Multifandom Imagines

9. Lucifer Morningstar

(A/N: I hate author's notes but just as a heads up this is a supernatural crossover.)

     (Y/N) shot awake when she realized the sounds around her were not familiar. She calmed a bit after realizing she was in her car. Her black '73 Dodge Charger rivaled her brother Dean's precious '67 impala and was often the cause of bickering between them.

     Around her the city buzzed and she quickly identified it as LA. She had been on the trail of a kushtaka in Seattle with her adopted nephilim son.

     "Dammit Jack!" She shouted scrambling to pull her seat upright in front of the steering wheel. Jack still didn't have full control of his powers after dying. As such sometimes when in close vicinity to him things would be transported through time, space, or other worlds.

     (Y/N)'s (Y/E/C) eyes scanned over the contacts on her phone and finally settled upon calling Gabriel seeing as her brothers and Castiel were likely to freak out. When she couldn't reach any numbers in her phone she had to give up and accept the fact that she was stuck in this world for the time being. 

     (Y/N) started up her '73 Charger and drove to the nearest motel. She checked in with what little cash she had. Once she was settled she walked the streets aimlessly before the sign for a club caught her eye. The place was named Lux and (Y/N) doubted it was open at a time like this but perhaps she could get a job as a bartender. She had no clue how long she'd be stuck here. When she found herself in situations like this it was usually better to wait it out.

     The (Y/H/C) haired Winchester stepped into the eerily silent club only after she had ensured an angel blade was stashed carefully in her boot.

     "Hello is anyone here?" (Y/N) called into the empty space as she descended the stairs to stand in front of the bar. 

     "And who might you be?" An elegant British voice sounded behind her.

     (Y/N) spun around immediately on guard. Her hands twitched to grab a blade as she looked up at the elegantly dressed man staring down at her from the stairs above with dark eyes.

     "(Y/N) (Y/L/N)." The middle Winchester lied saying the first alias that came to mind. "I'm new to the city and was looking for a job. Do you have any openings by chance?"

     As she talked the man had stepped down the stairs until he stood in front of her.

     "I think we can find something for you Ms. (Y/L/N)." The man smirked.

     "As a bartender." (Y/N) quickly added seeing his growing smirk.

     The man before her sighed. "Yes alright. Well, I suppose we do have an opening for that as well if you'd like. You'd have to work nights I'm afraid."