Daughter of the Universe // [SPN + Lucifer]

Dean's Destiny

Season: Five

Episode(s): Sympathy for the Devil

*Azeline/Alexa's POV*

"Come on!" Dean exclaimed and we ran to the door. The doors slammed shut. 

"Dean!" Sam exclaimed. We started pounding on the doors, but no dice. I turned to look at the light coming from the hole. 

I saw more than light.

I saw a soul. 

I started walking towards it.

"Alexa!" Dean screamed. "Don't!"

"He's..." I said, a single tear dripping down my cheek. "He's... beautiful. So beautiful. So lost." The soul growled and broke free. I closed my eyes and prepared to die. 

Suddenly, the chapel disappeared and the brothers and I were sitting on a plane. 

"What the hell?" Dean asked. 

"I don't know," Sam shook his head. The intercom beeped.

"Folks, quick word from the flight deck," the pilot's voice said. "We're just passing over Ilchester, then Ellicott City, on our initial descent into Baltimore..."

"Ilchester?" Dean raised an eyebrow. "Weren't we just there?" Suddenly, a building down below exploded in the same light. 

Lucifer's light. 

The plane swerved and the airbags dropped. We grabbed the cups and placed them over our faces. 

Lucifer was free. 

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After we landed, we stole a car and headed as far away as possible from Ilchester. On the radio, there was nothing but bad news. Hurricanes, nuclear warhead testing, earthquakes, swine flu... it was the damn apocalypse, alright. 

"Dean--" Sam said.

"Don't," Dean stopped him. "Don't say anything. It's okay. We just gotta keep our heads down and hash this out, alright?"

"Yeah, okay," Sam nodded. 

"Alright, well, first things first-- how did we end up on 'soul plane'?" Dean asked. 

"Angels, maybe?" I suggested. "I mean, y'know, beaming us out of harms way?"

"Well, whatever," Dean said. "It's the least of our worries. We need to find Cas."

We drove back to Chuck's house. The place was a mess. Furniture was overturned, glass was shattered, and there were splatters of blood everywhere. 

Floorboards creaked. 

We walked around the house. I kept my fists clenched. 

Suddenly, Chuck whacked Sam with a plunger. 

"Geez! Ow!" Sam exclaimed, clutching his head. 

"Sam," Chuck gasped. 

"Yeah!" Sam nodded. 

"Hey, Chuckster," I grinned at my favorite little prophet. 

"So... you're okay?" Chuck asked. 

"Well, my head hurts," Sam grumbled. 

"No, I mean-- I mean, my-- my last vision," Chuck explained. "You went, like, full-on Vader. Your body temperature was one-fifty. Your heart rate was two hundred. Your eyes were black." 

"Your eyes went black?" Dean asked. 

"I didn't know," Sam whispered. 

"Where's Cas?" Dean asked.