Waking up wasn't like I had expected it to be. I was extremely warm and all I could smell was a storm of sweets. I hugged the pillow, getting a light chuckle in response. Since when did pillows chuckle?

I opened an eye, finding that it wasn't a pillow. " 'Mornin Sunshine." The cheery voice of Gabriel sung out.

Then last night all came back to me. We kissed, ate lots of candy and joked around a bit. Nothing further than kissing though. I smiled up at him, "Morning."

He replied with his own cheesy grin, "Pancakes?"

"Shower first." I replied without thinking.

He wiggled his brows, "Never thought you'd ask."

I rolled my eyes at the angel, pushing my self up and off the bed. Collecting some clothing for the day, then heading for the shower. Turning at the door to see him smirking. "If I catch you in here I will stab you."

His face dropped a bit, but only slightly. And today I wasn't nearly blinded. That was a bonus. But today was also the day we'd confront the Devil.

It didn't take me long in the shower, nor did it take long for me to get dressed. Dressed in the last thing they would have seen me in. Jeans, my usual boots and the coat I never went anywhere without.

I exited the bathroom to see a mountain of pancakes waiting. Gabe was sitting at the other side of the table, already munching on his own stack.

I sat at the spare seat, taking a few off the stack. Plopping some butter and syrup on them.

The only thing I was really wondering about, was if this was going to be my last meal. 'Cause if it was, it was pretty awesome. They tasted great, not like the take out ones I was use to by now. But piping hot, with the edges having that odd crisp bit. To sum it up, it was heavenly.

And I wouldn't be surprised if Gabriel snapped them up. Breakfast was quiet. When I finished, he snapped his fingers and it was all clean.

"So..." I started.

"You don't have to do this Bells." Gabe stated, as if there were another way this could all go down. But if there was, wouldn't he have said something by now?

But he had. To the Winchesters. To the boys. And they failed. They failed because I'd shown up and messed everything up. "No, I have to. I'm the only one who can now."

"You can run away."

"Like you did?!" I snapped. He looked wounded when I said that. "Sorry. But I have to do this."

He sighed, talking weakly. "I know, Bells. I know."

I looked down, "It should have ended five months ago." I mumbled.

Gabe was by my side in an instant, hand on my chin, getting me to face him. "Don't you go blamin' yourself Bells." He kissed my forehead.

"Too late for that, Gabe. All I can do is fix it now. So let's get this show on the road." I stood and walked past him, gathering my things.

"Bells." He tried. "Bells." He tried a little firmer this time. "Annabell!"

I turned to face him, "Yes?"

"Are you sure you're ready?"

I just gave him a look, one that said I'd answered that already. "I am." But I answered nonetheless.

"I gotta get a few things. I'll meet you in Central Park, 'kay?"

I nodded, giving him a hug. "Okay."

He returned it before vanishing, a flutter the only thing signalling his departure.

I got into the Impala for what would probably be the last time. Angel blade was at the ready, even if this one would only give him a small tickle. But it would get rid of the demons.

I parked as close to the Park that I could. There weren't many people on the street today. It was overcast and drizzling. I waited in the car, waiting for the arch-angel to show up. Unless the other one popped in. That, I wouldn't look forward to.

I jumped at a knock on the window. Ready to rip his head off after I saw who it was. I opened the door, getting out and near slamming the door. Not doing so because I didn't want the wrath of one Dean Winchester to find me from the afterlife.

Gabriel just chuckled. "Got ya there, sweet cheeks."

I just glared at him, since when did he call me that? "Call me that again, and I'll..."

"What? Sweet Cheeks?"

I gave him a dark look, before looking at the park. "So... He's there? Or the stuff you got's going to get him there?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the park. Letting whatever concentration that kept me from seeing the blinding glow fade away. But there was just the light from Gabriel.

He grabbed my arm and we landed in the Park. It wasn't as abandoned as looking in on it would suggest. There were about a dozen other people here. And something in my gut told me to run, it escalated at they all turned to us. Eyes going pitch black.

Gabriel wouldn't lead me into the middle of a demon infested park. Not without taking care of them first, and why would this many be here in the first place.

I turned around, seeing two of them.

Two Gabriels. Only one wasn't. One was bound with some sort of cuffs. And the other... The other wasn't Gabriel. It was Lucifer, making himself look like his vessel.

I should have seen it when I looked at him. Gabe's eye gave this golden glow, not a lightening blue one.

His image shimmered for a moment, reverting back to Sammys. He had a completely white suit on.

I couldn't help the words that came out, "Sam!" I took a step forward, then stopped. Remembering this wasn't Sam.

It was Lucifer, and the all knowing smirk appeared on his face. Sam's face.

All I wanted to do was rip him out of Sam, and somehow send him back to hell. If that were even possible. In front of me, the two arch-angels were stood. Well, Gabriel was on his knees. Nose bloodied.

"I should have killed you that day. But I though you wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything after I killed all your friends." Sam's voice spoke evenly, but it was Lucifer speaking.

"You missed one." I spoke, my voice was shaky. But I stood firmly, not backing down as he walked towards me. I took out the angel blade, it wouldn't do anything. But I had to try.

"That won't kill me. Nothing you have can do that." He said smugly, the words stinging. An angel blade appeared in his hand. "But this will, but then Sammy would die too. And you don't want that."

"He'd understand."

"I'm sure he would." He turned around to face his own brother.

"Let her go." Gabriel demanded. Standing on his own feet.

Lucifer laughed. "Oh, I will. She'll be released from this life. As for you, Gabriel..."

"I said, let. Her. Go." The younger angel hissed.

He looked from Gabriel then to me and back. "Why do you care so much for one of them? Even after what you two done last night." He shuddered, "I should have known after you slunk so low as to be a Pagan God."

I started walking towards Lucifer, stopping few steps away. Gabriel looked towards me, worry plastered over his face. And then Lucifer turned, raising an eyebrow, amused.

"Better than all this." I defended him.

He looked back to Gabriel. "And now a humans defending you."

"And she's going to kill you." Gabriel claimed.

That comment just made him laugh loudly, "She's just a human. She can't do a thing to stop me."

Lucifer took a step foreword, Sam's towering form going onwards. A hand placed upon Gabriel's shoulder, "We've been here before brother. Only this time, you won't be coming back."

He thrust the blade forwards, holding it in place as Gabriel's light was dying out. And when he fell, an imprint of his wings rested upon the pavement.

He was dead. And just like last time, I couldn't do anything to save him. To save anyone.

I looked at Lucifer, and in him I saw Sam. But Sam wasn't there anymore. He isn't here. It's just me against the world.

Dean, Castiel, Ellen, Bobby, Jo, Gabriel... All of them would die for nothing if I couldn't stop it here and now.

Without thinking, I stabbed the angel blade into my own stomach. It felt like what needed to be done, so I did it.

Lucifer just gave me an incredulous look. "Why did you do that?"

"Because I made a promise." I said, not taking my eyes off of the angel that stood right before me. And then I took the blade out, stabbing the angel.

And A light burst forth from the Morningstar. Like no other that could be seen, and it was felt around the world. The girl herself vanished in the light, the demons in the park vaporised.

It was over, the apocalypse was done.

Lucifer's vessel, Sam Winchester, woke in the park, finding himself in a bloodies white suit. Only there was no stab wound, and behind him was someone he thought was already dead. But, was evidently so now. Wing imprints were to either side of him.

And when he looked to where he was lying, he found a scorch mark there.

The next thing Sam noticed took his breath away. Standing not two feet from him, ready to shoot, stab or slash their way through him was Bobby, Cas' and Dean.

"Dean?" He asked, wondering if it was all a hallucination.

"Sammy?"

"DEAN!" Sam strode over, and gave his brother a hug. "I thought you were dead. All of you."

"Yeah, well. So did we." Deans gruff voice replied. He looked around his younger brother to see Gabriel's corpse. "Is that..."

"Gabriel. Yeah."

"And Lucifer?" Dean's attention was back on Sam.

"I believe Annabell got rid of him." Castiel answered. "Whatever Gabriel said about her being the "Fail Safe", must have happened." He used air quotations on 'fail safe'.

"What tha' hell does that mean?" Bobby asked.

Cas just looked at the scorch mark on the ground. Then to all three of them, licking his lips. "That she died to save us all."

None of them knew what to say after that. It was just one train wreck after another with them. And this was probably the worst one. So far, at least.

It didn't take them long to find the Impalas keys. Nor for Dean to complain about the smell. But they all piled in, all save for Cas'. He went back to heaven to survey the damage.

Then they headed back to Bobby's.