The final chapter is here! I'm actually sad that this is over. I liked this story very much. But please let me know what your favourite part of it was. I always like to ask that :) Thank you for your reviews DSCWin and Reading-Stories-Only. This chapter is really short because it's like an all-is-well-that-ends-well kind of chapter.

Dean and Sam were putting their duffels into the back of the Impala. It was the day after the performance and they thought they should head leave now that the case was done for sure. They both slept deeply that night, Dean wondering how those girls managed to do this all the time and were still standing.

"So, I did a little looking and think I've put it all together," Sam said as he carried his duffel bag to the car "Guess who went to visit her cousin straight after ballet class?"

"Angie," Dean said, beginning to get Sam's thoughts "And she didn't happen to have her bag with her, did she? Which just happened to contain the pointe shoes she was going to wear at the performance?"

"You got it," Sam said as he put his bag in the boot "And then they get forgotten in the classroom and that's the first time Ellie gets attacked. She takes them home and dies. And I think I worked out the part about the blood, too. I don't think Joyce created those injuries. She just took advantage of ones that happened and made them more severe."

"Right," Dean agreed "Kelly cut her finger while reading and was so stupid she couldn't stop it, so she killed her. But when Ellie somehow managed to stop the bleeding of her cut, she couldn't do anything, so she disappeared."

They were almost done now. They closed the boot and were about to hop in and drive to the nearest city for coffee when they heard the familiar voice of a brown haired police officer's daughter named Becca. "Cool car!"

She and Angie had come to say goodbye to them.

Becca had her hair in a ponytail again and she was wearing a black singlet and a pair of jeans. Angie's hair fell onto her shoulders and she was dressed in a white knee length dress. She had a necklace with a silver charm on.

"It's a shame you can't stay for today's performance too," Becca said "Everyone loved you."

"The world needs rescuing," Sam told her "And we're the ones it called for help."

"Oh, here," Dean opened a bag and pulled out a pair of pointe shoes he'd spray painted red that morning. He gave them to Angie. "To make up for the ones I burnt," he said and gave them to her.

Angie took them and smiled. "I think these will live in a dark closet," she said "And next time, I'll stick with the dog." Dean smiled at her.

"Come here, Giselle," he said and scooped her into a hug. He hugged Becca next and Sam did the same.

The first bars of 'Smoke on the Water' interrupted the moment and Dean pulled his phone out of the pocket. He checked the caller ID. Cas. "Hey, Cas, what's happening?" he asked as he answered the call. His face turned serious after a short time. "Got it," he said "We're on our way." He hung up.

"Cas is at Bobby's," he told Sam "They found something that looks like Lucifer." Sam nodded and they opened the Impala's doors.

"See you, ladies," Dean said to Angie and Becca "And always remember, before you do something, think that it might cause a catastrophe."

The two dancers burst out laughing and waved at them as they hopped into the car and Dean started the engine. Soon, the car was moving and it wasn't too long before it was out of their sight.

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Well that was it. Thank you guys for being on this journey with me. I hope I'll see you again soon and make sure you tell me what your favourite part of the story was. Fare thee well. Muah!

-Elektra Elentari