A/N: I really liked the idea of Dean going evil, so I have expanded on the idea. There will be more to come.

And as always I own nothing.


She'd liked him, trusted him, cared about him. She never would have suspected him.

But he killed her baby girl, the only thing she had left in the world. She was going to make him pay. She was going to put a bullet between those pretty green eyes. She was going to stand over him and watch the life slowly leak out of him.

Except, it happen the other way around.

He was standing over her, while she gasped and fought to hang on.

"Shhhh." Dean says, the pressure that was suffocating her increased, but how she doesn't know since he's not touching her. "It'll be over soon, Ellen." A slight smile playing at his perfect lips, like he was enjoying it.

She'd fought harder than she'd ever fought for anything, and while she was okay with dying she couldn't handle him getting away.

Tears burned her eyes, frustrated, helpless tears, blurring the stunning face of her daughter's murder.