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Inside Bobby's house.

Bobby takes out a map and lays it on the table. "Well, I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means."

"What is it?" Sam asked, frowning at Bobby.

I am sitting between Sam and Dean, drinking a glass of whiskey. Hell, it's too early in the morning to start drinking, but I needed it.

"Demonic omens… like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle deaths. Lightening storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here," Bobby points to Wyoming on a map. "Around here, all except for one place… Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" Dean replied.

"Yeah. That one area's totally clean—spotless. It's almost as if…"

"What?" Sam asked, getting to the point.

"As if the demons are surrounding it?" I say, looking at Bobby. He nodded.

"But you don't know why?" Dean asked, glancing at both of us.

"No, and by this point my eyes are swimming. Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you could catch something I couldn't."

"Yeah, sure." Sam says, pulling the map towards to himself.

"Come, Dean. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug' em in."

"Yeah."

I knew Bobby didn't have the books in the truck so I glanced at Sam as he poured over the map. "Hey, I'll be right back."

Sam nodded, not even looking at me.

I took my glass and put it in the sink before going out after them.


In the junkyard.

Dean and Bobby are walking in there. Bobby stops and turns to face Dean.

"You stupid ass! What did you do? What did you do?!" Bobby pushes Dean. "You made a deal… For Sam, didn't you? How long did they give you?"

"Bobby."

"How long?!"

I had arrived in time to hear Dean's reply. "One year."

"Damn it, Dean." Bobby replied and I frowned in confusion, watching them.

"Which is why we gotta find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch. That's why I'm gonna kill him myself. I got nothing to lose now, right?"

Bobby grabs Dean by the collar. "I could throttle you!"

I ran over to Bobby. "Bobby, stop!" I grabbed one of his arms. He ignored me and continued holding on to Dean's collar.

"And send me downstairs ahead of schedule?"

Bobby lets go of Dean and I gasped softly, finally figuring out that he made a deal with the demon to bring Sam back. I backed away. I couldn't breathe and tears came to my eyes as I listened to Bobby and Dean.

"What is it with you Winchesters, huh? You, your dad. You're both just inching to throw yourselves down the pit."

"That's my point. Dad brought me back, Bobby. I'm not even supposed to be here. At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? It's like my life could mean something."

I couldn't say a word.

"What? And it didn't before?! Have you got that low of an opinion of yourself? Are you that screwed in the head?!" Bobby grabs Dean again.

Dean started to choke up. "I couldn't let him die, Bobby. I couldn't. He's my brother."

"How's your brother gonna feel when he knows you're going to hell? How'd you feel when you knew your dad went for you?"

"You can't tell him. You can take a shot at me. Whatever you got to do, but please don't tell him."

Bobby begins to cry, grabbing Dean's chin. Suddenly there is a clank from a distant part of the junkyard. Bobby grabs me and we crawl to the side of a car. Then they grabbed the intruder. Once they have her by the shoulders, they recognize her as Ellen.

"Ellen?" Dean asks, looking at her. Ellen nods. "Ellen. Oh, God."

I moved from their side to Ellen and hugged her tightly. "I thought you were dead." I whispered and Ellen glances at them over Emma's shoulder. "Me too."


After we hugged, we stood in silence, all of us staring at each other. Bobby was the first to speak.

"Ellen, why don't we step inside and talk to Sam? I'll make you a glass of Whiskey." Bobby says, noticing the unspoken tension between me and Dean.

"That'll be great, Bobby. I needed it after what happened to the Roadhouse."

Bobby nodded and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, walking away from us.

As they went inside, I then took a glance at Dean. He had his hands stuffed inside his pockets and shuffled around uncomfortably as we stood in silence.


Dean's POV

Emma took a glance at me then looked away. She knows now that I made a deal with the crossroad demon. We stood in silence until she clears her throat.

She glances at me with her gray eyes. "So, from what I can understand, you made a deal with a demon so Sam could come back. Is that correct?"

I nodded and she lets out a scoff. Emma crosses her arms and looks down on the ground for a while, and then looked back up at me. I saw all the emotions ran through on her face. There's anger, sadness, betrayal, and grief.

My stomach clutches with guilt when I saw unshed tears swimming in her eyes. "Emma…"

I whispered and she shook her head, holding up her hand at me. "Don't." She says through gritted teeth.

I shut my mouth until she took a deep breath, then laughs quietly.

"You're just like your dad…. Willing to die for Sam. How do you think he's going to feel when he finds out that he's going to lose you like he did with his dad? It's going to kill him. It's going to him feel guilty that you had to go and do this, damn it!" Emma lets out a sob, but held herself back.

"You didn't even think about us. You didn't even think about Bobby. Bobby loves you like you're his own son. You saw how he reacted when he saw what you had done. Damn it, Dean, you didn't even think about me. I don't even want to see you die in a year, Dean!"

Emma's tears continue to fall down and she shook her head, pressing her hand to her mouth.

"Emma, I had to. I couldn't even lose Sam! I failed to protect Sam! I had to!" I felt my voice cracking, but I held my emotions back.

"I don't even fucking care, Dean! We were there for you! We were going to help you to grieve for Sam but no! No… no…. You had to go and sell your fucking soul to the demon. You're going to Hell, you know? That's what kills me…. Knowing that you're going to be tortured in hell and I won't be able to help you, to protect you from the pain. I failed to save you like I did with John. I knew that he had already done it before he died and I should have stopped him but it was too late."

Emma sobs quietly and puts her hands on her hips, still shaking her head.

"You know…. When I met you guys, from that day forward, you guys became my family. Now I have to lose you? I can't lose you, Dean. I have lost everything in my life. I lost my parents…. Meg…. John. When we lost Sam, I thought to myself: I lost a brother. He was like a brother to me and now Sam is back, and I am in joy to see him walking around, Alive. Only I didn't realize that you were the one that brought him back….. Oh god. If I could rewind everything back, I would have gone and met with the demon so you could have him back and you guys could continue to save the world. That's what I would have done in your place."

Emma stops crying and stood there, lost in her thoughts. She then glances at me one more time and I felt my heart stop for a moment when she says her last speech.


Emma's POV

My emotions were all over the place…. Anger, Sad, Guilt, Denial, and Grief. As I let out my anger and grief at Dean, I stopped crying suddenly and stood there, lost in my thoughts.

I then glanced at his beautiful green eyes.

"You know… I never stopped loving you, Dean." I sigh heavily and bit back my trembling bottom lip. "So…. I love you. Now you know that…. I am going to walk away and let my mind to process of what happened in the last 48 hours. I know that I have done everything to protect you guys and god knows that I've tried. Excuse me." I whispered the last sentence and started to walk away.

Dean stood there with tears in his eyes as I looked back over my shoulder.

As I went back to my private place near the tree, I broke down again and let it all out. I bent down with my head in my hands, sobbing hard.

"Why!" I screamed, standing up again. I could feel the rage growing inside me. I started to pant heavily from anger.

I raise my hand at a broken branch on the ground and it slowly went up in the air before it bursts into flames. I sigh heavily out of relief as I could feel the pain and the anger going away as I used my new power.

I discovered that I had another new power a couple months ago on a hunting trip and I practiced every day to learn how to use it. What kind of powers did I have if you wonder? I have super strength, could run faster than anybody else, I could levitate things and throw anybody without touching them. Now I could do anything to burst into flames. It sounds so scary, but it's part of who I am and I had to learn how to control them.

As the branch burst into flames, I let my hand down and the branch fell back to the ground, still burning.

I sighed heavily and lean against the tree, staring into the flames. As I processed everything that had happened in the last 48 hours, I became angrier as the flashbacks ran through my mind:

Seeing the roadhouse burnt down, Ash's body discovered, saw Sam being stabbed, killed Jake with my hands, Sam's death, Sam's back, discovering Dean's deal with the demon.

As the last flashback ended, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. Suddenly I heard something rustling behind me and I turned around quickly. Nobody was there. I searched around me and there was nothing… any sign of anybody there. I still had the feeling that someone was watching me, but I couldn't see anything.

"Anybody who is watching me, you need to back the fuck away from me." I say out loud to nothing, searching the forest.

I wave my hand at the burning branch, causing the flames to go out and I walked away, still feeling the eyes on me.


Well, that was intense... Emma finds out that Dean made a deal and Dean didn't know how she was going to react. Please leave a review. :)

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