At daybreak the exorcisms were complete and they sent the two survivors on their way to a lifetime of nightmares and therapy while Tamara burned her husband's body. She left without saying too much, now permanently tainted by the experiences of the night before. Even Bobby seemed effected; his mood went from optimistic to cynical at the thought of what else was released from hell the night the gates were opened.
Dean watched the car pull down the drive. "So where to?"
"Um, I was thinking Louisiana." Sam suggested.
"It's a little early for Mardi Gras isn't it?"
"Actually Tamara mentioned a voodoo priestess outside of Shreveport that might be able to help us out. You know, with your demon deal."
"Nah."
Did he just say that? Kayla looked at him. "Nah?"
"What does that mean?"
"No voodoo spell is gonna break this deal, it's a wild goose chase."
"We don't know that." He was getting frustrated.
"Yes we do. She can't help. We're not going and that's that. How about Reno?"
Sam grabbed his wrist as he started to walk away. "You know what? I've had it. I've been bending over backwards trying to be nice to you and I don't care anymore."
"Sam."
Dean smirked. "Well that didn't last long."
"I've been busting my ass trying to keep you alive and you act like you couldn't care less! You got some kind of death wish or something?"
"It's not like that."
Kayla didn't want to get involved in this fight because she knew what Dean was doing, why he wasn't going to be trying to break the deal.
"Then what's it like Dean? Tell me."
He nodded and looked at his brother. Geez Sammy. "We trap the crossroads demon, trick it, try to get out of the deal in any way, you die. Ok? Those are the terms and there's no way out of it. If you try to find a way, I'm going to stop you."
"How could you make that deal Dean?"
"Because I couldn't live with you dead."
"That's selfish."
"Yeah? Well I'm ok with that. After everything I've done for this family I've earned it."
He looked at Kayla. "You knew about this."
Dean watched her eyes go to the ground and he took the attention off of her. "Look, I've got a year to live. I'd like to make the most of it. So let's say we kill some evil sons a' bitches and raise a little hell along the way huh?" With a grin he pat his shoulder and went back to the car.
Apparently the conversation was over. Sam and Kayla's eyes met with determination; regardless of what Dean said, they were going to find a way out of this deal. To hell with the fine print.