Warning!! Suggestive themes, language, sexual innuendo (sexual comments or jokes), crude humor, inappropriate jokes, and failed attempts at humor, OOCness, DeanxHarry

Disclaimer!! Tainted Snow Roses does not own either Harry Potter or Supernatural

Author's Note!!! Four more chapters till the end of this fic and the beginning of the sequel!! I cannot believe I'm already almost done with this already…Actually this is the first full fic I'm almost done with lol. Like I said in the last chapter the replies to the reviews will be in the end A/N. So please be patient in that and we will be getting to the story since you will soon either hate me or curse me for what I will be doing to our favorite trio.

'Thoughts'

Non-spoken spells

(French)

[Parseltongue]

Help, I'm Alive

Don't turn away
(Don't give in to the pain)
Don't try to hide
(Though they're screaming your name)
Don't close your eyes
(God knows what lies behind them)
Don't turn out the light
(Never sleep never die)

Whisper: Evanescence

Chapter 10- Whisper…Never Sleep, Never Die

Minnesota- Blue Earth

Blue Earth- Church

A man, Pastor Jim Murphy, is at the altar and leafed through a book. Something caught his attention when the candles flickered but there is no wind. He looked up just as the church doors opened and a young woman with short blonde hair walked in looking a little distraught. Pastor Jim looked at her and says,

"Good Morning. Can I help you?"

"I kind of…I need to talk."

She sat down in one of the pews and Jim walked up to her. His stood infront of her, a pew between them and said,

"Well, that's what I'm here for."

The young woman down then back up seemingly uncertain and became a little more distraught before she said,

"I've done some things—not good things."

"Well there's always forgiveness for us if we seek it."

He replied with a small understanding smile and she looked up at him uncertainly and a little questioningly as she asked,

"For everyone? Are you sure?"

He shifted slightly before replying with the understanding smile a little bigger, "I like to say salvation was created for sinners. Tell me what's on your mind."

She sighed and there was a slight shift in her demeanor as she spoke her head cocked to the side slightly,

"Well, I've lied…a lot. I've stolen. I've lusted. And the other day, I met this man—a nice guy, you know? And we had a really good chat—sort of like this."

The young woman paused briefly and Jim smiled kindly at her. Her voices somewhat regretful and hurt but still her demeanor isn't right. Her next words came out plain and uncaring as she said,

"Then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest."

Jim looked at her a little startled and confused but when she blinked and opened her eyes again they were black. Jim moved back alittle in shock and slight fear realizing what she was as she asked almost tauntingly,

"Does that make me a bad person?"

Jim is over come with shock and begins to back away as he says, "I know what you are."

As he backed away from her, she blinked returning her eyes back to normal and she began to get up from the pew. As Jim moves away he says,

"You can't be here."

She stands and he says almost frantically, "This is hallowed ground."

A small smirk is playing on Meg's lips but it is wiped off as she says, "Please. Maybe that works in the minor leagues—but not with me."

Jim turns away and begins to run from her, as small smirk playing on her lips again before she follows. He runs down a flight of steps and takes out a key as he comes to a door taking a few moments to try and open it. When he got them open he hurried inside and closes it, blocking it with a piece of wood before moving to a metal table with a large array of weapons. He looks around frantically before finding a knife he was looking for just as Meg kicked the door open. He turns around as she walks in and throws the knife at her, stunned when she catches it with ease. She looks at him for a moment before she says,

"You throw like a girl."

Jim backs away from her just as she steps forward, her hand still in the air with the knife in the same position she had caught it in. Jim's voice quivers slightly as he asks,

"What do you want?"

She finally begins to bring her hand down, fiddling with the knife in her hand as she says,

"The Winchesters."

"I haven't spoken to John Winchester in over a year. You're wasting your time. Even if I did know where they were, I'd never tell you."

Meg moves the blade to her other hand and crosses it over her chest just as she says,

"I know."

She raises the knife a little more before moving down and slitting his throat. Jim falls into a chair as he gurgles trying to breath. Meg grins down at him as she watches him bleed to death finding it satisfying before she walks away.

Colorado-Manning

Manning-Motel Room

Harry looked around at the small motel room and sighed at the sight of it. Maps, newspaper articles, books, photographs covered every inch of the walls and tables, all in disarray. Harry looked over at John where he was seated at a desk, Dean and Sam were standing. After the incident with Meg in Texas the three had decided it was best to keep their minds busy with hunting. They had went to Wisconsin to deal with a vampiric witch called a Shtriga, then dealt with a homicidal painting killing couples before learning about a group of vampires attacking an older hunter. They found a letter addressed to John who suddenly returned, Dean convinced Harry into telling John everything he had told them. Harry had been shocked when John didn't automatically go for the gun but instead tried to understand what had happened. He learned it was because he had spoken to Bobby and Bobby had told him about Dean's relationship with him. They learned that a gun called 'The Colt' is mystical and can actually kill any supernatural being, even demons. When the Winchester's realized they could finally kill Azazael they had captured Kate, a vampire. They tried to trade Luther, the vampire leader, for the gun with Kate but during the negotiations Luther decided to attack John but Harry and the brothers intervened. During the scuffle John had gotten the gun and shot Luther, killing him and proving the legend was true. Then they had ended up her and Harry still couldn't believe all of that happened. He looked over at the desk and there was the Colt sitting on some papers but Harry was brought out from his thoughts when John said,

"So, this is it. This is everything I know. Look, our whole lives we've been searching for this demon, right? And not a trace, just nothing….until about a year ago. For the first time, I picked up a trail."

Dean glanced up before saying, "That's when you took off."

John nodded his head before continuing to speak and said, "Yeah, that's right. The demon must have come out of hiding or hibernation."

Dean and Sam shared a look but Harry just watched as Dean walked infront of the desk John sat in and asked,

"Alright, so, what's this trail you found?"

"It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California—houses are burning down to the ground. It's going after families….just like it went after us."

Sam noticed the meaning of the pause before his father's last words and asked, "Families with infants?"

"Yeah—the night of the kid's six-month birthday."

Sam looked alittle caught off guard at this information and asked, "I was six months old that night?"

"Exactly six months."

"So, basically, this demon is goin' after these kids for some reason—the same way it came for me? So, Mom's death, Jessica—it's all 'cause of me?"

Dean shifted slightly before looking exasperated slightly and saying to him, "We don't know that Sam."

Harry could feel the tension and Sam's temper rise as he said, "Oh, really, 'cause I'd say we're pretty damn sure, Dean."

John glanced at Harry as though asking him to help but Harry shook his head knowing it would do no good. No matter what anyone was saying Sam believed that everything that happened was his fault.

"For the last time, what happened to them is not your fault."

"Yeah, you're right, it's not my fault, but it's my problem!"

"No, it's not your problem, it's our problem!"

Finally, John couldn't take the raised voices of his boys anymore so he cut them off to say,

"Okay…"

He stood up slowly and said, "That's enough."

They were all silent in the room as the three Winchesters looked at each other and Harry couldn't hold in the proud smile for John when he finally acted something akin to a father. However, Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes when they all began to pace a little and Sam asked,

"So, why is it doing it? What does it want?"

John looked at Sam feeling a little frustrated and replied, "Look, I wish I had more answers. I do. I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save…."

Dean looked from his father to Sam as he trialed off and knew what he was about to say just as John looked away from Sam. Both Dean and Sam shifted slightly feeling slightly remorseful before Dean cut in and asked,

"All right, so, how do we find it before it hits again?"

John sighed for a moment trying to get his composure back and answered mildly, "There's signs. Look, it took me a while to see the pattern, but in the days before these fires, signs crop up in an area—cattle deaths, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms. And then I went back and checked, and…."

Realization hit Dean and he said, "These things happened in Lawrence."

John nodded his head in confirmation and continued speaking and explaining to the boys what he had found. Harry was already beginning to expect that there was something important being overlooked.

"The week before your mother died."

Harry tensed at those words and looked from Sam to John when the older man turned towards him. And saw the Winchester brothers shift slightly at the mention of their mother and her death coming from their father's mouth but he wasn't done speaking yet.

"And in Palo Alto….before Jessica. And these signs—they're starting again."

Sam looked at him and Harry could see the emotions and turmoil whirling around in his eyes as he asked in a strained voice,

"Where?"

John looked back at Sam having looked away from him to look at Dean and answered, "Salvation, Iowa."

Harry looked from the three Winchesters and felt as though he was suddenly forgotten. Frowning, he glared at them and growled out,

"What the hell am I? Chopped liver? I'm right here you guys!!"

All three jumped and laughed apologetically as Dean walked up to Harry and kissed his forehead. Harry just glared before letting out an annoyed huff and getting off the small bed that was in the room. He grabbed his coat and walked over to the door, saying over his shoulder,

"I'm sitting with John. I think we should go now."

John hesitated as Dean looked at both of them curiously but John nodded and hurried out the door. Sam and Dean looked at each other as Harry walked out following behind John before they too left the room and headed for their cars as John checked out.

Salvation-Iowa

The road was clear as both boys watched their dad's truck driving on the road. They had been silent the whole time watching the silhouettes in the glass of his car knowing John and Harry were speaking about something. They had noticed the silhouettes of their heads had stopped turning towards each other as though they were talking showing that the conversation between John and Harry had ended. Both Winchester brothers were caught off guard when their dad suddenly pulled off to the side of the road and followed behind the car also pulling off. All four got out of their cars just as John started swearing profusely,

"Damn it!"

Dean met Harry's worried gaze before looking at his father and asking, "What is it?"

John hit the side of his car with his palm before saying, "Son of a bitch!"

Dean looked at his dad feeling his worry mount and asked more insistently, "What is it?"

John buried his hands into his pants pockets as Harry stood beside him looking out to the road with a cloudy gaze before John said,

"I just got a call from Caleb."

Dean felt confused for a minute before the worry hit and he asked, "Is he okay?"

John sighed a little and nodded his head Harry's clouded gaze flickered to them before his olive green eyes went back to blankly looking at the road as John said,

"He's fine. Jim Murphy is dead."

Sam looked at him shocked and asked in disbelief, "Pastor Jim?"

John looked at Sam before glancing at the ground and nodding his head on confirmation to Sam's question. Sam couldn't believe it and glanced at his brother before asking,

"How?"

"Throat was slashed—he bled out."

John paused and watched the stunned reactions of his sons as the information set in and felt his own shock beginning to set in. He glanced at Harry before continuing on,

"Caleb said they found traces of sulfur at Jim's place."

Dean felt something begin to process in his mind and he said more like a question than a statement, "The demon."

At John's quick confirming nod Dean asked as he caught sight of Sam moving from the corner of his eye,

"The demon?"

John shook his head uncertainly and said, "I don't know. Could be he just got careless, he slipped up. Maybe the demon knows we're gettin' close."

Dean nodded his head in agreement and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Now we act like every second counts. There's two hospitals and a health center in this county. We split up, we cover more ground. I want records. I want a list of every infant that's gonna be six months old in the next week."

Sam shook his head slightly and said uncertainly, "Dad, that could be dozens of kids. How the hell are we gonna know which one's the right one?"

"We'll check 'em all, that's how. You got any better ideas?"

Sam paused and looked at his brother who met his gaze before saying, "No sir."

They stand there for a moment before Dean catches John's glance at the still blank Harry and asks,

"What wrong?"

Harry looks over at them before shaking his head, his clouded gaze clearing up as he explained,

"Nothing…Just thinking a few things. Trying to figure something's out."

Dean frowned knowing he was lying but decided to drop it as they all turned and headed to their own cars. Just as John got to his side he stopped and Dean noticed it as he turned back to look said questioningly,

"Dad?"

Harry looked across at John and their eyes met, Harry's eyes narrowed slightly as though pushing him to say something before he slipped into the car and John turned towards the brothers.

"Yeah….it's Jim. You know, I can't…"

He trailed off sadly, his eyes a bit water as he tried to contain his feelings. He didn't meet his sons eyes until he got himself under composure and said with conviction,

"This ends. Now. I'm ending it. I don't care what it takes."

He turned towards his truck and got in, Sam and Dean slipping into the Impala. Harry looked at John but he wouldn't meet his eyes and Harry said with exasperated sarcasm,

"Brilliant job in telling them, John. Bloody brilliant."

John looked at him, opening his mouth to say something but saw Harry wasn't looking at him and his eyes were clouded again. John just snorted and said,

"Just keep doing what your doing, Potter."

Harry hummed but didn't say anything more as he closed his clouded gaze and concentrated on what he was doing.

Salvation-Salvation Women and children's hospital

John pulled up outside the hospital in his truck with Harry beside him, his eyes still closed and his breathing even. He wondered absent-mindedly if the smaller man had fallen asleep as he opened the glove apartment in his truck. He sorted through all the fake ID's in it until he found the one he was looking for, a hospital staff ID. He took it out while closing the compartment before clipping it to his shirt and reached out to shake Harry awake when a single eye opened before closing. He waved the man off as he continued to do what he had been focusing on doing and John nodded his head, getting out the car.

Salvation-Salvation Iowa medical center

A receptionist looked over some files before finding the one she was looking for. She brings some files over to a table Sam is working in and says,

"Here you go officer."

Sam smiles at her appreciatively as he says, "Thank you."

He continues to read and copy information down from the birth certificates. Working furiously as he looked back and forth between the records and files beside him.

Salvation- Salvation Hospital

Dean enters the hospital and notices an attractive woman holding a clipboard behind the front desk. His eyebrows rise as he was impressed by her looks and walked over to her as she watched him. She smiles and asks,

"Hi. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Dean didn't realize when the words he was thinking slipped out his mind and too his mouth as he said,

"Oh, God, yes."

The woman laughed embarrassed as she caught his meaning in the words. He realized what he said and flashes of Harry's face came to his mind as he felt a little guilt in the pit of his stomach. Trying to save himself he said,

"Only I, uh…."

He cleared his throat trying to stop himself from stammering and showed his police badge to her as he said,

"I'm working right now, so…"

Dean swore to himself that the only reason he was feeling disappointed was because he wasn't with Harry.

Salvation-Salvation medical center

Sam walked out of the building just as he was hit by a wave of visions about a woman. They stopped for a moment for a moment allowing him to grimace in pain before he was hit by another wave of images. The woman was a mother picking up her baby but when Sam began to rub his temples, blinking a few times the visions stopped momentarily before returning. The quick succession of images from the vision showed him the woman opened a door to see a man standing over her babies crib while another showed him that she stood infront of her window looking out just as a train passed. The vision finally stopped for good and Sam took out a map as he tried to calm his heavy breathing, murmuring softly,

"Train…"

He unfolded the map and saw that a railroad ran pasts one of the streets in town so he walked away to find it.

Salvation-Street

Following the map he had Sam found the house he was looking for from his visions. He looked around for a moment before he saw the woman from his visions walking down the street pushing a baby carriage and holding an umbrella. He walks up to her slowly, she sees him and waves greeting him with a friendly 'Hi'. He stands next to her and says,

"Hi."

He held onto the baby carriage as she closed her umbrella and he reached out for it saying,

"Here, let me hold that. You don't need that anymore."

"Thanks."

They laughed a little at the joke as Sam looked at the baby and said, "She's gorgeous. Is she yours?"

The woman chuckled and says, "Yeah."

"Oh, wow." He looked at the baby and said, "Hi."

He looked up at the woman and chuckled in fake astonishment as he said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude. I'm Sam. I just moved in up the block."

He shook her hand before she introduced herself and the baby replying, "Oh, hey, I'm Monica. This is Rosie."

"Rosie? Hi, Rosie."

Monica chuckled as she moved and Sam walked beside her before she said, "So, welcome to the neighborhood."

She stopped again just as Sam looked up at her and said, "Thank you. She's such a good baby."

Monica nodded her head and said laughing softly, "I know. I mean, she never cries. She just stares at everybody. Sometimes she looks at you, and I swear, it's like she's reading your mind."

Sam couldn't believe the irony of her words and felt his heart stutter before speeding up and he asked,

"What about you, Monica? Have you lived here long?"

Monica smiled warmly and pointed to her house as she said, "My husband and I, we bought our place just before Rosie was born."

Sam hesitated but finally asks her, "How old is Rosie?"

"She's six months today."

Sam was stunned at her words and the suspicion he had, had was right but he didn't say anything to her. She wasn't aware of his shock and continued on saying,

"It's big, right? Growin' like a weed."

Sam smiled at her half-heartedly unable to feel the fond amusement at the remark when he had a sneaking suspicion that his visions were warning him. Finally, he says in answer to her remark,

"Yeah."

Monica looks at him confused, not understanding his sudden silence or his reaction to her words. He took a sharp breath having said her name in a questioning tone as if asking her if he could ask a question. She blinked in confusion, unsure of what was going with him all of a sudden.

"Yeah?"

Sam looked down at Rosie as he paused and his face showed his sadness before he changed his mind on the words that were flying through his head and said,

"Just take care of yourself, okay?"

She shook her head, thoroughly confused but happy that he seemed to care she replied, "Yeah. You, too, Sam. We'll see you around."

Sam gave her a sad lop-sided smile as he said, "Yeah. Definitely."

He walked away just as Monica's husband came and pulled into their driveway. As Monica walks over pushing Rosie's carriage towards the car she said to Rosie,

"Oh, there's Daddy."

Sam watched them from across the street when suddenly another vision hit him and he grimaced, clutching his head. Sam saw Rosie's nursery, the clock in the nursery had stopped moving and the mobile over her crib began to move on its own. A shadow of a man moved across the room, towards Rosie's crib then Monica walks into the nursery wearing a white nightgown. She saw the man near the crib and begins to ask,

"What are you….?"

She couldn't continue because as soon as the man looked at her she was suddenly pinned to the wall by an invisible force. She couldn't move when she had suddenly began to rise towards the ceiling and she begins to cry, calling out to Rosie.

"Rosie!! Rosie!!"

As she called out to Rosie blood suddenly appears across her waist and she began to cry, rendered completely helpless. The man still by Rosie's crib, the nursery went up in flames before the visions stopped.

Salvation-Motel Room

Sam rubbed his temples as he sat at the desk in the room, he could feel Harry, Dean and John's gaze on him. Dean and John were sitting on the bed while Harry leaned against the window watching with clouded eyes.

"A vision?"

Sam felt a flare of annoyance before it died down but his answer came out clipped, "Yes."

After what seemed like a second he added, "I saw the demon burning a woman on the ceiling."

John's eyebrows furrowed before he asked, "And you think it's gonna happen to this woman you met because….?"

Dean caught the sharp look Harry sent his father, clearing away some of the emptiness in his gaze before becoming cloudy again as Harry focused on Sam. Dean looked at him puzzled and curious before Sam replied to John,

"Because these things happen exactly the way I see them."

As Dean got up and started to walk to the other side of the room he spoke and he could feel Harry's eyes on him but not really focusing on him. He put it to the back of his mind deciding to ask about it later as he said,

"It started out as nightmares, and then he started havin' them when he was awake."

Harry noticed the shift in John's demeanor when Sam said, "Yeah. It's like the closer I get to anything involving the demon, the stronger the visions get."

Harry's eye narrowed at him and John glanced at him knowing what he was thinking he should say but instead he said,

"All right, when were you gonna tell me about this?"

Harry suppressed an annoyed growl and instead he crossed his arms infront of his chest, closing his eyes against everyone in the room. Both brothers turn in his direction, confused and disbelieving towards his words but as Dean reached for the coffee he said,

"We didn't know what it meant."

Harry tensed at the edge in John's voice as he said, "All right, something like this starts happening to your brother, you pick up the phone, and you call me."

Sam shook his head in slight bafflement and amusement as Dean finished pouring himself coffee he put it down and turned to face his dad, walking over to him. His voice contained a little anger and Harry smirked, feeling a little pride that Dean was finally sticking up to his father.

"Call you? Are you kiddin' me? Dad, I called you from Lawrence, all right? Sam called you when I was dying. Gettin' you on the phone—I've got a better chance of winnin' the lottery."

John paused and looked at Sam but he looked away from him. Harry opened a single eye and watched with hidden amusement and curiosity as John looked down at the ground then to Dean before saying,

"You're right. Although I'm not real crazy about this new tone of yours, you're right. I'm sorry."

Sam interrupted before anything else could have been said and Harry closed his eyes again focusing on the coiling power that brushed against his skin lovingly and reported what it saw to him as Sam said,

"Look, guys, visions or no visions, the fact is, we know the demon is coming tonight. And this family's gonna go through the same hell that we went through."

"No, they're not. No one is, ever again."

Harry stiffened at what his magic told him just as someone's phone rang. His eyes snapped open just as Sam got his phone and answered it before Harry could warn him not to.

"Hello?"

"Fuck!!"

Dean and John looked at Harry alarmed, the cloudy gaze gone as was his olive green eyes. Infront of them way Harry Potter, ebony hair, emerald eyes, pale porcelain like skin and all. His eyes sharp as he strode over to Sam and listened to the conversation going on, on both sides.

"Sam?"

At the female voice on the line Sam froze and asked, "Who is this?"

Harry cursed profusely but made sure they were quiet and met Sam's gaze with urgency just as the feminine voice said,

"Think real hard. It'll come to you."

John and Dean looked at them just as Sam understood and felt stunned as he said, "Meg. Last time I saw you, you fell out of a window."

At those words Dean came to attention and John stood up looking at them with slight confusion. Harry wasn't sure but he was positive that who ever Sam was on the phone was the one who had been controlling the Reapers in Texas.

"Yeah, thanks to you. That really hurt my feelings, by the way."

"Just your feelings? That was a seven-story drop."

"Let me speak to your dad."

Sam looked up at his father and met his eyes John looked at him for a moment before looking at the floor and walking towards him. Sam shook his head as he said,

"My dad—I don't know where my dad is."

Meg's voice became more harsh as she said in annoyance, "It's time for the grown-ups to talk, Sam. Let me speak to him, now."

Sam looked back at his father just as John stopped beside him and he reluctantly handed the phone over. John and Harry's eyes met before Harry's eyes became clouded again and he focused on the phone in John's hands,

"This is John."

"Howdy, John. I'm Meg. I'm a friend of your boys. I'm also the one who watched Jim Murphy choke on his own blood."

John stopped his slow paced walk and closed his eyes as he felt himself about to tear until he got himself under composure when Meg asked,

"Still there, John boy?"

"I'm here."

"Well, that was yesterday. Today, I'm in Lincoln….visiting another old friend of yours."

John glanced at Harry but his eyes were closed John noticed everytime he moved Harry would follow the movement and was relieved to find he wasn't complicating things for him. His attention was brought back to the phone when Meg said,

"He wants to say hi."

John tensed at those words just as Caleb's voice comes through the phone and he says,

"John, whatever they do, don't give—"

John's body grew more tense as Caleb's words were cut off and he said questioningly, "Caleb?"

Dean and Sam looked over at him suddenly feeling worried at the name of the other hunter coming out of their fathers mouth. Harry grew tense and his heart swelled with anger but he ignored it and continued what he was focusing on. John called his friends name again into the phone but with no answer he says to Meg,

"You listen to me. He's got nothing to do with anything. You let him go."

At her next words John felt his heart stop and pick up speed. "We know you have the Colt, John."

He swallowed thickly before saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh. Okay. So, listen to this."

Suddenly, all John could hear was gagging over the phone and gasps for breath. John felt his heart beat speed up and he yelled out,

"Caleb? Caleb!"

Dean and Sam look at their father before looking at Harry who's eyes were open wide and dilated as he looked at John before they shut again.

"Can you hear that? That's the sound of your friend dying, now let's try this again."

John couldn't help the heart ache he felt at the realization that she had killed Caleb but she continued and said,

"We know you have the gun, John. Word travels fast. So, as far as we're concerned, you just declared war. And this is what war looks like—it has casualties."

John turned and faced his boys as he said to Meg, "I'm gonna kill you, you know that?"

His temper flared at the sound of her light amused laugh before she said,

"Oh, John, please. Mind your blood pressure. So, this is the thing—we're gonna keep doing what we're doing, and your friends, anyone who has ever helped you, gave you shelter, anyone you ever loved—they'll all die unless you give us that gun."

John couldn't help the sinking feeling that touched the pit of his stomach as he sighed heavily but Meg wasn't done talking as she said,

"I'm waiting, Johnny. Better answer before the buzzer."

Dean and Sam look at their father anxiously and finally he says quietly, "Okay."

He could hear the taunting in her voice as she said, "Sorry? I didn't quite get that."

Irritated by her and her games he kept his cool and said, "I said okay. I'll bring you the Colt."

Sam looked at his father confused and astonished as Meg said, "There's a warehouse in Lincoln, on the corner of Wabash and Lake. You're gonna meet me there."

"It's gonna take me about a day's drive to get there."

"Meet me there at midnight tonight."

John shook his head in disbelief and said, "That's impossible. I can't get there in time, and I can't just carry a gun on a plane."

Meg's voice was coated with innocence as she said plainly, "Oh. Then I guess your friends die, don't they?"

John let out a frustrated sigh as his eyes closed for a moment before Meg started talking again.

"If you do decide to make it, come alone."

John sighed and ran a hand through his hair as Harry looked at his, his eyes no longer clouded as he asked, "So you're going to go?"

John nodded his head and Harry said, "She's a demon…Not like yellow eyes but she's strong."

John frowned just as Harry stiffened and Dean growled out, "What the hell are you doing here?"

They all turned to see William standing in the corner of the room. His eyes only on Harry as he said, "You shouldn't be doing things like that. We don't like people trying to track our movements."

Harry frowned and asked, "How did you know what I was doing? You weren't with her…"

William's eyes darkened until they were once again coal black and John raised his gun. William barely glanced at him and kept his eyes trained on Harry as he answered, "When you tracking one of us…All of us can feel it. You're lucky me, my sister and father are the only ones familiar with your sorcery or else you'd be dead by now."

John looked between Harry and William before Harry asked, "Meg's your sister?"

William hesitated before nodding his head slightly and glancing at the Winchesters again then back at Harry. The emerald eyed man's stance relaxed slightly and he glared at William before growling out,

"Where were you during the Texas incident?"

William looked away from Harry and he noticed William seemed a little regretful as he said, "I couldn't interfere with that. It was my father's wishes."

Harry frowned and shook his head, unable to hate the demon after everything he had done for him. Sighing, Harry asked, "Are you going to help? Or were you just here to warn me about that?"

William looked back at him with coal eyes and the distance was back as he said, "I was here to warn you only…Don't do anything rash…"

With that he stepped back into the shadows and was gone once again. John felt the corner of his lips twitching as he said amused, "If I didn't know better I'd say that demon cared for you."

Harry let out a low growl but decided to let the comment slide as Sam suddenly asked, "So, you think Meg is a demon?"

Harry looked at him and was about to say something when John cut him off and said, "Either that or she's possessed by one. It doesn't really matter."

Sam shook his head and looked at Harry asking, "How do you know?"

Harry was about to answer again but realization hit Dean as he said slowly, "William…he said he was here to warn you about tracking demons…He said…All those times you weren't really focusing on us…You gaze when it was clouded…You were using your magic to track the demons!!"

Harry nodded his head and Sam looked at him in disbelief just as Dean looked at his father and asked, "What do we do?"

"I'm going to Lincoln."

Harry looked at John sharply at his answer and Dean stepped forward not entirely understanding as he asked, "What?"

John sighed resignedly as he said, "It doesn't seem like I have a choice. If I don't go, a lot of people die. Our friends die."

Sam couldn't understand why this was happening now as he said trying to reason, "Dad, the demon is coming tonight for Monica and her family. That gun is all we've got. You can't just hand it over."

"Who said anything about handing it over? Look, besides us and a couple vampires, no one's really seen the gun. No one knows what it looks like."

Dean couldn't believe what was coming out of his dad's mouth and his voice was filled with disbelief as he asked with a bit of sarcasm,

"So, what, you're just gonna pick up a ringer at a pawn shop?"

"Antique store."

Dean was slightly taken aback by his fathers answer before he asked incredulity, "You're gonna hand Meg a fake gun and hope she doesn't notice?"

"Look, as long as it's close, she shouldn't be able to tell the difference."

"Yeah, but for how long? What happens when she figures it out?"

Harry knew that this was going to escalate if Dean continued to try and argue his father out of his idea when John sighed and replied weakly,

"I just—I just need to buy a few hours, that's all."

Realization hit Sam and he said, "You mean for Dean and me."

John doesn't say anything as he looks at him and Sam continued on to say, "You want us to stay here….and kill this demon by ourselves?"

Dean looks between them in utter disbelief as he begins to understand and John said trying to keep her composure,

"No, Sam. I want to stop losing people we love. I want you to go to school. I want Dean to have a home."

John's voice cracked as he started loosing his control of his emotions and he turned away from them beginning to tear. His voice hoarse and cracked as he said quietly,

"I want Mary alive."

He began to get himself back under control as Dean and Sam understand the weight of their father's words. Their own hearts weighing heavily with their own sadness at all their losses. Harry watched keeping his emotions under control as he felt his own torrent of heartbreak and longing for those he had lost just as John turned back around and said,

"I just….I just want this to be over."

Harry watched as Dean and Sam exchanged tearful glances and he decided it would be better if he interrupted them now and said,

"It doesn't matter anyway."

He walked over to John and laid a comforting hand on his shoulder as he said, "I can enchant the fake 'Colt' and on top of it I'll be going with you."

John was about to protest but Dean and Sam beat him to it as they said in unison, "You can't!!"

Harry looked at them with a raised eyebrow waiting for them to tell him why it was that he couldn't. Dean shook his head as he glared at Harry and said,

"It's too dangerous for you to go there!!"

Harry chuckled humorlessly and said, "Wouldn't it be more dangerous for me to go with you counting as the demon that wants me will be there?"

Dean hesitated along with John but Sam said his eyes pleading with Harry, "Meg is ruthless!! You saw what she did to Samantha and what she's been doing up to this day…We need you here…"

Harry smiled a little sadly at Sam but shook his head and said, "You need to kill that SOB. There are enchantments to let me know if you or Dean are in trouble. If anything I'll be by your side before you can even blink. Trust me, Samuel."

Sam hesitated before finally nodding his head and looking away suddenly feeling like he was loosing two people he cared about. Dean stepped towards him and laid a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder.

Salvation-Road out of Salvation

Sam, Harry and John were packing everything they needed in John's truck just as Dean pulled up in the Impala. He got out and approached them slowly having an uneasy feeling at all of this. John turned to Dean and asked,

"Did you get it?"

Dean looked uncertain before pulling out he pulled out a fake gun that was wrapped in paper, handing it over to John. John looked at Harry and he nodded, raising his hands hovering over the gun as he began to chant in Latin. Dean looked at his father and said,

"You know this is a trap, don't you? That's why Meg wanted you to come alone."

John nodded his head just as Harry finished and said, "She doesn't expect him to come alone. She knows I'll come because I want her dead as much as I want Azazael dead."

John looked over at Harry then back at Dean as he said, "I can handle her. I got a whole arsenal loaded—holy water, Mandaic amulets—"

"Dad…"

At Dean's interruption Harry, Sam and John looked at him seriously and a bit puzzled. Harry stepped back away sensing it was a moment meant only for the Winchesters as John asked,

"What?"

"Promise me something."

"What's that?"

Dean looked away from his dad before looking back at him and saying, "This thing goes south, just get the hell out. Don't get yourself killed, all right? You're no good to us dead."

John looked at his sons as he paused before saying, "Same goes for you. All right, listen to me."

At the sudden seriousness in his voice Harry focused on their conversation and stepped forward as John took the real Colt out and said,

"They made the bullets special for this Colt. There's only four of 'em left. Without 'em, this gun is useless. You make every shot count."

Sam was the one to reply as he felt a brief flare of anger as he thought of finally finishing this thing off and said with conviction,

"Yes sir."

"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 boys now. It's your fight. You finish this. You finish what I started. You understand?"

Dean and Sam nodded in understanding to their father's words and he handed Dean the Colt. As Dean slipped the Colt into his coat pocket Sam confidently said,

"We'll see you soon dad."

John looked at him before nodding his head and smiled at him replying back,

"I'll see you later."

Harry smiles at them and turns with John about to leave when Dean pulls him roughly into his chest. He hugs him tightly and whispers into his ear,

"Remember your promise?"

Harry felt his chest constrict and he knew he was breaking his promise in a way. Smiling as he fought the tears back he said,

"I am always by your side…I know I don't have to act tough anymore…You told me that already…"

Dean nodded before pulling Harry's face up and claiming his lips in a passionate kiss. Before he knew it Harry had untangled himself from his grasp and slipped away into the truck with John. Dean could still feel Harry's lips against his and the soft whisper as he said "Remember your promise too Dean. I love you."

As he and Sam watched John's truck disappear and Dean whispered softly, "Later."

Lincoln-Warehouse

John's truck pulled up infront of the warehouse and got out of the truck along with Harry beside him. They looked everything over, making sure they had everything they needed and continued to walk. They both stopped and turn sharply when they hear a noise and both notice to a water tower on the roof of the warehouse. Harry looked at John slowly and asked slowly,

"Are you…"

John looked at him and nodded his head whispering softly, "I'm thinking the same exact thing."

Harry nodded and they walked away towards an entrance.

Lincoln-Warehouse Boiler room

Harry and John ran through the boiler room, looking over their shoulders to make sure they weren't being followed. Harry stopped when he noticed John slow and check a lever before continuing to run as they looked for a way to make sure the water will turn on. They run a little more until coming to a small room with a ladder and John turned to Harry and grinned.

"I think we just found our way."

Harry rolled his eyes but smirked as he said, "Let's get this over with."

Salvation- Monica's House

Sam and Dean watched Monica's house from across the street feeling a little anxious. Sam and Dean didn't know what they could say to get the family out and avoid the whole confrontation with the family and yellow eyes also known as Azazael. Sam fidgeted before saying,

"Maybe we can tell them there's a gas leak. Might get 'em out of the house for a few hours."

"Yeah, and how many times has that actually worked for us?"

Sam said nothing agreeing with his brother signaling defeat. Sam stays quiet for a wheel longer before testing the waters by saying nonchalantly,

"Could always tell 'em the truth."

Dean turned to him and gave him a knowing look as Sam tried to act innocent before Dean said,

"Nah."

"I know. I know, I know. I just—with what's coming for these people—"

Dean looked at his brother knowing how he was feeling about the whole thing and knowing how close to home it hit for both of them.

"Sam, we've only got one move, and you know it, all right? We've got to wait for that demon to show itself, and then we get it before it gets them."

Sam nodded silently and they look back at the house watching until Sam said, "I wonder how dad's doing." Dean heard the unspoken part…And if Harry is alright.

Dean looked straight ahead as he said, "I'd feel a lot better if we were there backin' them up."

"I'd feel a lot better if they were here backin' us up."

Neither of them say anything as they continue looking at the house leaving the words floating around unsaid.

Lincoln-Warehouse

John and Harry reached the roof of the building just as Meg came looking for them but she didn't notice them. When she did look up at the roof they weren't there and Meg walks away from the area. John and Harry peeked out from behind the water tower before stepping out from behind it and John climbed the ladder that led up to the top of the water tower as Harry watched over everything. He opened the tower and took out his rosary beads before beginning to pray in Latin. He threw the beads into the water before closing it and Harry whispered a quick spell to help out.

Salvation- Monica's House

Dean and Sam continued to watch Monica's house as they thought about everything that was happening. Suddenly, Sam said

"This is weird."

Dean looked at him unsure of what he is talking about before asking, "What?"

Sam shakes his head slightly and said, "After all these years, we're finally here. It doesn't seem real."

Dean looked away slowly as he replied, "We just got to keep our heads and do our job like always."

"Yeah, but this isn't like always."

Dean looked at Sam feeling reluctant but agreed saying a plain, "True."

"Dean, uh…."

Dean looked at Sam questioningly before Sam continued, "I wanna thank you."

Dean looked around a little confused at Sam's words before asking, "For what?"

"For everything. You've always had my back, you know? Even when I couldn't count on anyone, I could always count on you. And now….I don't know, I just wanted to let you know—just in case."

Dean realized what Sam was talking about and looked at him like he was dumb and asked with incredulity,

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, are you kiddin' me?"

Sam looked at him uncertainly and asked, "What?"

"Don't say, "Just in case somethin' happens to you", I don't wanna hear that freakin' speech, man. Nobody's dyin' tonight. Not us, not that family, nobody—except that demon. That evil son of a bitch ain't gettin' any older than tonight, you understand me?"

Sam looked at his brother for a moment before nodding his head signaling he understood before they continued watching the house.

Lincoln-Warehouse

Meg turned around to see Harry and Join standing a few feet away from her. A small smile touches her face as she says,

"John, you made it. Too bad, really. I was hoping to kill more of your friends."

"Sorry to disappoint."

John glanced at Harry who was silently fuming as he glared at the demon. She turned to him and smiled smugly as she said,

"I knew you wouldn't resist coming after me. I knew you would follow John whether he wanted you to or not so I wont hold it against him…Especially since tonight will be the night."

Harry sneered at her and snarled out, "Oh? I agree tonight will be the night you die, Meg."

Meg chuckled softly but looked at John and said, "I can see where your boys get their good looks. But I must admit, considering what they say about you, I thought you'd be….taller."

John didn't say anything but relaxed when he felt Harry calm himself better. He was relieved to know Harry wouldn't jump head first into this now and he'd stick with the plan. His attention was brought back to Meg when she said,

"Well, aren't you the chatty one? You wanna get to business? Fine."

He narrows his eyes and he senses Harry tense up a bit when she moves closer to them and says, "Why don't you hand over the gun?"

"If I give you the gun, how do I get out of here?"

Meg smirks as she says unhelpfully, "Well, if you're as good as they say you are, I'm sure you'll figure something out."

"Maybe I'll just shoot you."

Meg's face took on an annoyed look but she says tauntingly, "You wanna shoot me, baby? Go ahead. It won't end anything. There's more where I came from."

Harry let out a small growl as for a moment he believed the demon that appeared from the darkness was William. But when he got a better look he saw it was someone else and John voices his internal question,

"Who the hell's that?"

"He's not nearly as much fun as I am, I can tell you that. So, I suggest you give us the gun."

Harry snorted and rolled his eyes getting a small glare from both demons but John didn't move as he watched them. He could feel Meg's temper rise slightly as she said forcefully, "Now!"

John and Harry look at each other before John takes out the gun and hands it over to Meg before she begins to examine it. She looks at John and asks,

"This is the Colt?"

John nods slowly watching her carefully before she hands it to the other demon and asks, "What do you think?"

As the demon took it Harry's eyes flashed emerald and he took a step back a little. He hoped the little magical essence that he placed over the gun would fool them enough as the demon looks over it closely. Harry nor John had expected the demon to turn around and shoot Meg as she stumbles backwards holding the wound. She looks at the demon and cries out in disbelief,

"You shot me! I can't believe you just shot me!"

The demon looked at John and Harry furious and threw the gun to the side as he said, "It's a fake!"

Harry cursed as he and John backed away a little when Meg and the demon faced them. Meg glared down at them and Harry said,

"I think we're bloody fucked mate."

John glanced at Harry with a light glare but couldn't help but agree with the younger male as Meg and the demon stepped closer.

"You're dead, John. Your boys are dead."

John thought quickly about how to save himself and Harry before saying, "I never used the gun. How could I know it wouldn't work?"

Meg sneered and growled out, "I'm so not in the mood for this. I've just been shot!"

"Well, then, I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real."

Meg let out a humorless chuckle before she said, "That's funny, John. We're gonna strip the skin from your bones, but that was funny."

When Meg looked away to the other demon that was all the chance Harry and John needed to escape. The smaller man grabbed John's sleeve and pulled him into another room, locking the door and opening the trap door that led to the boiler room. John and Harry slipped in just as Meg and the other demon began to follow closely behind. Harry helps John turn on the faucets and water begins spraying everywhere at sprays out at Meg and the other demon. They both continued walking because they thought they wouldn't be harmed but when the other demon stepped into the water he jumped back in pain when his shoes began to sizzle and burn. Meg looked at John and sneered out,

"Holy water John, Harry. Real cute."

John and Harry grinned smugly before they ran out the warehouse towards the truck.

Salvation-Monica's House

Dean couldn't help the worry that began to eat away at him when he tried to call his dad but got no answer. He vaguely remembered the words he had said to his father about him and picking up a phone. He couldn't help the internal laugh that even when he scolded his dad, John still hadn't picked up the phone now but Dean couldn't help the feeling that something was wrong and that's why he wasn't picking up the phone. Giving up he said,

"Dad's not answering."

He hung up the phone and they looked back towards Monica's house not saying anything for a moment. Sam suddenly felt like he had to fill the silence or something and said trying to find a simple explanation,

"Maybe Meg was late. Maybe cell reception's bad."

"Yeah, well…"

Dean trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence or dwell on what really could have happened. Sam looked at the radio just as it turned to static and looks at it in confusion before saying,

"Dean wait. Listen."

Dean looked at Sam before looking at the car radio as Sam tried to tune it but there was no reception. Dean could tell it was completely gone and he noticed a strange wind seemed to blow the leaves around outside their car. They looked toward the house and saw the lights began to flicker before they looked at each other, exchanging knowing looks. Sam couldn't help but feel a little anxious at the prospect of this ending but he said as though Dean wasn't already aware,

"It's coming."

As soon as the words left his mouth they both hurried out the car and headed towards Monica's house in a quick paced walk.

Lincoln-Warehouse

John and Harry made their way towards John's truck but when they got their both hunters notice something odd. Harry swore colorfully as John cursed when they saw the tires slashed on his truck.

"Damn it."

Harry looked at John when he said that and asked sarcastically,

"You think they knew what we were planning?"

John snorted but nodded his head in agreement to the unsaid words they shared. They knew they had been planning on tricking them or at least suspicious that they were going to try. Now he and Harry had to tread carefully or else they risked getting caught by them again. They both begin to look around for another way to get out of there and not get caught by the demons.

Salvation-Monica's House

Dean picked the house lock and quietly opened the door as he and Sam went inside. They tried to move around quietly but as Dean turned Monica's husband swung a bat at him but Dean was able to avoid getting hit. Before the man could swing the bat again Dean grabbed it and pinned him to a wall. Sam could feel the adrenaline rushing through his body already as he pleaded with the man,

"Mr. Holt, please."

Mr. Holt looked at him for a moment before Dean said in a somewhat strained voice as he tried to keep Mr. Holt pinned to the wall,

"Be quiet and listen to me. We're trying to help you, okay?"

From up stairs Monica asks her husband, "Charlie, is everything okay down there?"

Charlie paused for a moment before yelling out to his wife, "Monica, get the baby!"

Sam feels his fear rise and he yells out to the wife as he became frantic, "No, don't go in the nursery."

He went up the stairs after Monica and Charlie yelled when he's able to dislodge Dean a little, "You stay away from her!"

Dean hit Charlie and they began to tussle as Sam saw the events began to unfold like he had seen in his vision. Monica opened the nursery door and the man, demon, was standing over Rosie's crib. She began to ask it what it was doing but when it turned to her she was pinned to the wall. Sam entered the room just as it started raising her towards the ceiling and the demon turned towards him revealing yellow eyes. Sam didn't have time to think as he raised the gun and shot at the demon but it disappeared in a cloud of dark mist. He turned around just as Monica fell to the floor with the demon's absence he growled out a low,

"Where the hell did it go?"

Sam couldn't think yet as he helped Monica to her feet and began to lead her out the room but she cried out,

"My baby!!"

Just as she cried out for Rosie Dean passed them heading straight for the crib and Sam said, "Dean's got her."

Just as he picked her up and got her out of the crib, the crib burst into flames.

Lincoln-Warehouse

John ran with Harry trailing behind until both hunters realized that they had nowhere they could go or escape from. Harry cursed softly as John took out his phone and began to call someone. Just as he dialed a number both he and Harry were pinned to a wall by some kind of invisible force. Harry bit his lip harshly to hold in the scream that wanted to rip through his throat but John let loose as he screamed in protest. Harry's eyes locked on the figure that was the other demon when he emerged from behind the building, where he had been hiding. As he walked closer to them, while still pinned to a wall, they rose a few feet off the ground. Screams of pain ripped and clawed their way out of John's and Harry's throats.

Salvation-Monica's House

The nursery window exploded and a ball of fire erupted from the window sending the debris and glass everywhere. Sam and Monica finally exited the house with Dean following behind as he carried Rosie in his arms. Charlie was already outside but as he saw Dean and Sam he yelled angrily,

"You get away from my family!!"

Monica stopped her husband and said, "Charlie, don't. They saved us."

She took Rosie from Dean and walked over to her husband, he watched Sam and Dean as he wrapped his arms around her kissing her forehead. She looked at them gratefully and said,

"Thank you."

Sam turned to look at the house and looked at the bedroom window, his eyes widened at the silhouette he saw. He realized that it's the demon's silhouette and that it was still there.

"It's still in there."

Dean looked up just as Sam moved to go after the demon and stopped him saying forcefully, "Sam, no!"

Sam tried to get out of Dean's grip and they wrestle for a moment as Dean tried to stop his brother from going into the still burning building. Sam felt his frustration rise as he said,

"Dean, let me go! It's still in there!"

"Burning to the ground—it's suicide!"

"I don't care!!"

"I do!" Dean yelled back at his brother and they finally let go of each other. Both Winchester boys looked up at the bedroom window and saw the demon again before it disappeared once again. Dean and Sam glared angrily at the same spot, feeling their emotions tumble and whirl around chaotically.

Salvation-Motel Room

Sam sat on the bed as he shifted through his thoughts and watched Dean who was trying to get in contact with Harry or their Dad. Dean had said Harry hadn't answered and his phone had been off but Sam had just replied that it was probably because Harry didn't want any interruptions. But now that their dad wasn't answering his phone after all this time also, Sam and Dean were getting worried.

"Come on, Dad. Answer your phone, damn it."

Dean hung up and looked at Sam as he said, "Something's wrong."

Sam didn't answer when Dean said this as he was in his own world about the other demon. Looked at him slightly annoyed and asked,

"You hear me? Something's happened."

"If you had just let me go in there, I could have ended all this."

Dean couldn't believe the words that were coming out of Sam's mouth when their father wasn't answering his phone.

"Sam, the only thing you would have ended was your life."

"You don't know that."

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

Sam felt his temper rise dangerously and he stood up as he said, "Yeah. Yeah, you're damn right I am."

Dean faced Sam fully as he felt his annoyance rise and fear of loosing his brother. His eyes narrowed a bit as he said,

"Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen—not as long as I'm around."

Sam didn't understand what was going on with his brother and why all of a sudden Dean was saying all of this. He had thought Dean would sacrifice everything to get rid of this demon once and for all.

"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."

Dean seemed to deflate a little as he said, "Sam, I wanna waste it. I do, okay? But it's not worth dyin' over."

"What?"

"I mean it. If huntin' this demon means you gettin' yourself killed, then I hope we never find the damn thing."

Sam felt his temper flare dangerously again and he growled out angrily, "That thing killed Jess. That thing killed Mom."

Dean felt his heart ache at the words he was about to say but he knew it had to be said. As he spoke he was nervous about the way Sam would react but he said,

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

Dean hadn't expected Sam's violent reaction but he let Sam grab him by the shirt and pin him to a wall angrily. He vaguely got the sense of déjà vu and remembered himself doing the same to Sam when he had uttered those words to him.

"Don't you say that! Don't you—not after all this, don't you say that!"

Dean couldn't help the emotion that came through in his voice as he spoke to Sam. He was worried and scared, Harry and John hadn't answered their phones and Sam had tried going into a blazing building to kill a demon. This was becoming a little too much for him and he wanted it either to end or to just stop having to fight.

"Sammy, look….the three of us—that's all we have. And that's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holdin' it together, man."

Sam could feel his eyes tear and finally calmed enough to let go of Dean and heard when Dean said,

"Without you and Dad…"

Sam turned away not able to face his brother and realization set in as he said, "Dad…"

Neither he nor Dean said anything before what Dean had been saying before set in and Sam continued on saying,

"He should have called by now. Try him again."

Dean took out his cell and dialed his father's number hoping that he would be able to reach him. It rang a few times before it was picked up and a feminine voice said,

"You boys really screwed up now."

Dean felt his fury take over all his other feelings at the sound of Meg's voice and he growled out,

"Where is he?"

"You're never gonna see your father again."

Dean and Sam looked at each other with a mixture concern and anger before Meg continued on to say,

"Oh and little Harry…He says to tell you Goodbye."

Suddenly, he heard Harry's voice in the background scream out for him.

"Dean!! It's Meg and Azazael!! Your father!! They ki-"

There was a sharp crack as skin met skin and Harry was silent. Meg let out a little chuckled and said,

"Ooops! Guess I hit him a bit too hard. Guess he should've kept his mouth shut and not tried to say anything to you guys huh?"

Unknown area-Dungeon-like Cell

Harry looked up as someone entered the dungeon he was in and saw Meg smirking down at him. He let out a low growl but couldn't move as he was chained to the ground only being able to glare at her icily. Meg chuckled as she knelt down infront of Harry and said pleasantly,

"My, my, my. Looks like we finally caught the slippery little eel that had been escaping our grasp. So little Potter what were you saying before about dying before getting caught by us?"

Harry lunged forward at her but an invisible force pushed him back away and he once again just sat glaring at her. She stood up and shook her head in mock displeasure as she said,

"Now, now. None of that Harry. After all the boy-who-lived is powerless right now thanks to that little charm we got from a death eater."

Harry's eyes widened as he realized who exactly could have done that but he didn't want to believe the man he had loved could do such a thing. As though reading his mind Meg grinned and said,

"Unfortunately not the cute little blonde of yours but someone you know just as well. Lucius Malfoy was quite helpful until he was no longer of any use but I don't think you would care if you found out he was dead…Would you?"

Harry looked at her in disbelief as he heard the words leave her mouth. He had believed Lucius was dead after the fall of Voldemort but of course he should have made sure the bastard was dead. A slow smile graced her face as she leaned down, hovering over him so she could whisper in his ear,

"You know all I don't want to have to hurt you…But I will torture you…If I have to I will do it."

Harry looked her straight in the eyes and hissed out, "What do you want from me?"

Meg's eyes danced with delight as she opened her mouth to reply but the door to the Cell burst open and someone walked in. Harry's breath caught as he recognized the yellow eyes and whispered unconsciously,

"Azazael…"

The demon smiled coldly down at Harry and said, "Yes indeed, Harry Potter. I believe we have a few things to discuss, don't you?"

Harry felt his heart stutter to a stop and he prayed to any and all Gods listening that Dean and Sam would find him. That Dean would keep his promise and just as he thought that Dean's voice murmured in his head the words from that day.

"I will never leave you, Hadrian. I swear to you. I will protect you and never abandon you…I promise."

Harry closed his eyes and silently called out to Dean thinking, 'Dean…Hurry…Please, Merlin…Don't leave me here.'

TBC…

A/N!!! Wow!! I have to say this chapter was pretty quick but I hope it wasn't too unsatisfactory for all of you. The chapters should be coming quicker from now on since they're the original episodes with a few things tweaked by me and a few things added to fit my story. Hopefully, I can continue to please all of you with the continuation of this story. This was a good thirty-six page chapter lol. ^-^' I'm a glutton for punishment I think lol. And now I will reply to the reviews I have received…

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Rokkis- lol I suppose you have a point but if you don't recall they wont be having any peace since the demon's are after Sam too and Dean dies. Also as of the next three of four chapters Harry's not going to be baggage but I won't tell you why but you can probably guess why. Hope you will continue to review and thanks soo much for your input on the story. I guess I should start taking into mind how much Harry can be a hindrance with all the problems he seems to attract lol.

Kain129- lol calm down, calm down!! I'm hurrying with the chapters as fast as I can but I'm glad you're enjoying them so much. Yeah sometimes I think I put a little too much thought into my chapters lol. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope to hear from you again.

Flamegirl22- OMGH!! XD I luv you now!! Your now writing long reviews that I absolutely adore!!! I welcome long reviews like they were childhood friends!! More long reviews lol. But um… ok let me address what you have said in the long review that I now absolutely love you for ^-^. Lol thanks for the compliment though I didn't think the chapter was all that good. I actually chose that chapter to have Harry reveal himself because I thought…'Well he's told them about himself and he's basically shagging Dean…Why not just complete it already since everything's just gonna go to hell.' That was my thought process for that lol. Ahaha!! I actually laughed at that part about Bobby too. I was wondering what Bobby would say if that situation actually took place and just went with that lol. Um…yes it was foreshadowing and…well yes and no to it referring to what happened at the end of that chapter. But I'm not saying anything more than that. I have been throwing hints and tidbits to you people left and right through out this whole thing lol. You will all just have to wait and see. Aww I meant that part to be a little cute when Harry was acting shy by hiding behind Dean lol. But um…to that part with Bobby thinking that. Bobby knew what Harry looked like from the beginning. If you remember in the prologue Harry goes to Bobby without the glamour he wears now. Bobby saw the resemblance in un-glamoured (yes I realize that is not a real word) Harry and his parents as well as Sirius. Lol yeah I remembered some1, u if I remember correctly, ask me to do more Harry/Sam interactions. Yeah I felt as though Bobby should also take on the roll of a guardian or godfather to Harry also because of how long they knew each other. Lol yeah I was hoping to at least keep him in character since everyone else is alittle OOC lol. I was like 'Okay no more sweet moment for you Bobby.' Lol. Oh! Sorry bout that. No I didn't explain why. I guess I should've. Um…because of almost dying a few times then actually dying. Harry was able to start sensing anything that had to do with death. Glad you liked the bar scene lol. Yes…Dean…lol. That is all you have to say and a person will understand lol. Yes more Sam and Harry interaction because I also began to feel I was neglecting Sam a little. Lol yeah I had decided to try making them bet with each other since my Harry and Sam are so competitive. I guess it worked out, yes? Oh yes =D my Harry can kick Dean's butt anytime of the day lol. I actually decided to do that because my Harry had extensive training during the war. My Dumbledore had him trained to be a killer so it would be easier for him to destroy Voldie. So sorry for the confusion lol. Harry changed because of what was inside of him and because Meg forced it out of him by sending the Reaper after him. The Reapers were acting that way because they were being controlled by the demon Meg. Somewhat like what happened when Dean was dying but at a higher level. XD lol!! Poppy and Bobby really would get along great with each other lol. I could totally see it now!! Lol yes I wanted to create a Hermione who was a lil scary. Ah!! I guess I should have went into a little more details with that little comment from Dean. When Dean made that comment he was thinking of all the times Harry acted tough even when he didn't want to. Dean knew that even then while he was 'Dark' Harry, that Harry was trying to act tough. He had meant that Harry didn't have to act tough anymore. Yeah I was kind of struggling with that part because I wasn't entirely sure what to have them say but then I just winged it. I guess it came out satisfactory lol. Oh 0.0…Hermione's yelling…Flames, fireworks and all went off when she turned on the brother's lol. I reread that part and I was just like 'Damn Hermione! Give them a break!!' lol. Ahaha next chapter should clear up why the demon wants Harry. N I'm glad you liked the scene between Hermione, Harry and Dean. Unfortunately I'd be a little insecure to if my lover and bestfriend were people who hunted supernatural being and I had lost everyone I cared for in the past. I kind of always feel bad when I put Harry through hell. I end up hating myself. Glad you find the explanation interesting and it should only get more interesting as the story goes on. Yes there will be more Hermione and Poppy moments but they wont be like this one. They will definitely be needed after this chapter. Yeah I decided that it would be best for Harry to say that after Dean saw that ugly side of him that I am naming 'Dark' Harry. It kind of made me cry…,…Thank you for the compliment!! Do not apologize for the long review!! I absolutely adore them XD!! Glad it took your mind off of the real world and I hope my story will continue to do so for you. No thank you for reading and leaving me this wonderful review. Hope to hear from you again soon. And I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well.

Blackest-Appologies- lol wow!! Speechless? Really!! Lol glad you enjoyed it so much. . I feel really bad for making harry say that but it was needed. I kind of wanted to have Dean reply to that and say he didn't but I decided to leave it like that. I think that's why we all love Dean no matter what stupid crap he does lol. Castiel will make an appearance just not in this part. He will be making an appearance in either the next sequel or so. Not telling you when specifically lol. I think Castiel is my fav also. He has this kind of sarcastic aloofness about him that I just adore. Thanks for the 'good job' and I will update as fast as I can. Lol I truly don't know how I write so fast. It really is a miracle lol. No actually when ever I have free time I spend a few hours if not the whole day just writing and doing research lol. Truthfully I don't know how fast I type anymore. When I was younger I used to type 95 words per minute but now I'm not so sure. Thank you and I hope you enjoyed this chappie and will continue to enjoy!!