SHOUT OUTS/ANSWERS

Lalez: Yep. Yes, I'm sure they are. That's all right, as long as you enjoy the fic. Thank you.

DISCLAIMER

One Tree Hill belongs to Mark Schwahn and the CW. Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke and the CW. I only own the plot.

"You humans have no idea who you're messing with," the thing stated. Then, it noticed someone familiar in the group.

"Hiya, Danny. How's the family?" it smirked.

"Shut your mouth," Jo snapped, grabbing holy water and splashing it on Lucas. The demon gritted its teeth.

"You guys can't gank me. Not without hurt Lukey Boy," it smirked.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Remiel told him. The demon struggled, but the bonds around him held fast. Remiel grabbed his shoulders.

"Do the exorcism…NOW!" he instructed. Jo immediately started chanting as Remiel let power flow through his hands. Just hold on, kid. This will all be over soon, he thought. The demon shrieked and snarled as he felt both of the attacks.

"THEY'RE MINE! THEY'RE MINE! THEY'RE MINE! THEY'RE MINE!" he shrieked. "AZAZEL PROMISED ME! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! THEY'RE MINE!" Remiel smacked him upside the head, much like a parent disciplining a child.

"You talk too much." The demon glared, and continued screaming as the exorcism continued. Then, black smoke started to come out of Lucas' mouth.

"Castiel!" Castiel sprang into action, grabbing the smoke. The demon shrieked as it felt itself being diminished by the angel's goodness.

"You will not harm another person," Castiel stated, and then the smoke dissipated with a shrieking gurgle.

"It's over. It's over," Lucas whispered.

"Luke!" Jo and Dan ran to him, and helped him up.

"Sorry baby, are you all right?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm good. That was great," he told her.

"Is it really over?" Dan wondered.

"Yes. It was as that demon said: Azazel had promised the Scotts to him, and would've continued down your line to little Jamie as part of a different plan by a different demon. By destroying him, we have---as you would say---put a crimp into those plans," Remiel answered. They chuckled.

"Come on. Let's get out of here," Lucas determined and walked out, Jo and the Winchesters by his side.

"What are you going to do about your ex-girlfriend?" Dean wondered.

"I can't be with her. A part of me will always love her, but I know too much, and I'm sure there's a chance that the demons will come after me again. I won't put her in danger. I won't." Jo nodded. While it hurt to hear her boyfriend say that a part of him would always love another girl, she understood. In his lucid moments, he had told her about the other girl. Which had been why she had so catty to her: she had been jealous. She hadn't been expecting Peyton to be so gorgeous.

"But you can't just leave without saying good-bye," Sam pointed out.

"I know," Lucas nodded. And he wouldn't. He knew exactly what he was going to do. "Um, how are we---"

"Oh! Of course! My apologies," Castiel said, and he and Remiel teleported the group back to Tree Hill.

"Whoa. Weird way to travel," Lucas muttered. Dan nodded.

"Son…I'm so sorry…for everything."

"It's okay. I know you were only trying to protect us." They hugged. Then, Dan home, and the others headed for their hotel, where Lucas immediately found a pencil and some sheets of paper.

"Is it okay if I use these?"

"Yeah." Lucas sat down and began writing. Then, when he was finally finished, he stood up. They stopped by the post office, bought some stamps, and dropped the letters off. Then, they headed out.

"You ready for this?" Jo asked.

"Drive, Beauty Queen," Lucas told her. Jo smiled at the familiar nickname, and then drove off, REO Speedwagon blaring through the speakers. A few days later, Nathan, Haley, Brooke, Dan, and Peyton, all opened their mailboxes to find a single letter with their names on it. Curious, they opened them and began to read.

"Hey, Nate, Hales. Just let me say that I love of the both of you, and I bet Jamie's gonna grow up just like you guys. But the thing is, I can't stay in Tree Hill. I wish I could, but I can't. The demon's already done too much damage to our family," Nathan read from his place on their read leather couch. He and Haley looked at each other in surprise. Demon? "Yeah, you're reading this right, guys: a demon," Haley picked up. "Nate, it was in Dad first. That's why he flip-flopped so much. He was trying to fight it. Unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough and it made him kill Uncle Keith. I've known about the demon ever since I stayed with him that one year. And Nate, I know what you're going to say: why wouldn't you tell me? Dad begged me not to," she continued. "Please forgive him, Little Brother. He never meant to hurt us. Take care of each other. I love you both." The two stared at each other in shock, not knowing what to say.

"Dad, what can I say? You of all people know how hard it was to fight that thing. That's why I can't stay here. I nearly killed Nate because of it. Besides, I have a different life now. One with Jo and the Winchesters. We're gonna kill as many of those bastards as we can. I love you, Dad," Dan read. He inhaled sharply and let the paper float down to the wooden table. "I love you too, Son. Be safe."

"Brooke, what can I say to you? I put you through so much hell, and I'm sorry. I know that doesn't help anything, but I said it: I'm sorry. I can't stay here. There's more of them out there," Brooke read. More of what? she wondered, running her fingers over the tan fabric of her couch. "I know what you're thinking; more of what? And your answer is demons. I had gotten possessed right before graduation, and I was afraid it would make me hurt you or Peyton, so I left. Brooke, you're strong enough to stand on your own. I know you don't think so, but you are. Take care of Peyton and let yourself be somebody's Pretty Girl. Lucas," Brooke read. She blew out a breath and let the paper drop to the floor. "Oh, Lucas. Why didn't you just tell us?"

"Peyton, I know what I said to you hurt you and I'm sorry. It was the only way I knew how to protect you. The demon inside of me would've killed you…or Brooke. Yes, Peyton, you read that right: a demon. I had gotten possessed right before graduation. That's why I left. I didn't want to hurt you. After all, I've put you through so much hell even without the damn thing inside of me." She snorted. "You got that, right, buster," she said, and then continued. "A part of me will always love you, but we can't be a part of each other's lives anymore. I know too much, and I would never put you in danger. Take care of Brooke and find your True Love Always," Peyton read. Her throat muscles constricted. Lucas. Oh, Lucas, she thought to herself. Then, she noticed a parting line. "P.S. Nice legs." She let out a gasping, crying chuckle.

"Nice shot."

THE END