Don't own anything you recognise….

"If today was your last day,
And tomorrow was too late.
Could you say goodbye to yesterday.
Would you live each moment like your last,
Leave old pictures in the past,
Donate every dime you had.
If today was your last day…"
If today was your last day- Nickelback.

"Chuck" Hannah banged on the door as loud as she could "C'mon dude. Open up. It's important"
No one answered.
Sam rolled his eyes and banged on the door with his fist "It's Sam Winchester. Open up. We're in trouble"
Seconds later, the door cautiously opened and Chuck stood staring at the two hunters "What do you want?" He asked slowly.
"We need to know where Lillith is" Hannah explained, her eyes pleading.
Chuck knew that whenever these hunters came around, trouble was bound to follow "I don't want anything more to do with this or the apocalypse" He explained.
Hannah rolled her eyes and barged past the older man "Well t.s. The day you got tapped was the day you became a part of this. So, I'm going to find out where Lillith is. And Sam and I are going to go gank her, get Dean back and hopefully stop Armageddon while we're at it" She called, waling into the room where Chuck's computer laptop was.

Sam raised his eyebrows and followed the nineteen year old "Find out anything Han?" He asked.
Hannah was found bent over the lap top "Not yet. But I'm getting there….Where's Saint Mary's?" She looked up at the two men.
Shrugging Chuck walked over to Hannah and looked over her shoulder "I think it's in Saint Louis. Not too sure. Why?"
"Because, thanks to you, I may have just found out where Lillith is" Hannah stood up and smiled to Sam "You ready for this?" She asked him.

The youngest Winchester had begun to express doubt. Was this really what he wanted? What he had travelled so far and looked so long to reach?
"Yeah" Sam shifted from foot to foot as Hannah moved over to him.
She knew he was doubting "We need to do this Sam. For our families. For the end of the world"
Sam nodded "You're right. So I suppose we're going to Saint Louis then"
"Yeah…I suppose. How are we going to stop her?" Hannah began to move towards the front door.

"We'll just make it up as we go along. We're good at that" Sam laughed, holding the door open as Hannah walked out.
She turned on her feet to face Chuck "Hey man, thank you. For helping us" She smiled softly and walked over to him, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Earning a blush from the older man. Sam chuckled and watched as Hannah walked outside and to the Impala.

"Righty oh then. Saint Marys here we come" Hannah pulled open the passenger seat door of the Impala and climbed in. Sam let out an exasperated sigh and climbed in the driver's side.

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The eerie silence was deafening as not even the radio was on.
Hannah had her head pressed against the side window as Sam was speeding down the highway. His eyes staring intensely at the road ahead of him. The headlights of the Impala glaring of the dark black road and back at the passengers of the car.
"What do you think Dean's doing now?" Hannah suddenly asked as if to break the uneasy silence.
Sam didn't say anything straight away. His mind was miles away.
This could be it. He could finally kill Lilith and stop the apocalypse once and for all. He could finally get revenge on her for sending his big brother to Hell.
"Sam!" Hannah shouted, making Sam jump a bit "Are you alright man? You seem a little side tracked"
Sam turned his head away from the road then back to it to show Hannah that he was listening "What? Uh….Yeah" He stumbled over his words.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Hannah asked, removing her head from the window and looking at the youngest Winchester who was nervously tapping on the steering wheel "I'm just thinking" He mumbled.
Hannah threw Sam a worried glance "It will be okay Sam. We'll fight her and we'll win. I know it"
"How do you know it?" Sam asked, speeding up a little. Hannah gave a small shrug "Dunno. But I just have a gut feeling" She raised her hand to her head and rubbed her temple, the voices in her head were beginning to get louder again.

She didn't tell Sam about the darker feelings she had been getting. The continuous dreams she had been having about Sam and Lillith. How dark his eyes were. How twisted his face was.
"So uh….game plan?!" Hannah pulled out one of her guns from her back pack in the back seat and loaded it with bullets "and don't say wing it, because that's just…Un hero like" She tried to crack a joke, make Sam smile. But she failed miserably.
Sam knew what his plan was; he was going to watch her die slow and painfully. Like he had always planned.