The all call had been sounded. Castiel found out that the last seal was about to be broken, and Dean had to get there, stop Lilith, stop the other demons, and above all else, stop Sam. So, Dean found himself in the Impala, Bobby sitting shot gun, driving as fast as he could, and the divine helping him out, by blinding the cops to his speed, and drove to a little out of the way town, in the middle of Iowa. As soon as they entered the town, Dean felt the demonic presence surrounding him, it was cold and scorching, it was misery and hopelessness trying to penetrate his mind, body, and soul. He turned to Bobby.

"They can't get you. Not with the protection. They can't get up in you, but they can change how you feel. Bobby, please, I need you at my back."

"I'm here son. No damn demon is going to make me want to tuck tail and run."

"Okay. Let's do this." Bobby nodded and the two men got out of the car. Castiel was behind them suddenly.

"Dean, Bobby. The church two miles into the woods, there is a seal, it is similar to the devil's gates that were opened in Wyoming. We must keep the doors shut." Dean nodded as did Bobby and the angel disappeared. Dean immediately went to the trunk and started gathering supplies.

"S…" Dean grimaced at his own mistake. "Bobby."

Bobby put a hand on Dean's shoulder. "It's okay son."

"No it is NOT okay Bobby! My brother should be fighting beside me, not on the other side. Damn it!" he swore and threw the gun back into the trunk. He ran a hand through his hair and reigned in his emotions. "Okay. Let's get this done."

And the two charged in. When they got there, demons and hunters were already there, fighting, screaming, dying, and trying with everything they had to win for their side. Dean stood off to the side, watched for a while, strategizing, Bobby ran for the center with a "Be careful" thrown over his shoulder. Dean just barely nodded and continued to look around. The demons were fighting thickly around the entrance of the church, they were trying to keep hunters out, and those hunters that were inside very much in. From the looks of things, they were winning, hunters were scattered about the ground, it looked like the pictures Dean had seen in history books, chronicling the time of WWII.

Dean was about to go in, just like their father had taught him, find the weakest point and go from there, when he saw Ruby, and Sam behind her. His blood boiled, and then he was poisoned with his own sadness. He took a deep breath and resolved to fight his own brother, kill him if necessary. He would not let Sam be his weak spot, he would not let the demons win this war. He was Dean Freaking Winchester. Son of John Winchester, he was strong, he would fight, and he had hell knowledge this time, and he wasn't afraid, for the first time since his return trip upstairs, he wasn't scared, he wasn't going to cower, he wasn't going to run away and tuck his tail between his legs, he was going to fight, going to save the world. He would do it without his brother, without anyone, because that was why he was here. This is why he had been saved by the faith healer all of those years ago, that was his purpose.

He charged Went straight into the demons, cutting, hacking, kicking, throwing, and screaming. Demons grabbed at his clothes and he shed his layers, shed jacket and over shirt, left only in a tight tee shirt the demons had nothing left to grab a hold of. One of the demons tried to throw him, and they weren't able. Dean smiled evilly and said "Maybe Yellow Eyes empowered two Winchesters." He said and hit the guy square in the jaw, knocking him on his butt. Dean hurried further and further into the church, and was just about at the seal when he was jumped from behind and knocked to the floor.

Ruby's meat suit grinned evilly down at him. "You think you are gonna be some kind of hero?"

"I'm gonna kill every one of you evil sons of bitches." He said low in his throat. She laughed and she reached down into the front of Dean's pants.

"Get off of me!" he yelled. She pulled the hex bag out of his pants and threw it to the other side of the room.

"Wondered how long it would take you to find the spell that makes you immune to demonic forces. Maybe you are smarter than I gave you credit for short bus."

"Oh, there is a lot you don't give me credit for bitch." He said and punched her square in the nose.

"Like what?" she asked head butted him.

"Oh, a guy can't give up his secrets. Just know I'm gonna kill you bitch."

"Sure you are. Your brother over there, see him? Fighting that hunter? Yeah, he's on my team, and he's not gonna let me get hurt."

"Whatever bitch." Dean said and he started to fight back, tried to use his weight, and his height to his advantage, but the demon in the small girl was strong, and she fought back just as hard. And before Dean knew what was happening, she pulled a knife from her boot and aimed for his heart. Dean grabbed her arm and tried to stop its descent, but when a demon feels no mortal pain, it doesn't matter if you break an arm or scratch. They aren't going to stop. Dean realized almost too late that hew as going to lose this particular battle, that he would die trying to save the last seal, and he was going to die the way he wanted, fighting. He found peace with that, knew that he had done his best and he was willing to die, he was ready.

His arm was losing strength and Ruby laughed and her eyes turned the true demon black and before he knew what was happening he heard a loud "NO!" and then Ruby was gone, off of his body and choking up her own demon trail.

Sam was too late, Ruby had already plunged the knife into Dean's chest. Blood was oozing out of the wound and he was breathing heavy. "Dean! I can't do this again…no no no.. I can't do this again." Sam repeated.

"Stop the breaking of the seal."

"Dean!"

"Do it! Sam! Do it! No one's looking. Finish this." Sam worried at his lip and then finally did as his big brother suggested. He dipped his hand in Dean's blood and he ran for the door. He smothered the seal in his brother's blood. And recited in Latin. "So as the one who begins it, he shall end it, blood of the righteous shall right all of his sins done in hell." Blinding white light enveloped everyone in the area, every demon was fried, and the seal was in fact sealed. Nothing was going to get in or out.

Sam ran to his brother, pulled the knife from his chest and touched his hair. "Dean?"

"Hospital Sammy, hospital." Sam gathered his brother in his arms, and with superhuman strength held him close and ran like hell to the Impala.