In the blink of an eye, everything around them grows still and hushed as the thunderous power permeating the room seems to hold its breath.

Lucifer stands a mere few paces from the edge of the outermost circle, looking across the flames at Andrew, and it's the hidden yearning seen so rarely on Sam's face that shapes his expression now and which shines like a ray of wistful hope through his beautiful, trusting smile as he holds out his hand.

"Andrew?"