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Losyngerie in the Devilles mouth (19a/20) whit_merule May 19 2012, 05:18:19 UTC
Castiel’s face fell. Lucifer winked at him.

“Okay then.” Dean looked stubborn. “Who was it? And why?”

“Hold on,” Sam broke in. “So you knew this all along, and you didn’t tell Cas? You didn’t tell us? You’ve been letting us run around trying to summon Crowley and find a live alpha - which would have put Cas in danger, by the way - and never thought you might mention we were wasting our time?”

“Sam,” Lucifer said, gentle and reproachful as if Sam was an erring child. “Would you have believed me?”

Dean rubbed his hand over his mouth and looked tired. “Okay, fine. Anything else you think you should be telling us, sunshine?”

Lucifer’s eyebrows climbed towards his hair. Sam wondered briefly, madly, if anyone had ever called him ‘sunshine’ before.

“Like, say, what you’re getting up to in Cas’ noggin? And what it is you’re making him do?”

Lucifer sneered and vanished.

Dean rounded on Castiel. “Cas?”

Castiel looked distinctly uncomfortable. “I don’t think I ought to tell you, Dean. Not yet.” Then he was gone too.

Dean swore. “ ( ... )

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