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"I'm Sam, this is my brother, Dean. And—" The youngest Winchester was cut off by the male standing before him—that man was taller, handsome. None other than the devil himself, at least not the devil Sam and Dean knew at heart.
The Winchester brothers? What on earth are you doing here? You two don't even bloody exist in this place." Lucifer looked rather shocked to be speaking to the two only people that could kill him, or worse. But he hadn't done anything to get on anyone's radar. At least he hoped so. "You need a favor, I assume?"
Sam's gaze dropped to his feet nodding slowly, "Dean and I need your help getting back home. We have an idea how but it requires an angel and going to heaven."
Lucifer felt his heart sink in that moment. Heaven. The one place he never wanted to return to.
