The End of the World as we know it.

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 Lucifer continued playing with the rose as he watched the dead body of this future's Dean Winchester. Sam was screaming insults and anger at him from inside his own body but Lucifer had long ago stopped listening. What his vessel wanted no longer mattered. Still seeing Micheal's vessel laying at his feet was distressing. He missed his father and his brother's even though he would have never admitted it. Being the ruler of a devastated Earth was no fun without someone to fight with. 

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[awolangel]

Gabriel forced himself not to wince. Lucifer saw weakness and exploited it, any hole in your armour would be torn wide open and used against you. It was his speciality.

He already had all the aces- he had Sam right there after all, twisted and bent around his little finger and it was almost more than Gabriel could stand. He was sure his brother knew, Lucifer was inside Sam's head, wrapped around his heart and soul and he was not stupid. He would see it in Gabriel's face.

Gabriel swallowed, keeping his chin up and his eyes pointedly not focused on the mangled heap that had once been Sam's brother. "These boys come back more often than boomerangs. You haven't got rid of him. Or me. You aren't going to win, Luci."