Dean pulled into an empty parking space across the street from where Ajay was leaning against his cab.

"That's him," I said to Dean.

Dean opened his door and made sure his pistol was in the small of his back.

"He's not interested in trouble so stay calm, ok?"

Dean nodded to me, scanning the area to make sure there weren't any surprises behind any corners. It was raining hard so I put up my hood on my jacket.

I approached the dark man with facial hair and the Bluetooth earpiece, "Hey. You Ajay?"

He gave me the once over and with a leering grin answered, "For you, Sweetheart, sure."

Dean stepped in front of me, "Now that that's settled… I already know who you are and what you do. We want to do business."

"But you are mortals. Why would you want to deal with me?"

"We need to get into hell. Two going in, three coming back," I said, "Is that something you can do for a price?"

"It will cost you a pretty penny considering who you are."

"And you know who we are?" Dean replied.

"You are Dean Winchester," Ajay said, pointing at Dean.

Letting his eyes roam over my body, Ajay said, "And you are beautiful but obviously crazy to be seen in public with him."

I laughed snidely, "What can I say? I have a weakness for the pretty ones. What is your price?"

He shrugged, "The Winchesters are resourceful. One day, you will owe me a favor."

"Done," I snapped, "Let's get this show on the road then."

Dean pulled me away from the street. "You just promised him that Sam and I would owe him a favor later? Are you nuts?"

I sighed, "He's gonna get killed soon cause one of Crowley's informants is just down the block listening. You have nothing to worry about but we need to get moving!"

I walked back over to Ajay, "Ok, let's go."

He nodded and walked us down the alley. Dean had his Purgatory blade stashed in his coat, the Knife in his waistband, and his pistol in the small of his back. I was holding an Angel Blade up my sleeve. We knew exactly what we were walking into and we were taking no chances.

When we got to the gated area, Ajay whispered, "Take my hands."

With Dean and I on either side of him, the alley disappeared and became what we both knew was Purgatory.


When we arrived, Ajay let us know where to find the portal to Hell and that he would be back in exactly twenty-four hours. Then he vanished.

"Stay close to me. Don't hesitate. Strike to kill. I know the place he's talking about. It's not far from here," Dean ordered quietly.

I looked up at him and there was no fear in his eyes. He almost looked relaxed. Which, in a sick way, would make sense. This was familiar territory.

"Dana," he whispered, looking down into my eyes, "We gotta move. Standing still here is a death sentence. You with me?"

I wiped the fear from my features and nodded at him, "Yeah, I'm with you. Lead the way."


We made good time to the spot where the three trees met. There was only one encounter with a monster. It charged me and I gouged the Angel Blade I was clutching up through its chin cleanly to the top of its head. Dean was clearly impressed.

When we peeled away the rocks, the portal was calling us to enter its depths. Dean grabbed my hand, lacing my fingers through his, and we stepped through.

There are no words to describe what I felt when we landed in Hell. All the happiness I had ever felt was stripped from me and replaced with… with… nothing. I was void. It was as though I never existed. No pain, no sorrow, no hope, no joy, no love. It was all gone. If I didn't have the physical sensation of Dean's hand in mine, I would have been lost.

I pulled him to a stop and looked into his green eyes to ground myself. I was startled to see the same emptiness in his eyes as well.

"I know," he said quietly, "Keep holding on to me. Don't let go. I won't let you go either."

He bent his elbow toward his face and kissed my knuckles, "Remember why we are here and never forget that. You don't belong here."

"We don't belong here, Dean. You never forget that."

A glimmer of something passed through the nothingness in his eyes.

"We have to move." he whispered.

I nodded and swallowed down the hole that was threatening to take me.


We wandered down several hallways where the damned begged, pleaded, and screamed. I would scan each cell briefly before averting my eyes from the eternal damnation laid bare right in front of me. When I realized that I was soon going to die myself, I stopped short. What if I wound up here?

Dean turned on me as soon as I ceased moving forward.

"Remember what I said to you. You do not belong here… ever." He was reading my thoughts. "Focus on Bobby. Let's find him and get the fuck out of here."

I shook my head to clear it and made sure not to let my mind wander. Looking to my left, I made out a familiar silhouette.

"Dean? Isn't that him?" I pointed into a cage.

The barred door was open so he entered, cautiously.

"Bobby? It's me. It's Dean."

Bobby took a healthy swing at Dean, which Dean cleanly ducked and hit me square in the nose.

"Fuck! You broke my nose, you old bastard!"

Bobby looked through Dean and said, "Get the hell out of here, you black eyed Son of a Bitch."

"Bobby, listen to me, it's Dean."

"Yeah, right. Fuck off! I'm busy."

I was getting tired of this. My nose was swelling and streaming blood down my face and Bobby was resisting being rescued.

"Ok, Singer. If he's not Dean then how do we know about Tori Spelling. That's right. You're a fan."

Bobby looked at me and then at Dean.

"And if he's not Dean then how would he know that the free pedicure you got at the Mall of America changed your life?"

Bobby's expression went from hatred to surprise to recognition. He hugged Dean fiercely and nodded in my direction. Dean finally glanced at me and noticed the blood. He handed me his bandana to mop it up.

"Dean, what are you doing here? I'm sorry about the punch but you are the two hundredth 'Dean' I've seen today. That's how they screw with me. Endless Sams and Deans, all with black eyes. Please don't tell me you're here because…"

"No, Bobby, everything's fine. We're here to get you out. You aren't supposed to be here. Let's get going before we run into more trouble."

He handed Bobby the Knife and we started toward the exit.


We were almost to the exit when we ran into a demon. Dean shoved us around a corner and stepped out to face him. Dean kept him busy while Bobby finished him with the Knife. I skewered the one coming up behind Bobby. I rushed to Dean's side.

"Bobby, come on we gotta go!"

Another "Dean" was behind Bobby, "This way, Bobby! We have to hurry!"

Bobby turned and knifed the Dean that I wasn't standing next to.

"Bobby? You knew that wasn't me, right?"

Bobby shrugged, "I figured your girlfriend knew the difference."

Funny thing is Bobby was right. I knew that was a demon and not my Dean.

Dean glanced at me and sighed, "Let's get the hell out of here."

We got our bearings and made for the exit.


Once we were clear of Hell, Dean made the introductions.

"Bobby, this is Dana. Dana, Bobby Singer."

Bobby stuck his hand out but I couldn't help myself and I hugged him tightly.

"It is so wonderful to get the chance to meet you." When I pulled away there were tears in my eyes.

Bobby looked at me and back at Dean, "Am I missing something?"

I laughed, "Well, I am from another universe where all this is a television show. Sam and Dean visited there once courtesy of Balthazar."

The light bulb went off for Bobby, "Oh yeah. That SOB took out damn near a whole wall in my library."

I smiled and continued, "I came here with no memory of who I actually am in my own universe but an extensive knowledge of this one. So, I know a lot about you and what you did for the boys when they were younger. I just wanted to thank you for that."

Bobby smiled, "Eh, it was no big deal."

Dean chimed in, "As touching as this is, we really have to get moving. We've got some ground to cover."


As we made our way to the portal, Dean filled in Bobby on the trials and closing the gates of Hell forever.

"So there are how many of these trials?" Bobby asked.

"There are three," I answered, "Getting you out of there and to Heaven where you belong is the second."

"Wait here," Dean whispered, "Lemme scout ahead."

Bobby and I nodded at him and ducked behind a tree.

"Don't get me wrong, I appreciate what you are doing but that brings up the question… Why are you doing it?"

I looked Bobby Singer directly in his wise eyes and spoke as plainly as possible, "Because I love Dean Winchester with all my heart. Where I come from, he's fictional. Here, he's real and if I don't do this, a lot of really awful shit happens to him and Sam and I refuse to stand by and watch it happen when I can stop it."

"Well then young lady, I am very sorry I punched you in the face."

I laughed softly and spotted Dean giving us the all clear.


We reached the portal with no trouble. Bobby had been filled in on what was going to happen next and when we got back.

I stepped back to give the two men some privacy to say their goodbyes. Bobby hugged Dean tightly and whispered something in his ear. Dean raised his eyes to meet mine and I knew Bobby said something about me. I smiled and blushed.

I walked over to Bobby and hugged him yet again. And then acting on impulse, I kissed him on the cheek.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Be careful there, Little Lady. In my day, Dean would have never stood a chance."

I blushed again and he continued, "Don't give up on him. He's stubborn as the day is long but he deserves a woman like you. Be patient and he'll come around."

"Yes, sir," I whispered quietly. He didn't know how the trials would end and I didn't have the heart to tell him. All I could hope for is that we could share a drink in Heaven.

Dean cleared his throat, "Let's get this show on the road. I hope Sam is waiting. Otherwise, it's going to be a long walk."

Just then, a group of vampires approached us from behind.

"Do the spell! I'll hold them off!"

Bobby cut his forearm with the Knife. I repeated the action and said, "Conjuncti sumus, unum sumus."

His soul was absorbed into my body and I screamed for Dean, "It's done! Let's go!"

Dean had just beheaded the second of the third attackers and yelled back at me, "Head for the portal! I'll be right there!"

"No way! I am NOT leaving you!" and I ran at him, brandishing the Angel Blade and the Knife.

The vamp had him on the ground. Seeing that bloodsucker's teeth anywhere near Dean's neck was enough to make my blood boil. I took the Angel Blade and stuck it through the vamp's chest, distracting it long enough for Dean to grab his Purgatory Blade and slice through its neck.

Dean stood, "You are absolutely insane! You could have been killed!"

"Leave now, argue later!"

We ran for the portal. Dean pushed me up the hill and we went through, hand in hand.

A/N: This is the last pre-written chapter I have in the pipeline but the next chapter is well on its way so there should be no delays.

Thank you all again for reading. It means a lot. Always Keep Fighting! Love y'all!