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A/N: Here is the latest installment of my Supernatural series. Please read and review. After the first one they seem to have not received very much notice but I'm still pushing forward. Hopefully season four will bring some surprises to pull everyone back in. Read and Review Please! And this chapter is super short but if you throw me a bone I'll be more than happy to add more to keep it going.

Prologue

The moon was full. Its bright rays shining through the trees. I didn't have to wait long. I had one thought and one thought alone. One goal I'd have till I succeeded. It was all consuming. Filling my entire being. There was nothing I wanted more. Closing my eyes, his face appeared in my mind. He was smiling at me. He smiled at me every night, until he was torn apart by Hellhounds. Frowning I picked up the pentagram and placed it gently against my lips.

"Reminiscing?"

I turned to see a brunette in a sleek black dress walking toward me. I glared at her. Her eyes turned red before she blinked, looking human again, though she was anything but.

"That is none of your business." I told her, dropping the necklace.

"Oh, I think it is." She grinned. "Isn't that the reason you summoned me?"

I nodded as I met her halfway. "You know what I want."

"You know I'm not going to give you what you want." She told me coldly. I just looked at her. "If no one has made a deal with you yet, no one is going to."

"Then tell me who to find. Someone will want to deal with me." I told her.

"How many crossroads like this have you been to? How many connections have you exhausted?" She grinned. I lowered my eyes. "Too many to count is my guess."

"There has to be a way." I said looking up at her.

"Even if there was, why would I tell you?" She grinned.

"Because then maybe I won't kill you." I told her.

She laughed and stepped closer to me. "If only, sweetcheeks."

"If only you had given me an answer." I replied and thrust the Ginsu into her stomach.

I shouldn't have grabbed the knife. But in the heat of the moment it seemed like it would be beneficial. That and I wasn't even thinking straight. Sam was distracted and I was going to be running low on resources and fighting power.

She fell to the ground, dead. I sighed and cleaned the blade. I was tired. It was the same result with everything demon I tried to deal with. Dean would kill me if I sold my soul for him. But I wasn't about to let him rot in Hell. I would find a way to bring him back. No matter what it cost me. Only no one wanted to deal. No matter what I tried. No one would trade my soul for his. No one would help me. It was hard not to just give up. To just allow the truth to sink in and deal with it. But as much as I wished I could, it just wasn't possible. I needed him back. I wouldn't rest till I did.