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Going to Mornington Peninsula this morning. Never been. So excited. XD

"It's the last night on earth.
Before the great divide.
My hands are shaking.
Time was.
Never on our side.
There's no such thing.
As a beautiful goodbye.
As an ordinary day.
I prayed for you a thousand times…"
Last night on Earth- Delta Goodrem.

Hannah tried everything in her mind to forget that, in just a few hours, she was going to Hell.
Even as she sat in the motel pool with Sam and Dean with Castiel sitting on the deck, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of tourture she'll be out under.

"Are you okay?" A voice said next to her ear.

Hannah almost jumped a mile in the air "Damn it Cass. Remind me, before I die to buy you that damn bell" She placed a hand on her shirt and pulled herself up on hte desk, standing almost eye to eye with the angel.

Castiel tilted his head to one side and looked at her intensly "You didn't answer my question" He pointed out.

Hannah rolled her eyes and looked back over at Sam and Dean who were acting like children and dunking each other under the water "I'm fine" She lied. She was anything but.

The angel didn't believe her, he couldn't. He saw inside her, every bit of guilt she felt for killing her sister, the pain she felt everytime she took another man back to her motel "I don't believe you" He stated.

Hannah scoffed and looked at her watch "5 hours" She whispered. The sun was just about to set.

She still couldn't believe that this was the last time she would even see a sunset.

Sam noticed Hannah looking a bit sad on the pool deck "Hey Dean. What do you think we should do for her?" He asked his older brother.
Dean looked over at Hannah "Save her. And if that fails...Take her to a bar and get her blatto" He grinned.

Sam laughed and saw Castiel bend down and give her an awkward hug "Maybe we should do something for just her and Cass?" He suggested.

Dean raised an eyebrow "Why would we do something like that Sam? I mean, what about Bobby? She's his daughter"

"Bobby left before she made he deal Dean. He doesn't even know" Sam argued "Castiel has been there for her from the start"

Dean looked taken aback "So what are you saying? Bobby's a bad father?" He growled.

Sam didn't say anything. And that was enough for Dean. Getting up out of the pool, he moved over to where Hannah and Castiel were seated.

"Hey" He took a seat next to Hannah.

"Hello Dean" Castiel greeteed in a monotone voice.

Hannah smiled back at the older Winchester "Waddup?" She asked, leaning back on her elbows.

Dean didn't know where to start. So he swallowed deeply and looked at her "Have you thought about telling Bobby about what's going to happen to you?" He regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth.

Hannah's eyes glazed over "No. What you're going to do, is you're going to tell him that I died on a hunt. Got it?" She raged.

Castiel placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.
"Yeah well, I suppose I'd better get loaded up on devil's shoestring and Gooferdust huh" She stood up, wrapped a towel around her body and made her way back to the room

Dean watched Hannah's retreating back "Someone needs to tell him Cass"

"No. They don't"

"Why not Cass? He's her father. And she's about to be dragged forcefully downstairs. Now tell me, if you were a father, wouldn't you like to know if your daughter was about to be puppy chow?"

Castiel thought about this for a moment "But she is not my daughter" He finished lamely.

"Yeah. She's just the girl you love"

A piercing scream stopped Castiel from answering. All three men shot up and ran back towards the motel room.

Hannah was found slowly backing away from some unseen force "They're here" She looked up at them, tears falling freely down her cheeks. Growling was heard from in front of them.

"He lied....He broke the deal...Oh God" She whispered.

Castiel looked on with wide eyes as he saw something push Hannah back and tear her open.

She didn't want to scream, but the pain was so unbrerable she couldn't help it.

"Hannah" Dean shouted out, tears welling up in his own eyes.

Sam watched on. His face showed no emotion what so ever.
The hellhounds were tearing Hannah apart, bit by bit.

Blood fell on the ground around her. Her eyes were void of anything. And now. The screams had stopped.
Hannah was dead.

Dean ran over to her and fell to his knees "Hannah. C'mon. You can't leave me here with Sam and Cass. You know what we're like. Toestorone will kill us" He let a watery smile grace his face before trying to shake her awake.

"Hannah, C'mon honey" He pleaded.

Castiel stepped forward and pulled Dean up from the floor "We need to leave" He stated.

Dean swallowed and shook his head "She can't be dead Cass. It's not midnight" He sobbed.

Sam continued to watch the scene play out in front of him.
Castiel still looked at Hannah's bloody body "He obviously got bored of waiting" Was all that he could think of.

Dean took one final glance at Hannah and stormed out the motel room. Castiel following close behind.
Sam let a smirk cross his face before walking over to Hannah and kicking her slightly "'Bout time" He smiled, his eyes turning fully black.

Castiel watched as Dean sat on hte hood of the Impala, tears falling down his face.
Rasing his hand to his own face, Castiel's hand came back with tears on them.

It was the first time he had ever cried.
It was also the first time his heart felt like something was ripping it apart.