Here it is guys! The final chapter! A sequel will be in place if I get enough reviews, I have some ideas but I really want some feedback before I start another story. Anyway, I'm glad you guys kept us with this story, and I hope you love the ending (or hate it, really if you read the whole thing that means a lot to me!) But enjoy the final chapter, please review, and there may be a sequel in the future! (and by maybe, I mean there most definitely will be, just don't know when).

"Damn it!" Sam yelled, turning in a frustrated circle. I clenched my fists by my side, sharing Sam's anger. First ruby had brought news of Lilith's whereabouts. I had agreed to go with them to investigate. Then Cas had appeared and told me that Sophiel was dead. I couldn't pretend to be super close to her; usually when we talked I was arguing with her, but it was still hard to lose a friend like that. It was just my luck that I would lose my guardian angel. Or whatever she was. Then of course things had to get worse. Cas and his friend had taken Dean away, to go torture Alastair.

I glared at him, still furious for what he had done to me. It hadn't been his secret to share. But now, we had to work together. I wasn't going to just stand by and let Dean turn back into the monster he used to be. My Dean, the man that I loved was no longer a monster. We had been dating for near three weeks now, and I just kept falling more in love with him. And I knew he loved me, not just because he told me. I could see it in his eyes, the way he smiled at me, the way he held my hand, and especially the way he would defend me against his brother. There was no way I was going to let him slide back into that cruel animal I knew in hell. An angel, I don't care if it was Cas, wasn't going to re-awaken that.

Sam grabbed his phone and dialed Ruby's number. I hadn't talked to Ruby since she had told Lilith about me. I had seen her, but refused to talk to her. She didn't deserve it. But now, I had to admit it, we did need her. I couldn't track down the angels. But maybe she could. She was our best shot.

It seemed to take forever before she arrived. I kept pacing back and forth, anxious to be on our way. I had to save him. What if Alistair broke free? He would kill Dean, and send him straight back to hell. Finally there was a knock on the door. I stopped pacing and turned, sharply, narrowing my eyes at the door. Sam let her in, and she ducked past him, her face full of disgust. "I can still smell them." she grumbled under her breath, "Seriously Sam, I'm not exactly dying to tangle with angels again."

I cleared my throat and stepped forward, "You don't have to. We just need to find where Dean is. You don't have to come, in fact I would prefer it if you didn't come." I glared at Sam as I said that, giving a silent warning. Don't you dare let her come.

Like normal, she ignored me. Instead of answering me, she turned to Sam. "Sam I know your brother is important. I get it. But if we don't go now, we lose the chance at stopping Lilith. I found her. I know exactly where she is. We can't let an opportunity like this slip away." Ruby said, exasperated. I hesitated for a moment, looking back and forth between the two of them. I knew what the solution was, and my heart sank at the idea.

"He's not strong enough." Sam said, and I felt my blood boil. Dean was plenty strong. He had survived so much, and I trusted him with my life. I knew he would be able to do this, to get the answers he needed. But I didn't, I couldn't let him do it. I stared at Sam, shocked. How could he not understand how strong Dean was? I just couldn't believe that he was putting his brother down like this. I bit my lip, hard, to stop myself from going off on him.

"And you are?" Ruby asked.

"I will be." Sam replied. I took a deep breath. This had just gone from bad to worse. I knew Sam wasn't foolish enough to drink demon blood in front of me, but I also knew that he needed it.

That was the difference between us. I was born with the darkness inside me. I had been born a skinwalker, essentially born a monster. But I had embraced it, learned to control it, and used it for good. Sam didn't understand what he was getting into. I had no choice with my destiny, but Sam did. He was choosing to be a monster, choosing to drink that blood. He embraced the powers in all the wrong ways, for all the wrong reasons. But for once, he had his head in the right place. Maybe he could pull it off without the demon blood, but why risk it? Why not be certain of success?

I waited for Ruby's response. "Okay Sam, but if you go to your brother's aid, who's going after Lilith?" she said. She spoke to Sam, but her gaze rested on me.

"I'll go." I said, stepping between the two of them, "Sam, get your brother. I'll go with Ruby and find Lilith. You're more help to Dean than I am right now." For a moment there was silence, and the two of them exchanged a glance. I waited patiently, ignoring my doubts. If I was right, and Lilith and Ruby were working together, I was walking straight to my death. But I had to give Sam this chance to find, and save, his brother. Right now, that was more important than my own life.

Ruby looked at me for a long time, her gaze unreadable, "Are you sure?" she asked, casting a bewildered glance over at Sam. I just nodded. "Alright fine, I'll meet you there." She quickly out a pen and a pad of paper, and then scribbled an address. She handed it to me, concern in her eyes. "Be careful, I'll join you as soon as possible.

She was purposefully trying to get rid of me, but I didn't argue. I just looked at Sam, "Do what you have to. Save him." I said, before sweeping out of the room. For once, I didn't care what Sam was about to do. I had an idea, but I didn't mind. In fact, I was hoping he would take some of Ruby's blood. The stronger he was, the better. Just this once, the ends definitely justified the means.

I pulled up to the museum, checking the address to make sure I was at the right place. I wondered what Lilith could possibly want from a children's museum. It didn't really make sense to me, but I didn't care why. I didn't try to understand demons. All I cared about was stopping them. Shoving open the door, I leapt out and popped the trunk, trying to decide what to bring. I couldn't bring a lot with me, just in case I was forced to flee. But I definitely should bring my knife. I grabbed a couple throwing knives as well, and lined them up inside my jacket. I considered grabbing one of my Smith & Wesson guns, but it wouldn't do me any good. Or maybe I could use my colt that was loaded with silver bullets, or my Jericho. But none of those would work against Lilith, they were just a comfort to have with me. I decided against it and instead grabbed a canister of holy water. I had my silver fighting knife, five throwing knives, and a canister of water against arguably the most powerful demon in existence. What could possibly go wrong?

I walked quietly through the museum, avoiding the single guard that was sitting behind the desk. The dim moonlight shining through the window cast shadows on the polished floor. The children's museum was huge, and I had no idea how I was going to find her. I slunk through the shadows as a wolf, heading towards one of the large exhibit rooms. It wasn't a normal museum. The large building housed many interactive exhibits. It looked like a lot of fun to be honest, and part of me wanted to come back when it was open to check it out.

The first room that I slide in was the space room. I walked through it, glad that it was completely dark inside. I took a deep breathe in, relying on my senses. Unfortunately, there was no sign, or scent, that a demon had been in this room. I relaxed and changed back into my human form. Then, I kept prowling along, staying on two legs for now. I needed my hands available to draw my knife. I wanted to pull out my phone and call Ruby, ask her when she was going to be here. The last time I had gone after Lilith, well it hadn't gone over so well. At least this time I wouldn't have my family to worry about.

Maybe it was best that Ruby wasn't here. Could I really trust her to help me? My instincts were screaming at me to run, to get out of here and wait until I had reliable backup. My heart was telling me something else. I walked through an IMAX theatre and farther into the museum, still looking for any signs of Lilith. I remembered Dean's story of how he had been dragged to hell. How Lilith had been there, and tricked both Sam and Dean. Then she had let in the hound to kill him and drag him away. I would destroy her for that. She had sent both me, and Dean, to Alistair. I pushed away my instincts. For once, I was going to listen to my heart and do whatever it took to stop the demon.

There was a children's indoor playground set up on the next area of the museum, with three large doors, two on the right and one on the left. I hesitated, trying to decide which room to go in. The first one, on the left, had computers and gadgets running along the wall. The room was very open, and there was no way she could be in there. The second room looked more promising. If you can call hunting a demon promising.

I went into the room, reading the words "Adventure" painted on the door. It was a huge area, and I had to push away my instincts that kept telling me to run. My other thought was to explore and have fun, because it was amazing. The large room was like an indoor jungle. It looked like the ruins of an ancient temple that had been left to rot in the midst of a wild jungle. It was dark, foreboding, and elusive. In other words, it was my favorite kind of place. Tiki heads were scattered around, and large fake stones rose from every corner. The whole area was very authentic and decorated with such skill that I could almost imagine I had stepped into another world. I let my guard down and focused on exploring. There were secret caves and passages, and even some slides for the children molded into the exhibit. I smiled, letting my worries vanish. I had been transported into another place, another time, a world of mystery and exploration. Up ahead there was a cargo net that led up to a second level of the room. I climbed it eagerly, excited to see what lay at the top.

And there she was, standing right in front of me.

My heart sank, the adventure forgotten. I was transported back to that night in the graveyard. Had it really only been a few years ago? Time was different when you had been to hell…. The sound of Lilith pulling out a weapon, a long, skinny scimitar pulled me back into reality. "Interesting choice." I mumbled, looking down at my small knife. This was going to be fun. She lunged at me, and I caught her first blow on the edge of my knife. Twisting, I ducked under her blade, getting in close. She swung down and I hit the floor, rolling to her side and slashing behind her. The demon ducked and turned, her free hand reaching towards my knife. I grabbed her wrist with my right hand, and the fight took a new turn. Now we were both fighting with both our hands. She slashed wildly at my arms and my legs; I was stabbing at her head and her heart. I didn't understand what she was playing at. Why try to disarm me? Why wasn't she going for the kill?

She finally got the upper hand. Her longer blade skimmed over my wrist, making a very shallow cut. The brief moment I took to examine the wound was enough for her to make a move. She kicked me, sending me backwards into a wall. I scrambled to my feet, but before I could attack again, Lilith flicked her hand. My knife was yanked out of my grasp and flung across the floor. I lost sight of it in the darkness. "It's over Tala." She said, striding towards me, her blade pointed at my throat. "Once again, I have come out on top."

She was right. I couldn't beat her, and I would probably never be able to. So I did the only thing I could do. First I acted as weak as I could, letting my eyes widen in mock horror as she approached. "Please, no." I whispered as she stopped right above me. I could see her smirk and I knew she wouldn't be expecting this. I swiped my left foot into the back of her knees. Just as I had hoped, she was unprepared and the force caused her to crumble to the ground. Then I turned and ran, all of my courage abandoned. I just had to get away from her. I had to run away from those white eyes. If only Dean was with me now, I needed his support. I whipped around a corner, trying to find a way out of the room. The "adventure room" was purposefully set up in a way to get you lost and confused. I could imagine it was great fun during the day, playing in the makeshift island. But now, in the dark, with Lilith on my heels, it was just dark and foreboding. All the fun I had been having earlier left me, I had been a fool to come in here. I skidded to a halt in front of yet another large tiki-like sculpture. Breathe. I reminded myself. Breathe and think.

I inhaled deeply, taking in all the scents around me, searching for my own. If I could find my own trail, I could follow it back out. And that was exactly what I did. As soon as I caught the scent, I turned into a wolf, slinking along the ground. "Slow and steady, make no sound, stick to the shadows" those thoughts rushed through my head. I knew I was getting close. This was the first time, and I knew it would be the last, that I ever followed Ruby's lead. The bitch hadn't even showed up. She probably just sent me there thinking it would solve all her problems. I would kill Lilith, or she would kill me, and all Ruby had to do was sit on the sidelines and wait to see who came out on top.

I breathed a small sigh of relief when I entered the large IMAX theatre. This had been attached to the space room that I entered first. I broke into a run, darting between the seats towards the open door. Through the exhibit, past the guard, get in the car, and get out.

I skidded to a halt when I was a few yards from the door of the IMAX theatre. A woman stood in the doorway, and I was just about to turn and run the other way. Then I felt a large rush of relief run through me. It was Ruby. "She's here." I breathed out. I wanted to ask what had taken her so long, but I didn't care. I just wanted it to be over. "She's here." I repeated.

She smiled, "I know." She flicked a switch and one of the shows began on the large screen. I felt a sense of foreboding as the lights from the screen began to ripple over the ground, going from light to dark. The theatre was cast in many colors, reds and blues, yellows and greens. The loud sound coming from the show was making my ears ring and messing with my senses. Everything was distorted, the light that was constantly changing and the booming speakers made the room larger, and I was having trouble keeping focused. My eyes hurt from the sudden flashes and my head started pounding; I was incapacitated. How was I going to hear Lilith approaching now? Why had she turned it on? She was on my side, right? I turned from the screen back to the demon, and suddenly I realized the imposing way Ruby was standing. She was blocking the door and standing light on her feet. The shadows lay heavy where she stood, highlighting the darkness on her face. She took a step towards me and I stepped back, uncertain of what her plans were. Was she going to help me, or was she here to kill me?

"I need your help to take her down." I said uncertainly, "Ruby please, help me." She started to walk towards me, and then I saw her hand flash down to her side. "No!" I yelled in horror. But it was too late. She pulled out a gun and fired.

Pain exploded in my left shoulder and I went down hard. The pain was worse than anything I had ever felt. The bullet had ripped a ragged hole through my upper arm, and I clasped my hand over the wound, desperate to slow the bleeding. I knew something was wrong right away. I had been shot before. Every hunter has. But this time was different. I could feel the sharp, burning sensation that usually accompanied a shot. It resembled a burning hot knife being shoved under your skin and being twisted. But usually it was contained to the area that was shot. When I had been shot in the leg, a few years back before I went to hell, that horrible sensation had been contained to my thigh where the wound had been. Now, I could feel that burn spreading all over my body. The bullet had to be laced with some kind of poison, that was the only explanation.

I tried to gather my feet underneath me to stand, but they were too weak and shaky to support me. My shoulder screamed in agony when I tried to move and I pulled out my phone. I could call Sam, or someone; I had to get in contact with someone. Before I could type anything, I noticed that there was no service in the theatre. I almost laughed at that. Only me! I pulled out one of my small throwing knives; my silver knife was still lost in the adventure area.

I looked up to see where Ruby was and I was shocked to see her standing right above me. My head felt fuzzy, how long had I been lying here? I suddenly felt pressure on my wrist, keeping me from throwing the knife. "Just relax Tala." Ruby said in her silky purr, plucking the knife from my hand and tucking it in her pocket. "We just need to wait for Lilith, she'll be here soon. There's no use exerting yourself, we don't want to injure you anymore than this." She knelt down and looked at me, an inquisitive look on her face, "Who knew silver would drop you so fast?"

So that's what it was. A silver bullet. No wonder I could feel it like poison rushing through me. I looked at Ruby, maybe I could talk my way out of this. Doubtful. She was just as manipulative as I was. But I had to try. I had to do something. "Please, if you care for Sam, at all, help me now." I cried, cringing at my own voice and how pathetic it sounded, "I don't care what you do to me, just kill Lilith."

"Trust me, I do care for Sam. More than you know. And Sam will be the one to kill her." She gave me a look of pity and rested her hand on my shoulder. "Don't you understand? This is all part of the plan. You just got in our way. You weren't supposed to be here, you were never supposed to escape. But here you are, and I hoped that I wouldn't have to take these drastic measures. But we were forced to, especially once you and Dean got together. It's a dangerous combination, so we have to get you out of our way."

I turned my head at the sound of more footsteps, not bothering to respond to Ruby. Lilith was walking in and I saw her flick off the theatre presentation. I didn't even realize it had been playing until the theatre went dark once more. "Good job Ruby." She said smiling. Then she turned her attention to me. "Thanks for playing along old friend." She cooed.

"What are you waiting for?" I snapped, suddenly exasperated. I was so frustrated with these games. I didn't like being toyed with like a puppet. It was clear that I become nothing more than a pawn in the demons stupid plans and I was done with it. "Go on then, kill me, or torture me, but whatever you're going to do, GET ON WITH IT!"

The two demons exchanged a glance as I ungracefully propped myself up on my right side and sliding into a sitting position. I wasn't going to be able to stand up and confront them. I always tried to fight my way out, but I was no fool. It was clear that I was defeated. Unarmed and wounded I sat in front of two powerful creatures. There was just no use trying at this point.

"We have no need to kill you, or hurt you even." Lilith leaned down and pushed a syringe into my neck. It was a sedative; I knew that right away. I could feel my muscles grow heavy and thankfully o could also feel the pain dulling. Right before I slipped out of consciousness, I heard Lilith's voice, "Like I said, we just need you out of the way." And the world faded to black.

I felt despair settle over me, so heavy and strong I didn't know what to do. Then I felt the hatred rolling up. The feelings weren't my own, but I acted on them. Whirling I raised my knife, ready to march to my tied up enemy. But something was wrong. There wasn't space in front of me like there should be. Instead, I felt the space being filled by someone, or something. Then the force hit me full in the face and I went down hard. Before I could recover two more beatings came to my face, along with a kick in the side. I fell on the floor gasping for air and a rough hand grasped me and yanked me up. I was staring into darkness; no one was there, where was this coming from? These feelings, thoughts, emotions, they weren't mine so why was I feeling them?

The force hit me in the face again; it must have been a punch straight to my face. After the second throw, the hand on my shoulder let go and I fell back on the ground. Then the cold hand wrapped around my throat, the thumb digging into my windpipe. I gasped and choked as I felt myself lifted off the ground and slammed into something solid. A wall maybe? The cold pinch around my throat forced me up, until my feet were no longer on the ground. My legs twitched as I tried to struggle away, but to no avail. Just as suddenly as it began, the cold iron grip on my throat was lifted and I fell. Falling, falling, falling. I screamed in horror, when all of a sudden, everything faded away. The pain returned to my shoulder, but the emotions were gone, all gone except for my fear.

My eyes flickered open. It was pitch black, and it took them a moment to adjust to the darkness. Then I began to make out shapes. I was lying on a stone bench, staring up at the low ceiling. A water bottle lay on the ground next to me. I sat up and examined my shoulder. Someone had removed the bullet, and stitched up the hole. I flexed my shoulder and almost screamed at the shock that ran through me. For a moment, I thought of Dean. He must have saved me. But if he was the one to save me, why did he throw me on a stone bench to recover? Plus the stitches were clean and professional. Dean worked with dental floss and a sewing needle. Then there was that strange dream I had experienced. I couldn't help but feel that it was somehow related to Dean, and I knew he was in trouble. I needed him, but he probably needed me too, and I felt lost. Everything had become a blur after Ruby had shot me. Did Lilith appear, or had I been hallucinating? With a small gasp of pain, I swung my legs down on the ground and took in my surroundings.

It was a small cell, maybe 15X15 feet, no larger. There were no lights, but I could see a faint gleam coming from a far corner. There was probably a door over there, or a window, letting in daylight. How long had it been since I went to the museum? Days, or weeks? Maybe just one night… Frustrated, I rubbed my temples, hoping that I could jog my memory. All I knew was that this was Lilith's plan; she had put me in here. I grasped the bars, transferring my anger to a tight grip. "RUBY!" I yelled into the darkness, "LILITH!" No response. I kept screaming for them, for someone, over and over again, until the light started to fade from the small window. My shoulders slumped and my hands fell to my sides. I was defeated, wounded, and locked up like an animal in a cage. The irony of it. "Lilith." I whispered softly, stepping away from the bars and trying to keep away the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes, "Why have you brought me here?"