EPILOGUE

Dean's POV

"So where are we going to start hunting this demon son of a bitch?" Dean asked Castiel.

"We are going to summon him," the angel replied.

"Wait a minute. We are going to summon the guy who has his own personal hit list, with me at the top?"

"Yes."

"Is there something that's not connected right up there?" Dean asked gesturing to Castiel's head.

Castiel just cocked his head, confused.

"Just forget it," Dean said, giving up.

"I would say there's something wrong with the angel's thinking," a man said from behind them. They all turned around to see who had addressed them. It was none other than the trickster that they had run into to time and time again. What. The. Hell. Why do all the Tricksters follow us?

Dean saw the recognition on Sam's face turn to pure hatred, and he heard Sam spit out "How dare you show your face here" as he ran towards him with a stake he must have still been carrying from the ordeal the previous day.

"Whoa, whoa" the trickster said moving easily out of the way, "I just came to tell you that summoning Alastair is a bad idea."

Sam stared at him, still seething, "You think we're dumb? Of course that's a bad idea."

"I meant to say that to your angel friend over there."

"And why is that a bad idea?" Castiel asked.

"Because, he just asked me to help him, and I saw how angry he was… He was very angry. When Alastair gets angry, you don't want to be within ten miles of him. Trust me."

"So you're working with him? Good, now I can really kill you," Sam said. He ran at the trickster and shoved the stake right into his heart. The illusion faded and another trickster appeared in it's place.

"You fell for it again. How sad. Do you really think that I'd waltz right in and tell you my whole life story? Anyway, I didn't join king full-of-himself. I wouldn't want Alastair to kill you. I have too much fun with you to have you both killed." He pointed to Dean. "You're too much fun to kill then bring back to life and, " he pointed to Sam, "You're just down right fun to mess with."

Some made ready to lunge again, so Dean stuck out a hand to stop him.

"If you're on our side then what are you doing stop Alastair?" Dean asked.

"Well first off… He thinks that I am working with him so that's a start right?" he said cockily, "but just in case…" and with that he made some odd gestures towards Sam and Dean.

"What did you do?"

"The thing you a talking to right now is an illusion of myself that only you and Sam can see." And with that the trickster began to relay his plan to the Winchester brothers.

When the illusion had finished Dean asked, "Are you sure this will work?"

"I can't be sure of anything because even through demons can't create illusions, they are way trickier than a tricky trickster."

"Well isn't that dandy," Dean said sarcastically.

"Let's just go through with the plan before we begin to make assumptions," Sam replied.

"A moment ago, you were trying to kill this bastard… no offence," Dean said turning to the trickster, "and now you want to go through with his plan?"

"I just want this to be over with."

"Yeah, don't we all. Let's get going," Dean finished the conversation, "So where to?"

"Minnesota," the trickster answered. "Road trip!"

The *other* Trickster's POV

The Trickster was quite enjoying the 8 hour trip with Sam and Dean. Not only did it give him ample opportunity to think through his plans, but oh-so-much time to prank his two favorite people to mess with.

As soon as the cassette tape started playing Metallica music, he issued non-stop complaints from about the poor choice in music. Getting no reaction from Dean, he gave in an instead sang along to every tune in a variety of annoying voices until he could see Dean gripping the stirring wheel tightly in annoyance.

He settled back in the seat, and when we felt like it, he put imaginary people in front of the car to make Dean swerve to avoid killing them. Then afterwards the trickster would come clean and get yelled by both brothers. Yes, the next 5 hours were going to be just fine with him.

Castiel's POV

Castiel left the two brothers who were about to go on the road trip with the trickster to Minnesota. He hated driving, and he had to check one last thing before he assisted them.

Finding Gabriel, he wasted no time getting to the point. "I need your help in killing Alastair and this time you will provide me with the help I need."

"And what makes you think that I will help you?"

"Gabriel, God is watching you right now, and if you disobeyed his orders he would not be too happy. Now, will you help me?"

Gabriel looked down at his feet and then back up to Castiel, "Fine"

They both disappeared from the park and appeared in the car along with Dean, Sam and the Trickster. Gabriel happened to end up right next to the trickster and Castiel had to stop him from killing him instantly. When Castiel introduced his guest to the two brothers, Dean was less than thrilled to have yet another arch-angel tailing them.

The trip was long and awkward for all of them.

Dean's POV

When they finally arrived, they all ran silently to the building. Dean opened the door slowly and walked in followed quickly by the rest. Aiming the colt ahead of himself, he checked all corners. They had gotten pretty far into their search when they were interrupted by a voice.

"Hello, Dean," the voice called out. A shiver went down Dean's spine as he heard the child-like voice. He swiveled around, and took aim, hesitating for only an instance when he realized it was only a little girl.

"Hello, you little bitch," Dean growled.

"Hey now, that's not my name."

"It is in my case, Lilith", Dean sneered

"There now, that wasn't so hard."

"Actually, it was harder than you think," Dean said as he pulled the trigger.

Lilith didn't know what was happening until the bullet went straight through her heart. She looked down at her chest and looked back up with a child-like innocence in her eyes. A light within her flashed a few times before she fell to the ground, dead. Her unseeing eyes still locked on Dean. He looked away, disgusted, as Sam went slowly over to her and closed her eyes. Just because the little girl was a vessel doesn't mean she was evil.

Castiel interrupted his thoughts, "Dean, she was already dead. There was nothing you could do to save her."

He felt slightly better. At least she wasn't suffering anymore. They continued searching the building, but still with no luck. Alastair had figured out that the trickster wasn't really working for him, but instead was helping the two Winchester brothers. Their search may continue, but at least everything was ok for now. They had the colt and Lilith was dead. Alastair won't bother them for a while. Everyone was alive. Dean was visible. And somehow they had gotten a trickster and an arch-angel on their side.