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"This is a trap and a stupid one" Kit snapped as they got out of the Impala.

John chuckled than reached out and ruffled her hair. She rolled her eyes. Then held out the colt.

"Dad…" Dean sighed.

"What?" John asked.

"Promise me something" Dean looked at him serious look in his eyes.

"What's that?"

"If this thing goes south… Just get the hell out… Don't get yourself killed… you're no good to us dead!" Dean sighed.

"Same goes for you" John nodded than he took out the real colt out of his coat pocket and handed it to Dean.

"All right, listen to me… They made bullets special for this Colt… There's only four of 'em left… Without 'em this gun is useless… You make every shot count" John nodded at Sam than Dean.

"Yes sir" Sam nodded.

"I've been waiting a long time for this fight… Now it's here and I'm not gonna be in it… It's up to you guys now… It's your fight, you finish this… You finish what I started… You understand?" John asked them.

"So don't miss… Don't die… oh and try to get the demon in one shot so we can use the gun to kill Meg… Gottcha!" Kit held thumbs up.

John smiled at her fondly.

"I'll see you later" he got into his truck.

"Yeah later" Dean gulped gently.

John rode off in his truck. Kit looked after him. She had a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach. Sam was out getting something to eat for them. Kit sat there cleaning her gun hummed softly under her breath.

"I really do love my cell phone by the way…" Kit smiled.

Dean nodded smiled a crooked smile.

"I'm worried about him too…" Kit sighed set down her gun.

"How'd you get him to listen to you?" Dean asked.

"Threatened to put a real branch up his ass" Kit teased.

Dean laughed. Sam came back he was empty handed looked deep in thought.

"I'm hungry" Kit snapped playfully.

"Yeah me too" Dean nodded both pouted.

Sam looked at them confused.

"Oh sorry guys" Sam chuckled.

Kit sighed than put together her pistol and pointed it at a picture. They sat outside the house the demon was gonna be in.

"Kit… I want you to wait out here… When he comes…" Dean sighed.

"Why?" Kit asked.

"Cause… I don't want you anywhere near that thing… Stay in the car" Dean snapped.

Kit made to talk than the radio started messing up. Dean and Sam ran out of the Impala. She drummed her fingers waiting for them anxious her fingers moving tapping than ran upstairs passed Dean and the husband.

"KIT GET ROSIE!" Sam yelled.

Kit ran to the Crib.

"Come here Sweetheart" Kit quickly picked the baby up and ran out of the Nursery following Sam.

They ran down the stairs. Dean looked around. Kit looked up at the Nursery than felt a tug on her shirt. Rosie gripped her shirt with her cute little pudgy hands.

"Hey sweetie… I think she's okay" Kit said to Monica handed Rosie to her.

"Thank you… Thank you so much" Monica cried happily.

Kit smiled back at her comfortingly. Monica looked at Rosie smiling gently.

"It's still in there!" Sam snapped angrily.

He made to go back into the house but Kit put her hands to his chest stopped him.

"LET GO KIT! IT'S STILL IN THERE" Sam yelled.

"It's Suicide!" Dean grabbed Sam's arms pulled him back.

"The house is burning to the ground!" Dean snapped.

"I DON'T CARE!" Sam cried.

"WELL, I DO!" Dean shouted.

They looked back up at the nursery window than the demon disappeared into black smoke than completely disappeared. Kit pulled on both their sleeves to make them hurry.

"We need to go" Kit pulled on them again.

"Right" Dean nodded.

They went back to the motel. Dean tried calling John yet again in the Motel room.

"Come on Dad! Answer your phone, Dammit! Something's wrong!" Dean snapped looked at Sam who just stared off into space.

Kit sat in a chair watching them both eyes going back and forth between them.

"If you had just let go in there… I could have ended all this…" Sam whispered.

"Sam! The only thing you would end was your life!" Dean snapped.

"You don't know that" Sam looked at him.

"So what? You're just willing to sacrifice yourself is that it?"

"Yeah!" Sam snapped.

"Yeah, you're damn right I am!" Sam stood.

"Yeah! Well that's not gonna happen… Not as long as I'm around!" Dean snapped.

"What the hell are you talkin' about Dean? We've been searching for this demon our whole lives! It's the only thing we've ever cared about!" Sam snapped.

"Sam I wanna waist it! I do okay? But it's not worth dyin' over!" Dean snapped back loudly.

"What?" Sam asked shocked.

"I mean it! It huntin' this demon means you gettin' yourself, than I hope we never find the damn thing!" Dean almost yelled.

Kit watched them.

"That thing killed Jess! That think killed MOM!" Sam snapped loudly.

"You said yourself once… that no matter what we do, they're gone… and they're never comin' back…" Dean sighed.

Sam grabbed Dean by his shirt and shoved him against the wall. The wall shuddered at the sudden force put on it than stopped.

"Don't you say that! Don't you… not after all this! Don't you say that!" Sam yelled slightly.

Kit winced.

"Sammy look… The four of us… that's all we have… that's all I have… Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holdin' it together man" Dean sighed.

Sam let him go slowly.

"With out you, Kit and dad…" Dean was close to crying.

Kit stood took out her cell phone and tried John's cell. They both looked at her. Dean looked close to breaking point.

"You boys really screwed up this time" a woman's voice said.

"I'm not a boy bitch, where's John?" Kit snarled angrily.

Dean and Sam looked at her surprised.

"Oh Kit! Well, well always wanted to talk to you… You're little friends are never gonna see their father again…"

Kit looked at Sam and Dean than hung up.

"Meg's got your dad" Kit said her throat was so tight.

She wished she didn't have to see those faces. They drove forward in the Impala sped forward Music blasted over the speakers. Kit was deep in thought. They went to a place called Singer's Autos. A dog laid on the hood of a blue tow truck. He looked up as Kit walked towards him. He licked her face tail wagging back and forth. She giggled scratched him behind the ears. He followed her into the house.

"Rumsfeld! Go outside!" Bobby snapped.

The dog sat down beside Kit.

"Can he stay in here with me please?" Kit asked with big puppy eyes.

Bobby looked at her head tilted slightly than nodded gently.

"Whose this?" Bobby asked Dean as Kit sat on the floor playing with Rumsfeld.

Dean looked their way smiled as Rumsfeld jumped on Kit and she squealed laughing.