Patron Saint of Rock

This story takes place directly after "The End."

Prologue

The demon known as Meg watched as her father approached her. He was wearing the body of the widow named Nick. He stopped in front of her and smiled.

"You've been keeping an eye on the Winchesters?" Lucifer asked.

Meg nodded. "Yes, I have."

"And is there anything to be worried about?" asked Lucifer.

"Definitely," said Meg. "Sam called Dean last night."

Lucifer nodded. "I expected as much. Sam would definitely want to tell his brother that he is my vessel. I see no reason for concern."

"There wasn't at first," said Meg. "Dean refused to meet with Sam…his whole damn noble act. But this morning, Dean called Sam back." Lucifer looked at her. "They arranged a meeting."

Lucifer's eyebrows raised in interest. "A meeting?"

Meg nodded. "They're hunting together again."

Lucifer sighed. "Well, that wasn't anticipated."

Meg nodded, stepping closer. "What should we do?"

Lucifer put a hand to his chin, thinking. "If the brothers are together, Sam won't say yes…at least not for a while." He thought for another minute. "I need to get Dean out of the way." He looked at Meg. "I have an assignment for you."

Meg smiled wickedly.