Okay, so I know a lot of people are really wanting to know about Dean and how he has an effect to the plot, but I promise, there is a method to my madness :)

Dean drew in the strongest breath he could muster. This is it, Winchester. Make it count. Jo had kicked away the salt separating them from certain death. She had unlocked the bolt. She did her job. Now it was Dean's turn.

"All right you sons of bitches! Come get a piece!"

He turned his head to make sure she had made it up the stairs. Damn Jo, you look scared. So Dean did the only thing he could think of:

He winked at her.

It worked somehow, because the next thing he knew she high-tailed it up the staircase. Dean closed his eyes and tried to remain calm and avoid thinking about how he was alone and surrounded by hellhounds, the creature that had been his one-way ticket downstairs almost two years ago. He thought of his mom, his dad, Sam, Ellen, Ash, Bobby, Cas, and Jo. He remembered the good stuff, because that was all he had. Well, that and a bomb trigger made out of a doorbell. Which he was going to use to blow these bitches sky high-er- to Hell.

The silence was deafening.

He felt the air stir next to him. He could feel himself losing consciousness.

"Alright boys. Time to meet your maker."

He pressed his thumb down as hard as he could on the doorbell.

He remembered feeling really hot all at once, and a bright flash of light; then blackness. When he opened his eyes, he was still in the hardware store, this time standing, while the area around him put off billows of gray smoke. His vision was blurry at first, so he focused on one thing on the ground until his vision focused.

He was staring at charred human remains.

At first it felt unreal, like everything was a dream, and maybe this was just the end to some twisted nightmare. But no, he came to realize that he wasn't breathing, yet he was fine, and that he couldn't feel anything. Then he remembered.

Those were HIS charred human remains.

That's when the angel showed up. He figured it would be a reaper, right? To carry the souls on to wherever and blah blah blah. But it was that douche Zachariah.

"Well well well, kicked the bucket, Winchester?"

"Cram it with walnuts, ugly."

"How rude to say that to the one who's come to take you up to heaven."

Dean laughed. "Me? Heaven? I'm cursed. I'm going to Hell in a handbasket. I've been there once, I'll be there again."

"Dean, Dean, Dean." Zachariah mocked. "Why would the vessel of Michael be sent to hell? You're going to Heaven of course."

Dean was dumbfounded. A free ticket to Heaven?

"But of course, if I take you to Heaven, I could have you, you know... brought back. Back to life."

This was sounding too good to be true.

"All you have to do is say yes to being Michael's vessel. We'll bring you back, you can see your brother again, those hunters. And Blondie." He leaned casually against what was left of the counter.

Of course it was too good to be true.

"And if I still say no?" Dean asked.

"Well, all spirits have the choice to rest or wander the Earth, but what do you have here, Dean?"

"That's it. I'm not going. Screw you and your agenda. I'm staying down here."

Zachariah's patience was wearing thin. "You want to stay in the spot for eternity?"

"If it means that some douche angel isn't wearing me to the prom, then yes."

"Fine," Zachariah said angrily.

With that, the angel was gone. Dean went and sat over by his old body. He studied it for a minute, then looked away in disgust. Dean looked around, trying to find something else to occupy his thoughts. He wondered how far his boundaries were as a ghost. Zachariah was right; he had nothing here in this store in this small Missouri town. He felt hopeless. But then he remembered:

Ghosts can attach themselves to things.

But what could he attach himself to? It didn't take him long to think before he came up with an idea and disappeared from the store.

Okay! So... not a whole chapter, BUT... This is what was going on while Sam, Ellen, and Jo hunted the devil. What do y'all want Dean to attach himself to? I already have an idea, but, I want some reader input too. After all, I am writing this for you guys. I also love writing this, so that's whay there's so many updates to it! Anyway; I love you all and please review!