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Isabeau is leaving Roy's home, walking down the steps as she sees Layla and her mother are waiting to go in.

"Isabeau, hey." Layla greets her.

Isabeau smiles at her, surprised to see Layla, "Hey."

"How you feeling?"

"I feel good. Cured, I guess. What are you doing here?" Isabeau asks her.

Layla sighs, "You know, my mom, she wanted to talk to the reverend."

Sue Ann comes onto the porch, "Layla?"

Layla smiles, walking away from Isabeau and up the steps to Sue Ann, "Yes, I'm here again." Isabeau stays and watches on.

Sue Ann shakes her head, "Well, I'm sorry, but Roy is resting. He won't be seeing anyone else right now."

Mrs. Rourke, Layla's mother, looks up at Sue Ann, distraught, "Sue Ann, please. This is our sixth time, he's got to see us."

"Roy is well aware of Layla's situation. And he very much wants to help just as soon as the Lord allows. Have faith, Mrs. Rourke." Sue Ann says.

Sue Ann goes inside and Mrs. Rourke stares then turns, looking at Isabeau.

Isabeau stares back at her, confused.

"Why are you still even here? You got what you wanted." Mrs. Rourke asks her, frustrated.

"Mom. Stop." Layla begs.

Mrs. Rourke shakes her head, "No, Layla, this is too much. We've been to every single service. If Roy would stop choosing these strangers over you. Strangers who don't even believe. I just can't pray any harder."

"Layla, what's wrong?" Isabeau asks, concerned.

"I have this thing…" Layla hesitates.

Mrs. Rourke explains, "It's a brain tumor. It's inoperable. In six months, the doctors say..."

Layla puts a hand on her mother's shoulder, stopping her.

Isabeau sighs sadly, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Layla gives Isabeau a comforting smile.

Mrs. Rourke slowly, stares into her daughter's eyes, "No. It isn't." She turns to Isabeau, "Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?"

Mrs. Rourke walks away. Layla takes a deep, shaky breath and follows her down the stairs.

Isabeau watches them go then turns to look back at Roy and Sue Ann's house.

"I ask myself that everyday." Isabeau whispers to herself.

Isabeau enters their motel room, throws her keys on the bed and takes off her jacket, tossing it aside. Sam and Dean are sitting at the table, Sam is at the laptop and Dean is flipping through some papers.

She notices that Dean is now wearing her rosary the way she wears it; wrapped around his right wrist. She was gonna have to ask for that back sooner or later, but for now, she let him wear it, "What'd you find out?"

Neither Sam or Dean look at her, "I'm sorry." Sam says quietly.

Isabeau blinks, "Sorry about what?"

"Marshall Hall... died at 4:17." Sam tells her.

Isabeau looks at them, stunned, "The exact time I was healed."

Dean nods, "Yeah. So, we put together a list of everyone Roy's healed, six people over the past year, and we cross-checked them with the local obits. Every time someone was healed, someone else died. And each time, the victim died of the same symptom LeGrange was healing at the time."

Dean hands her a few papers and she sits down on the chair in between them, "Someone's healed of cancer, someone else dies of cancer?" She asks.

"Somehow. LeGrange...he's trading a life for another." Dean says.

Isabeau shakes her head, placing the papers down, "Wait, wait, wait. So, Marshall Hall died to save me?"

Sam looks at her, upset, "Isabeau, the guy probably would've died anyway. And someone else would've been healed."

Isabeau fumes, getting up from her seat, "You never should've brought me here."

Sam watches her, tears in his eyes, "Beau, we were just trying to save your life."

Isabeau turns to both of them, eyes glowing a fiery orange, "Some guy is dead now because of me."

Dean sighs, and bites his lip, "We didn't know."

Isabeau stares at them, her eyes stop glowing and runs her hands through her hair. This went against everything she stood for. She fought for saving the lives of others, not trading them so she could live.

But, she reminded herself that both of them didn't know and if they did, they wouldn't do it to respect her wishes.

"The thing I don't understand is how is Roy doing it? How's he trading a life for a life?" Sam asks.

Isabeau shakes her head, "Oh, he's not doing it." She says, walking back over to them, "Something else is doing it for him."

"What do you mean?" Dean asks.

"The old man that Rebecca and I saw on stage." Isabeau says.

She smiles bitterly, "I didn't wanna believe it, but deep down we knew." Isabeau says, referring to her and Rebecca.

"You knew what? What are you talking about?" Dean asks.

Isabeau places her hands on the table, leaning on them, "There's only one thing that can give and take life like that."

Sam and Dean look at Isabeau, confused.

At that moment, Rebecca appears in the room, looking distraught. The three turn to her surprised to see her.

Rebecca nods at Isabeau, confirming what they both thought.

Rebecca looks over at Sam and Dean, "We're dealing with a reaper."

Sam, Rebecca, Isabeau and Dean are sitting at the table, all of them looking through piles of research.

"You really think it's the Grim Reaper? Like, angel of death, collect your soul, the whole deal?" Sam asks Isabeau.

Rebecca chuckles and so does Isabeau. "No no no, not the reaper, a reaper. There's reaper law in pretty much every culture on earth, they go by 100 different names, there's more than one of them." Isabeau explains.

"But you said you saw a dude in a suit." Dean asks, confused.

Rebecca raises a brow at him, "What, you think he shoulda been working the whole black robe thing?...You said it yourself that the clock stopped right? We Reapers stop time. And you can only see 'em when they're coming at you which is why we could see it and you two couldn't."

Sam blinks, "We Reapers?" He repeats what Rebecca says.

Rebecca leans back in her chair, glancing at Isabeau, "Now can we tell them?"

Isabeau laughs, "Rebecca is half witch, half reaper. She partially does the job of a normal reaper. You know, gilding souls to the afterlife. She does it here and there and… it's also why Rebecca was at the hospital."

Isabeau sighs when Sam and Dean look at her upset, "Rebecca is my assigned reaper."

Rebecca shrugs, "I'm hers and all the other girls. Have been since we became friends."

"But, if people can only see reapers when they're coming for them to lead them to the afterlife… then how can we see you?" Sam asks.

"Well, that's because of my witch side. Unlike other reapers, everyone can see me. Regular reapers choose if humans can see them or not." Rebecca explains and then tilts her head, "Plus, reaping is not my day job; it's hunting."

Dean nods, "Gotcha… The question is, how is Roy controlling the damn thing?"

Rebecca shrugs as they look at her, "No clue. Reapers are just given assignments. We can't choose who dies and who lives, we just guild souls."

The four fall into silence.

"That cross." Sam says.

Isabeau looks at him, "What?"

"There was this cross, I noticed it in the church and I knew I had seen it before." Sam takes out Isabeau's tarot cards and shuffles through them.

He snorts and holds up a card to the others, "Here."

Dean leans in to take the card, "A Tarot?"

Sam shrugs, "It makes sense. A tarot dates back to the early christian era right, when some priests were still using magic? And a few of them veered into the dark stuff? Necromancy and how to push death away, how to cause it?"

Dean furrows his brow, "So Roy's using black magic to bind the reaper?"

"If he is he's riding the whirlwind. It's like putting a dog leash on a great white." Sam says, putting the card back and handing it to Isabeau.

Isabeau rises to put her cards back in her bag, then walks back to lean against the wall facing the others, "Ok, then we stop Roy."

"How?" Sam asks. Isabeau bites her lip, not knowing what to say.

"You know how." Dean comments from his seat.

"Wait, what the hell are you talking about Dean, we can't kill Roy." Sam says.

"Sam, the guys playing God, he's deciding who lives and who dies. That's a monster in my book." Dean says.

Isabeau sighs, "No. We're not going to kill a human being, Dean. We do that, we're no better than he is."

"Ok, we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death. Any bright ideas?" Dean asks everyone in the room.

Rebecca sighs, "Ok. uh...If Roy's using some kind of black spell on the reaper, we gotta...figure out what it is. And how to break it."

The impala bounces down the badly graveled and potholed road again, passing a sign that says Service Today. They park and exit the impala.

"If Roy's using a spell, there might be a spell book." Sam says.

"See if you two can find it." Isabeau says.

Rebecca looks down at her watch, "Hurry up too, the service starts in fifteen minutes. We'll try to stall Roy."

The man from before, holds out a leaflet to Dean, "Roy LeGrange is a fraud. He's no healer."

Dean takes the leaflet, "Amen Brother."

Sam takes one as well, "You keep up the good work."

"Thank you." The man says.

Sam and Dean head in the opposite direction of the tent while Isabeau and Rebecca head toward the tent.

Roy comes down the stairs, assisted by Sue Ann on one arm, a dark haired man the other. Sam and Dean watch them leave from the corner of the porch.

Sam and Dean climb in a window and start searching the house. They walk into what seemed like Roy's office. Dean looks around the desk and Sam looks on the bookshelves.

Sam pulls out the only book that doesn't have dust on the shelf in front of it; Encyclopedia of Christian History. He flips through it, finding nothing, then realizes there is another, smaller book, hidden on the bookshelf behind the larger one. Inside is a picture of a skeleton reaper, and on another page the wooden cross he saw earlier in the tent.

He flips through and also finds newspaper articles about the people who died. The one that died for Isabeau was an openly gay teacher, the woman jogging an abortion rights advocate. He finds a third clipping about Wright, the man handing out leaflets in front of the tent.

Inside the church tent, Isabeau and Rebecca are walking slowly up the side aisle. Isabeau pulls out her phone as it rings and picks up, "What have you got?"

"Roy's choosing victims he sees as immoral. And I think I know who's next on his list. Remember that protester?" Dean asks.

Isabeau's brow furrows, "What, the guy in the parking lot?"

"Yeah. Yeah, We'll find him. But you can't let Roy heal anyone, alright?" Dean says.

Isabeau huffs and hangs up. Her and Rebecca move further toward the front of the tent.

Dean nods at Sam and shoves his phone back in his pocket. Him and Sam start searching the car park.

Roy smiles out into the crowd, "Layla. Layla Rourke. Come up here child."

The crowd bursts into pleased applause. Layla, stunned, looks around then rises to hug Mrs. Rourke, "Mum."

"I love you." Her mother says with a smile.

Isabeau sighs, "Oh man."

As Layla passes her, Rebecca grasps her arm, "Layla, listen to me. You can't go up there."

Layla looks at her confused, "Why not? We've waited for months!"

"You can't let Roy heal you." Rebecca whispers

Layla shakes her head, "I don't understand, Roy healed Isabeau didn't he? Why can't you let him try?"

Isabeau moves closer, whispering, "Cause if you do something bad is going to happen. I can't explain. I just need you to believe us."

The three girls stare at each other and Sue Ann stands waiting, holding out her hand, "Layla."

"Please." Isabeau begs.

Layla stares at the hand Sue An is offering, then turns back and stares at her mother, who is standing ringing her hands. Her mother nods at her. Layla looks at Isabeau and Rebecca, and shakes her head, "I'm sorry."

"Layla. Layla!" Isabeau calls as Layla walks away.

Sue Ann smiles and puts her arm around Layla to take her to the stage, "Dear child!"

The crowd continues to clap happily.

"You deserve this." Sue Ann says softly as they reach the stage.

Rot takes Layla's hand, "I knew the Lord was planning. I knew it was just a matter of time."

Isabeau and Rebecca, frustrated, move back to stand near Mrs. Rourke who is crying and covering her face with her hands.

"Pray with me friends." Roy addresses the crowd.

"I hope you're ready." He says to Layla.

She smiles softly, "I am."

Roy is about to lay his hands on Layla, who looks enraptured.

Isabeau and Rebecca move to the back of the tent, they share a look and nod at each other. "FIRE! Hurry, tent's on fire!" They call out to the crowd.

Layla opens her eyes and looks toward the crowd. Everyone starts to rise and evacuate.

Mrs. Rourke moves towards the stage, "NO! No, please. Please don't stop. Reverend, please, please! Please don't stop, please!"

Isabeau and Rebecca watch helplessly.

"Friends, if you'd all just leave the tent in an orderly fashion...and we'll, uh, and we'll figure out what's going on out there and we'll come back." Roy addresses the crowd.

Isabeau pulls out her phone, "We did it. We stopped Roy."

Sam is holding his phone to his ear as he, Dean and the man, David, look around. "David, I think it's ok." Sam tells him.

David looks around at Sam and Dean, nodding, then turns back. The reaper is in front of him.

"No!" David exclaims, falling to the ground.

"Isabeau it didn't, reaper's still coming!" Sam exclaims.

"What?" Isabeau asks.

"I'm telling you, I'm telling you it didn't work. Roy must not be the one controlling this thing." Sam says.

"Then who the hell is?"

Isabeau and Rebecca look around and spies Sue An beside the stage, facing into the corner and reciting, "Sue Ann." Isabeau says to Sam before hanging up.

Her and Rebecca run to her and spins her around. She gasps and stops reciting, reaching down to hold a cross on a chain around her neck. It is the same as the wooden cross Sam saw earlier.

Sue Ann stares at Isabeau and Rebecca, while tucking the cross inside her blouse, "Help! Help me!"

The girls back away, nodding and staring at Sue Ann like they shouldn't have expected anything better. Two cops grab the both of them roughly and pull them away.

Two cops manhandle Isabeau and Rebecca through the entry. They shake them off as soon as they are outside and Sue Ann follows close behind.

Sue Ann shakes her head, "I just don't understand. After everything we've done for you. After Roy healed you. I'm just very, very disappointed Isabeau."

The girls stare at her, saying nothing.

"You can let them go. I'm not gonna press charges. The Lord will deal with them as he sees fit." Sue Ann leaves.

The cops turn to Isabeau and Rebecca, "We catch you two round here again, we'll put the fear of God in you, understand?

Isabeau presses her lips together, "Yes sir, fear of god. Got it."

The cops give them one last push and they turn to find Layla waiting for them, "Layla?"

"Why would you do that? And it could have been my only chance." Layla asks them.

Rebecca shakes her head, "He's not a healer."

"He healed you." Layla tells Isabeau.

Isabeau bites her lip, "I know it doesn't seem fair, and I wish I could explain. But Roy is not the answer, I'm sorry."

Layla shakes her head sadly, "Good Bye Isabeau… Rebecca."

She walks away and Rebecca and Isabeau then turn to watch her.

Layla turns back, "I wish you luck. I really do."

"Same to you." Isabeau's voice cracks.

Layla turns to walk away again.

"You deserve it a lot more than me." Isabeau says under her breath.

Layla walks away past where her mother is talking to Roy and Sue Ann.

"Private session tonight, no interruptions. I give you my word, I'll heal your daughter." Roy says to Mrs. Rourke.

Isabeau and Rebecca walk past behind them to where Sam and Dean are waiting. All four of them overhear.

"Thank you reverend. God bless you." Mrs. Rourke says.

"So Roy really believes." Sam asks, sitting on one of the motel beds. Dean is sitting on the other.

Isabeau walks past him, "I don't think he has any idea what his wife's doing."

"Well, we found this." Sam hands the little book to Isabeau, Rebecca looks over her shoulder, "Hidden in their library. It's ancient. Written by a priest who went dark side. There's a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper."

"Must be a hell of a spell." Isabeau says.

"Yeah. You gotta build a black alter with seriously dark stuff. Bones, human blood. To cross a ine like that, a preachers wife. Black magic. Murder. Evil." Dean says.

Isabeau flips through the book, "Desperate. Her husband was dying, she didn't have anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy."

"Cheating death," Sam chuckles, "...literally."

Rebecca shakes her head, "Yeah but Roy's alive, so why is she still using the spell?"

Dean nods, "Right. To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral."

Isabeau sighs, "May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work."

"We gotta break that binding spell, Isabeau." Dean says.

Isabeau looks at the picture of the cross in the book and shows it to Rebecca, "You know Sue Ann had a coptic cross like this. When she dropped it the reaper backed off."

"So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?" Dean asks.

Isabeau shrugs, "Maybe both. Whatever we do we better do it soon, or he's healing Layla tonight."

The impala rolls in next to the tent and stops. "That's Layla's car. She's already here." Sam says.

Isabeau nods sadly, "Yeah."

Sam looks back at Isabeau in the back seat, "Isabeau…"

Isabeau doesn't look at him, "You know if Roy woulda picked Layla instead of me she'd be healed right now."

Dean turns to look at her, "Isabeau, don't."

"And if she's not healed tonight, she's gunna die in a coupla months."

"What's happening to her is horrible. But what are you gunna do? Let somebody else die to save her? Dean said it himself, you can't play God." Sam says.

Isabeau sits without speaking, then gets out of the car. The others follow. They approach the tent and peek inside. Roy is speaking to a small group of the faithful, including Layla and her mother.

"Gather round, please everyone, gather round. Come in closer, come on up." Roy commands.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Rebecca asks.

"House." Sam says.

All of them move to the house. "Go find Sue Ann, we'll catch up." Isabeau orders Sam and Dean. She lightly shoves them towards the house, away from her and Rebecca.

"What are you gunna...?" Dean asks as she shoves them away.

Isabeau and Rebecca peak over, spying the two cops from earlier coming down the stairs. They glance at each other and smile, "College days?" Isabeau asks.

Rebecca nods, "College days."

Sam and Dean share a look, 'college days?'

"Hey!" Isabeau shouts.

The cops look over.

"You gunna put that fear of God in me?"

The cops drop their coffee and run at Isabeau and Rebecca, who take off.

Sam and Dean watch as the two girls run away with the cops behind them. "Now I'm curious." Dean comments.

Sam chuckles, shaking his head, "First parties and now this." As soon as they're gone Sam and Dean run up the stairs and check around the house. It is in darkness.

Dean turns back, confused, then spots light emerging from the cracks of the outside basement entrance.

Isabeau and Rebecca silently creep up beside a camper van. The cops are on the other side with flashlights.

"You see him?" One cop asks.

The other shakes his head, "Nah."

Sam and Dean move toward the basement entrance, opens the doors and slips inside.

Rebecca slowly rises next to the passenger window of the camper van, looking behind her, a large dog jumps at the window, barking wildy and she and Isabeau leap back.

On the other side of the van the cops shine their lights underneath, then in at the dog who is still barking.

"Psycho mutt."

The cops move on, as Isabeau and Rebecca stick their heads over the roof of the van. They look around tensely, then sag against the roof.

Isabeau looks over at Rebecca, "Bringing you back?"

Rebecca looks over at her with a smile, "College days were great. This has got to be the what, seventh time getting away from cops?"

Isabeau scoffs, "I think it's more like eight."

Sam and Dean move quietly through the basement to a candlelit altar littered with parts of dead animals, blood, horns, and even more.

There is a photo in the middle of Isabeau, taken from the security camera the first time they were in the tent, before she was healed. Her face has been crossed out with what looks like blood.

Dean picks up the photo, and looks down at it furious.

"I gave your friend life and I can take it away." Sue Ann says from behind them, startling them.

Furious, both brothers tip over the table the altar is on, then runs at Sua Ann, but she is already up the stairs. She closes the hatches and secures it with a beam. Sam and Dean stretch to push against them and keep trying.

"Sam, Dean, can't you see? The Lord chose me to reward the just and punish the wicked. And your friend is wicked and she deserves to die just as Layla deserves to live. It is God's will." Sue Ann says.

The brothers turn to survey the room. Dean pulls a block of wood off of the wall.

"Goodbye Sam, Dean."

Dean takes the block of wood and smashes out a small boarded up window.

Isabeau and Rebecca are heading toward the tent when some lights go out. They stop, looking behind them, and watch the line of lights lighting the path go out one by one.

Isabeau turns back to see the reaper walking toward her.

Rebecca stands in front of Isabeau, blocking the reapers path, "Back off."

With a wave of the reapers hand, Rebecca is flung to the side, onto one of the parked cars.

"Becca!" Isabeau exclaims.

The reaper places his hand on the side of Isabeau's head, causing her to grunt out in pain.

Inside the church Layla is sinking to her knees, and outside Isabeau is doing the same. She screams out in pain as her eyes glaze over.

Sue Ann is reciting, holding up the cross. Sam appears with Dean behind him and grabs the cross and throws it aside, breaking a glass bottle of blood.

The reaper stops what he is doing and looks up and Isabeau falls to the ground gasping.

Sue Ann falls to her knees beside the blood, "My God, what have you done!"

"He's not your God." Dean says.

Sue An looks up and see's the reaper. He smiles at her.

Terrified, she rises and turns to run, but the reaper is there. He places his hand on her head, her eyes glaze over and she falls to her knees.

After a moment, still smiling, he allows her to slip to the ground where she convulses once, twice, and dies. The reaper watches, looking satisfied.

Leaving her lying there, Sam and Dean turn and go to look for Isabeau and Rebecca.

Isabeau and Rebecca make it back to the impala just as the brothers approach.

"You ok?" Dean asks as Isabeau leans against the impala.

She shakes her head, "Hell of a week."

"Yeah...All right, come on. We should get going." Sam says and all four of them enter the car.

Isabeau sits on the bed, leaning against the headboard, staring at nothing. Rebecca is sitting at the table, staring at her, concerned and Dean is sitting across from Isabeau, concerned as well.

Sam watches her, putting his clothes away in his bag, "What is it?"

Isabeau glances up at him, "Nothing."

Sam waits a few seconds, "What is it?" He asks gently.

Isabeau rubs at her wrist, "We did the right thing here didn't we?"

"Of course we did." Dean reassures her, taking her hand in his own.

Isabeau looks down at her rosary that hasn't left Dean's wrist the entire time, "It doesn't feel like it."

A knock at the door makes everyone turn to look at it. Isabeau let's go of Dean's hand and heads towards the door, "I got it."

She opens the door and smiles softly. It is Layla, "Hey Layla. Come on in."

Layla returns the smile, walking in, "Hey."

Rebecca quickly rises, "How did you know we were here?"

Layla glances at Isabeau, the two made up over the phone prior, "Isabeau...called. She said you...wanted to say goodbye?"

Rebecca glances at Isabeau, who is at the door, looking sheepish.

"Uh, we're," She waves over Sam and Dean, "gunna...grab a soda."

Sam and Dean walk out the door first, both hiding their smiles and Isabeau leaves with them, closing the door behind her.

The three walk outside, into the motel parking lot. Isabeau takes a seat on the trunk of the impala, Dean sits next to her and Sam stands across from the two of them. True to Isabeau's word, they did get drinks and they talked.

Isabeau sighs, "You know, even though I accepted that I was gonna die… A part of me was begging for you guys to find a way. And you did."

Sam smiles sadly at Isabeau, "Not the way you liked though."

Isabeau shrugs, "You're right, I didn't like it. But, what's done is done. Can't change it now."

The three sit in silence.

Dean places his drink on the impala and unwraps Isabeau's rosary from his wrist. He looks down at it before holding it out to Isabeau, "I think this belongs to you."

Isabeau smiles, taking it and wrapping it around her right wrist. She didn't feel so vulnerable anymore, "Thanks, it looked like you enjoyed having it."

Dean shrugs, leaning back on his hands, "Eh, I was just holding it for you until you wanted it back." Sam and Isabeau shake their heads. They both knew that Dean wasn't to let go of it until he was sure Isabeau was fully back with them.

"So… you feel fine? Everything back to normal?" Sam asks.

Isabeau thinks about it for a moment, "Think so. Haven't tested out my fire since Roy 'healed' me." She pauses and then smirks, "Maybe it's time for a test drive?"

She hops off the impala with a smile and walks a little ways away from him. The two smile at her, "What are you gonna do?" Sam asks.

Isabeau's eyes glow a fiery orange, "Something I haven't done in a while." And with that, Isabeau's body shifts into a floating ball of fire.

Dean blinks in surprise, "Woah."

The floating ball of fire, that is Isabeau, starts to fly around Dean and Sam with a trail of flames following behind. Dean and Sam smile in awe as she flies around them.

The ball of fire stops in front of them and in a small burst of flames, Isabeau returns to her original form and smiles.

"That was awesome." Dean comments with a laugh.

"You turned into a literal ball of flames. That's incredible." Sam says.

Isabeau shrugs, "Years of practice. Being an elemental means I can be the actual element. It's fun."

"Playing around again?"

The three turn to see Rebecca walking towards them with a smile. Isabeau smiles and the two embrace in a hug, "How'd it go?" Isabeau ignores Rebecca's question and instead asks her own.

Rebecca pulls away and shrugs, "As good as it could've gone."

Isabeau nods, understanding, "You gonna head back?"

"Um, I think I'm gonna stick around." Rebecca says.

Isabeau raises a brow at her, "Really."

Rebecca nods, "Yeah, I, uh…" She chuckles, "I put in a request to be assigned to Layla."

Isabeau blinks in surprise, "Oh…"

"Yeah, I think she deserves to see a familiar face when the time comes."

"I think that's a good idea. But make sure to go home, the girls will be on your ass just like mine." The girls laugh, pulling each other into one more hug.

"Be good." Rebecca says while walking away.

"No promises!"

Rebecca vanishes into thin air once again, leaving the three by themselves. Isabeau shakes her head, and hops back onto the trunk.

"So, college days?" Dean starts.

Isabeau groans, "Oh no. College days are stories for another day."

"What? Why?" Sam asks with a smile.

"I just… college days were full of fun, but also filled with many tough times. I just want to live in the now. With you two. The past can wait." Isabeau explains.

Isabeau leans over, kissing Dean lightly on the cheek. She then gets up and does the same to Sam. Both brothers stare at her; is now the right time?

Dean glances over at Sam, having a silent conversation. Not, yet. Even though they almost lost her, Sam wasn't ready yet, almost, but not yet. Dean respected that.

What three of them didn't know is that someone from Isabeau's past could soon possibly throw a wrench into Sam and Dean's entire plan to tell her how they feel.

It was a hurdle that was going to be difficult to get over.

This took me forever! This episode got me so upset that I had to have stand up comedy playing in the background while writing to get me going. Next one I feel is going to be even more difficult. But I'm trying! Hope you guys enjoyed!