Alice fell to her knees. Jim coughed, unconscious on the floor. Sam ran over to check on him.
Dean was just standing there, tears welling up.
Night, now inhabiting Alice, got up from the floor and looked at Dean. He was just a few feet away, still holding the blóted knife, but she wasn't concerned. She gazed over at Jim, then at the open devil's trap, and smiled. Dean turned his head slightly; he knew what she was thinking.
"What is our self-sacrificing, throw-him-self-on-the-sword hero going to do now?" Night taunted. She took a few steps in the room and casually looked around. She pointed to Alice's body. "This is...quite a predica..."
She didn't finish, because Dean had stuck the knife deep into her belly. She gasped and grabbed the collar of his shirt, staring at him with evil eyes. Dean stabbed her again, twirling the knife around, making sure to damage her heart.
"DIE!" he yelled in her face.
Flashes in her eyes, Alice's body shook as Night died. Alice fell lifeless to the floor. Dean kneeled down next to her and closed his eyes.
"Michael... Please, I know you can heal her. Michael..?" No response. "Michael please..! Please! I said 'yes' to you, now you do me this one favor… MICHAEL!"
"He's not here to help." Sam's voice was dejected and bitter. "He has his orders, and she's not important to 'the bloodline'."
Alice came to, but there was no miracle. She made a face of pain, looked around all confused and coughed blood. Every breath was a gasp, shivering through her body.
"Oh God..!" Dean gasped.
She looked up at Dean as he stroke her face. She turned to Jim, reaching out her hand. Sam carried Jim over and laid him in her arms.
"He's okay, he's just out of it…" Sam whispered.
Alice kissed Jim's forehead and squeezed her eyes shut. She wouldn't get to see him grow up.
She turned to Dean and tried to smile. He was holding his tears back for her. She reached up and touched his face, then put her arm around him.
"I don't have time for... I love you. I've always loved you," she told him.
"I love you too..." he whispered.
"No... You don't have to..."
Dean kissed her lips to shut her up, telling her again and again:
"I love you, I love you, I love you..."
She started crying.
"You were gonna be my happy ending," Dean mumbled.
"I'm sorry..." she sobbed. "You and Sam... You can keep him safe. It had to be me..!"
Dean shook his head, but she continued:
"They'll never stop coming. You teach him how to be a soldier. You teach him..!" She turned to Sam. "And you make sure he's not too hard on him."
Sam nodded, tears burning in his eyes.
Alice turned back to Dean. He could see by her eyes she was slipping away. He kissed her forehead and held her, listening to every gasping breath she took.
"Please stay... Please, just a little longer..." he pleaded.
Sam watched the blood from her body flow away and start dripping down the floor drain, counting her time left like an hourglass.
One more shivering breath and her arms fell away from holding Dean and Jim. Dean looked at her and whispered:
"Allie..? Allie..?