Jamie blows the motel door closed and grabs unto Andrew's shirt, pulling him in for a kiss. He smirks and kisses her back, tearing her jacket off and picking her up. He walks over to the bed and lays her on it as he kisses her neck. Jamie's phone starts vibrating on the bedside table. She turns. Andrew groans in annoyance and picks it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Sam. Is Jamie there?"

Andrew glances over to Jamie, whose gotten up and poured herself a glass of tequila.

"Hey Sammy. Look, I know, I know you need help on this hunt. Jace and I almost have the thing nabbed; we should be up in the morning."

"I think you need to make it sooner than the morning."

Jamie drops her glass and it falls to the floor where it shatters. Andrew lowers the phone and looks across the room at her. "Give me the phone." She gets up and goes over to her boyfriend, taking the phone from him. "Sam? I just…I just had a vision. Did Dean go off by himself?"

"Yeah he did. I have a really bad feeling."

"He's in trouble. I'm on my way. Meet me in an hour." She grabs her jacket and her handgun as she hangs up the phone. "AJ, can you call Aaron and finish up here?"

"Yeah. Yeah of course. I'll call you when we get the thing." Andrew says, sighing reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, Andrew. I am. But Dean is in trouble and I have to go."

"Yeah." He nods as she opens the door to their motel room and grabs her bag. "Jace?" Jamie looks back at him. He tosses her the keys to her truck. "Be careful."

"Dean, you're drunk. You're drunkdialing me."

Dean stared into his phone. "I'm not drunk. Quit screwing around! If you don't believe me give the phone to Jamie." He sighed, hoping his little sister was less hardheaded at this hour.

Sam only replied in surprise. "Jamie?"

"Yeah." Dean paused. He could have swore Sammy had insisted on calling their sister. "Isn't she with you?"

"Look, it's late. Alright, just get some sleep and I'll.. see you tomorrow. Ok?"

"Wait, Sam! Sam!" Dean sighs and then dials Jamie's number. The voicemail picks up.

"You've reached Jamie Winchester; I cannot come to the phone right now. If you have a medical emergency please contact your local-"

Dean hangs up and stares at the phone.

"This is Jace. I'm out at the moment, but if you have an emergency-"

Sam sighs and hangs up the phone. He stares at it, and a second later Jamie storms into the motel room, looking exhausted. "Hey." Sam gets off the bed and walks over to her.

"Hey." She rubs her eyes. "We don't have time, we've gotta find Dean. Tell you know where he was heading."

Dean picks up a picture of John and Mary smiling with Dean, Jamie, and Sam as little kids in front of them. "…I guess I was wrong." He glances at all the pictures on the shelf. Dean in a cap, looking cool into the camera. Jamie with Andrew, both looking tired and wearing scrubs. Another picture of Dean and his promdate, clearly taken at prom. Another of Sam as a graduate. Dean picks up another picture. It's in black and white and shows John, dressed in baseball clothers with a cap and a baseball bat in his hand, ready to swing, smiling at the camera.

Jamie and Sam are in Jamie's truck and Sam is driving. Jamie is flipping through John's journal. She comes across a picture of John sitting in a chair, holding a shotgun. She sighs and tucks it away.

Dean moves over to the couch and sees a picture of Sam as a graduate with Mary and John smiling proudly next to him. Next to it is a picture of Jamie and Andrew, and there's a baby in Jamie's arms.

Sam turns to Jamie. "We'll find him, Jamie. We're not going to lose him."

Jamie closes her eyes and leans against the door of the truck.

Dean hangs up his phone, unable to get Sam and dials a different number. "Hello?"

"Jamie?"

"Dean? Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Where are you?"

"Uh…home."

"Oh, right, right. Uh…how's AJ?"

"Andrew? He's fine. Dean, are you in trouble or something?"

"What, no, no. Can't a big brother check up on his little sister?"

"I guess…um, look I'd really love to catch up but I have to get Mark ready for daycare and get to work. I'll see you tonight, alright?"

"Right. Okay."

Jamie wakes with a start and stares at her phone. Sam looks over at her and frowns. "Are you okay?"

"No." She closes her eyes again but opens them almost as quickly. "I've hunted Djinn before…I've seen their victims."

Sam glances at the room and then reaches over and holds Jamie's hand. "Hey. Hey, stop, okay? We're almost there." Jamie nods.

Dean is sitting on the steps to the front porch, drinking a beer, feeling happy about his work on the lawn. A car drives up outside the yard. "I don't believe it." He says to himself. He gets up to go greet Sam and Jessica who's getting out of the car. Dean attacks Jessica with a hug while Sam takes out the luggage from the trunk. "Jessica."

"You're uh... Good to see you too, Dean." Dean laughs. "Can't breathe." He lets go.

"Sammy."

"Hay."

Dean grins. "Look at you. You're with Jessica, it's- I don't believe it." He laughs.

"Yeah."

"Where'd you guys come from?"

"We just flew in from.. Califor-"

"California! Standford. Huh? Lawschool, I bet."

Sam motions to the beer in Dean's hand. "I see you started of mom's birthday with a bang as usual."

"Wait. Mom's birthday, that's today?"

"Yeah. Yeah, Dean. That's today. That's why we're here. Don't tell me you forgot."

"Wha..."

Another car pulls up. Jamie and Andrew get out. Andrew is dressed in scrubs, and Jamie is wearing a suit. Andrew gets a bag out of the backseat while Jamie unbuckles a little dark haired boy from his carseat. Jamie turns around with him. Jessica grins. "Jamie! Hey." Sam and Jess go over to them. Jamie hands the boy to Jessica. "Hi Mark. Oh you get so much bigger every time I see you."

Sam and Jamie hug. "Came right from the hospital, huh?" Sam gestures to their attire.

Andrew nods. "Yeah, long day. Twenty car pile-up. I'm going to go in and change, honey."

Jamie nods. "Yeah."

"How was class, Jamie?" Sam asks. Dean finally walks over to them.

Andrew pats his shoulder as he walks by. "Hey Dean, good to see you."

"You too."

Jamie looks past Sam and sees Dean. They hug.

Dean looks down at the baby, Mark. He's taken back for a minute and then grins. "Can I hold him?"

"Uh…sure." Jess hands Mark over to Dean. "Wow. Normally you don't want to hold him."

"What? That's crazy."

Jess smiles after a minute. "Jamie, so look at you. Starting your, what 3rd year of Medical school?"

"Second, but I wish."

Dean looks over at them. "Second year of medical school? Really? You must be exhausted with the baby. Come on." He holds Mark on his hip and grabs his sister's arm with his other hand. Jamie, Jess, and Sam all give him a look as he leads Jamie into the house.

Later they're all sitting at a round table in a fancy restaurant. Dean gets served a plate. "Wow, that... looks awesome."

Sam picks up his glass. "Alright. To mom." He raises his glass. "Happy birthday."

Jess nods. "Happy birthday."

Andrew grins. "Happy Birthday, Mom."

"Thank you."

They all click their glasses in a cheer.

Dean grins. "To mom."

Jamie clicks her glass with Dean. "Here, here." As Dean watches, Sam and Jess kiss. Andrew rubs Jamie's shoulder, and she grabs his hand. He smiles.

Sam parks Jamie truck and they get out. Sam sees Jamie's handgun tucked into the back of her jeans. "Knives, not guns." Sam reminds her.

"I know." She takes the gun out and puts it in the glove department. She reached under the seat and pulls out a knife. She and Sam share a look before walking into the warehouse.

Dean, Sam and Jamie are taking in the living room.

Sam turns to Dean. "What's gotten into you?"

"What do you mean?"

Jamie stands between them. "He means you're kind of…"

Sam cuts her off. "I mean this whole warm, fuzzy ecstasy trip thing."

"I'm just happy for you, guys. For you Sammy."

"Yeah, right. That's another thing. Since when do you call me Sammy?" He pauses. "Dean, come on. We don't talk outside of holidays."

"And you're never this nice to any of us. Except once and awhile when you're drunk."

Dean looks shocked. "We don't? I'm not. Well, we should, I should. I mean, I'm your brother."

Sam repeats his last line. "I'm your brother"?

Dean tries to laugh it off. "Yeah."

Sam and Jamie look at each other.

"You know, that's what you said when you snaked my ATM card."

"And took that hundred from my purse."

"And when you bailed on my graduation."

"And got drunk and fell down the stairs the night Mark was born."

"And when you hooked up with Rachel Nave."

"Who?"

"Uh, my prom date." Sam looks sheepish. "On prom night."

Dean relents a little. "Yeah, that does kinda sound like me. Woh, hay, I'm sorry about all that." He walks towards Sam and Jamie.

Sam backs away. "No that, look, that's alright man, I-I just.. You know I'm not asking you to change. I-I just I.. I don't know…"

Jamie nods. "Yeah… I.. guess we just don't really have anything in know?"

Sam nods. "Yeah."

SAM and Jamie start to walk away.

"Woah woah woah woah. Yes we do. Yes we do." Dean laughs.

"What?"

"Hunting."

"What?"

"Hunting? I've never been hunting in my life, Dean. Neither has Jamie."

"Yeah, well. We should go at it sometime. I... I think you'd be great at it. You too Jamie."

Sam starts to walk away again. Jamie follows him.

Sam turns around. "Get some rest."

Jamie nods. "I'll see you later, maybe."

Jamie and Sam enter the warehouse and Jamie closes her eyes. Sam looks around and then moves closer to her. "Anything?" He whispers.

"That way." Jamie nods down a dark hallway. "We have to hurry or we'll be too late."

Dean is standing by John's grave. It reads: "JOHN E. WINCHESTER 1954-2006 LOVING HUSBAND & FATHER REMEMBERED FOREVER"

Dean looks down. "All of them. Everyone that you saved, everyone Jamie saved, and Sammy and I saved. They're all dead. And there's this woman that's haunting me. I don't know why. I don't know what the connection is, not yet anyway. It's like my old life is coming after me or something. Like it like it doesn't want me to be happy. Course I know what you'd say. Well, not the you that played softball but.. So go hunt the Djinn. He put you here, it can put you back. Your happiness for all those people's lives, no contest. Right? But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero?" He begins to cry while talking. "What about us, huh? Mom's not supposed to live her life. Sammy's not supposed to get married. Jamie's not supposed to have kids. Why do we have to sacrifice everything, dad?" he pauses "It's.." The sky rumbles. Tears begin to falls on Dean's face. "Yeah." He turns around and walks away.

Sam is walking down the hallway with Jamie behind him. Jamie whispers quietly. "Dad, please, please help us get to him in time. Don't let it be too late."

Dean is sitting in the Impala, engine going, thinking. Suddenly the passanger door opens and Sam gets in the car.

"Get out of the car."

"I'm going with you."

"You're just gonna slow me down."

"Tough."

Jamie opens the backdoor.

"Jamie? What are you doing here?"

"Sam said you needed our help."

"This is dangerous and you could get hurt."

Sam cuts in. "Yeah, and so could you Dean."

"Sam!"

Sam stares at him. "Look, whatever stupid thing you're about to do, you're not doing it alone. And that's that."

Jamie nods. "Agreed."

"I don't understand. Why you doing this?"

Sam sighs. "Because you're still our brother."

"And we've got your back."

Dean snickers. "Bitch."

Sam looks confused. "What are you calling me a bitch for?"

"You're supposed to say jerk."

"What?"

"Nevermind."

Jamie rolls her eyes. "Boys…"

Dean glances back at Jamie and catches her eyes. They stare at each other for a few seconds. "Well at least that's still the same." He puts the Impala in gear and they drive off.

Sam looks down on a bag on the seat between them. What's in the bag?"

Dean doesn't look at him. "Nothin'."

"Nothin'?"

"Yeah, nothin'"

Sam shakes his head. "Fine." He grabs the bag and begins to open it.

"You don't wanna do that."

"Oh really?" He takes out what was in the bag. It's a container of blood. "What the hell is this?"

"Let me see that." Jamie takes the container. "This is blood!"

"Yeah."

Sam looks upset. "What the hell is it doing in here?"

"You don't really wanna know."

" No I-I do really wanna know. I really, really, do."

Jamie looks her brother. "Dean…"

Dean considers for a minute. "Yeah, well you're gonna find out sooner or later. I needed a silver knife dipped in lambs blood."

"You needed a silver knife dipped in lambs blood, why?"

"Because there's this creature. A Djinn. And I have to hunt it."

Sam tries to remain calm. "Ok. Uhm.. stop the car."

Jamie grabs Sam's shoulder. "Wait a minute."

Dean glances at them. "I know how it sounds."

"Great. Just.. stop the car."

Jamie shakes her head. "No, Sam…I remember reading something in my world religions class. Dean…Sam let him explain."

Dean glances back at his sister. "Thanks Jamie. It's the truth, Sam. Alright, there are things out there in the dark. There there there are bad things. There are nightmare things. And people have to be saved and if we don't save them, then nobody will."

Sam isn't buying it. "Look, I wanna help you, alright. I-I really really do, but you're having some kind of psychotic breakdown so.. just-"

" I wish."

"Sam…I don't think he's having a breakdown."

" What?"

"I see people like that all day, Sam, trust me."

"Jamie? You're both nuts."

Sam picks up his phone and starts dialing a number. Jamie grabs Sam's phone. Dean rolls down his window, takes the phone from Jamie and throws it out and then rolls it up again.

"What the hell was that? That was my phone!"

"I'm not going to a rubberroom, Sammy."

Jamie looks frustrated. "For once in your life Sam listen to me when I tell you something."

Dean nods. "We've got work to do."

"What? I was just trying to help you out, Dean. I don't I don't want you to get yourself hurt."

"What? You protect me?"

"Yeah!"

Dean laughs. "That's hilarious. Why don't you just sit tight and try not to get the three of us killed."

Sam starts to say something. Jamie interrupts him. "Just shut up, Sammy."

Dean starts the radio and music blares out.

The Impala drives up between the buildings. The car stops but the music is still blaring. Dean looks over at Sam who is asleep. He picks up his flashlight and shines it on Sam's face. Sam wakes with a start.

"Where are we?"

In the backseat Jamie wakes up and yawns.

"Well, we're not in Kansas anymore." he smiles at Sam. Sam doesn't have a reaction and Dean stops smiling. "Illinois."

"And you think something's in there?"

"I know it is."

Dean, Jamie and Sam walk into the hallway, flashlights in hand.

Sam looks around. "See? There's nothing here, Dean."

Jamie is rubbing her head. "Wow…wicked migraine."

Dean turns to her. "Migraine?"

Jamie nods. "Yeah, why?"

Dean looks worried. "We need to be careful."

Sam closely follows behind Dean and Jamie. "Look, Carmen's gotta be worried sick about you, Dean. Jamie has to work in the morning. Come on, let- Let's just go."

Dean turns around. "Shh!"

"Shut up, Sam."Jamie rubs her forehead again.

Dean nods. "It's here." They hear noises and Sam finally starts to take it serious.

"What the hell is that?"

"Stay behind me and keep your mouth shut. Keep Jamie behind you."

"Jamie!" Sam stops short and grabs her arm. They're in the room with the bodies hanging from the ceiling Dean was in earlier. They both swallow hard, and then see Dean hanging at the same time. They rush over to him. "Dean! What do we do?"

Jamie stares at her brother, looking pale and lifeless. She raises her hands and puts them on either side of his head.

Dean, Jamie and SAM approaches they see bodies hanging from the ceiling appearing before them. It's the same bodies Dean saw in his closet. There is a drained bloodbag hanging next to one of the bodies.

Jamie puts her hand over her mouth. "Oh my god."

"What the hell?"

Dean looks further to the right, and sees the woman he has been seeing all through the episode, hanging like the bodies. They approach her and there is another bloodbag next to her, filled with blood. Her eyes are open and she looks dead. Dean breaths. "It's her." Sam looks at the bag and at her wrists that are tied, just like the others. Jamie scans her body and then feels for a pulse. She begins to make sounds.

Jamie whispers. "She's still alive."

"Dean, what's going on?" Sam asks, forgetting to whisper.

Dean grabs him. "Shh!"

The Djinn is coming out. When it comes out from behind a wall and walks up behind the woman, the guys and Jamie are gone.

The woman is sobbing. "Where's my dad? I wonder how.." She is looking at the Djinn. "Don't." she moves her feet away from the Djinn. Dean, Jamie and Sam have hidden a few feet away. She's crying. "Where's my dad."

The Djinn touches her face. "Sleep." Blue flares go over her cheek as he strokes her. His eyes glow bright blue. "Sleep."

Her head falls forward, eyes still open and her feet relaxes, falling forward again. The Djinn rests his face against her arms, touching her right arm and breathing heavily, eyes closed. He then goes for the blood bag, pulls out one straw and puts it to his mouth, drinking her blood.

Jamie puts her hands over mouth and bites her knuckle to keep from screaming. Sam sees this and coughs in disgust. The Djinn turns around right away, eyes flash blue and he begins to move towards their hiding place. When he gets there, they're are gone.

The Djinn walks up some creeky steps. Sam, Jamie and Dean are standing below them, looking up, following his steps. When a door closes in the background Sam begins to breath loudly.

"This is real? You're not crazy?"

Dean is realizing something. "She didn't know where she was. She thought she was with her father."

Jamie gets an odd look on her face.

Jamie squeezes her eyes more tightly shut. Sam puts his hands on her shoulders. Jamie holds Dean's face in her hands. "He's…He's…almost…"

Dean, Jamie and Sam walk up to the woman again.

"What if that's what the Djinn does?"

Jamie turns to him. "You mean It doesn't grant you a wish, it just makes you think it has?"

Sam is looking around scared. "Look man. That thing could come back, alright?"

Dean walks past Sam in the opposite direction of the woman. Jamie follows after him. He looks up at a lightbulb and it starts to flicker in brighter light. Dean has flashes of himself hanging like the woman. He gets a little trouble breathing. Jamie looks at him.

"Dean?"

"Dean, please."

"What if I'm like her? What if I'm tied up here someplace? What if all this is in my head?" he walks up to the woman. "I mean it could, you know, maybe it gives us some kind of supernatural acid, and then just feeds on us slow."

"No. Dean, that doesn't make sense. Ok?"

"What if that's why she keeps appearing to me? She's not a spirit. It's it's like more and more like I'm catching flashes of reality. You know, like I'm in here somewhere. I'm I'm catatonic, and I'm taking all this stuff in but I, but I can't snap out of it."

Jamie nods."Like you're going in and conscious or like an out of body experience?"

"Yeah, ok, look. Yeah yeah yeah, you're right. I was wrong. You're not crazy but we-we-we need to get out of here. Fast."

Jamie looks at him. "Sammy…"

Sam starts to pull Jamie and Dean with him. Dean pulls his arm loose from Sam. Sam looks at him and throws his arms out like "what?" Jamie looks at both of them.

"I don't think you're real."

Sam is agitated, and sucks in a breath. "Dude, you feel that?" he's grabbing Dean by the arms. "You feel this? I'm real. This is not an acid trip. I'm real, and that thing is gonna come down here and kill us for real. Jamie is in so much danger. Now please."

Jamie turns back to Dean. "Maybe he's right Dean. Maybe we should go back to Mom's. Figure this all out where we're safe."

Dean shakes his head. "No. There's one way to be sure." he pulls out the silver knife.

Sam is backing off and he pulls Jamie back. "Woh-woh-woh. What are you doing?"

"It's an old wivestale. If you're about to die in a dream, you wake up."

"No no no no no no no, that's crazy. Alright?"

"Dean, please don't."

Dean has a determined look. "Maybe."

Sam start walking towards Dean. "You're gonna kill yourself-" Dean holds out the knife and his other hand to stop him. "Ok."

"Or I'm gonna wake up. One or the other."

"Ok. This isn't a dream, alright. I'm here, with you, now. Jamie tell him. And you're about to kill yourself, Dean."

"Sam, I…Dean…"

"No, I'm pretty sure. Like, 90% sure. But I'm sure enough." He turns the knife on himself, takes both his hands to the handle, ready to thrust it into himself.

"WAIT!" Sam screams.

Suddenly Mary walks up next to Dean, in the same nightgown as she died in. Behind Sam and Jamie, Carmen appears.

"Why'd you have to keep digging?" Sam asks. Dean looks back at Mary. Jess appears on Sam's right side. Andrew appears next to Jamie with Mark. "Why couldn't you have left well enough alone?" Dean looks around. "You were happy."

Mary comes up in front of Dean. "Put the knife down, honey."

"You're not real." He starts to cry. "None of it is."

" It doesn't matter. It's still better than anything you had."

"What?"

"It's everything you want. We're a family again. Lets go home."

Dean shakes his head. "I'll die." His voice is breaking. "The Djinn'll.. drain the life out of me in a couple of days."

"But in here, with us. It'll feel like years. Like a lifetime." Dean looks over at Sam who halfsmiles and nods to him. "I promise." She takes his chin in her hand, he looks down on her. "No more pain." She strokes his cheek. "Or fear. Just love and comfort. And safety. Dean, stay with us." She strokes his other cheek and he leans into her hand, closing his eyes. "Get some rest."

"You don't have to worry about Sam anymore." Dean looks over at Jess. "You get to watch him live a full life."

Andrew nods. "And Jamie and I are happy. You have a nephew here."

Mary steps away, and Carmen walks up to him, taking his face in her hands, kissing him. "We can have a future together. Have our own family. I love you, Dean. Please."

Dean looks at them and turn to see his sister. "Jamie?" Jamie looks over at him. Her eyes flash and she looks up at him.

"Dean…listen to me. This isn't real. Hear my voice, snap out of it." Andrew grabs her and drags her back.

"Jamie?"

"Listen to me! Listen to me! Do it Dean."

Sam walks up to him, blocking him from Jamie. "Don't listen to her. "Why is it our job to save everyone? Haven't we done enough?" I'm begging you." He breathes in. "Give me the knife."

Dean looks at Carmen, Sam and Mary with tears in his eyes. He looks past them to Jamie. Then he backs away looking at the floor. He raises his head, looking at Sam.

"I'm sorry."He thrusts the knife into himself, blood immediately comes out of his mouth.

"DEAN! DEAN! Dean." Sam walks up to Dean and he sees it's the real Sam. Jamie still has her hands against Dean's head. She opens her eyes and takes a deep breath. Dean is hanging from the ceiling like the other woman, eyes open. A blood bag hangs next to him. Jamie steps away.

"Dean?" She asks. "You back with me?"

"Oh God. Come on." Sam is shaking him. "Hay. Wake up. Wake up, damn it!"

Dean grunts a little, eyes begins to focus on Sam and Jamie.

"He's back."

"Hay. Hay."

"Ahh.. Antie Em. There's no place like home."

"Thank God. Thought we lost you for a second." Sam pulls out the tube in Dean's throat. Jamie puts her hand on his neck to stop the bleeding.

"You almost did."

Jamie scoffs. "Yeah and you scared the hell out of me. I thought you wouldn't listen to me for a second."

Dean looks at her. "When we get out of here, I want to know how you did that."

"Oh god." Sam is breathing heavily. "Let's get you down."

Jamie puts her arms around Dean. "I got him, cut the ropes."

Sam reaches up and starts to cut through the rope as Dean winces over the pain and grunts a little. Jamie holds his shoulders. Two bright blue eyes appear next to Sam in the shadows, and the Djinn comes out. Jamie gasps suddenly.

Dean sees the Djinn. "SAM! JAMIE!"

Sam turns around, going to the Djinn with the knife. The Djinn has Sam for a moment, and gets him to drop the knife. Jamie pulls out her own knife and slices through the rope, cutting Dean to the floor. The Djinn throws Sam down unto the stairs hard. He gets the upperhand on Sam and has him by the throat and moves his hand to his forhead, but Sam has a hold of his wrist, trying to stop him. Jamie hauls Dean up and they frantically look around for the knife. The Djinn opens his fist and blue light begins to appear around his hand, like it did when it got Dean. Dean and Jamie finally see where Sam dropped the knife, Jamie holds her hand out and makes the knife fly into Dean's hand. She grabs unto him as they rush over to Sam and the Djinn.

When his hand is almost at Sam's forehead Dean thrusts the knife into the back of the Djinn, turns it and the blue light go out of it's eyes. It closes its eyes, head rolls down and when Dean pulls out the knife, it falls to the ground dead. Jamie grabs Sam and pulls him off his back, he breathes heavily from being strangled and Dean doesn't look too good either. Jamie glances between her brothers.

Dean walks up to the girl. A tear rolls down one cheek. He puts his hand to her neck, feeling for a pulse. Sam and Jamie walk up behind him. "She's still alive." He hands the knife over to Sam. "Sam..."

Dean pulls out the tube in her neck as Sam cuts her rope. Dean and Jamie catch her as she goes down.

Sam watches Jamie help her into Dean's arms. "I gotcha. I gotcha. We're gonna get you out of here, ok? I gotcha." She makes small weezing sounds. "I got you."

Dean is on the bed in their hotel room with Jamie beside him. Sam is on the phone a few feet away. "Ok, uh, thank you so much for the update. Ok, bye." he hangs up. "That was the hospital. Girl's been stabilised. Good chance she's gonna pull through."

Jamie nods. "Thank God."

"That's good."

"Yeah. How 'bout you? You alright?"

Dean clears his throat. "Yeah, I'm alright. Should have seen it, guys. Our lives. Sam, you were such a wussy."

Jamie snickers.

Sam smiles. "So we didn't get along then, huh?"

"No.."

Jamie shifts closer to Dean. "But you and I did, right?"

"Well, yeah, but that's because you worship me in any reality."

Jamie hits him with a pillow.

Sam considers for a moment. "Yeah.. I thought it was supposed to, to be this perfect fantasy."

Dean shakes his head. "It wasn't. Was just a wish. I wished for mom to live. That mom never died, we never went hunting and you two and me just never uh.. You know."

"Yeah.. Well, I'm glad we do. And I'm glad you dug yourself out, Dean."

"Jamie helped."

"Oh please. Most people wouldn't have the strength to do what you did, they would have just stayed."

"Yeah.. Lucky me. I gotta tell you though... You know, you had Jess, Sam. And Jamie, you had a baby with AJ. Mom was gonna have a lot of grandkids..."

Jamie shakes her head. There's a knock at the door. "That's AJ." She gets off the bed and goes to the door. Sam looks at Dean.

"Yeah, but... Dean.. wasn't real."

Dean gets up and walks over to the wall, leaning against it. "I know. But I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay so bad. I mean, ever since dad... all I can think about is how much this job's cost us. We've lost so much. We've.. sacrificed so much."

Jamie and Andrew walk over to Sam and Dean. AJ turns to Dean. "We've all sacrificed so much." He puts his arms around Jamie.

"But look what we've done, Dean. What we do means something." She puts her hand on Dean's arm.

Sam reaches over and touches Dean's shoulder. "People are alive because of you. It's worth it, Dean. It 's not fair, and.. you know, it hurts like hell, but.. it's worth it."