For a place that was supposed to be warded, the bunker had been surprisingly easy to get into. She’d just followed Castiel, and poof, there it was. “Crowley.” Lucifer had to admit, the sight of the man in chains nearly made her chuckle with glee. “Now, how did the King of Hell get locked up in chains.”
Lucifer raised an eyebrow, staring at her brother. “Castiel.” There was very little that actually managed to surprise the fallen archangel. But seeing a grace that was almost as tainted as hers, that was something she hadn’t quite expected. “I certainly missed a lot.”
"Sam." Lucifer smiled thinly, leaning back in her chair. "Gotta say, wasn’t expecting to run into you here. Where’s your idiot brother?"
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