Not From Around Here
Word Count: 1772
Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x reader
Warnings: angst, mild language
A/N: Feel free to drop me a request, and enjoy the story! Supernatural and Lucifer crossover.
Summary: He might not have been the devil you knew but he was the devil regardless. Your brothers are less then thrilled to have even needed to ask for his help. So you getting close to him, well that was just a time bomb waiting to happen.
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Pain.
It was the first thing you felt when you woke up. You could practically feel the bruises forming on your ribs and you struggled to sit up. You looked around, trying to remember what had happened, or at the very least, where you were. You looked around the dark alley, seeing nothing familiar. Weren’t you just in a warehouse? Like getting a bucket of cold water thrown in your face it all rushed back to you. The witch, the hunt, the spell, your brothers. That presented you with another problem. Where was Sam and Dean?
You painfully stood, looking around in a slight panic. When your eyes landed on them, at the other end of the alley you sighed in relief. You hurried over to them, checking their pulses. They were alive.
“Come on boys, time to wake up.” You muttered inspecting the cut over Sam’s eye.
You held your breath as you waited for them to show any signs of waking. When they didn’t your panic began to grow, you were so distracted you hadn’t noticed the man approaching you from behind.
“Are you alright darling?”
Your instincts kicked in and you spun around, gun ready and expression cold. The man raised an eyebrow and stared at your gun. You took a moment to look at him. He was a handsome man with black hair, and dressed in a very expensive looking suit. He didn’t look scared or even worried, in fact he looked almost entertained?
“Is that how you greet everyone? That’s not very good manners.” He said.
You narrowed your eyes at him, and spared a quick glance at your still unconscious brothers. The man followed your graze and his smile fell slightly. He took a step forward and your attention was immediately back on him. You pulled the hammer back on your gun.
“I’m not going to hurt you, or your currently unconscious friends. Maybe I can help.” He offered.
You hesitated but realized there would be no way for you to get your brothers out of here by yourself so you agreed. He took you up to a penthouse where with the help of a few other men laid your brothers on his couch. Apparently he was a nightclub owner and you had woken in the alley directly beside his club.
“So tell me my dear, do you and your friends tend to hang out in alleyways regularly? If so that’s a dreadfully boring thing to do, I’m sure the three of you could find something more entertaining to do.”
You turned your attention of the bruise forming in Dean’s wrist to him. You raised an eyebrow, this man was a bit eccentric.
“They’re not my they’re my brothers, and we were not there for the fun of it. A case went bad, I don’t know how we got there.” You said.
“Case? Are you police?”
You shrugged, accepting the drink he offered you.
“Sometimes.”
He looked like he wanted to say something but you decided to change the subject.
“So is this what you do in your free time? Go around helping random people you find in alleys?”
He smirked and took a drink of his whiskey.
“When there’s beautiful women involved, absolutely.”
You scoffed slightly but still returned his smile.
“I’m Y/N by the way, Y/N Winchester.”
“Lucifer, Morningstar, it is certainly very nice to meet you Y/N.”
Fear made your heart almost stop and you pulled your gun out again, taking a step back.
“What are you doing here Lucifer? I thought you were in the cage.” You hissed.
“Cage? What are you talking about?” He looked confused.
You frowned but kept your gun trained on him.
“Whose meat suit are you wearing this time?”
Lucifer looked increasingly more confused which in turn only confused you.
“Meat suit? I assure you darling this body is entirely my own.”
A theory slowly began to form in your mind and you lowered your gun slightly.
“And you have no idea who I am? Who Dean is? Who Sam is?”
“Afraid not, this is the first I’ve seen if you three, and trust me, I would certainly remember meeting you.” Lucifer smirked.
“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re the devil! That you’re evil!” You snapped.
Lucifer’s smile disappeared, and he took a step forward eyes flashing red.
“I evil, I’m not evil. I’m not the monster you silly little humans paint me out to be!” He shouted.
Your instincts told you to shot him, even though you knew it would do very little. However, your finger fell away from the trigger and you lowered your gun.
“That’s much different from the Lucifer I know.”
And so you filled him in, coming to the conclusion that you were in fact, in a different universe. As a matter of fact you spent the last two hours talking with the handsome devil, swapping stories and passing the time. It was no surprise that you never heard your brothers wake up. You hadn’t even been in the same room, you had been showering after Lucifer offered to let you use his shower.
“Y/N?” Dean called.
Lucifer had been at his bar, fixing himself a drink when he heard your brothers sit up.
“Oh good you’re awake. I was beginning to wonder if the two of you would sleep the day away.” Lucifer said.
“Who are you?” Dean demanded standing up.
“Well I’m-”
“Where’s Y/N?” Sam asked.
Lucifer opened his mouth to answer but Dean cut him off.
“Where’s our sister.”
Lucifer let out an exasperated sigh and rolled his eyes.
“If you would let me get a word in I will tell you two. My name is Lucifer Morningstar, you’re in my penthouse, and your darling sister is taking a shower.”
You heard the shots that rang out through the penthouse followed by a noise of glass breaking. You hurried from the bathroom, slipping your shirt on. Sam and Dean were awake and reloading their guns while Lucifer inspected the many holes he now had in his shirt.
“Honestly there’s no call for that, this was my favorite suit.”
Dean and Sam raised their guns and you quickly ran in between the three of them.