Buffy held little Dean, as Dean had taken to calling him and looked at Joyce and Mary. Dean walked in and smiled.

"Daddy!" Mary shrieked, she got up and stumbled over to him. He got her and lifted her up in the air and twirled her around causing the one year old to giggle. Joyce just sat on the floor playing with her toys. Dawn walked in and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her brother-in-law.

"I thought you died!" She exclaimed before rushing over to hug him. He held her tightly,

"Nope, I made it out okay... But Cass didn't." Dawn nodded,

"Where's Sam?" Dean looked at the floor,

"Resting... Cass tore down the hell wall Death put up." In the other room Sam held held a pillow tightly over his head.

"And she's buying a stairway to heaven!" Lucifer sang off key, "isn't it great to have me back?" He asked, Sam was finally able to ignore him and drifted off. Though his dreams were plagued by his time in the cage.

"Can I go check on him?" Dawn asked, Dean nodded. It was apparently obvious to everyone that Sam and Dawn had something going on. Dawn walked out of the room. Buffy adjusted Dean in her arms and closed her eyes. The last few days had been a nightmare, Castiel had popped open purgatory, became God and then died, there was a chance Sam might die, no one had seen or heard from Giles, Crowley had been harassing Willow and Bobby wouldn't answer his phone's. Not to mention, Faith was still missing. Something big was going down. Buffy had a bad feeling and everyone new not to ignore them after what happened with Eve.

"Dean, do you think you could watch him?" Buffy asked, he nodded and set down Mary before taking little Dean. Buffy got up and walked outside and stood on the front porch. Something was seriously wrong. She could feel it in the air. She got crippling headache and she screamed,

Buffy watched as Dean and Cass faced down a man, Dick Roman to be precise. Dean had stabbed him but it didn't seem to have an affect.

"Looks like you little plan didn't work," he said. Dean smirked when Cass punched him in the face and stunned him.

"Nope, I just needed you distracted." Buffy watched as Dean drove the bone through the mans neck and his head started jerking violently from side to side. There was an increasing energy in the room and then a loud pop. Dean and Cass disappeared and Buffy crumbled, Sam looked on with Faith by his side. He knelt down next to Buffy and hugged her. Crowley appeared and two of his goons took a young Asian boy by the arms. Buffy stood up and growled.

"You! You knew this was going to happen! You wanted Dean out of the way so you could get to Kevin!" She punched him in the face and he glared at her.

"You give me to much credit, Buffy. But..." He slapped her hard and she smacked against a wall. He disappeared along with Kevin. Buffy let go of a sob.

Buffy woke up with a gasp on the couch. She looked around and saw Dawn holding little Dean and Dean sat grasping her hand. Dawn took him upstairs and let them be alone.

"Something is happening," she breathed. Everything rushed back to her and she had to make sure Dean was still there. She let go of a small sob,

"Buffy, what's wrong?" He asked, she took a deep breath and explained what she had seen. She began to cry harder and then she felt a small body crawl on top of her.

"Mommy!" Joyce exclaimed, "why cry?" Buffy hugged her daughter tightly.

"Because I had a bad dream sweetie," she said as she cast a look at Dean. It was as if to say "you are not leaving my sight." Dean slowly nodded but she knew deep down that he and Sam had to fix this mess. "Wanna go check on your little brother?" She asked, Joyce nodded and snuggled against Buffy. "Dean, can you bring Mary up with you?" Buffy asked, he nodded and scooped her up and she giggled.

"Daddy down!" She screeched,

"No, princess. It's bed time. I'll read you both a story." She nodded and rested her head against his shoulder. When Buffy opened the door she smiled. Dawn was holding little Dean who was dead asleep.

"Mommy," Mary pointed at him. "Baby little," she insisted. Buffy laughed and looked at Joyce.

"What do you think of your little brother?" She squinted,

"I like him." She said with a little shrug.

"Okay girls, Daddy is gonna read you bed time story while I talk to Auntie Dawn." Buffy handed her off to Dean and he took them to their room. Buffy took little Dean from Dawn and put him in his crib before turning on on the white noise machine. Dawn followed her out and downstairs.

"I can't believe they're already talking," Dawn said. Buffy nodded,

"I can't believe how well they can talk."

"Both their parents are very smart." Dawn then paused for a minute, "okay, kind of smart." Buffy flicked the side of her face.

"You were almost being nice, your going soft Dawnie." Buffy sat down on the couch and Dawn stood across from her.

"What happened Buffy?" Buffy explained everything to Dawn.

"Then he never leaves the house again. He can be a stay at home dad!" She then began to laugh, "we can get him an apron that says #1 dad on it." Buffy snorted and began laughing.

"If it were that easy he never would have gotten involved with that purgatory business." Upstairs Dean was tucking in Mary and Joyce. Joyce had stolen Mr. Gordo from Buffy when she was a month old and Sam had gotten Marry a teddy bear when she was six months.

"Goodnight girls, Daddy loves you." He kissed both their foreheads before leaving the room. As he closed the door Vi slammed him against the wall.

"I already have Buffy getting Dean. Get the girls and Sam then run." She said, he saw the blood and he did so. He burst into the girls room and grabbed them before kicking in the door to Sam's room.

"Sammy, we gotta go!" Dean barked, Sam shot up and ran with Dean. As they made it out of the house they heard Vi scream and she was thrown from the second story.

"What's going on?" Buffy asked, Vi pointed to the house where Crowley was standing and Buffy glared at him.

"Dean, Buffy, you have very beautiful children." He then stood outside, when he turned to face them the house erupted into flames. Dean held the girls tighter against him.

"The fuck do you want Crowley?"

"Willow!" He spat, "that's who I want!"

"Good luck finding her," Buffy taunted. Crowley smirked, he snapped his fingers and then held little Dean.

"You bring me the witch and you get your son back. Two days from now, midnight. If she doesn't come to me I will kill your son and then Dawn will die from stomach cancer. Isn't that right?" He made a fist and Dawn screamed in pain. Buffy's world crumbled when he disappeared.

"No... No!"

Dean knocked on the door and waited.

"It is 3:00 in the mornin'! If you ain't a Winchester you better get the hell off my property!" Bobby barked as he went to answer the door. When he opened it he held a 12gauge in his hands. When he saw Dean, Buffy, Mary, Joyce, Vi, and Sam carrying a very sick Dawn he dropped the gun. "Get in the house," he said. After drawing devils traps at every entrance and salting the doors and windows he turned look at them. "The hell happened?" He asked,

"Crowley, that son of bitch!" Dean yelled as he kicked a hole through Bobby's wall. Buffy was in tears and Dawn was vomiting blood.

"Where's little Dean?" Bobby asked, when no one said anything Bobby screamed. "That son of bitch took my grandson!"

"Sam!" Dean barked, "take the girls up to the spare room, get them in bed."

"Buffy," Bobby said. "Listen, we will get him back." Buffy didn't have the energy to nod. She just looked at the floor, her eyes still wide from shock. "Dean, there is a good bottle of whiskey in the cellar. Why don't you go get it." Dean walked away slowly.

"Bobby?" Dawn asked weakly, "are they gonna get him back?" Bobby shook his head.

"I don't know," he whispered.

Willow ran through the streets of London. Her powers got stripped, she was losing connections in the supernatural community fast and the little magic she did have was killing her if she used it. To say she was fucked was an understatement. She had fallen into the lions den and had gotten mauled.

"I need help," she said as she burst through the doors of a magic shop. The man working the counter looked up at her.

"Read the sign Miss, we're closed." Willow's eyes turned white.

"Crowley is after me, I need help!" She screamed,

"You won't get that here. Doesn't matter if the king of hell is after you or not. I don't want any business with it." He flicked his wrist and she found herself outside. She was in trouble. That's when she got a phone call.

"Dean?" She asked, she bit back a scream as she felt another wave of pain radiate from her shoulder.

"You need to turn yourself over to Crowley!" Dean barked,

"What? No, I-I can't do that."

"He took my son! He said if you don't turn yourself over he will kill him. So if you don't come to Bobby's I will track you down, I will find you and I will hand you over to Crowley myself." Dean said coldly,

"I'm in London." She said,

"Then we will fucking summon you!" Willow heard a howl in the distance followed by barking. "It's either us or those hell hounds." Dean said, Willow closed her eyes.

Bobby got the things for the spell together. Buffy still hadn't moved, she hadn't blinked, she hadn't made a sound. Her son was gone, her life was falling apart.

"Testor deos ad nos mitteret. O te peto. Ad nos! Spiritibus mortuorum ego." Bobby chanted as he dropped a match into a silver bowl. The blood and the herbs ignited and then Willow appeared in a puff of red smoke. Buffy finally picked her head up and looked at Willow. Willow nodded sadly. Buffy looked back down at the floor. Bobby summoned Crowley after Dean broke on of the lines of salt.

"Ah, Willow, how good it is to see you again." Crowley held little Dean in one arm.

"Give him back to them." She then looked at Dawn. "Give him back and fix Dawn and I will come with you." She felt weak. He snapped his fingers and Dawn looked much better, Dean practically tore little Dean away from him and the held Ruby's knife in front of him. There was a growling sound next to Crowley and Bobby cocked his shot gun. Dean handed little Dean to Buffy and then he and Sam stood in front of her and Dawn.

"Now, Willow... Won't you come with me?" Willow took a step forward and then coughed. Blood welled up in her throat and she stilled. She glared at Crowley. "Do I need to force you to move?" He walked closer to her and she spat blood in his face.

"That's for taking my nephew, you son of bitch." Everyone could tell that Willow was barely holding on.

"Last act of defiance?" Crowley asked as he wiped the blood away.

"Not even close," Willow challenged. He chuckled,

"You've all been a wonderful audience." He disappeared and so did Willow. Buffy hugged her son tightly against her and she sobbed. Dean sat next to her brought them into his arms.

Willow was pushed into a seat. She glared up at Crowley.

"What do you want from me? You already used that nifty little dagger that stripped almost all my magic, made it so my magic poisons me... You basically made me useless." She said, her voice extremely weak. He smiled at her,

"What I need from you... Is you. None of this good witch business. I want the Willow who skinned Warren alive. I want you on my team."

"No you don't Crowley," she said with certainty. "Because when that Willow comes out to play she will overthrow you." She warned,

"I highly doubt that."

"It's not gonna happen," she said. Crowley shrugged and made a few cuts on her stomach with a scalpel. Willow screamed,

"I can keep doing this. I didn't earn my reputation for nothing." He began to get creative. Six hours later after being healed and pushed to the brink of death over and over Willow finally gave in.

"Stop!" She screamed when stabbed a knife through her shoulder. He had heated it to the point the metal was red. He retracted it fast and smile with glee.

"See? I knew we could work this out. Now," he whistled and two guards walked in. They had a Shapeshifter that was in Tara's skin.

"Tara?" Willow asked, she watched as they shoved a dagger through her chest. With a little bit of magic the wound didn't sear and start to steam. The Shifter fell to the ground. "No!" Crowley was knocked backwards by an explosion of power and he smiled.

Dean and Buffy sat on one of the couches. He handed Buffy a glass of whiskey but she shook her head.

"We almost lost our son Dean." Buffy said, "we almost lost Dawn. Crowley is doing God knows what to Wills..." Dean set his glass down and pulled her into his arms. She rested her head against his chest. "Dean, he's only a few days old and he almost died tonight. What are we gonna do? Our kids are in danger." She whispered, he kissed the side of her head.

"Listen to me. We are gonna make it through this and what happened in your vision isn't gonna happen to me. I am not leaving you." He said, "or the kids. You're the only life I know now. Yeah, I'm hunter. But family comes first." He kissed her with everything he had. "I love you, Buffy."

"I love you too." She said quietly, when she heard little Dean cry she got up and went into the other room. She picked him up and began to feed him. Four days old and he had already been kidnapped. Bobby walked by and looked down.

"How ya doin' kid?" Buffy just sighed and turned around.

"My best friend is probably dead, my four day old son almost got murdered by a sadistic asshole, my sister almost died and I just realized I can't protect my family... Neither can Dean." She whispered,

"Buffy, if I know Dean, he will fight tooth and nail to protect you. Family means a lot more to him and Sam than anyone I have ever seen."

"It doesn't matter, Bobby. Should I send the kids to live with Dawn? Where they are actually safe?"

"Are you an idiot?!" Bobby asked harshly, "you ain't doin' that on my watch!" Buffy's eyes widened. "you're not doin' it on Dean's watch either." With that he walked away. Buffy didn't know what to think of him. In the two years she had known Bobby she had seen many sides of him and more just seemed to pop up. Grumpy old man, check. Raging alcoholic, check. Hunter who had seen way too much shit, double check. Over protective family patriarch, the list just kept growing. When little Dean was done she burped him before laying him down in his crib.

"I'm gonna try to get some sleep," Buffy said. Dean got up and walked over to her. He hugged her tightly.

"We are not losing this family, okay?" Buffy laid her head against his shoulder.

"I love you, Dean." She said as she looked up into his eyes. Buffy looked at his perfect lips, his chiseled jaw, like she was trying to memorize every single detail she could. He smiled down at her and she leaned up. He kissed her softly, holding the back of her head.

"I love you too, baby." He scooped her up in his arms and walked upstairs with her. He laid Buffy down gently before getting in bed next to her. He pulled her into his arms and she closed her eyes. Sleep over took them both. Sam looked in on them and then went down to talk with Bobby.

"They aren't doing good, Bobby."

"Why, did you expect them to be beamin' with joy? They almost lost their son ya idgit!" He slid a shot glass to Sam. "I would be really worried if they weren't drained." Sam knocked back his shot.

"I never thought I'd see the day. Dean, having a wife and kids." Sam said, he gave Bobby a look. "You know there is a chance I won't make it, right?" Sam asked, Bobby shook his head.

"I know, son." He said, "I know." He sighed and decided to move little Dean upstairs.

Jody looked around.

"Hey you're awake," her surgeon said.

"I feel like I got gutted like a fish." She complained, he took out a syringe and hooked it up to her IV tube.

"No, you just had an appendectomy. Here, this is morphine so you can rest comfortably." He said,

"You are a God among men," she said with a strained laugh.

"You've been in and out for a few hours," he told her. "So I'm giving you your second shot so you sleep and I will check on you later, okay?" She nodded.

"Mommy!" Joyce cried, Buffy rolled out of bed and ran into the other room. Joyce was crying and had a small red mark on the side of her head. She must have hit her head on the side of the crib. Mary was still asleep,

"Baby, what happened?" She asked, Joyce cried harder. Buffy picked her up and bounced her a little. Buffy carried her to her and Dean's room. Dean woke up for a minute. He took Joyce in his arms and she nestled up against him and they both fell asleep. 'Forever the daddy's girl,' Buffy thought.

She heard little Dean begin to fuss and she sighed. She was tired, she hadn't slept since the day he was born besides the few hours she had just gotten. When she got into the room, praise Bobby for having extra rooms, she found Dawn rocking him. She was singing to him.

"Dawnie, I think he's hungry."

"I think you should go get a breast pump so you can actually sleep." Dawn retorted. "Buffy, you've barely slept in four days. I already changed him, so feed him, go get a breast pump and then get some fucking rest!" She handed Dean to Buffy and walked out. Buffy smiled down at her son.

"What do you need, baby boy?" She cooed, for the first time since the hospital he opened his eyes. His beautiful green eyes focused on her and she smiled brightly. "What?" She asked, he made a face and then closed his eyes. He began to fuss again and she began to feed him.

After she had burped him, Buffy laid him back down and knelt over. She kissed the side if his head and rested a hand against his chest until he fell asleep. As she looked at him she realized he looked so much like Dean it was uncanny. The freckles, his nose, his chin. His eyes however were almost a perfect combination of Dean and Buffy's. Compared to his sister's he looked more like a Winchester, whilst Mary and Joyce looked more like Buffy and her mother's side of the family. Thank god, she didn't want her father having any sort of connection with her kids. If his secretaries were so important he could go screw himself for all he cared.

Buffy walked out and back into the room she and Dean were staying in. Dean had rolled on his back and Joyce was still tucked in at his side. She smiled at them before walking out and downstairs.

"Bobby, I need to borrow your car." She said when she spotted him in the kitchen.

"What for? And why can't you take the Impala?" He asked,

"I need to get a few things in town and Dean fell asleep with the keys in his pocket." He nodded and tossed her the keys. She got out to the car and set off. An hour or so later she returned. Vi and Bobby were talking as well were Sam and Dawn. Dean was chasing Mary around laughing the entire time. Joyce was content where she was. Trying to get in on the conversation Bobby was having with Vi.

"Come here kid," Bobby picked her up and she squealed and began to giggle.

"Be careful with grandpa Bobby, he's old!" Buffy called from the door way, Sam laughed and the cleared his throat after the glare he got from Bobby. Dawn laughed,

"He must be really scary when he's mad if you and Dean just shut up like that around him." Dawn said, Joyce seemed like she was listening. And then to Buffy and Dean's horror she spoke.

"Shu u," she tried saying. Buffy's nostrils flared and she turned to Dawn. Dawn was immediately on her feet, ready to run for her life.

"Dawn," Sam said when he noticed the look of fear in her face.

"Dawn, our daughter just said her first words outside of mommy, daddy and few others." Dean said, "and it was shut up... She is one years old, Dawn. One! We told you to be careful when you talk around them!" Dawn gulped nervously,

"Hey, grandpa Bobby is gonna take you into the other room okay?" He shot a warning glance at Dean and Buffy and nodded at Joyce who looked extremely upset by the raised voices.

"Dawn... Please, next time... Next time be careful of what what you say." Buffy urged, Dawn nodded slowly. There was frantic knocking from the front door. Bobby grabbed a shot gun and set Joyce down. He held it to the door as he opened it. Faith stood on the other side. She had a large gash covering her right eye. She was covered in bruises and burns. There were cuts covering most of her skin and she had a black eye. She was holding her stomach which was bleeding profusely.

"Hey Bobby," she coughed and blood was forced out of her mouth. "Can I get a little help?" She panted, she took a step and her knees buckled. She caught herself on her hand.

"Dean!" Bobby called, Dean came in and saw Faith.

"Sammy, I need your help!" He screamed, Sam came rushing in. They carried Faith over to the couch. She groaned in pain.

"Hey guys." She said weakly and gave her classic grin. "What did I miss?" She had gone missing and they stopped all efforts to find her when they couldn't find any sign of her.

"Try not to talk, we are gonna get you fixed up," Sam said.

"Not gonna happen toothpick." Faith said before she coughed again. "If you try to fix me now I'm gonna die. Hell, I might die either way."

"What the hell happened?" Dean asked,

"Crowley happened. He had me for a good two months. Askin' for Red, but I didn't tell him. That idiot," she said with a laugh. "He sent his goons after me but demon or not they don't really stand a chance against a Slayer in survival mode, boys." Faith heard an infant crying, "well who's that?"

"Dean Winchester the second, or little Dean." Buffy said, when she saw her friend she thought she was gonna puke.

"Hey, B. Congrats," she whispered.

"We need to get you to the hospital." Faith shook her head,

"Can't do that. Somethin' bad is comin'. Somethin' big." Faith closed her eyes as a wave of pain washed over her. "B, I'm not sure if I'm gonna make it, so listen to me." Faith said quietly, "first of all, tell those girls and my nephew that Auntie Faith loves them. Second of all, you stop this evil in its tracks. Also, if you see Crowley again." Faith's breath began to become choppy and uneven. "Tell him I am gonna haunt his ass." Her gaze turned up to the ceiling,

"Actually, on second thought... I'm done fighting, B." Her eyes became distant, it seemed as though she was focusing on something else. Buffy was crying and Dean wrapped his arms around her. "I love you, B. Never forget that." Faith took one last jagged breath and she stilled. Buffy screamed,

"Faith, damn it! Wake up! Don't do this to me. Wake up!" Buffy cried, "Faith!" Buffy closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks. "Faith..." She sobbed, Bobby, Dawn and Vi came in.

Faith found herself in a cell. Her head snapped up when she heard footsteps. She looked through the bars.

"Crowley, long time no see." She said,

"Faith," he said with a cruel smile.

"You know, I always knew this is where I'd end up." She said as she sauntered over to the bars. She put her arms outside them and leaned against them. "Well, you got me. Where do you want me, way down in the pit?"

"Actually, this is the first time a Slayer has ended up in hell. So, Faith. I'd like to offer you a deal. Put your skills to use. How would you like to be the one who tortures the not so innocent souls that make their way here?"

"No fuckin' way. So get on with the torture. But there is one thing you need to know." She stepped back and spread her arms out wide. "I'm not gonna break, I'm not gonna scream. I've already been through enough pain in my life, what's the worst you can do to me? Actually," she gave him a wide smile. "Find somethin' new to try on me cupcake, but it ain't gonna work." Crowley narrowed his eyes,

"Sounds like someone should be in the pit."

"Go right ahead man, I'll be seeing you." She smiled at him, "good luck with..." Willow stepped next to Crowley. Her eyes and hair black. Faith closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Hey, Red."

"Faith," she smiled. "Crowley, she doesn't need to be in the pit." Willow said with certainty.

"Why is that?" Willow smiled with glee.

"Because I am much more creative." Willow said, she flicked her wrist and Faiths skin tore from her body. Willow twisted her wrist and he skin reattached itself. Faith didn't scream, though she was in immense pain.

"Is that the best you've got." Willow opened the cell and outstretched a hand. Faith was held against the wall at the very back. Chains wrapped around her hands and feet. Willow snapped her fingers and Faith's clothes fell away. Willow then stomped on the ground and a table with torture tools rose out.

"No, Faith. I have so much more." Willow picked up a wicked looking knife. "This is gonna be fun."

The next morning at dawn they were convened outside. They were giving Faith a hunters burial. Buffy leaned her head against Dean's shoulder and he planted a kiss on her lips.

"It's okay, Buff." He said as he rubbed her back. "You can let it out." Buffy nodded and began to cry. She watched as Bobby lit the wood on fire and Buffy closed her eyes. Sam kissed Dawn sweetly on the mouth and she began to sob. They had all lost friend. Hell, they had all lost family. Vi stood back and watched,

"I have to go back to Cleveland and let them know about Faith." She said, Buffy gave her a hug.

"Stay safe," she pleaded.

"I will, Buffy." Buffy felt her last ounce of composer break and she began to wail.

"I can't lost anyone else," she cried. "No, no, no! I-I-I c-can't do this!" Dean hugged her tightly and rested his chin on top of her head.

"Buffy, princess. Hey, listen to me." He said quietly, she quieted. "You'll make it through this, okay. You are gonna do this, you are gonna kick it in the ass and you are gonna own it." Buffy's phone rang and she took a few calming breaths.

"Hello?" She asked,

"Buffy, it's Jody Mills."

"Hey, why do you sound like you're on drugs? Are you on drugs?" She let go of a little laugh,

"I just got my appendix out. And my doctor is a monster." She insisted,

"No, Jody, you're on pain medication."

"I followed him. He took my roommate into surgery way before she was scheduled for it. He cut out her liver and started to eat it!" She whisper screamed, "his face was fucking creepy."

"Okay, I'll be there soon. Be ready to get out of there." Buffy said, she turned to Dawn.

"Take little Dean and the twins out. His milk is in the fridge." Buffy said, "Dean and Bobby come with me. Sam go with Dawn, if anyone who you suspect is out to get you approaches you,"

"Shoot first."

"Good, let's get a move on." Buffy said,

"Jody, how are you feeling?" Buffy asked,

"Like I need to get home." Buffy nodded,

"Bobby, go with her." Buffy ordered, his eyes widened.

"Excuse me? Who are you to be givin' me orders?"

"I don't want you here in case it gets hairy. I'm stronger than both you and Dean. So please get her home and go meet up with Sam and Dawn." He nodded to Dean's surprise and got in the cab with Jody. Buffy and Dean looked at each other before walking into the hospital. "Dean, go down that wing I got this one." He caught her arm and spun her around, her lips landed against him.

"Be careful," she looked into his eyes for a few moments,

"I always am," she said before walking off. It was deadly quiet. She stalked towards an open room and stopped just before the doorway.

"The boss wants the Winchesters and that bitch Slayer dead." One of the voices said.

"Then we kill them, I want to eat that bitch myself."

"No, she is for Mr. Roman, no one else." Buffy rolled her eyes and stepped into the room.

"Hey, your plans aren't gonna work out so well." She said, catching their attention she smirked. "God, you guys are the new evil?" She scoffed, "what are you? Wait! Let me guess, older than the world itself, right?"

"Not older than the world, but older than angles, older than demons, older than-"

"Do you know Illyria?" All their eyes widened, "yeah thought so, because I do. I'm friends with her. I killed Glorificus. hell dimensions existed long, long before you guys. And she ruled over one. Oh and by the way, The First Evil, yeah it's gone because of me too."

"Oh, we are so scared by The Slayer." Buffy let go of a chuckle.

"The... Is redundant, try "a" Slayer. When we killed The First, we activated the Slayer line. There are thousands of Slayers around the world. You guy's really should have a meeting about this." A doctor shoved her roughly and she soared backwards into a wall. She gasped as the air was knocked out of her.

"Bind her, take her to Mr. Roman," Buffy rose to her feet and glared at the man. She kicked out and it connected with his chest. He went backwards a good ways away.

"You are not taking me anywhere!" She yelled, they advanced on her. She didn't have the scythe and Dean was her only back up. "I'll be seeing you again, the next time with Slayers." She burst out of the room and ran full tilt down the hall. "Dean, run!" She screamed, he went off into a full sprint and caught up.

"Buffy, what the hell is going on?"

"What were those things you said killed Cass?" Buffy asked as they ran out to the car.

"Leviathan," he said.

"Dean, there are four of them coming after us." She said, he got behind the wheel and slammed on the accelerator. They were out of there right before one of Leviathan made it outside. When they pulled up to Bobby's house it was in flames, Dawn and Sam were there and Bobby was nowhere to be found.

"Dawn get our kids out of here and keep driving, we will find you." Dean said, Dawn nodded and jumped behind the wheel and rove off. Dean opened the trunk of the Impala and got his sawed-off and tossed Sam his shotgun. Buffy pulled one of her swords out and they started to look around.

"Did Bobby come find you?" Buffy asked, Sam shook his head.

"No, he didn't." Dean closed his eyes,

"Let's just hope he's still with Jody." He said, when they got to the back of the house there was a man standing there.

"You have beautiful children. I can't wait to pick them out of my teeth." Dean shot him in the center of his forehead. "That tickled," a brawl broke out. Sam was hit upside the head with a crow bar and Dean was thrown into a car. Buffy heard a bone snap and he rolled to the ground clutching his leg. Buffy charged him and landed a kick to his chest. He stumbled backwards. Shit! He was stronger than the others. He picked Buffy up by the neck and started to punch her over and over. She felt her cheek bone break and then her vision was reduced to two tiny holes. He landed a vicious punch to her stomach and she coughed. A little bit of blood speckled around her mouth. He tossed her like a rag doll and she landed next to Dean, not moving. Dean crawled backwards and grabbed a remote that controlled a lift that was holding a car. He hit the green button and the car fell on top of the man.

"Buffy?! Sam?!" In a last minute decision he called 911.

"Buffy, baby wake up!"

"Mr. Winchester, you need to calm down. She is stable, so is your brother." He looked over at Buffy's hospital bed and his heart broke. Her face was severely bruised.

"Can you give me my cellphone? I need to make a call." The doctor nodded and got it for him. He called Rona,

"Dean? What's going on?"

"We are Sioux Falls General, this place is crawling with Leviathan." He said after the doctor had walked away. "We need to be transferred tonight."

"Where's Buffy,"

"She's not doing to good, Rona." His voice broke, "Please, please get us out of here."

"I'm sending Slayers now, They are coming in from a few towns over."

"Send a few to Bobby's house to get my car. The key's are inside on the drivers seat."

"You'll be out of there in a half an hour."

"Also, find Bobby." He added,

"Okay, I'll see you in a little." She hung up and he immediately called Dawn. "Dawn, get to Slayer HQ in Michigan."

"Dean, what's going on?"

"Just get there, damn it!" He screamed into the phone before hanging up.

The Next Day, Detroit, Henry Ford Hospital

Dean was signing his release papers.

"Mr. Winchester, your wife... We experienced complications during the night." Dean felt anger boil inside him,

"And you didn't tell me?!"

"We had to stabilize her. She's in a medically induced coma." Dean grabbed his crutches and stood.

"Where's her room?" The doctor didn't say anything at first, "where is her room?!" The doctor led him down the hall and into her room. She had a tube down her throat and even with Slayer healing her face was still horribly bruised. Then he saw the giant bruise on her sternum. "Get out," Dean said. The doctor nodded and left. Dean hobbled over to the chair next to the bed and sat down. He took her hand and tears spilled from his eyes.

"Buffy, if... If you can hear me, you are gonna make it through this. I won't watch you die. I-I can't." He let go of a strangled sob, "please, baby, wake up." He sobbed, Dean never let himself be this vulnerable. But he was alone and there was a chance that Buffy might not make it. If she didn't... He would make it his life mission to end the Leviathans. He felt her hand move and he opened his eyes. Her body must have been fighting the drugs, doctors came in,

"She's trying to wake up," one of them said.

Buffy ran through the woods as fast as he legs would carry her. She ducked under branches and hurled over downed trees. She then came to a hundred foot drop. She turned around and saw the beast and her eyes narrowed. It charged her and lunged. She flattened herself to the ground and it soared over her and fell down the cliff, a shriek so loud it would make someones ears bleed escaped it.

"What the fuck?" She asked, she was frozen in place. A bright white light appeared overhead and she looked into it. Had she died?

Buffy's eyes fluttered open and she looked around. She was surrounded by doctors and when she spotted Dean she reached her hand out. They got the tube out of her and she took a breath on her own.

"Dean," she croaked. They let Dean over to her. He leaned down and kissed her.

"I thought I lost you," his voice broke as he said it.

"It takes a lot more than that to take me down," she said weakly. Her smile was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. A smile he wasn't sure he was ever going to see again. But when he saw it his heart leapt with joy. She was going to be okay. He let go of a few tears. She took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you, too."

Sam carried Mary and Joyce while Dawn carried little Dean. The got to Buffy's room and when they walked in she smiled brightly.

"Mommy!" Mary and Joyce squealed. Dean sat down,

"Give me my son," he said to Dawn. She handed little Dean to him. "Hey buddy, wanna see mommy?" He kicked his legs and something big happened. He smiled, Buffy looked at him and she let go of a tear.

"Dean, he smiled." She said, "he smiled!" She exclaimed,

"I know," Dean began to make faces at him.

"Mommy!"Mary exclaimed pointing at Buffy's face, her bottom lip quivering. Buffy pouted and then smiled,

"An evil man hurt Mommy, but Daddy hurt him." Buffy told her, "but don't worry, me, Daddy and Uncle Sammy are superheros, we make the bad guys go away." Dean handed her their son and she let go of a few tears.

A/N: I promised myself that I would do this sequel if I got better with updating and I say I have been doing a fair job. So I played with the timeline a little to fit in Mary, Joyce and little Dean. So, here it is. The sequel to Some Ends Are The Beginning.