The Roommate Paradox | Part 1/? (Reader x Lucifer)

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader (main pairing / eventually), Dean x Castiel (just on the side,

slightly)

Warning: Spoilers, foul language / swearing,

Words: 1507

Writer: Liz

Info: This is set after the scene in s11.e23 where Amara and Chuck

disappear, BUT Mary doesn't come back and everything is purely

fiction after that scene. Also Lucifer, Sam, Reader and Dean are

present in that scene.

Stunned you watched as Amara and Chuck disappeared in a swirl of light and darkness, leaving humanity behind once more. Abandoning the angels again.

When the sky cleared up again, you took a moment to take in your surroundings. Dean was standing to your left, still staring at the spot where Amara was standing just moments ago. His expression was pained but also relieved at the same time, but he too seemed to be disappointed that it had ended like this.

As you glanced to your right you saw Sam standing there, his mouth still slightly open and his long hair messily pushed back.

The younger Winchester wasn't as hard to read as his older brother and you quickly noticed, that he seemed happier with the turn of the events than Dean was. 'Probably because Dean still had more of a connection with Amara' you thought, pitying the older

one.

At last, you turned around slightly, so you could see the remaining guy that had

just witnessed this. However, Lucifer wasn't where you had last seen him.

“Guys, where is Lucifer?” you asked, panic prominent in your voice.

After all, it was never a good sign to lose sight of the literal devil, now was it? This suddenly pulled the Winchesters out of their trance like state as they started to look around as well.

“Like I freaking care right now” Dean grumbled, but gazed around the park anyways, but the fallen angel was no where to be seen.

“What's that? “ Sam asked and pointed toward a stone tablet which had appeared behind the three of you.

As you got closer to the artifact, you noticed the similarities to the demon and angel tablets.

“Is it just me or does this look like one of God's tablets?” Dean said, confirming your thoughts.

“It does,” you said “Can you read it? What does it say?”

“Well, it's not really a habit of Chuck to write these in English, you know?” Sam snickered “To me, it seems like absolute gibberish. I mean, the first symbol looks like a pair of horns, then there is something like a big square with a door in it.”

A thought flashed through your mind and you began looking closer at the engraved symbols.

“Then there is a med kit? And a girl next to another pair of horns?” you continued “Oh, and then there's to guys. A taller one and a shorter one and they're next to a car?” Before you could say anything else Dean interrupted you.

“Gibberish, just like Sam said. If we want to know what it means, we need to find ourselves a prophet.”

“But I have an idea guys, hear me out,” you said and the brothers looked at you expectantly. “So maybe this is a little bit far-fetched, but what if it's a message from Chuck to us? I mean, the horns could mean Lucifer. The Square is the bunker and the girl is me, maybe? The two guys next to the car are you guys with the impala, of course.”

“And what is that supposed to freakin' mean?” Dean replied his nerves obviously still very strained.

But Sam replied to him quickly “Well, assuming (Y/N) is right, maybe it means that he transported Lucifer to the bunker and (Y/N) should take care of him, hence the med pack.”

“Yeah sure, and you guys are supposed to take a bloody road trip while I have to take care of Satan?” you questioned.

“Honestly, I like the idea of the road trip, but I sure as hell am not going to leave you alone with him,” Dean exclaimed protectively as always.

“But what if it is exactly what Chuck wants?” Sam insisted “He is all knowing after all. Maybe he wants his son to recover, both mentally and physically?”

“And I am supposed to watch him? Like he's a freaking baby and not a powerful celestial being? What the fuck Sam?” you snapped. “I hate the guy and he hates my guts as well! I'd probably be dead within five fucking minutes!”

“Maybe Chuck tamed his powers once more? So he can't hurt you?” Sam shot you an apologetic glance and you knew he wasn't trying to tease you, instead

the tall man was just trying to solve this as much as you.

You sighed and took another look at the table.

“So," you stated, “if Chuck can't even bring himself to write this shit in English, let's try to decode the rest.”

“The dude is god and speaks every goddamn (pun not intended) language to ever exist, but has to write in hieroglyphs. He has some serious issues.” Dean joked.

“Yeah, I think we know that by now.” you smiled and continued to decipher the engravings.

“Next up we have two guys with halos. Angels I suppose, right?”

“That one's Cas,” Dean said, pointing to the one on the right. The figure was wearing a trench coat, so none of you doubted it was him or at least the vessel.

“The one on the left kind of looks like Lucifer’s original vessel, doesn't it?” Sam asked. “Nick was his name, I think”

“It does. Maybe they're both in their own vessels again?” you stated and Sam nodded “Seems logical.”

“Then where is Cas?” Dean asked impatiently as always when anything was related to his angel.

You smirked and said “Your boyfriend is probably in the bunker as well, Dean”

“Then let's not waste any time okay?” Dean replied and headed towards the impala.

“Did he just admit they're dating?” Sam said, just as stunned as you were.

“I think he did.” you snickered and lightly punched Sam in the side. “Someone owes me 50 bucks.”

Sam grinned widely at you. “Yeah, just like the 50 you still owe me from that bet about -”

“Shut up! We agreed to never mention that again! I guess we're good then.”

you quickly cut him off.

“There's a few more at the bottom here,” you stated and pointed at the four remaining symbols. “Mountains, the impala next to them and then there's a palm tree with a light and a dark spot underneath.”

“The mountains are close to Cas. Maybe he will know what they mean?” Sam

questioned.

“Yeah, we should take a picture of this thing anyways,” you replied. “I think I've figured out what the Palm tree is supposed to mean, as well. Maybe it's Chuck telling us that he and Amara are taking a holiday?”

“As ridiculous as that sounds, I think you are right (Y/N).” Sam sighed and quickly snapped a photo with his phone.

“Send that to me, will you? “ you asked and got up.

“Yeah sure. “ Sam answered and followed you to the impala, where Dean was already waiting.

The ride to the bunker was less fun than your road trips with the Winchesters usually were. Most of it was spend in silence, only the radio was playing classic rock in the background. Sam had informed Dean on the last few hieroglyphs and Dean had only nodded in response, obviously still worried about Cas.

It took you four whole days of driving to finally reach the bunker. When you did, Dean was the first one to enter.

“Hello?” he called out, “Anyone here? Cas?”

The lights in the entryway were on and it certainly seemed like someone had been living here the last few days, but no one answered Deans calls.

“Be careful,” Dean said as he turned around to both you and Sam. Slowly, the older Winchester made his way down the stairs with Sam close behind him and you following them even slower.

Suddenly, you were startled by a rattling noise coming from the kitchen. The brothers immediately turned around and followed the noise, signaling you to stay back. They always treated you like this, as if you couldn't handle the hunter life, but sometimes you were thankful for their concern. Oftentimes you felt as if they were treating you like they they would treat a little sister.

You walked backwards slowly, watching the brothers make their way to the kitchen. When you hit the wall behind you, you stopped. This was a much safer position because no one could attack you from behind and you could properly see all of your surroundings.

As the brothers entered the kitchen, you weren't able to see them anymore, so you just remained silent, waiting for any other sound.

“Clear.” you heard Dean say. Relieve washed over you, but then you remembered that there still had to be someone in the bunker.

Sam and Dean returned to you and together you started to inspect every single room in the bunker. There was no sign of Cas or anyone else and you all began to worry about the angel even more.

“The only room left is the garage, right?” you said and tried to sound hopeful.

“Yeah,” Dean sighed “Let's see if there's anything there.”