One last gate to close and it will be done. However, there's a hitch, while holy water hurts demons, tools do not. Hmm, they need to fix this hitch and fast. How do you seal a gate with concrete without superpowered demon busting it open with a crowbar, or other equally useful tool? I don't know but then again, neither do they, lol.

Read on to see how they fix this problem, The power of good-looking Winchester men compels you!

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Bobby and the others walked up to the Devil's Gate. They eyed it and sighed, they had rented a cement mixer and got some concrete for it. They poured the water into it, blessing it and turning it into holy water, letting it mix up well. They had yet figured out how to keep a demon from using a tool to bust the concrete to get into the lock, they wouldn't put it past them.

Bobby looked at the boys and cast his eyes upward, hinting. The boys nodded, taking the hint.

"Dad, it's us.

We seem to be stuck.

We don't mean to make a fuss,

But if we don't seal this lock, we are going to be out of luck.

Please help?"

The boys sighed, did he even consider himself their Dad still? Did they dare hope he did?

"Of course, I do." John said walking up to them smiling, hugging each one hard, getting a welcoming smile from each. He shook Bobby's hand and turned to look at the lock. "So, holy concrete?" He quirked an eyebrow at the truck and smiled, it was very original, he had to give them that. "You know a demon can get a tool to break the concrete eventually, right?"

They all nodded and sighed. "That's kind of our problem. We're stuck on that detail." Dean said, running a hand through his hair. Michael walked up and looked at the Archangel.

"Hi, Michael. Good to see you." John shook his hand and smirked knowingly. "Mind if I try?"

The others nodded, hopefully his plan would work better than theirs would have. They knew how to close one but not to seal one up. It was new territory for them.

John put a hand over the lock and let his power flow into it, melted the inner parts of the lock into one metal glob. He pulled his back and then let his power melt the keyhole itself into a melted mass of metal. That should do it. Dante had taught him that trick. If a Pheonix could do it, so could he! It was the only sure way to seal the damn thing up for all time, and hopefully beyond if he had his way.

"Thanks, John." Bobby said and the boys nodded, watching him sadly.

"No problem. Let me know if you ever need anything else." John said, looking back at the boys, sadness in his heart, too.

He went to vanish but paused, looking at the boys. They could tell he was trying to say something and was trying to figure out how to phrase it. It was one of the more popular Winchester traits that all of them had at moments, John included.

"Wanna shoot some pool with me this weekend?" He asked them, hoping they wouldn't mind him trying to spend time with them. He knew he was dead in this world but no one said he couldn't have some kind of relationship with them; he just couldn't stay in the timeline, mostly small visits. That wouldn't hurt the timeline at all.

"We'd like that." The boys beamed as Dean agreed to John's tentative offer, a peace offering, an unspoken offer to be a part of their lives as they were in this world. They were thrilled to have a version of their Dad but understood it would be infrequent visits, he couldn't stay here; it wasn't his timeline.

"See you Friday then." John waved and smiled. He vanished on the spot right then.

"Guess you got your Dad back, eh, Boys?" Bobby said smiling, they looked much happier now.

"Sort of. It feels good." Sam said smiling and Dean nodded in agreement.

"Sam's right, it won't be the one we had before but it will be great having some kind of relationship with this one." Dean said, feeling happier now, they had a Dad again, sort of.

"We better get back. We got a long drive ahead of us." Bobby said and they walked to their cars. The boys drove ahead in their Impala while Bobby followed in his car.

The boys couldn't wait until Friday. They hadn't played pool with their Dad in a long time and knew this was going to be fun. They were curious if he was as good at it was the John of this world had been.

Bobby knew the truth.

He was better. In every way.

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The last gate is seal and gone. The worlds' are all safe from that. Here's hoping they don't find my driveway, it really need repaving, and I could use the concrete…hmmm.

What was that number again? 1-800-winchester? That's it! Gotta go make a phone call!

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