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She has to go to several different stores and places just to get all the items she needs. When they are in her hands and she stares at them, there is a moment. One small tiny, little, not even a second of a moment where she hesitates. All these emotions swirl with in her. Hate. Anger. Sadness. But most of all, out of all of these and endless more only one of them stood out the most. Love.
"I'm sorry but we've explored every possibility. There is nothing more we can do but make him comfortable. Right now you just need to spend the time you have with your son."
JJ places everything neatly inside. She puts her photo inside last and closes the tin box. She places it in the small hole in the middle of the crossroads, buries it with the dirt and gravel she dug up and stands.
Will starts to cry just as JJ does. He makes a move to hug her but she pulls away and says, 'No. I can't, I won't do this.' She leaves his side and walks away from him and her son's hospital room as he calls out after her only once.
The tears begin to fall again and she could feel what little makeup she had on falling with them. She makes no move to wipe them away as she waits and waits for her last hope to arrive.
'Thank you.' Says JJ as she accepts the cash from her cousins. "I should be going now. And I'm sorry that I'-
'Don't be sorry.' Interrupts one of her cousins, Dean.
'We're just glad that one of us is getting out of the life.' Explains Sam. 'Even if Dean won't admit it.'
JJ smiles and gives each of them a hug before turning away and walking over to her bus. She will miss them.
"Jenifer Jareau. Or should I say Campbell?" Says a voice from behind her. She turns to find a very attractive man standing behind and now in front of her.
"I kept my mother's name." JJ says with anger, hatred and hope. "Now are we going to make this deal or what?"
'Crossroad deals?' Repeats JJ as she balances the phone on her neck and pours coffee at the same time.
'Yeah.' Says Sam before Dean grabs the phone from him and says, 'Get whatever you want. But here's the catch. Ten years and then your soul's in hell forever. Poor bastards. Some didn't even know.'
'Yeah. Poor bastards is right.'
"Sure. What is it I can do for you?" Asks the man or demon as his eyes glow red for a second.
"My son." JJ answers. "You can save him."
"I can. Of course it's going to cost you."
"My soul. In ten years."
"I'll give you four." He counters with a smile.
"But you give ten years." Says JJ with confusion.
"To most, yes but you aren't most now are you? Jenifer Jareau Campbell."
"Nine."
"Four."
"Nine."
"Four."
"Nine."
"You're persistent." He states. "I like it and I like you. So I'll give you eight years."
"Fine. Just let him live a long life."
"Fine." He says as he walks closer.
JJ doesn't move as he leans over and kisses her, sealing the deal.
"See you in eight years."