What if Dean decided to stay with Lisa and Ben?

"You can stay," Lisa said as she walked Dean to the door.

Dean hesitated. He should be spending the rest of his time hunting and getting Sam ready for life on his own. On the other hand, Sam was good, second only to Dean in the hunting world. And he had been hunting his whole life. Didn't he deserve a break? Sam took four years off to go to college. He could take ten months off before he died.

"I'd like that," he finally said. "But there's something you need to know first."

"More than what you already told me?" Lisa asked nervously.

"I'm going to die in ten months. So, if you want me to leave now, I will," Dean offered.

"Are you sick?" Lisa asked. She knew a couple of specialists. Maybe they could help Dean.

"It's a long story, but basically I sold my soul and the bill comes due in ten months."

"Why would you sell your soul?" Lisa asked. She couldn't imagine doing anything like that.

"That guy who dropped us off earlier, he's my kid brother. He died a couple of months ago and I sold my soul to bring him back."

"I didn't know you could do that."

Dean shrugged.

"Well, I don't really understand, but I'd rather have just ten months with you than no time. And Ben will be better for knowing you, even after you leave us."

"Thanks. I'm going to go talk to my brother and I'll be back tonight. Actually, I'll be back in the morning. I don't know if I'll see my brother again after this, so we'll probably go out or something."

"OK, tomorrow then. I'll let Ben know you'll be moving in."

Dean looked over at Ben who was engrossed in his Ipod and smiled. Then he felt a little guilty. He had never wanted the white picket fence life and he was going to have it. This was Sam's dream and he would probably never have it.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

"They're all dead," Sam said to the pretty blond in front of him. "All my mom's friends and relatives, everyone who ever knew her wiped off the map."

"Yep," she said.

Sam had been hoping for a little more. "Why?"

"The yellow-eyed demon, covering up his tracks."

"Of what?" Sam asked.

"I honestly don't know," she said. "But I want to help you."

"Why? Who are you anyway?"

"It doesn't matter," she said.

"Just tell me!" Sam yelled.

"Fine," she said. "My name is Ruby." She closed her eyes and opened them to reveal solid black orbs.

Sam backed away and rummaged in his bag for his holy water.

"I'd think twice about going for that holy water if I were you," Ruby warned.

"Give me one good reason," Sam demanded.

"Because I came here to give you what you want," Ruby stated.

"What's that?" Sam asked.

"I'll tell you tomorrow," Ruby said and walked out the door.

A few minutes later, Dean walked in. "I have to talk to you Sammy."

"Me, too, but you go first," Sam said.

"Lisa said I could move in with her. I want to stay her for the time I have left. This will be my only shot at normal and I want to take it. You got your shot and I'm sorry it got cut short, but now it's my turn," Dean said in a rush, feeling guilty and wanting to explain himself.

Sam was hurt that Dean didn't want to spend his remaining time with him, but he understood. "That's great, Dean. I think you should. Lisa seems really nice and Ben's a good kid. You deserve this."

"Really?" Dean asked.

"Really," Sam said and then he smiled. "Just do me a favor and don't go all drill sergeant on Ben."

"Deal," Dean smiled back. "Anyway, I thought we'd go out for one last night on the town. I don't know if we'll ever…." He stopped. He couldn't bring himself to tell Sam that they might not see each other again.

"Yeah, sounds good," Sam said trying to hold back tears. He, also, didn't want to think about never seeing Dean again. Even when he left for Stanford and his father told him to never come back, he had always assumed that Dean would come to see him. Or, that there would always be time. Well, he wouldn't make the same mistake this time. "I'll call once a week," he promised.

"That would be nice," Dean agreed.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

They had decided just to get a pizza and some beer and watch old movies on TV. They had both fallen asleep around 3 in the morning. Sam woke up first. He looked over at Dean and decided to wake him up. No point in dragging this out. "Dean, wake up."

"What time is it?" he asked groggily.

"It's about nine. I wasn't sure what time you were supposed to be at Lisa's." He made up that excuse so that Dean wouldn't think he was kicking him out, but he really just wanted to get this good-bye over with. Last night was great, but at the same time, it was torture, knowing he would never spend another night off with his brother.

"Yeah, I should go," Dean said and then he realized something. "Do you want the Impala? You'll need a car to hunt."

"I'll figure something out," Sam said, unwilling to separate Dean from his baby.

"No, please, take it," Dean said holding out the keys. "I'll feel better knowing you have her when the time comes." Dean didn't wait for an answer, but practically ran out the door with his duffel bag.