Twenty-Five

"So how much mojo are you bucking there Lily?" Dean questioned, casting a sideways glance at Lily from the driver's seat of the jeep.

"I'm a brewery," Lily replied, feet up on the dash with a huge grin on her face. "I've got plenty of juice." She looked at him and held up her arm to show him the brand. "Zachariah has trapped me here. I can smite a demon or two but there is no way I can zap myself back if you're going to ask."

He shook his head. "No. I just wanted to know how prepared you're going to be for what lies ahead."

"If we had grown up normal I would have been a girl scout," Lily answered. She ran a hand along her angel blade and shifted a little, she was sore from her encounter with Castiel and had been sitting in the car for a couple of hours.

Dean frowned. "You ok?"

"Just sore," Lily answered with a slight blush. "I doubt you want to know about your little sister losing her virginity. You're GI Dean. Soldier extraordinaire, Cass told me about Sam, about me, about you."

"And how do you feel about it?" Dean asked her.

Lily shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, I wouldn't imagine you would just ditch Sam like that. Why? When I left you both things were good, what happened to Sam?"

"Couldn't trust him," Dean answered casually.

"We're Winchesters," Lily said as she stared out over the road. "And Winchesters look out for each other. Or did you forget that somewhere along the way?"

"I forgot a lot of things," Dean answered. "When you and me get back to oh-nine you tell him to say yes to Michael."

Lily stared at him. "No! I will not tell Dean to say yes to Michael! Not after everything! Michael was the one that damaged my wing and almost ripped the other one off! I will not have my brother say yes just as much as won't allow Sam to say yes to Lucifer."

"We're Winchesters," Dean sighed. "And Winchester's look out for their own." He looked at Lily, her blonde hair flowing freely in the wind. "Goddamn you look so much like mom."

Lily stared at him, her mouth opened slightly. She looked down at her hands with a blush. "Where are we going for the Colt?" she questioned.

"Demon called Crowley has it," Dean answered.

"Wait, what?" Lily frowned. "Crowley as in the King of the Crossroads?"

"You know him?" Dean asked.

She laughed. "Know him? Crowley and I used to be buddies under the sheets if you know what I mean. I used to jump from host to host, wearing bodies out, Crowley was a fifty year attachment. The Great San Francisco fire? Me and Crowley. I know him."

"You know everyone," Dean frowned.

"I'm generally a sweet kind of person," Lily shrugged. "Everyone wants to know me."

Dean laughed.

Lily watched him. "I bet that that's the first time you've laughed in a long time brother of mine."

Dean nodded slowly.

"So where about is Crowley skulking?" Lily asked him.

"Branson," Dean answered.

Lily laughed. "Do you remember our first hunt without dad?"

He laughed again. "Branson, vampire nest. Nothing more thrilling then staking a nest of Cullens."

"What's a Cullen?" Lily asked.

Dean grinned. "I'm not going to spoil that for you."

Lily laughed. She lay her head back on the headrest, "I was thinking, maybe I should go and look for me? I mean we've got a day and a bit to go so maybe I go and look for me?"

Dean shook his head. "No."

"Why not?" Lily frowned.

Dean looked her square in the face. "I already know where you are."

"Come again?" Lily asked. "Why don't you go get me?"

Dean hesitated.

"I'm a big girl Dean," she argued. "You can tell me."

"New York," he told her. "I found you in New York, the military helped. I think you've gone insane. I only saw you from a distance but you were sitting there at the top of what was left of the Empire State Building, huge flaming black wings out behind you. Demons don't go in the city. There isn't even a Croat in the city Lily. From what I understand Lucifer just lets future you be. You're too far gone to pose a threat to him."

"Huh," Lily laughed nervously. "Wow so I'm Batman." She twisted the blade in her hand.

Very few words were shared between the two of them for the next hour as they pushed their way into Branson. Although he didn't do a good job at showing it, Dean was glad that she was there even if she wasn't the right version of his sister. He could count how many times in the last five years he had seen Lily on one hand.

"I have a dream," Lily told him suddenly, cutting through the silence.

Dean glanced over. "Yeah? What's that?"

"Normalcy," she smiled. "I wanna be married with a husband and couple of kids." She closed her eyes, "just imaging it Dean…Christmas dinners at mum and dad's, Sam with Jess and their kids, you, Lisa, Ben, me-"

"Cass?" Dean smirked.

She ignored him. "Me, the husband and the kids. A huge turkey, you and dad fighting over who gets the biggest piece. Once we put the kids to bed, we'd all go out in the backyard and have a couple of beers. New Year's we'd all be out there, seeing the New Year in…"

He shook his head. "We can never have that. You know that don't you?"

"We're Winchesters," they spoke in unison.

"Cursed from the day we're born," Dean added in. He pulled over on the side of the road, "gotta pee."

Lily yawned. "Sure." She got out of the car to stretch, stopping only when she saw a set of headlights approaching in the distance. "What's that?" she asked Dean. "I can see lights."

"I'm sorry Lily," Dean replied.

She spun around just in time to see Dean strike a match and throw it at her feet.

Lily screamed out as the holy oil surround her in an impenetrable circle. "WHAT THE HELL DEAN!"

His face remained as dark and closed off as it had been. "I can't have you interfering Lily," he told her. "Once this is done, once Satan is dead I'll come back and let you go."

"Let me go now!" she snarled.

Dean shook his head. "No. Sorry, I can't do that. I can't have you ruining my plans Lily. You'll charge in, rocking your mojo and the demons will run to Lucifer for help."

Slowly it dawned on her. "You're going to us them as bait!" she gasped. "Dean no!" She groaned inwardly, wishing that she could move from this blasted circle. "They count on you for protection!"

"They count on me to kill Lucifer," he replied as the car stopped behind him. Dean threw her angel blade on the ground just outside the circle. Two others got out of the car and hopped into Dean's jeep. "You've only got a day and a bit to wait," he told her before he walked back towards the car.

"LET ME OUT!" Lily yelled.

Dean ignored her.

Lily threw her hands up in the air and slumped down to her knees. "Son of a bitch!" she yelled. Although Lily admired future Dean for doing what had to be done she didn't admire him for how he was doing it. She reached out, hitting the barrier that prevented her from leaving.