After Amara had thrown Dean out of harm's way, and you had been able to tag along, you found yourself back at the park where Amara had taken you to see Dean. Leaning over, you took deep, steadying breaths, the transporting messing with your system. You could see Dean doing the same thing next to you, both of you drawing strange looks from the people walking by.

"Y/N!" Dean finally exclaimed, standing up and wrapping his arms around you. "When we came back and you weren't there, I didn't know what happened."

"Amara found me. Said I was getting in your way. Thought I was cheating on you with him." You explained as he guided you towards his Impala. As soon as you were inside, Dean pulled you to him, wrapping his hands in your hair as his lips crashed against yours. It wasn't his normal type of kiss, this one was greedy, full of need. His teeth nipping at your lip, his hands frantically pulling you closer.

Once he pulled away, he pressed his forehead against yours. "I know you would never cheat on me. We've been through too much together for something like that to happen. And you will never get in my way. She will never win over you." He insisted, before grasping your hand as he drove away. 

"Where are we going?" You asked him a short time later when you felt like you could talk again, his kiss had been that amazing. 

"About that." He hedged, making you know something big was happening. "Sam is sure that Lucifer is the one we need to help us, so he went to go talk to him. I just found out about it, just as Amara showed up."

"But how? Lucifer is locked in the cage! Isn't this going to tear Sam apart?" You asked, knowing how Sam tensed up at the name.

"Yeah, I"m not happy with it either. But's it what he thinks needs to be done. So we're hauling ass there as fast as we can, to make sure nothing else goes wrong."

Soon he was pulling into an alleyway, nothing like where you imagined a door to hell would be placed. "Are you sure?" You asked him, as you climbed out, noticing the curious looks the two of you were receiving. 

"Yeah, this is where Crowley told me to go." Dean answered, and you followed him to a side door. Knocking on it, he glanced around, just as a small metal window opened up. 

"Password." Came a strong female voice, and you chuckled softly as Dean disgustedly sang a little cheesy song, feeling extremely put out. 

It worked however, and the door clicked open. Stepping inside, you waited to see what would happen next. Dean nodded at the woman, like he had met her before. "Billy."

"Dean, it's good to see you again. And I see you brought Y/N with you this time." She said, her voice smooth and strong, full of pride and confidence. "Y/n, it's about time we've met. I thought I would have reaped you long before now."

You remember Dean telling you about her, how she was more than ready to reap the Winchester's souls. "Sorry. But I have too many things tying me down here to die yet."

She walked over to you, looking you up and down, before leaning to whisper in your ear. "I will be waiting. You are just like them, upsetting the balance, and soon you won't be able to be saved."

"Billy. We need to open the door. Now." Dean ordered, pulling her attention away from you.

Waving her hand, the wall across from you glowed, before opening to a stone staircase. "There it is, the entrance to hell. Good luck." 

Walking down the stairs, you shivered at the bones mixed in with the stone. It was dark, and gloomy, not a place you wanted to stay for long. "Dean!" Crowley exclaimed, coming around the corner. "I told you, you didn't have to worry about Sam."

"Have you met me?" Dean replied, and you held back a smile. "Where is he? What's going on?"

"This way." Was all he said, before he looked your way, winking at you. You wanted to deck the Demon. You hadn't forgiven him for what he had done to you. And he had done a lot. From separating you and Dean, making you work in that horrid club, to attempting to force you to marry him. Crowley had been nothing but a pain, and if you didn't need him right now, you would have gone after him.

"Y/N, it's been a while. I hope you've missed me as much as I've missed you." Crowley said softly next to your ear.

With a growl, you turned on him, but Dean grabbed you, stopping you from attempting to rip his head off. "Damn it Crowley!" Dean muttered, holding your flailing body.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself." He said, before distancing himself from the two of you. 

With his hands on your shoulders, Dean turned you to face him. "Y/N, I know you can't stand him, and after everything he did, I understand why. But can you please not kill him, yet?"

Taking a deep breath, you nodded. Letting Dean take your hand, the two of you followed behind Crowley, while you scowled at him. Turning into a room, you noticed Sam right away. He was in a large iron cage, with Lucifer crowding him into a corner. Bloody and bruised, you could tell Sam was terrified. 

Rowena stood off to the side, frantically looking through a book. "As you can see, things haven't gone exactly to plan." Crowley muttered off to the side. "There must be a crack in the original cage, otherwise Lucifer should have none of his powers. He shouldn't have been able to do this."

"And you told me not to worry?" Dean growled, striding forward. 

"Dean, I came as fast as I could." Cas' voice sounded behind you, the Angel striding into the room. "This is not good." 

"No, it sure the hell isn't." You agreed, just as Lucifer realized that he had a bigger audience. 

"Sammy, look your brothers here! And his little girlfriend. My, isn't she pretty. Her and I might have to have some fun later on." Lucifer exclaimed, walking over to the side of the cage. "And my little bro Cas. Still wearing the same trenchcoat I see."

Before any of you could even come up with a retort, Lucifer snapped his fingers, and the three of you were in the cage too. Dean raced over to Sam, kneeling down and making sure he was okay. Cas stepped forward, trying to shield you behind his body, but Lucifer had other ideas. With a flick of his wrist, Cas went flying across the cage, smacking into the bars, leaving you standing next to Lucifer. Squaring your shoulders, you looked up at him, acting braver than you felt. 

"Hello Y/N." He murmured, reaching over and grabbing you by the arm. Pulling you tight to his chest, he leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. "Let's have some fun, shall we? I've been so bored."