Authors Notes: Alright, so I decided I would actually make this into four parts only because I plan to put more detail into the 6 months later bit. Btw I will have Gabriel in a lot more for later chapters. Instead of Mystery Spot being the last episode he's in until Changing Channels. You'll find out later as to why exactly, too. Anyways, on with part three! =)

Gabrielle sat in the booth at the diner researching on her laptop about Dexter Hasselback as she used the wifi, she didn't know how many more Tuesday's she could take. She figured she'd probably been through over a hundred, she watched Dean die every possible way; choking on his sausage, slipping in the shower, poisoned by a taco, electrocuted by his razor, she accidentally even killed him with an axe as she tried to tear down the Mystery Spot, he was even shot by an arrow, and mauled by that Golden Retriever they contentiously walked by every Tuesday.

Every. Possible. Way.

And she could never stop it, no matter how hard she tried, Dean always died and then she would fall on the floor of the motel room again and the day would start all over. She tried researching, but couldn't find anything on that as to what was making this happen to her. She just didn't know how many more she had to go through.

"Hmmm." Gabrielle said, as she read through the police report while the others ate their breakfast, Sam although stopped eating and turned to look at her to hear what she was about to say, "This police report says that Dexter Hasselback was...or, well...is a professor. Although, that's not exactly all what he is..." She trailed off.

"What is he?" Dean asked, as he stuff his mouth with food.

Gabrielle looked over at him, slightly disgusted, then shook her head, "Well, I talked to his daughter, alright? Apparently the dude was quite the quite the journalist, I mean, he's got columns in magazines, a blog..." She trailed off, "He writes about tourist attractions." She explained more, "Mystery spots, UFO crash sites, he debunks them. The guy's put at least four places out of business."

"Let me see that." Sam said, motioning towards the laptop, pushing his finished plate of food to the middle of the table, then Gabrielle handed him over her laptop and he read through it, then he huffed, "Dexter Hasselback...truth warrior."

Dean half laughed, "More like a pompous schmuck, you ask me." He commented.

"Yeah, he's so full of himself. I read everything the guy had written." Gabrielle spoke up, crossing her arms.

Sam blinked, then he lifted his head up and looked over at Gabrielle, "How did you research all of that?" He asked, squinting his eyebrows.

Gabrielle leaned over, closing her laptop, "Not important, let's go." She said, then she grabbed her laptop, putting it in her bag, and got up from the booth. Liz drank down the rest of her orange juice before moving out of the booth. Dean laughed and Gabrielle turned to him, "What's so funny?"

"I just, it's just funny, you know, I mean, this guy spends his whole life crapping on Mystery Spots and then he vanishes into one. It's kinda poetic, you know, just desserts." Dean commented, Gabrielle just nodded, then looked over to the bar table to see the man who had been sitting there finished plate, noticing that he had strawberry syrup. She noticed something off, the guy had maple syrup the last Tuesdays she's been through, then he suddenly has strawberry?

Liz turned around, seeing that Gabrielle was staring at the finished plate, "Elle, what's wrong?" She asked.

Gabrielle looked around, towards the window and watched the guy walk down the street, "That guy has had maple syrup for the last hundred Tuesday's I have been through and now suddenly he changes it to strawberry?" Gabrielle commented, seeing that nothing else ever changed but now that just did.

"It's a free country. Man can't choose his own syrup, huh? What have we become?" Dean spoke, a slight chuckle.

Gabrielle just turned to look at him, "Dean, nothing ever changes here. Nothing. Ever. Except for me."

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Gabrielle grunted as she hit her face on the floor once again, for once Dean didn't actually die, that was one good thing, but now she knew she had to find out about the man who had changed his syrup.

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"Yeah, no doubt about it, you're dealing with a Trickster." Bobby said, as Gabrielle talked to him on the phone while the others got ready.

"Figured much, never hunted one before but from what I've heard they're annoying bastards." Gabrielle replied, as she skimmed through a webpage on her laptop as she sat at the table in the room.

"I helped Sam and Dean with one before and they are, trust me. Anyways, I gotta get off here, Robby just woke up and is cryin' up a storm." Gabrielle chuckled at Bobby, "I'll talk to you later girl."

Gabrielle nodded, running a hand through her hair, "Yeah, okay, thanks." She said, before she took her phone away from her ear and closed it, then put it up to her lip, sighing, and putting it on the table. She heard about Tricksters before, she helped a few fellow hunters with research once, she thought she'd check up with Bobby just encase, see what he also knew.

"Hey, Elle!" Gabrielle looked up, hearing Sam call her. Him, Dean, and Liz stood by the door waiting for her, "You coming or what?"

"Yeah! I'll catch up in a minute, just go a head!" She waved off, giving them all a smile. Dean just shrugged and turned around, Liz following him in salute, but Sam stayed there and Gabrielle sighed, "Sam, you can go. I just need to do a few things, okay?" She assured him, Sam sighed and then turned around, closing the door behind him and leaving the room. Gabrielle smirked, then closed her laptop and walked over to her and Sam's bed, leaning down onto the ground and then pulling out from under the bed a wooden stake she had been hiding. She grinned, then looked around, spotted a bag on a table in front of her laptop and she got up, walked over to it, and then put the wooden stake in the bag then hid it in her jacket under her arm before leaving the motel room and catching up with the others.

It didn't take long for Gabrielle to catch up with the other three, they hadn't walked far since Liz complained about walking too fast and it tired her out easier now because of the baby. When they got to the diner, Gabrielle didn't order anything, she just kept an eye on the man who was eating pancakes as he sat at the bar stool. She had already tried to explain to the three what was going on, how she had been reliving the same Tuesday over and over. Sam, obviously believed her, although Dean and Liz were still confused at how that could even be possible because they didn't remember a thing, "So you think you're caught in some kind of what, again?" Dean asked, as Gabrielle just watched the man eat.

"I told you, now eat your breakfast." Gabrielle ordered, a little fast and sternly, turning her head to Dean and then turning it back to watch the man eating pancakes, who now finished his food and got up to leave.

"Elle, are you okay, or-?" Liz asked, a little worried about her sister, but Gabrielle didn't answer her and she got up, pulling out the bag she had hidden, "Dean, move!" Liz ordered, pushing Dean out of the booth as the both of them saw Gabrielle pull out the bag and leave, Sam was already on her trail. Dean groaned, moving out of the booth and then pulled out his wallet, leaving a tip on the table before running after Liz, Sam, and Gabrielle.

"Elle, hold on there!" Sam called for her, running up, soon enough catching up next to her. He put his hand on her shoulder, but she quickly shrugged it off and then she ran up to the man she had been keeping an eye on and grabbed him, turning him around forcefully, "Elle!" Sam yelled at her, seeing her pull the wooden stake out of the bag and putting it up to the man's neck as she pinned him up against the fence.

"Oh my god, Elle!" Liz yelled, seeing was her sister was doing and ran up behind her, Dean following.

Sam tried to move Gabrielle off of the man, but she shrugged him off against, "Sam, leave me alone! You don't know what this guy really is!" Gabrielle yelled at him. The man looked scared, then again, wouldn't you be too if someone had you pinned up to fence with a wooden stake up to your neck?

"Oh my god, please don't kill me." The man pleaded for his life, while Gabrielle stared him down.

"Gabby, let go of that man!" Liz ordered her sister, as she stood at the side.

"Um, Elle?" Dean asked, darting his eyes from the man to Gabrielle, trying to figure out what the hell had cracked inside Gabrielle to do this.

"It took me a while, you thought you could just continue to fool me, didn't you? Oh, but I know what you are now." Gabrielle said, then she chuckled evilly. Sam, Liz, and Dean just stood there, not knowing what to do and what was going on with Gabrielle.

"What?" The man asked, thinking that Gabrielle was insane and a complete wack job. His eyes near the stake as Gabrielle held it up to his neck.

"Oh, come on, going after pompous jerks, giving them their just desserts. Wasn't that hard to figure you out, if you had wanted to use someone who wouldn't, you should've used my sister." Liz just squinted and turned to glare at Gabrielle for saying how less intelligent she was.

"Yeah, sure, okay." The man said, as he nervously looked back at the stake.

Liz reached her arms a little out, "Um, Elle...maybe you should let-"

"No!" Gabrielle yelled, looking over at glaring at Liz who stood back and then she looked back over at the man, "I've gone through nearly over a hundred Tuesday's and I've watched Dean die in every single one! I'm not gonna let him continue to do this to me!" She said, as she held the stake up closer to the man's neck, almost about to pierce his skin.

"Elle, or whatever your name is, my name is Ed Coleman, my wife's name is Amelia, I got two kids, for crying out loud I sell ad space-"

"Shut up! Don't lie to me! I know what you are, now why are you doing this to me?!" Gabrielle breathed heavily, before the man grinned and morphed into his actual self, The Trickster. Sam and Dean's eyes widened and even so with Liz...because this was the man she remembered having a drink with at the bar that time when they fought the Changeleng.

"Gabe?" Liz asked, Sam and Dean quickly turned their heads to her and then back at The Trickster or er-Gabe.

The Trickster looked over at Liz and smiled, "Hey there Liz, see you've been holding up since our last chat." He gave her a cocky smile and then turned back to Gabrielle, "You really want to know why I'm doing this to you, Ellie?"

"Don't call me that!" Gabrielle yelled, pushing The Trickster up more against the fence, "Now, I ask you again, why are you doing this to me?"

"Well, at first I'd thought I'd do something to those two chuckleheads you've been running around with, seeing as they almost tried to kill me last time, but then I thought...why not you?" The Trickster gave Gabrielle a grin, while she just coldly stared at him.

"And Hasselback, what about him?" Dean decided he would bring up and ask.

"That putz? He said he didn't believe in wormholes, so I dropped him in one." The Trickster answered, then laughed menacingly.

"So you think that's its fun, just killing Dean over and over?" Gabrielle asked, still glaring at The Trickster.

"One, yes. It is fun. And two? This is so not about killing Dean. This joke is on you, Ellie. You think you can save Dean, but you can't." The Trickster then looked over at Sam, Dean, and Liz, "None of you can."

"Alright, then I'll just kill you now and it'll all end!" Gabrielle said, pulling the stake up into The Tricksters neck but not enough to go through.

"Oh-oh, hey, whoa! Okay. Look. I was just playing around. You can't take a joke, fine. You're out of it. Tomorrow, you'll wake up and it'll be Wednesday. I swear."

"No, you're lying." Gabrielle shook her head, not wanting to believe The Trickster for a second.

"If I am, you know where to find me. Having pancakes at the diner."

"Na uh, it'll just be easier to kill you right now." Gabrielle said, as she pulled the stake back and in the air about to slam it into The Trickster.

"Sorry, Ellie. Can't have that." The Trickster said, as he snapped his fingers before Gabrielle could put the stake through his neck.

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"Gotta get back in time!"

Gabrielle shot her eyes open, hearing Back In Time by Huey Lewis and the News play from the radio next to her on the table. She blinked a few times, then squinted an eyebrow and sat up in the bed, looking over to the radio, "Come on, Elle, you gonna just lay in bed all day or what?" Gabrielle looked over to Liz who had her arms crossed, leaning up against the wall, "All of us are already halfway ready, you aren't."

Gabrielle tilted her head to the side, then she looked back at the clock radio to see that it said WED, not TUE for once. She gasped, then turned back to look at her sister, "It's Wednesday?"

Liz looked at Gabrielle in confusion, "Um...yeah, it's Wednesday. What did you sneak yourself to drink last night?"

Gabrielle smiled, shaking her head, "You don't wanna know."

"Hey, Elle, will you turn that thing off?" Gabrielle looked up, over to Dean who stood at the bathroom entrance brushing his teeth, "I'm tired of that song." Dean ordered her, Gabrielle just nodded and got out of the bed.

"Dean, isn't this the most beautiful song you ever heard?" Gabrielle asked, as she got out of the bed.

Dean just shook his head, "No. How many Tuesdays did you have?"

Gabrielle shrugged, "I lost count." She answered, then she looked around for Sam, seeing he wasn't in the room, "Where's Sam?"

"Your lover boy went to go get Lizzie something from the diner before we left, seeing as she woke up craving for some pie."

Gabrielle smiled, rolling her eyes at Dean calling Sam her 'lover boy', then she half laughed at how the baby had Liz already craving pie. She sighed, "Guys, what do you remember at all?" She asked, a little bit curious to see if The Trickster had wiped their minds or something, looking over from Dean back over towards Liz, who shrugged.

"Not much." Liz replied, looking over at Dean, Gabrielle did so as well.

"I remember you were pretty whacked out of it yesterday and then I remember running into the Trickster. But no, that's about it." Dean answered, before they turned their attention to the door as it opened and Sam walked in with a bag in his hand which held the food that Liz had made him go out and get.

Sam looked over towards Gabrielle, giving her a smile and walked up to her, "Morning." He greeted, bringing her into a kiss while Dean and Liz just rolled their eyes.

Liz cleared her throat, making Sam and Gabrielle pull apart, "Um, Sam, the food?"

Sam rolled his eyes, nodding his head, "Yeah, yeah, I got your pie here." He said, handing the bag over to Liz as she smiled, "Can't believe it, kid's already like his father." Sam huffed. Dean had to grin seeing that his child was already starting to take after him by making Liz crave for pie.

"Alright, well let's get everything packed and get out of town." Gabrielle said, turning over to the table in the room and grabbing her jacket and putting it on over her black tank top.

"No breakfast?" Dean asked, he didn't see as to why Gabrielle wanted to get out of town so quickly. Then again, she'd been acting all kinds of weird since yesterday.

Gabrielle turned around, as she slipped on her jeans, "No breakfast."

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Liz handed Dean over his duffel, letting him pack it into the Impala's trunk, before he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him, but before they could kiss they turned their heads hearing someone walk up and Liz gasped seeing Cal holding a gun up to them, "Lizzie, back!" Dean immediately pushed Liz back and stood in front of her and held up his hands.

"Gimme your wallets." Cal ordered them, a little shaky.

"Whoa whoa whoa, buddy, just relax." Dean tried to plead with Cal, then he turned his head back to Liz, "Lizzie, go!" He ordered her, Liz back up and nodded, about to make a run for it.

"No!" Cal yelled, pointing the gun over to Liz as she tried to run off back to the motel room, since she couldn't go over to the Trans Am because she would've had to go past Cal. Dean quickly turned his head fast to Cal, reaching out at him as he watched Cal's finger pull the trigger.

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"Sam, you ready?" Gabrielle asked, pulling her duffel up and draping it on her shoulder and then turned to Sam but the two were soon enough brought to the attention of two gunshots going off in the parking lot. Sam turned his head quickly towards Gabrielle, then she threw her duffel onto the ground, running out of the room with Sam and then down the motel's exterior stairs. Gabrielle gasped and stopped at the steps seeing both Liz and Dean on the ground, Dean was on his side, Liz was face flat a few feet away from him. Sam ran over towards Dean, Gabrielle over towards Liz, although Liz winced as Gabrielle helped pick her up and then reached her hand over and grabbed her shoulder that was bleeding once Gabrielle helped her sit up.

Gabrielle took her jacket, curling it up and handed it to Liz, pressing it on her shoulder to try and stop the bleeding by putting pressure on it, "Liz, Liz, what happened?!" Gabrielle asked frantically.

Liz shook her head, trying to get everything through her head since it happened so fast, "We-uh-we were packing the stuff up in the Impala and then that guy-" Liz stopped, turning her head quickly around to where Sam had Dean in his arms. Gabrielle looked up, seeing the site, and seeing that Cal had shot Dean right in the chest, he didn't get out as lucky as Liz had. Gabrielle shook her head, this wasn't suppose to have happened. They were suppose to have stopped Dean's death, it wasn't suppose to happen again. She closed her eyes, hoping she'd wake up back in the motel room again, but when she opened them she was still where she was at, sitting on the asphalt next to Liz and looking over at Dean as he laid dead in Sam's arms as Sam cried. Liz then turned to Gabrielle, her eyes full of tears. Gabrielle frowned, then brought Liz in close to her letting Liz cry into her chest.