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Chapter Ten

Dean leant on Sam subconsciously as they sat against the wall. His vision went blurry occasionally.

Sam didn't say anything about Dean's injuries knowing that the second he did his brother would deny all wounds and stop leaning on him, which it was clear he needed to do.

Tony sat on Dean's other side, silently watching as the river of blood came closer and closer.

"She's coming." He whispered, and, as if summoned by his words, Molly graced the room with her presence.

Her pale fingers dripped blood, a dark smirk lit up her young face. "Miss me?" She asked, cocking her head to the side in that way only a two year old can do.

Dean snorted, "Haven't spoken to you in about ten minutes," he shot back, still leaning on Sam. "It was such a nice ten minutes, why'd you spoil it?"

"Because I have liars to kill." She replied.

"You only kill liars?" Tony asked.

"Yes, I only hurt liars and their families."

Dean smirked, a look of triumph appearing on his face. "Then you better kill yourself."

Molly stopped her gradual walk towards them and stared at him. "What?"

"You hurt me, yes?" Dean asked, indicating to the blood on his arm, trickling from a tiny little nick in his skin. Barely stinging little cut taken over the gaping holes.

Molly nodded.

"So you hurt someone who wasn't a liar?" He asked.

"But you lied to me!"

Dean shook his head. "I said I hunt the supernatural. I do."

Molly stared at him. "I lied?"

"You said you only hurt liars…honey, that's a lie."

Molly's eyes grew wide; she looked at the knife in her hand. "Liars must die." She whispered mimicking the words father used to say. The one rule in her house: Do NOT lie.

That's why she did this, why she accepted the offer to have eternal youth in order to kill liars. In order to remove them.

She turned her teary eyes to Sam, then to Dean, then to Tony. They stared back.

She shook her head, as though in denial. "I'm sorry." She whispered, a lone tear travelling down her face. "What have I done?"

She bit her lip, fingering her knife. Her end.

Then she stabbed herself through the stomach, and as she fell she whispered it again, looking for forgiveness before the end. "I'm so sorry."

Then she hit the ground, splashing into the blood of those who died before her. She gasped, then her dying breath carried words on sorrowful wings. "I never meant for this."

Blood poured from her body, mixing with that around her. So much blood spilt.

Too many wasted lives.

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