EPILOGUE

Dean hated snow. More so, he hated driving the Impala through snow. Classic cars just didn't do well in these weather conditions, but lately he didn't have anything better to do. No jobs were surfacing, Sam wasn't around anymore, and Dad had dropped off the map again. He was bored. That's what he told himself, anyway.

Parking Priscilla away from the jumble of cars near the front of the building in the parking lot, Dean got out, foregoing locking the doors, and headed for the front entrance. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked gingerly over the frozen ice. No need for a broken ass, he mused.

Dean opened the large wooden door as quietly as possible and stepped inside. He made no move to walk any further, deciding instead to hang in the back. He was never one for church or God. He was looking for something – someone – specific.

He looked through the sea of Southern church-goers and spotted the gray head near the front. Janelle. No one had answered the door at her house and he knew there was really only one other place she could be: church. Who wouldn't find God after the ordeal she'd gone through?

She was safe, and that was what he'd come to see for himself. She was safe and well and awake, for that matter. Dean felt himself smiling and nodding as he glanced down at his car keys.

"Take care of yourself, Janie," he whispered, glimpsing one last time at Janelle before leaving the church through the huge wooden door, which slammed this time behind him.

Janelle jumped and glanced over her shoulder toward the door, which was now closing. She thought maybe she recognized the presence back there, but didn't think too much of it, and returned her attention to Father Reese at the podium. She looked down at the fingerless black gloves Dean Winchester had given her and then she looked up at his father, John Winchester, sitting next to her. He glanced down at her and smiled warmly, fatherly, and Janelle wrapped her arm around his.

She didn't like who she was – who she'd become – but she was happy some part of Dean and Sam was with her to help her find her way.

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Thanks for reading. It's been a long year, but I'm glad I finally finished this. It's been viewed over 12,000 times and you have no idea how much I appreciate that.

Also, I've decided I'm not ready to let Dean and Sam go, or Janelle, for that matter, so I'm writing a sequel. I know a lot of you are opposed to sequels and think stories should just be left alone, but there's a lot of things that were left unanswered in this story and a lot of places these characters could still go, so I'm going to write it.

Sequel Tidbits: "What Is, and What Should Never Be". An apocalypse. Janelle's new job. Dean's trip to Hell where he will attempt to conquer the nine circles only to find out damning information about himself and his brother. A death. Appearances by John Constantine, Angel (and company), and others.

I hope you'll stay tuned for the sequel!