Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.

Thank you so much for reading Boy King! I sincerely hope y'all enjoyed reading along with me. This is the FINAL CHAPTER, so it's the last time I see y'all (unless you read my other stuff ^3^).

I want to offer a thanks to my Beta, Alytigger, who has helped encourage me to write and has helped with my writer's blocks.

And a huge thanks to YOU for reading Boy King 'til the end, and I hope you enjoy the ending!

Sam.

Sam opened his eyes with a start. Did someone call his name? He turned over in bed and smiled at Jessica's still form. Leaning over, he kissed her on the neck. She turned over onto her back and locked eyes with him.

"So, this is your life now? You think you can just live forever playing King? You think you've changed enough to use your power for good? Your power stems from evil, Sam."

Sam looked down, letting Jessica's words sink in. He looked out from under his bangs at her, pleading her to understand. "I love you, Jess." Sam sat up and turned away, unable to look her in the eyes any longer. "God knows how much I've missed you, too. But you're wrong. People can change. I can use what used to be my curse as a way to help people."

Sam felt the bed shift as Jessica sat up. "No, Sam. They can't."

"H-how can you be so sure?"

A man's voice responded, "Because you freed me."

Sam turned to see Jessica gone and a man sitting in her place. He stood up and backed away slowly out of fear.

"That's right. You know who I am."

"Lucifer. What do you want from me?"

Lucifer stood up and took a step towards Sam. "Thanks to you, I get to walk the earth. I want to give you a gift. I want to give you everything."

"I don't want anything from you." Sam spat out.

Lucifer crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm so sorry, Sam. I really am. But you know that this vessel is only Plan B. It can hardly contain me without spontaneously combusting. You are my true vessel."

"You need my consent"

"Of course. I am an angel."

Sam squared his shoulders. "I'll kill myself before saying yes."

Lucifer rolled his eyes. "I'll just bring you back." He sighed. "Sam. My heart breaks for you. The weight on your shoulders. What you've done. What you still have to do. It is more than anyone could bear. If there was some other way... but there isn't."

Sam looked down in surrender. How could he stop the devil from possessing him? It was the all-powerful devil. Maybe... It was a long shot, but Sam had to hope it would work.

Sam looked Lucifer in the eyes. "Fine."

"Wait, what?" Lucifer raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Fine. I'll be your vessel. I consent."

Lucifer smiled. "Atta boy. I knew you were a good kid, Sam."

With a flash of light, Sam felt something intruding into his body.

Sam opened his eyes. Well, Sam didn't. They opened of their own accord. What was happening? Sam watched as he was teleported into his headquarters at the asylum. Casey met him at the double doors.

"Sir, I heard you were-" Her eyes grew wide. "My Lord!" Casey dropped to her knees.

Sam's mouth smiled. "There's no need for that," Sam's head felt like it was going to split open as it was probed, "Casey."

Casey stood up. "Should I gather the followers?"

Sam's head gave a quick nod, and Casey disappeared.

What the hell was going on here? Sam thought.

"Why, Sam, don't you remember?" Sam's body asked.

Sam jumped, or he would've if he had control over his body.

Lucifer?

"That's right. If you're a good boy, I'll let you tag along for the ride, but if you cross me, I'll shove you so far down you'll never get freed." Sam's mouth smiled. "So enjoy the view! You're about to witness the end of the world from the best seat in the house."

No! I can't let that happen! It was time to put his plan into effect. If anyone was going to be shoved down in this vessel, it was going to be Lucifer.

Sam collected all his power, and in one big rush of energy, Sam pushed against Lucifer.

Sam's body vibrated with laughter. "Did you really think you could combat against me? That's hilarious! But I can't have you distracting me. I did warn you, Sam, but I guess it can't be helped."

Sam felt his consciousness leaving him as he was pushed down, down, down.

"Goodbye Sam."