Supernatural: No Rest for the Wicked

A/N: Hey, guys, here's the second chapter of the season finale, and I hope you all are enjoying it. Please let me know through reviews what you think, and the more reviews, the happier my muses will be.

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CHAPTER TWO: CONFLICT

"He that passeth by, and meddleth with strife belonging not to him, is like one that taketh a dog by the ears."

Proverbs 26:17

Sneaking out of the cabin later that same day, not wanting to risk Bobby's life since he'd just gotten married and Ellen would most likely kill them, the BAU headed to the SUVs, and the Winchesters got into the Impala after closing up the trunk.

Dean turned the key, but the engine wouldn't start, and they exchanged "what's going on" looks. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and all three jumped and stared at Bobby.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, scowling with the distributor cap clutched in one hand.

'Ellen is gonna kill us' was the thought that ran through the Winchesters' minds as they got out of the car to confront Bobby, and the BAU watched from the SUVs.

"We got the knife," Dean informed him.

"And you intend to use it without me," Bobby snapped, his scowl deepening. "Do I look like a ditchable prom-date to you?"

"No, Bobby," Sam answered quickly. "It's just Ellen-"

Bobby rolled his eyes. "Ellen might be my wife now, but I can still take care of myself."

"We know that," Liz agreed.

Dean swallowed. "Bobby, this – this isn't your fight," he said honestly.

"The hell it isn't!" Bobby shouted, getting into Dean's face while gesturing to Morgan, who'd gotten out of the SUV to see what was going on, to stay back. "Family don't end with blood, boy," he continued. "Besides, you need me."

"Bobby-" Dean began.

"You both are playin' wounded," Bobby cut in, his expression softening slightly. "Tell me, Dean, Liz…how many hallucinations have you both had so far?"

The twins flushed and looked at the ground. "Too many."

Bobby figured as much and handed the distributor cap to Dean. "I'll follow." And he headed toward his car while Dean went to restore the part. "Don't be stoppin' to pee every ten minutes either," he added, and grinned at the exasperated looks that the Winchesters shot at him, and the feds all laughed.


Half hour later, they were all on the road, on their way to Indiana, and both Penelope and Kevin were looking for other unusual activities going on in New Harmony.

Sam glanced at his siblings, wondering what he was going to do if they failed and the hellhounds came for them. "Hey, Dean, Liz?"

"Yeah?" they responded with the twin talk.

"You know that if this doesn't uh…" Sam stammered, "this doesn't go the way we want, I want you both to know-"

"No," Dean cut in. "Nononono."

This surprised Sam and Liz, and they looked at him questioning. "No what?"

"No, you're not gonna bust out the misty goodbye speech, ok?" Dean declared, looking at them both. "And if this is our last day on Earth, I do not want it to be socially awkward." And then sighed when Liz slumped back in her seat, dejected, and Sam turned to look out the window. "You know what I do want?" he turned on the radio and "Wanted Dead or Alive" started playing.

Sam turned and Liz leaned forward with bewildered expressions on their faces. "Bon Jovi?"

Dean nodded. "Bon Jovi rocks…on occasion," he stated, fixing them both with a look. Liz rolled her eyes and Sam looked away again. Determined to improve the mood, he looked back at the road and began singing along to the song, earning two alarmed looks.

"'And I walk these streets. A loaded six-string on my back. Play for keeps,'" he sang and nudged Sam. "Come on. 'Cause I might not make it back. I've been everywhere.'"

Reluctantly, Sam and Liz began singing along. "'Oh yeah!'"

"'And I'm standin' tall,'" Dean sang, and, laughing, both Sam and Liz joined in.

"I've seen a million faces

and I rocked 'em all

'cause I'm a cowboy

on a steel horse I ride

I'm wanted."

Both Liz and Dean laughed when Sam shouted, "Wanted" and they continued singing.

"Dead or alive. Dead or alive."

While Sam got caught up in the singing, he failed to notice the emotional change in his siblings as the words sank in, reminding them of their impending fate.

"Dead or alive

Dead or alive

Dead or alive."


It was after 8 pm by the time that their convoy reached Indiana, and they were now heading to New Harmony, and both Penelope and Kevin had pinpointed a possible neighborhood that Lilith could be hiding in.

"What's the name of the family?" Liz asked the radio-link.

`"The Fremont family,"` Penelope answered. `"Apparently the daughter, Tina, has been sick for the past four days, and her parents, and grandparents, have been staying home from their jobs to look after her.'

`"Do you think the kid's possessed?"` Rossi asked, concerned.

`"It's possible,"` Bobby answered. `"I've had to exorcise demons out of several kids a few times, and, thankfully, they all survived."`

"Personally, I hope the kid isn't the one being possessed," Dean said, "'cause sendin' Lilith back to hell won't get us out of our deal."

They all agreed with that, but on the chance that the kid was the one possessed, and then they vowed to make it quick. As they drove past a large bush, a police officer was parked next to it, and he noted that the Impala had a busted taillight.

'Gotcha.' The cop started up his engine and pulled out onto the road with his sirens on.

Hearing the sirens, the Winchesters were surprised to see the police car puling up behind them.

"We're gettin' pulled over?" Sam asked, worried.

Dean checked his side-view mirror and saw the problem. "I've got a busted taillight," he informed them. "It's not like we're in a hurry or nothin'."

"Just make it quick, Dean," Liz hissed as he pulled over, and the police car stopped behind them.

Dean rolled down the window while Sam got the license and registration out of the glove compartment, determined to get this done with quickly; the police officer walked up with a flashlight in hand. "Problem officer?" he asked, resisting the impulse to wince when the light was shined into his face.

"License and registration, please," the officer requested, ignoring the question.

Without looking, Dean handed over the required papers. The officer took them and looked them over.

"Do you realize you have a taillight out, Mr. Hagard?" he asked.

"Yeah, I've been m-" Dean began, looking up at the officer and froze, his eyes widening with shock.

Wondering what her twin was doing, Liz peered through the window at the officer, and she also froze with her eyes going wide with shock, too. 'No way.'

Curious, the officer tilted his head, and shined his light into the car. "You ok, sir?"

"Yes…yes, sir," Dean stammered, looking away. "Uhh…you know, I've been meaning to take care of that." He glanced at the review mirror, and Liz nodded slightly. "As a matter of fact-" he suddenly threw his door open, hitting the officer in the stomach with it, and both he and Liz rushed out.

"Dean! Liz!" Sam yelped, surprised, and got out, too.

The twins punched the officer several times while Sam hurried around the car to stop them. Dean pinned the officer to the car and Liz pulled the knife from her belt, thrusting it into the jaw of the officer.

Both Bobby and the BAU pulled up, just in time to see the officer light up from the inside for several seconds as Liz pulled the knife free and Dean released the dead body, which fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

Sam was shocked, having realized it was a demon mere moments before, and joined his siblings, who were panting. The BAU and Bobby quickly joined them, and they all stared at the dead demon for several hour-long seconds.

"What the hell happened?" Bobby asked, staring at the Winchesters with a mixture of shock and surprise on his face.

"Liz and Dean both just killed a demon," Sam answered. "How'd you both know? I didn't even sense it at first."

Dean and Liz, still breathing hard, exchanged uneasy looks before looking up and answering. "We just knew." They then looked back at the body.

"We could see its' face," Dean explained. "It's real face…under that one."

"And it was ugly," Liz added, grimacing. "Ugh."

"How's that possible?" Morgan asked. "Since when can you both see the demon's real face?"

Dean and Liz both shrugged. "It just happened."

"What I want to know is what are we going to do with the body and the car?" Rossi asked. "We can't just leave them here."

"Dave's right," Hotch agreed. "We'll need to hide them for now."


A short while later, the Winchesters, Bobby, Morgan, Emily, and Reid were covering the police car with branches so that it wouldn't be seen from the road.

"So what, now you're seein' demons?" Sam asked.

Both Dean and Liz shrugged again. "We've seen all kind of things lately, but…nothing like this."

"It's crazy," Kevin remarked.

"Actually it's not all that crazy," Bobby corrected, throwing a large, leaf-laden branch onto the car.

The others looked at him, curious. "How's it not crazy?"

"Well, you both just got over five hours to go?" Bobby explained. "You're glimpsin' the B side."

"A little less new age-y please," Liz requested, leaning on the branches.

Bobby sighed and stated what he meant plainly. "You both are almost hell's bitches," he responded. "So, you both can see hell's other bitches."

The twins stared, surprised, and then they both grimaced. "Thank you."

"Well," Sam said thoughtfully, "actually it could come in pretty handy. Especially if these demons can cloak themselves to the point that I can't sense them before it's too late."

"Oh, well, I'm glad our doomed souls are good for something," Dean said sarcastically, clearly not thrilled.

"Damn right it is," Bobby agreed. "Lilith's probably got demons stashed all over town. We can't let them sound the alarm. She's know we're here, we're dead before we've started."

Everyone agreed, but Dean and Liz weren't thrilled.

"Well, this is a terrific plan," Liz complained. "We're excited to be a part of it. Can we go, please?" and they walked toward the Impala, and the others followed.


New Harmony, ID

Fremont's residence…

In the dinning room, Barney, Pat, and 'Tina' were seated at the table, which was set with all kinds of candies and treats. Heather walked in with the completed birthday cake that now had blue birthday candles on it.

"Happy birthday, sweetie," she said with Barney and Pat echoing with "Happy birthday", and she set the cake down.

"Yeah!" 'Tina' cheered, clapping. "It's my birthday every day." And she blew out the candles. Nervously smiling, Heather then moved the cake and picked up a knife to cut it while removing the candles.

"Hmmm…cake," Barney said cheerfully. "Again. It's good." And Pat agreed.

'Tina' looked at Pat. "Hey grandpa, can I ask you something?" she asked.

"Sure jelly-bean," Pat responded. "Anything."

"Why did you go to Mr. Wayburn for help?" 'Tina' asked, her tone growing cold.

Heather looked up from the cake, worried, and Pat half-smiled, trying to defuse the situation.

"I didn't," he lied. "I don't know what you mean."

'Tina' scowled. "You're a big fat liar."

"I'm sorry," Pat apologized, scared. "It was mistake."

'Tina' looked at Barney and Heather. "Did you two know about this?" she demanded.

Heather glanced at her husband, who swallowed and glanced at his terrified father, and then shook his head. "No."

"Barney!" Pat gasped, shocked that his own son wasn't giving him any backup.

'Tina' then turned her gaze onto Heather, who was gripping the knife tightly. "Well?"

"No," Heather answered, unable look at anyone.

His shock mounting at their refusal to help, Pat faced 'Tina', who was looking at him now, her expression cold.

"Grandpa?" she asked. "You don't love me?"

"I do! I do!" Pat exclaimed. "I love you!"

"No, you don't," 'Tina' said coldly. "You're lying again. You're just a mean old man."

Pat gave Heather, who was on the verge of tears, a pleading look. "Do something," he pleaded. "Help me, please."

"I don't think I like you anymore," 'Tina' snarled at Pat; she held up her hand and twisted it to a 90-degree angle-

SNAP!

Pat's head also twisted, breaking his neck, and he slumped onto his plate. Heather let out a small scream and then covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide with shock and fear.

'Tina' turned and gave her a warning look. "Nobody scream, ok?" she ordered. "Screaming makes me mad."

Heather nodded, tears brimming in her eyes, and Barney agreed, still staring at his dead father in shock. Pulling herself together, Heather lowered her hand and resumed cutting the cake.

This pleased 'Tina' greatly and she cheered up instantly. "Mommy, can I have ice cream with mine?" she asked sweetly.


In a house with a "For Sale" sign in the front yard, the Winchesters, the BAU, and Bobby watched the incident at the house; the moment that Pat had been killed, Penelope had turned away and was now being comforted by Kevin, who was looking ill.

The rest watched as the little girl, Lilith, smiled while Heather served her a large slice of cake while Barney got out of his chair to get some ice cream.

"It's the little girl," Dean informed them. "Her face is awful."

"I think I'm gonna be sick," Liz muttered, shivering. "I don't like seein' the true faces of demons."

"Alright then, let's go," Morgan said, adjusting his vest. "We're wastin' time." And then headed for the door, but Hotch stopped him.

"Wait."

"For what?" Morgan demanded. "For it to kill the rest of 'em?"

Dean and Liz both rolled their eyes, waving the fed over. "Yeah, and us too if we're not careful." And they pointed out the window. "See the real go-getter mailman on the clock at 9 pm?"

Picking up a pair of binoculars, Morgan peered through them at the person in question, who was standing at the back of his mail truck, sorting through a small pile of mail. Frowning he lowered the binocular.

"And Mr. Rogers over there," Liz said, pointing to Mr. Wepram, who was sitting in a chair on the porch, reading a book and smoking a pipe.

"Demons?" Bobby asked.

The twins nodded. "Yes."

"Damn," Morgan muttered. "How many demons are out there?" he wondered, setting down the binoculars.

"I'm sensin' over a dozen," Sam answered. "So, I'm guessin' the whole neighborhood."

"Great," Emily grumbled. "How can we take out Lilith if she's possessing a ten-year-old girl?"

No one knew how to answer that question, but they were running out of time and their options were limited, and if they didn't make their move soon it would be too late.

"I'm not givin' a "Columbian necktie" to a ten-year-old girl, come on!" Dean declared.

"I second the motion," Liz agreed, raising her hand and Reid did the same, followed by Penelope and Kevin.

"This isn't something we can vote on," Bobby told them. "She's gotta be stopped in order to save everyone."

Dean and Liz stared at the older man that they considered to be a father figure for several seconds, exchanged an uneasy look, and then looked back out the window toward the Fremont house.

"Oh, damn it."


After the tense birthday party, Heather was now lying on a bed with Lilith curled up next to her, and held a book in her hand.

"Read it again, mommy," Lilith requested, her head resting on Heather's shoulder.

"But I've read it 26 times," Heather protested.

"Again," Lilith ordered.

Swallowing, Heather began reading the book again. "'Once upon a time, in the town of Celine lived a beautiful princess named Cleo'," she read. "'But the town was plagued with an evil dragon that demanded the blood of the children, and the princess was doomed to be scarified to the dark and terrible dragon'."

Smiling, Lilith nuzzled her shoulder.


Outside on the street, the mailman was still sorting the mail when there was a loud noise across the street, and he looked up. Standing next to a fence was Dean and Liz, who wore identical "deer in the headlights" expressions.

The mailman's eyes went black and he ran across the street, dropping the mail, and the twins bolted back the way they came with the demon on their heels. They skidded around a nearby corner and the demon followed, colliding with Sam, who was holding the knife.

The demon gasped as the blade entered his chest and tired to pull away, but Sam grabbed him and they struggled, and then Morgan came up from behind and clamped a hand over the demon's mouth to muffle the sound as he died.

After a few seconds, the light show stopped, Sam removed the knife, and the dead body dropped to the ground as Dean, Liz, and Rossi stepped out of the shadows.

"One down," said Morgan, "and more to go."

"Let's go," Rosie agreed and they headed for Mr. Wepram's house.


Meanwhile, Hotch and Reid removed a lid, revealing the opening to the water system, and Bobby stood over it with a rosary.

"Erocizo te, creatura aquae," he prayed in Latin. "In nomine del patris onmipotintes." He then dropped the rosary into the water below, and the stream carried it away.

"JJ, we got the water ready," Hotch reported. "Is Garcia and Lynch ready?"

`"We're all ready here, Hotch,"` JJ confirmed. `"We have full control of the sprinkler system."`


The demon dropped to the ground, dead, and Sam pulled the knife free. While he cleaned the knife, Rossi and Morgan grabbed the corpse's legs, and they dragged it behind a nearby bush.

Liz and Dean waited for them to come back and then they ran off to lure out another demon. They ran through some trees and were moving past a fence when Ruby suddenly appeared, backhanded Dean to the ground and shoved Liz into the fence, pinning her.

"I'd like my knife back, please," Ruby snarled, pressing her arm against Liz's throat. "Or your neck snaps like a chicken bone."

Just then, Sam came up behind her with Rossi and Morgan, and put the knife to her throat. "She doesn't have it," he told her. "Take it easy."

Ruby released Liz, who grunted and slid to the ground, and Sam pulled away as she faced him. Rossi went to help Liz up and Morgan helped Dean up.

"How the hell did you get out?" Dean asked, using the back of his hand to wipe away the blood from his mouth.

Ruby scowled at him. "What you don't know about me could fill a book."

Suddenly both Dean and Liz's eyes widened and they quickly looked away from her. "Woha!"

"What?" Ruby asked.

"Nothing," Dean stammered, quickly glancing at her. "I just – I couldn't see you before, but you're one ugly broad."

"No offense," Liz added hastily.

Ruby rolled her eyes, realizing that they were seeing her true demonic face, and turned to Sam. "Sam, give me the knife before you hurt yourself," she requested, her hand out.

Sam shook his head. "You'll get it when this is over."

"It's already over," Ruby snapped. "I gave you a way to save Dean and Elizabeth, and you shot me down. Now it's too late. They're dead, and I'm not gonna let you die, too."

"Try and stop me," Sam warned, "and I'll kill you, too. Bitch."

"Hit me with your best shot, baby," Ruby shot back.

"Knock it off you two," Morgan said, stepping between them. "We've got a plan in place."

Ruby wasn't convinced and then Dean and Liz, who had been looking toward the road, turned to them with alarmed expressions.

"Guys, guys! Hey! Have your little catfight later!"

"What is it?" Rossi asked.

"That," said Liz, pointing.

On a porch across the street, a father and son were staring directly at them, and so was a guy with a briefcase next door. They've been spotted.

"So much for the element of surprise," Dean muttered.

"Go, go!" Sam ordered. "Run! Run!"

"Hotch, we've been made!" Morgan reported as Rossi opened a nearby gate and they ran for the Fremont house as more possessed people spilled out of the nearby houses, running after them.

They were so screwed!


A/N: And I will end the chapter on another evil cliffy! See you all next week, same Supernatural time same Supernatural channel! R&R everyone!