
"Where are we going, Lucifer?" I questioned.
"Sssh!" We walked into a dark, loud, smelly building.
"A club, really?"
"Just trust me." Lucifer whispered. I looked around at the people, many women walking around in very skimpy outfits, some shirtless.
"What the hell is this? A bar or a strip club?!"
"Both." Lucifer laughed.
Before I could yell at him, a woman walked in front of me.
"Hey there big boy, wanna sit a while?" she asked in a silky tone.
"Uh, no, thank you. We really need to be going now." I turned, grabbing Lucifer's hand.
"Come on Lucifer."
"There's a reason we're here, Sam. Trust me, these girls mean nothing."
"Oh really...?" I glared at him, but he leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"I only have eyes for you, Sam." his breath tickled my neck, giving me the shivers. Then he turned around and faced the stripper, who looked more to be Dean's type anyway... Even though my brother was obviously in love with Cas, he still liked women.
"Yami, nice suit. This doesn't seem like you, though. I must say I'm surprised, but I'm liking the change." Lucifer said. Yami blinked, eyes going black, then she blinked again and they went back to her human color.
"Lucifer?!" she gasped quietly.
"The one and only."
"What are you doing here?! Holy Hell..." Yami said, turning very quiet and shy.
"That's the Yami I'm used to. But I was actually looking for you. And you're too busy hitting on a Winchester to notice it was me..." Lucifer acted hurt.
"I'm so sorry, my lord. Welcome back. It is great to see you."
"No more of that 'my lord' crap, Yami. I'm fighting for what is right now. My brother Michael has seemed to have lost his way. Many angels and demons are probably siding with him as we speak, but things cannot result from him winning."
"So, wait a minute. You're here to get me to side with you? The Winchesters are on your side?" Yami seemed very lost.
"Don't worry, we'll explain everything back at the bunker." Lucifer told her.
"The bunker," Yami tensed up, "is it safe?"
"Seeing as we get visits from Crowley, yeah it is." I put in.
"Crowley... there's a good leader for Hell. Not that stupid Abbadon. I mean, uh, you're a good leader too my lo- Lucifer..." Yami stammered.
"Don't worry about that either, Yami. We'll worry about the childs' play when the war is over." Lucifer waved it off like it was nothing.
"Like Lucifer said, we'll explain everything when we get back. That is, if we can trust you." I told her. She nodded quickly, then stared at me.
"Wait, you're Sam Winchester. Why isn't Lucifer inside you?"
"Trust me, Yami. There'll be time for that later as well." Lucifer answered. I could have sworn I saw him wink at me...