Dean woke first the next morning and slipped out of the room. He returned with fresh coffee and breakfast. He watched as the smell of the coffee brought Sam around. He smiled at his brother. "Peace offering?"

Sam looked up at Dean before nodding and taking the cup. "You know, no matter what I do, she will never stop looking, you know that?"

Dean just looked at Sam and rolled his eyes. "Don't want to hear it. Now eat we have work to do, or so you tell me." They finished their breakfast and went to go talk to the priest that saw the suicide.

Dean opened their door and sighed. "You know maybe there's nothing here. Maybe it was just a suicide and an asshole," Dean said as they walked in. Dean turned to close and lock the door just as the door across the hall opened.

"Ritchie?"

Hey, Dean...Winchester, right?" Ritchie said, Dean ushered him into the room. "Hey. How you doing, Family man?" Ritchie asked.

"I'm good. The wife and I just had a son. Ritchie this is my brother, Sam," Dean said. "Ritchie and I met on the job.. the ... that succubus, wasn't it?"

"Oh, man. You should have seen the rack on this broad," Ritchie said, showing just had big she was with his hand before he pointed at Dean. "And this freak over here wouldn't stop talking about his wife and little girl," Ritchie smiled at the memory. "Freakin' tragedy when I had to gank her," Ritchie finished.

"You? Please! This loser was about to be kibble before I showed up and killed the thing. So, Ritchie, what's going on around here, man?" Dean asked as they all sat down.

"Uh, no. I got nothing. Oh, wait a minute. You mean as in demons and whatnot?" Dean nodded. "No, I got nothing," Ritchie said. They talked for a bit on who it might be and Ritchie mentioned a Trotter and where he could be.

Lizzy was in the middle of fixing Lunch while the kids played nearby while Bobby was out in the firing range. Then she felt it, the Demon. She would say she was proud of her little girl because before Lizzy had even got into the living room, Abby already had her brother and was heading down to the panic room. Lizzy picked up one of the water guns she insisted be stashed around and went out to Bobby. She came upon him right when he shot the girl in the stomach.

"Ouch, that stings a little?" The Demon said.

"Are you ok Bobby," Lizzy said, trying the gun on the Demon and the Demon just scoffed.

Bobby cursed. "Damn it, I thought I had it that time." he turned and looked at Lizzy. "I'm fine, but this Damn thing still doesn't work... and it shying to the left."

"I was the one shot and she asks HIM if he is ok," Ruby bit out. Lizzy glares, ready to shoot the bitch with a face full of holy water. Ruby looked at Lizzy.

"Easy Tigress. I'm not here to hurt you or Bobby. And since your kids are on the no-kill list..."

"Then what are you here for?" Lizzy asked

"Peace on earth, you know... all that Jazz. Now...do you want me to help you out with that gun or not?"

"Really and why would you want to help...," Lizzy started before she lowered her gun, shaking her head. "You're Ruby, aren't you?"

"Oh has Sam been singing my praises?" She asked with a smile.

"Ruby. Wonderful. Alright WonderGirl, if you think you're such hot stuff. Fix the damn thing," Bobby said shoving the Colt at her then walking away to get the children. He stopped and turned to Lizzy. "I'm going to take the kids to the park, that alright?"

"That is fine," Lizzy said. Watching him walk off, thankful that the kids where getting away.

"Elizabeth Winchester, It is quite an honor to meet you, after all, you are a legend around my parts. Bagging a Winchester, seducing demons and so many Deals and you've managed to walk away without a scratch... well almost," Ruby said with a smile. Lizzy just glared.

"Are you going to fix the gun or not,"

"Yes... but can't I take a moment to talk to you, after all, I'm sure Dean would try to blow my brains out if he knew I was anywhere near you. I heard he can get quite Jealous, and vengeful," Ruby said, before looking at the gun.

"Can you help him?" She asked. "You keep string Sam alone with that..."

"Well there is a bigger picture here. It's quite larger than one man's Soul,"

"NOT TO ME! Can you do it or not?"

"No, but Sam can. When the time is right."

Dean and Ritchie said goodbye then he turned to Sam. "Let's check out this bar." They drove further into town and looked around. Dean was surprised at what he saw. They got out of the car and headed for the door. "I thought you said this was a boarded up old mining town."

"It is. At least, it's supposed to be," Sam said looking quite shocked at the people around before they headed into the bar.

They ran into Ritchie again and he pointed out Trotter and a few others then proceeded to tell them that he was hooking up with the lady bartender later. Dean rolled his eyes.

"Come on, there's no way a sleaze like Ritchie gets a girl like that. I mean look, that ass could fit on a nickel." Dean said. Dean appraised the girl and all things considered she was pretty enough but she couldn't hold a candle to his Lizzy.

"You think so?" said father Gil with a smile as he took a drink. Sam smirked at that.

Dean looked startled. "Father! I... uh... didn't see you. What... what are you doing here?" Dean asked.

"Knew you boys would find your way here. They all do," the Father said.

"Ahh what are you doing here, Father? I mean," Sam said, motioning around.

"Like it or not, you go where your flock is," the Father Gill said.

"Plus, the clergy drinks for free," said the bartender said, smiling at Dean.

"True and a certain bartender owes me a confession," Father Gill said.

"Not in this lifetime, Father." Casey said.

"I better see your butt on Sunday," Father Gill said, finishing his drink and started to get up, looking at Dean. "Nickel or no nickel."

"What can I get you boys?" Casey asked, giving Dean a smile.

"What's your specialty?" Dean asked giving her a smile back.

She grinned. "I make a mean Hurricane."

Dean smirked. "I guess we'll see." he said.

Sam raised an eyebrow at that. "You drink hurricanes?" Sam asked.

"Sure, why not?" Dean said. He turned around and looked at everyone in the bar. "Are you sure about this Sam? I no one here looks like they're about to kill someone."

"So are you taking Lizzy up on that offer? Because you sure are flirting with that Bartender," Sam asked, conversationally. Before Dean could say anything, Sam see's someone with a gun. "HEY!" Sam says, charging at the guy.

They both bolted for the gunman but they were too late. He fired shooting another man. He pointed the gun at himself but Sam got to him first stopping him from killing himself. Dean held the man kicking the gun away as Sam went to check in the man that had been shot. Dean couldn't believe what had just happened.

Sam had the holy water out, splash a little on the man, to get no reaction. Sam was quite surprised at that

"What are you doing? He slept with my wife. That bastard slept with my wife!" the man said, distort.

"Someone call 911!" Sam yelled and he saw the bartender calling. Then he saw Trotter giving him a look. Soon the cops and paramedics came, hauling one off in an ambulance and another in a cop car.

Lizzy watched as Ruby worked on the gun.

"Do you know where Bastion is?" Lizzy asked. Ruby smiled.

"Are we thinking of going on a revenge spree?" she said

"Does it matter, I thought you were on our side?"

"Well what do you think Dean will do to me if his little woman goes off and gets herself killed?" Ruby said.

"Just tell me, or I swear to GOD that when that gun is working I will use it on you," Lizzy yelled.

"Fine, do it if it gets you off, but then you will have no chance to save you hubby, will you?" Ruby said with a smile before turning back to the gun.

"What the Hell? So are demons possessing these people or not?" Dean asked as they sat watching the hussle of the cops.

"Just looks like it humans... but that doesn't mean that demon's aren't pulling the strings. I mean, look at this place, something has got to be up," Sam says. A cop comes up to them and says he wanted a picture for the paper. When he walked off Sam turned to Dean.

"I think it's time to go," Sam said.

Dean nodded. "I think you're right." They left the bar quickly and headed back to their motel room. Dean showered first, dressed then slid under the covers of his bed. He decided to call Lizzy while Sam cleaned up. The phone went straight to Lizzy's voice mail.

"Damn," Dean muttered. He left her a message and the brother slept.

It was about midday and the boys sat in the bar. Dean looked at his phone in frustration. "I told him he was going to get himself killed."

"Can't get a hold of Ritchie?" Sam asked, looking at his own phone for a moment. Sam was trying to be discreet but Dean had been noticed the texts that Sam had been getting most of the day. Sam slipped his phone back into his jeans. "You can go search for him if you want... But I want to tail this Trotter guy," Sam said

"Alright just be careful." Dean said as they split up.

Sam went to tail Trotter and found out he wasn't a Demon. Sam left with more questions than answers. Maybe there wasn't a demon in this town, despite what Lizzy had told him.

Dean sat at the bar waiting for Sam when a woman approached him. "I have to tell you," she said. "Every woman in here just wants to eat you up."

Dean forced himself not to roll his eyes at her. "I'm flattered," he said.

"Normally I charge $400 a night, but I tell you what..." she leaned in close to his ear. "Why don't we call it an even deuce and get the hell out of here."

Dean looked at her and let the light glint off the silver of his wedding band. "What do I look like?" he said.

The woman scoffed. "What do I look like? Cheepskate." with that she walked off.

The bartender laughed as she turned around. "Did I just hear you get rejected by a prostitute?"

"Nah," Dean said with a smile. "I just told her I had a thing for the bartender."

"Who says the bartender's available?" she asked.

"Hmm good point. You got a thing with a short dark haired gut wears a sweatshirt?"

"Who?" she replied.

"Hehe, so what do you say I buy you a drink. When's your shift over?" Dean asked.

"Why wait, when we can go now?" She got her coat and they left the bar together.

Sam went back to the Bar to tell Dean but couldn't find him. He asked the Barman where he was.

"Um, you remember the guy I was with last night? We sat right here." Sam asked.

"The big hero who jumped on Reggie."

"Yeah, yeah. The - the big hero. Right. Um, have you seen him around at all today?"

"Maybe. Depends."

"D-depends on what?" The barman raises an eyebrow.

"Oh, my, does everyone around here have their hand out?" Sam said before slipping the guy some money.

"He left with Casey about an hour ago."

"Really?" Sam said a little shocked at that. Dean must have had his reason, and they better be good.

"Yeah really," They talked a bit more before he paid the man more money and got her address.

Dean followed the girl to the cellar of the old mansion. They bantered back and forth for a bit and when she turned away crossing the room to light the candles he stopped.

"Ritchie was a friend of mine by the way. After I realized he wasn't going to answer I tracked the GPS chip in his phone. So I came up here earlier. Gave him a proper Hunter's burial. Better than rotting in some Skank's basement."

Her eyes went black and she charged at him only to hit an invisible barrier. Dean laughed and moved the rug aside to reveal the Devil's trap.

Sam search Casey's apartment to find nothing. He was just about to be leave when he got a call.

"Hey, where are you?"

"About an half an hour out, Any luck on finding those Demons? Lizzy said.

"None, are you sure Ruby told you there were two here?" Sam asked. "Because... I'm not finding any."

"Well when I get there, I can help you with that. How is Dean?" She asked. She was still pretty upset her husband, but something where just more important than that.

"Ahhh I'm not sure." Sam lied.

"You lost him?" Lizzy said.

"I'm not sure, but I will hopeful have him located before you make it in," Sam said.

"Fine, and Sam... good luck," Lizzy said.

"Thanks," He said before hanging up. He saw something catch his eyes. Sulfur by the window. 'Shit' he thought as he hurries out.

Dean started the exorcism ritual and the demon closed her eyes summoning a wind that eventually blew the book out of his hands. Then she buried it under a pile of rubble from the collapsed entrance. He tried to do it from memory but he just couldn't remember. After a few biting comments back and forth; they began to talk. She told him that humans were corrupt and that all it took was the suggestion of a few select businesses and the town happily destroyed itself. She told him that that was why they were going to win.

"And I thought it was the meek shall inherit the earth," Dean said.

"That's what your bible says. It's just a book, Dean. What because it's God's Book?" she scoffed. "Do you believe in God, Dean?"

"I don't know... I want to," Dean said. He surprised himself to realize that was true.

"Well, I don't see you and your God doing such bang up job. Well now it's our turn. Humans aren't the only ones with Higher Power," she said.

"You have a god?" Dean asked.

"Yes, he's Lucifer."

"The devil?"

"His name means Light-Bringer and he was once the most beautiful of God's Angels. Until God told him to bow before humanity and he refused and God banished him. How do you feel bowing to lower creatures?" she replied.

"Lucifer is actually real?" Dean couldn't seem to get passed that.

"No one's actually seen him but, I have faith and one day he will return." She stated simply.

"Speaking of downstairs... What's it like?" he asked.

"What Hell?" Dean nodded. "Oh that's right you booked a one way pass with that deal. Was your family worth it?"

"Every second of it."

"Let's see if you are singing that same tune a year from now."

A/n: Just noticed that my breaks weren't showing up anymore. should have them corrected from now on, sorry if it made it harder to read sometime.