Emily's eyes danced around the room, as she frantically searched for her mother. Her eyes quickly fell on Alayna who still lay on the floor. Alayna's eyes connected with Emily's and Emily gasped in shock at her appearance. Alayna constantly gasped for air, as blood ran over her lips, and her body convulsed with pain. Alayna looked terrible and Emily knew she had come at the right time.

"Leave my mommy alone." She shouted loud and aggressively, as she stomped her foot. She pointed her tiny finger at Abaddon. She was full of anger now. She didn't like the sight of some demon standing on her mother. She grunted, as she let the anger flow through her body. And she felt it, that same old familiar feeling slowly growing in the pit of her stomach. She let it spread through the rest of her body, as she slowly balled her hand into a fist.

Abaddon shot her eyebrows up in surprise that a small child would talk to her like that. She smirked, as she took her foot off of Alayna. She turned her body around and stared Emily up and down. She took in every aspect of the little girl, who bravely stood before her.

"Ah, so you're the so-called King's daughter. This is very interesting." She said, as she ran her fingers across her chin. Emily just smiled sweetly at her and giggled. Abaddon immediately scowled at her and took a step toward her.

"What's so funny, child?" She snarled angrily, as she raised a hand. She was getting ready to throw Emily across the room, but suddenly pain wreaked havoc through her body. She instantly dropped her hand and held it over her heart. She was stunned at the pain she felt. Her heart fluttered uncontrollably, as her breathes hitched in her throat. It felt like a lightning bolt bouncing off her insides. She cringed, as the pain progressively got worse. She brought her hands to her stomach and loudly cried out in pain.

"What's so funny is you're going to die." Emily said softly. She contorted her face into a scowl, as she slowly brought her balled up fist into the air. She squeezed her finger nails into her palm and huffed. She remembered what she did with Cain, but this time she added more pressure. She wanted Abaddon to suffer more than him. She wanted Abaddon to die the most horrific death she could imagine.

Abaddon immediately sank to her knees; the pain was too much for her. She violently banged her knees hard on the concrete floor and screamed loudly. Her scream reverberated through the whole room, but Emily didn't falter. She kept going. The pain got progressively worse for Abaddon, as she panted for air. It was getting harder and harder for her to breathe. It felt as if her heart would beat out of her chest and it hurt with every heart pump.

"What the hell are you doing to me, kid?!" She gasped out and Emily just chuckled. Emily's eyes quickly flashed to red and she gritted her teeth. She was very angry now and she couldn't hold back her destruction.

"My daddy taught me a few tricks." She snarled with attitude and Abaddon's face sank. She quickly shook her head back and forth. She could feel herself slowly dying, but she didn't believe it. She couldn't believe that some child was about to kill her and then she remembered the blade.

"But you can't kill me only the blade can, Child." She gasped out, as blood began to run from her eyes and nose. Emily shrugged her shoulders and took a step toward Abaddon. Emily's brought her face, as close to Abaddon's as she could get. She grinned as she put more pressure into her fingers and Abaddon cringed again.

"You should ask Cain how he's doing, but oh wait! You can't, because I killed him." She said with malice and Abaddon cringed once more. The pain got much worse for her, as she was brought onto all fours. Blood pooled on the ground, as it dripped straight from Abaddon's mouth. Abaddon now gasped for air, as her airway was cut off. She felt her essence dying. She knew it was the end for her.

"Goodbye, Abaddon, we won't miss you." Emily whispered, as she snapped her fingers. Abaddon's body immediately exploded into a million pieces. Chunks of her body and blood splattered in every direction, but mostly hit Emily. Emily sighed, as she looked down at her clothes. She was covered in blood from head to toe and the only things that were visible were her hazel eyes.

"Emily!" Alayna gasped desperately, as she reached a hand out for her. Emily immediately repressed the energy inside her and ran to her mother's side. She grabbed onto Alayna's hand and looked down into her eyes with worry.

"Emily, baby, you need to get somebody. Something is really wrong with me and, baby, hurry!" Alayna said quickly, as her body constantly twitched with pain. Emily shook her head up and down. She understood the urgency in her mother's voice. She knew she needed to find someone, hopefully her daddy. She knew he could fix this with the snap of his fingers.

"Yes, mommy, I will." She said softly. Alayna gave her a halfhearted smile and nodded. Her eyes began to glaze over, as she stared up at Emily. Tears escaped Alayna's eyes, as they cascaded down her face. She could feel her heart weakening and she knew it was time, but she tried to hold on. She knew she needed to hang on for Emily and for Crowley. She didn't want to leave them behind.

"Emily, I love you, you never forget that, ok?" Alayna said softly, as Emily nodded. And without a warning Alayna abruptly closed her eyes. Her hand went limp in Emily's hand, as her head sunk into the floor. Alayna's body quit moving all together and her breaths became shallow. Emily whimpered, as she looked around the room.

"Help!" She yelled, as she looked around the room again. She furrowed her eyebrows, as her eyes scanned the room. She knew her daddy had to be around here somewhere and then she saw him. Her eyes widened, as Crowley's body was slumped against the wall. She immediately got up and ran toward him. She bent down in front of him and slapped his face lightly.

"Daddy!" She yelled loudly. But he didn't move an inch; he just continued to stay still. She couldn't get him to stir and it frustrated her. She instantly frowned and slapped him hard in the face again.

"Daddy!" She yelled even louder, but nothing. He wouldn't move. Tears began to form in her eyes, as she felt hopeless, and her heart sank. Everybody in the room was on the floor unconscious and she didn't know where Sam was.

He had been with her, but demons aggressively stormed the building. They came from everywhere and Sam said he had to kill them. He told Emily that he had to go to save them. He had to leave her in the small room they were in. He had to do it to protect her and the only reason she came into the room, was because she heard Alayna scream. She knew she needed to go in there and save her.

"Emily!" Sam shouted, as he entered the room. Emily turned her head and stared at Sam. She widened her eyes, as he held a knife in his hand and looked battered. Blood lined his shirt, his breaths were quick, and his hair was disheveled. It looked like he had fought a lot of demons in a short amount of time.

"Uncle Sam!" She yelled back, as she ran toward him. His eyes widened, as he stared at her appearance. Blood lined every aspect of her little body and he gasped. He furrowed his eyebrows, as she ran toward him. The only reason he could tell it was her, was because her eyes stood out.

"Emily, what the heck happened? Why are you all bloody? Are you ok?" He shouted frantically, as Emily stood in front of him. He knelt down eye level with her and she sighed.

"I'm fine, but it's mommy. I think she's dead." She said shakily, as her lip quivered. She quickly pointed to Alayna who was still on the floor. Sam gasped, as he saw the sight of Alayna. Blood had pooled around her body and it appeared, as if she wasn't breathing. Her complexion had turned pale and almost looked gray.

"Where's Dean?" Sam asked Emily, as he ran over to Alayna. He quickly stuck his fingers on the side of her neck and looked down at the floor in sadness. He didn't feel anything and he knew. He knew in that moment, that she was dead. Sam bit his lip, as he looked up at Emily. He didn't want to go through this, especially with Emily standing in the room. And he knew they were too far out of town to call an ambulance. He needed Cas or Crowley to bring her back to life. He needed them to save her.

"Over there." Emily shouted back, as she pointed to the corner of the room. Sam looked to where she pointed and nodded his head. Dean was still in the same position. He was laid out on his back, as the blade rested near his body. He could see there were slight scratches along Dean's forehead were he had hit the wall.

"Emily, have you seen Cas or your Dad?" He asked calmly, as he tried to keep his composure. Emily pointed to the back of the room.

"Daddy's over there and I haven't seen Cas." She said softly, as she started walking toward Sam. Sam sighed, as he looked back toward Crowley. Crowley was still passed out and slumped against the wall. Sam raised a hand and pointed toward Emily.

"Emily, stay over there. I need you to go and find Cas, right now." He said sternly and Emily raised her eyebrows.

"Why stay here? What's wrong with mommy, Sam?!" She yelled frantically, as a tear escaped her eye. She shook her head back and forth, as Sam pointed to the door.

"Go. Find. Cas. NOW!" He shouted sternly and Emily's lip quivered uncontrollably. She began to sniffle, as she shook her head.

"Fine." She retorted through a sob and tried to run out of the room, but was stopped. Her little body collided with Castiel's leg and he placed his hand on her head. Emily looked up with tears in her eyes and slowly backed away. He stared into the room and eyed Sam, as he hovered over Alayna's body.

"I am here, but I can't get in." Cas said, as he stood outside the door. Cas awkwardly looked toward the ceiling, as he narrowed his eyes. He eyed the sigil that blocked his entrance and pointed toward it.

"I'm going to break it." He stated, as a crack started to form through the sigil. He quickly walked into the room with Emily hot on his heels. She followed him like a lost puppy dog, as she sobbed uncontrollably. She had never felt so lost in her life. Her mother was her best friend. She was the only one who had been constant in her life and she loved her. She didn't want to lose her. Emily's little heart was breaking.

"Emily, stay!" Sam yelled again, as Cas approached him. Sam looked up at Cas, as he kneeled beside Alayna. Emily abruptly stopped and frantically wiped her tears away.

Sam looked into Castiel's eyes and sighed. "Cas, she's dead. You have to bring her back." Sam whispered very quietly so Emily wouldn't hear. Castiel nodded his head and placed his hands on her arms.

"I'll try, Sam." Castiel said back, as he closed his eyes.

Dean groaned from the corner of the room, as he rolled his body over. He grimaced in pain, as he brought his hand to his forehead. He looked at his finger and noticed the blood. He quickly wiped it onto his jeans and looked up at the scene in front of him.

His eyes widened, as Castiel and Sam hovered over Alayna. He quickly panicked, as his eyes fell on the large amount of blood on the floor under her. He pushed his body up off the floor and started walking toward them. His head pounded with every step he took, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of Alayna.

"Mommy." Emily said through a sob, as she took a step toward Alayna. Dean noticed her, as she sobbed by herself and came up behind her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her and shook his head.

"Come on, sweetheart, she'll be fine." He said softly, as he pulled her bloody body into his. She buried her head into his shoulder and cried loudly. Dean intensely stared at Sam with worry. He needed to know what was going on or what happened. They finally made eye contact and Sam shook his head.

Dean knew what that meant, he knew deep down. He knew Alayna was dead and it was tearing him up. He had always promised her that he would never let anything happen to her. And there she was, dead on the floor. And Dean being Dean, instantly blamed himself. If he could have just gotten to Abaddon quicker, if he could have just been sneakier. He could have done it, he could have stabbed her.

Dean turned his head, as he heard a groan from the back of the room. He bit his lip nervously, as Crowley stirred. Crowley threw open his eyes and ignored his pain, as he pulled himself to his feet. He brought his hand up to his head, as he scowled. His eyes scanned the room, as he looked for the one thing he wanted. The one person he needed to be ok and then he found her.

"Alayna!" He shouted frantically and Dean sighed. He knew this was going to be bad. He stared at Crowley, as he approached Alayna's body. His face immediately fell into a panic and he fell dramatically to his knees. He ignored the pain of the concrete floor connecting with his knees and gasped in horror. He saw the blood that lined the floor underneath her body and he saw the paleness of her skin.

"Bloody hell, is she?" He asked frantically. He slowly grazed his fingers over her outstretched leg and sighed. He looked over at Sam and made eye contact with him and he saw his sad eyes. He saw the tears that threatened to spill out. And Crowley knew deep down in his gut, that he had let her die. He instantly began to blame himself; he knew his plan was stupid. Why did he even go through with this?

Sam instantly shook his head, but didn't utter a word. He didn't want to answer him too soon, because Castiel was working on her. Castiel continued to try and bring her back to life. Castiel sighed, as he pressed his fingers into her and he felt it. He slowly pulled away and shook his head.

"It is done." He said simply, as his eyes scanned the room.