*Sigh* Here it is. The final chapter.

So now this means I get to reread the whole story and figure out all the plot holes I missed! Yeah! *not*

Alright. I have news at the end of the story so make sure you finish:)

Here it is.

Just seeing Maison and West again almost brought me to tears.

But when Dean explained what he thought was going on, I'll admit I cried.

It was the best news I'd ever heard in my whole life.

"Everyone's coming back."

JJ and I both turned to Dean. My head still spun, but I felt so much more awake. Something inside of me had a good feeling buzzing around my head.

"…What are you talking about?" JJ asked. She blinked several times. I recalled she had recently been unconscious, too, so she probably wasn't feeling too much better then I was.

Dean sighed as he tried to process everything going on. "It sounds like since you took care of that guy, everyone is coming back."

Suddenly JJ's face turned bright with color, a slight color creeping up her face. Her voice became quiet. "Does that mean….my mom? And my Dad?"

"And my parents?" I cut in. "And Shep?" I imagined seeing them again, and hope lit up inside me. What if they weren't dead? What if they were still alive?

Dean shrugged, a soft smile forming on his face. "I hope so. But I don't know what's going on. Maybe whatever kidnapped everyone got sick and tired of West and Maison and tossed them back."

JJ grinned. "That sounds like the most logical thing." I could tell she wasn't really paying attention to Dean's words. I could see it in her eyes, she wanted to go home. See if what Dean was saying was true.

I swallowed, my throat still aching some, and said, "I'm taking JJ to find her mom."

Sam and Dean frowned. "What if Dean's wrong though?" Sam asked.

I shrugged. "I don't think it really matters anymore." I looked at JJ, who nodded her head in agreement.

"I want to see my parents," JJ said, blinking softly.

Dean and Sam both looked at each other. "Why not?" Dean said, standing up, pushing his chair back roughly. "We'll go with you, just stay out of sight. If everyone is back, no one needs to know we were here. Are you guys okay with that?"

I nodded. JJ chewed on her lip. "Yeah," she finally said, standing up.

I joined them all, and pushed my chair in before walking off. Not that I mattered. There literally was a whole in the wall, three feet wide. I'm sure Mom wasn't going to be excited when she saw the condition the house was in.

Either way, I wondered where my parents, and Shep were now. Still at the party? Maybe stranded on the side of the road? Maybe they disappeared while they were driving, and the car crashed. Maybe they can't get home.

The questions swirled through my mind and I wanted an answer. I knew I'd have one soon enough. Breathing in the cool air, I stuck my hands in my pockets and followed Dean, Sam, and JJ.

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JJ'S POINT OF VIEW

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The air whipped my hair around my face as I walked in between Sam and Dean. Dean kept looking down on me every couple seconds, as if to make sure I was still there. Usually I would get annoyed by someone feeling like they needed to protect me, but right now I was kind of grateful. After everything today, Sam and Dean had done so much for us.

I looked back up at Dean, smiling. He grinned. Sure he looked my dad, but he was a completely different guy. In the show he tucked his feelings in so deep, and the consequences for that was harsh. I could tell he'd done that today, too. But something was different, something changed about him. I could tell.

I looked forward at the my house. The front porch light still on like Mom would always do. I tried to remember if it was on before I ran to Thomas, but couldn't. I still barely could grasp what happened when she attacked me. I couldn't force myself to think about it.

We were right in front of the porch when I felt a hand squeeze my shoulder. I gasped, turning around quickly. Thomas' sweet smile stared back at me. "You okay?" He asked.

Looking into his deep brown eyes, I felt OK. I knew everything was going to be alright. The pieces where finally falling back together.

"…Yeah," I honestly said.

I saw Dean reach his right hand into his pocket and grip something. I knew it was the knife.

"Dean, please don't hurt-"

"I won't hurt your mom," he said, as if he knew what I was thinking. "Just in case something else is in there, we need to be ready." I'm telling the truth, his eyes said. I believed him.

"Okay," I said.

Dean and Sam started up the steps. Thomas stood by me. I took a breath. What if Mom wasn't in there? I mean, who knows where she disappeared. Plus, just because Maison and West were back doesn't mean everyone else was.

"You going to go in?" Thomas asked me.

I walked up the porch. I didn't want to see my mom like that again. I wanted to see my real mom. The Mom that still came into pray with me every night. Made sure I ate breakfast every morning. The Mom who hugged me every 30 seconds.

Sam and Dean waited by the front door. "I think it would be best if they went in and saw if she's there," Sam told Dean.

"Are you crazy? What if she's still psycho?"

I didn't appreciate the word 'psycho' being used, but shrugged it off.

"If she is, we'll go right in there and figure something out," Sam said. "If she's not-" He shrugged. "We don't want to risk her seeing us."

Blinking, Dean shifted his weight. "You're right."

"We'll go in," I said, reaching for the door knob. Dean hesitated, then finally gave us permission.

I opened the door. It was dark inside, like the power was still out here. I flicked the light switch, and breathed a sigh of relief when the room lit up.

"Mom?" I called, my voice shaky.

We heard footsteps, running down the hall. Thomas stiffened.

"Justice?"

"Mom?!"

I ran towards her. Tears fell down her face, what was left of her mascara coating down her cheeks. Her face was a mess, but her eyes sparkled.

I knew this was my mom. MY Mom.

She engulfed me in a hug, her arms wrapping tighter around me then ever before. Hugging back, I lay my head on her shoulder, crying.

Mom pulled away for a second. I looked up, my vision blurred. She looked down at me, her eyebrows twisted in concern. "What happened? I tried calling your phone and you didn't answer. You were supposed to come home! I told you to come home!" Her voice got harsher towards the last words.

Frowning, I swallowed. "Do you….not remember?"

Slowly, Mom shook her head. "The last thing I remember, was you calling me, and you said a whole bunch of stuff, about Dean and Sam…..I was so worried, you weren't making any sense." She hugged me again, then continued. "I told you to come home, JJ. You didn't."

This time I pulled away. "What? Mom, I came home. And you where there. And you-"

"JJ."

I looked behind me. Thomas nudged his head, motioning for me to stop. I guess it wouldn't be smart to tell my mom she attacked me.

"I'm sorry Mom," I said. My throat became clogged and another burst of tears pushed it's way up. "I missed you so much…."

I knew she was confused. But she didn't ask any more questions, just hugged me while I cried.

"We'll talk about this later, when your dad get's home," she said after a minute. Her eyes darted up to the clock on the kitchen wall. "10 p.m?" She said, squinting. "I thought it was around midnight! When you called me it was midnight…..hmm, maybe my phone was wrong."

I suddenly realized how much of a mess this had all caused. A whole day had gone by and no one new. No one, except for me, Thomas, Dean and Sam, new that. There must be crashed cars everywhere. Who knows what else happened. I shivered. "I hope Maison's okay," Mom mumbled. "Your Dad, Misha, and Jared, they all went to Misha's. Maison called him saying she woke up unconscious."

I looked behind me again. Thomas seemed to be thinking the same thing, realizing everyone still was settled that it was still November 5th, although it really was the 6th. I looked beyond him, towards his house. I hoped Maison and West hadn't woken up yet. We needed to get them home before they realized everything that had happened.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw two shadowy figures outside, walking down the driveway.

"Dean, Sam," I mumbled under my breath.

Mom gently turned me around. "What?" She asked.

My breaths sped up. I needed to go. "I'll be back, just wait here," I said.

I dashed outside. Thomas followed, and I heard Mom shout for me. I ignored and yelled, "Wait!"

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THOMAS POINT OF VIEW

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Dean and Sam turned.

JJ and I hurried to them. "Where are you going?" JJ asked, peering up at Dean.

His eyes glistened. Maybe it was the moonlight, but it looked like tears to me. But Dean wasn't a guy to cry. I could tell he'd kind of started looking at her like a daughter. Dean never had that with anybody, and I could tell he didn't want to say goodbye. "We've gotta go back," he said.

I swallowed. I hadn't thought this over yet. Of course they would have to leave eventually. I hated myself for growing so close.

"How are you going to get back," I asked, my voice shallow.

"The same way we got here."

"Which was how?"

The boys ignored my question.

"How did this all happen?" JJ asked. The wind flew her hair around, and she didn't bother reaching up to push it out of her face. "How did everyone come back? Are they all normal again?"

Sam sighed, looking down. "We don't know. And I don't know if we ever will."

He was right. So many things had gone un answered. So many things that could never be solved.

We stood for a moment. I looked over at JJ, who's green eyes darted up to me, tears beginning to swell.

Finally, Dean spoke again. "We better get going," he said.

"Maybe we'll see you again," Sam said, softly smirking.

JJ frowned. "That's impossible. We live in separate universe. I still have no clue how you guys got here in the first place."

"We don't really either," Sam said. "But after all that's happened today, you still think something's impossible?"

JJ looked up at Sam, studying him. Finally she grinned a little bit.

"Have you even watched our show?" Dean said, smiling. "Goodness, I've died like 4 times, right?"

"More like 100 something times," I interrupted. Dean twisted his eyebrows and Sam groaned. "He still doesn't know about that."

"About what!?" Dean harshly said to Sam.

We all laughed. I looked over towards JJ, her green eyes staring at the ground, her hair flying around her face.

Dean broke the silence with a small laugh, then said, "So are you guys going to kiss, or what?"

We both quickly jerked our heads towards him. "What?" JJ and I said on sync.

Sam laughed this time. "Oh, come on now," he grinned. "You guys have been playing lovey-dovey the whole time."

Silence coated over again and I looked back down at JJ. Her cheeks were flushed. Did she really like me?

Little did I know, inside her head the same question was being asked about me.

I don't know what happened next. It happened so fast, but the next thing I knew I had pulled her into a soft kiss.

Leaning back, I looked at her, waiting for a smack or something. She smiled softly. Her eyes sparkled. Something sparked inside of me, and I smiled back.

JJ turned her head, and her smile ceased. I followed her glare.

Dean and Sam where gone.

JJ scrunched her nose up as a tear slipped down her cheek. "Do you really think we'll see them again?" She asked.

I didn't even have time to answer JJ before she let out a bolt of squee. "Look!" She pointed to the road.

It took a moment. At first all I saw was a bright light, then realized it was headlights. My dad's car.

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JJ'S POINT OF VIEW

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Thomas face light up faster then I'd ever seen. He didn't even wait for them to pull in the driveway before running up to the car.

I smiled as I watched Shepherd climb out of the backseat, Thomas hugging him. Shepherd pulled away instantly, and I heard him say, "cool it, man."

Thomas laughed.

Aunt Gen came out behind Shep, pulling her son into a hug. She was so tiny compared to Shepherd and Thomas, and I could help but laugh at how happy Thomas finally looked.

The driver's door popped open, and Uncle Jared found his way into the hug too. "Why are we hugging?!" Shep screamed from inside the circle.

I looked towards the other door as it opened. Just seeing my dad's face, made me freeze. It wasn't Dean, it was my dad. The wrinkles around his aging lines, the laugh lines on his cheeks. The grey hairs on his head. "Dad…" I mouthed.

Walking up to me, his strong arms wrapped me in a hug. Next thing I knew Mom was there too.

All I could do was smile. I had my family back.

And something inside of me sparked. No matter how impossible it seemed, I knew I would see Sam and Dean again.

This wasn't over.

Sequel? SEQUEL!

Yeah I am definitely doing one. It's probably going to be placed a couple of years later, and instead the kids will get sent to Dean and Sam's universe...that's all the spoilers I'm giving. Don't worry, no 'ebola' in the next one. If you want to know how I came up with that plot, it was because my sister and I were joking about how similar ebola and croatoan seemed. she goes, "You should right a fanfic about that." So I did. (I'm actually shocked how I managed to make a decent story out of such a stupid plot)

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