Spoiler for episode 3.16

Chapter 28

Sam and Dean were driving on a deserted road late that night with Bobby on their tail. Sam had tried to say his goodbyes to Dean if their plain didn't work, but Dean stopped him.

"You're not gonna bust out the misty 'goodbye' speech. If these are my last two days on earth, or even if I die tonight, I do not want it to be socially awkward!"

Dean then turned on the radio, and blasted Bon Jovi's "Dead Or Alive", and proceeded to sing along to it rather badly, he even encouraged Sam to sing along too.

It was a great brother moment, but at the same time Dean couldn't shake the feeling that tonight was it for them. Or at least him.

Just as that thought crossed his mind, he heard a cop siren, and saw red and blue lights flash behind them. Where was Bobby? Dean hadn't realized he was going that fast.

"We getting pulled over?" Sam asked nervously as he looked over at Dean.

Dean looked out his mirror and sighed, "I got a busted taillight. It's not like we're in a hurry or nothing."

He then pulled the Impala to a halt at the side of the road, with the police car behind them following suit.

A minute later, an older man stepped out of the cop car and walked over to Dean's window as Dean rolled it down with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Problem officer?" Dean asked kindly looking toward Sam as Sam handed Dean his license and registration.

"License and registration." The cop said, bored.

Dean obliged, handing the officer the papers that Sam had just handed him.

"You know you got a taillight out Mr…Hagar?" the cop asked as he read the information from the paper.

Dean looked up at the cop for the first time with the same grin plastered on his face. However, it wavered slightly at the sight of the cop.

"Yes. Yes, you know I've been meaning to fix that…as a matter of fact-"

Dean cut himself off as he suddenly opened his door with much force behind it, catching the cop and making him groan and double over in surprise.

Dean then jumped out of the car with Sam doing the same, calling after him sounding terrified. But Dean paid him no mind as he punched the wounded cop in the jaw with each fist.

He then pulled Ruby's knife from his waistband, and stabbed the cop right in the throat.

Sam and Dean watched in surprise as the cop flickered bright yellow beneath his skin with his eyes wide with terror as he and the demon inside, died painfully.

Dean then pulled the knife from the cops throat and watched as he fell over lifelessly. He never heard Bobby's car pull up, or Bobby run to their side.

"What the hell happened?" Bobby asked as he stared at Sam and Dean and then the cop, shocked.

"Dean just killed a demon," Sam said sounding stunned, "how did you know?"

"I just knew," Dean replied vaguely, he then looked down at the dead cop and clarified, "I could see its face, its real face under that one."

"So what…now you're seeing demons?" Sam asked a little skeptically, even though he knew what he saw.

"I've been seeing a lot of things lately, but nothing like this." Dean said with a shrug as he tried to will away his shakiness.

"Actually it's not all that crazy." Bobby said reassuringly.

"How is it not that crazy?" Dean asked.

"You've got…what? Little less than forty eight hours to go? Your piercing the veil, Dean. Glimpsing the B-side." Bobby tried to explain.

"Little less new agey, please." Dean asked, confused.

Bobby rolled his eyes, "You're almost Hell's bitch…so you can see Hell's other bitches."

"Thank you!" Dean yelled back sarcastically.

"This could actually come in pretty handy when the time comes." Sam said with a sigh as he tried to get over the shock.

"Well, I'm glad my doomed soul's good for something." Dean said jokingly.

"Damn right it is. Lilith's probably got demons stashed all over town. When we go after her, you'll know where she's keeping her goons." Bobby said with a shrug.

"This is a terrific plan, I'm excited to be a part of it, can we please just go?" Dean asked impatiently.

"First things first," Bobby said, stopping Dean, "We gotta hide that cop and his car."

Dean rolled his eyes; this, and digging up dead bodies were his least favorite parts of this lifestyle.

xXx

Later on, Sam and Dean pulled up to Clay's house with Bobby pulling up behind them to see something very startling. The front door was wide open.

Without hesitating, Sam sprang from the car, and slammed the door shut behind him with Dean doing the same. Dean held out his hand to stop Sam from doing anything rash.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked urgently, "My son's in there, let me go!"

Dean looked as Bobby bound to their sides and pulled them to the side of the house where a large tree shaded them, giving them cover.

"Keep your voices down ya idjits!" Bobby whispered harshly, "this could be a trap."

"That's what I'm trying to tell him." Dean defended as he released his hold on Sam.

"Then what the hell should we do? Because 'nothing' isn't an option." Sam snapped, suddenly angry.

"Neither is getting yourself killed!" Dean whispered sternly, he then pointed to the neighboring house where in the window, they could see an old woman was watching television with a blank expression on her face, "Look, that lady over there," Dean then pointed to the house on the other side of Clay's house where they saw an older, balding man sitting in a chair reading a book, "Mr. Rogers over there."

"Demons?" Bobby asked worriedly.

"Yes." Dean clarified with a nod.

"You think Lilith's here?" Sam asked as his heart suddenly froze.

Dean sighed and looked at Sam sympathetically, "I think so."

"Fine," Sam said angrily, "Let's get her."

"We need a plan!" Dean whispered.

He looked all around, but his eyes rested on a mail truck where the mailman was standing at the back of it reading other peoples' mail halfheartedly.

A smile spread across Dean's face.

"I think I got one."

xXx

Bobby snuck off after Dean explained his plan. He knew what his roll was in this fight.

Sam on the other hand, snuck into Clay's backyard with Ruby's knife clutched in his hands tightly.

Dean 'accidently' walked into a bush and the mailman standing behind his truck snapped his head in Dean's direction.

Dean stood there with his eyes wide as he stared at the mailman as his eyes turned from blue to black.

Suddenly, Dean bolted for the back yard, running as fast as his legs would carry him, with the demon mailman at his heel.

Sam stood against the back of the house, holding the knife close to his chest waiting taking in deep calming breaths as he waited for the signal.

Just then, Dean ran past Sam in a flash. That was the signal.

Sam jumped out from behind the house with the knife at the ready, he saw the demon run at him full force, and Sam made a grab at him, and stuck the knife in the mailman's gut, causing the demon to flash a sickly yellow beneath the skin as all demons did when they died.

Dean then came up from behind Sam, and held the man's' mouth shut so he didn't scream out loud and alert the others of their presence.

When the demon stopped flashing, Sam pulled the knife out of the man's gut, and wiped the blood away on the sleeve of his jacket. While Dean, pulled the now dead body out of sight.

Sam walked back up to Dean, who had now broken a sweat, and then Dean ran toward the mass of trees in the backyard with Sam at his heel, in hopes to cover himself in case any demons did hear the ruckus.

Dean leaned himself up against a tree, and Sam did the same with the neighboring one. Sam looked over at Dean questioningly.

"How long do we sit here?" Sam asked impatiently.

"As long as I'm sure we weren't heard." Dean snapped back in a whisper.

Just then, someone pushed Dean into the tree harder, and held him there forcefully. For a moment, Dean feared the worst, until he heard her voice.

"I'd like my knife back please, or your neck snaps like a chicken bone." Ruby spat.

Sam ran out from behind the tree he hid behind, and grabbed Ruby with her knife in his hand.

"He doesn't have it, take it easy." Sam said shakily.

Dean turned around to face Ruby, and he suddenly looked taken aback, "Whoa."

"What?" Ruby demanded.

"It's nothing…I just couldn't see you before but you are one…ugly broad."

Ruby pulled herself off of Dean fully, and shot a glare at Sam, "Sam, give me the knife before you hurt yourself."

"You'll get it when this is over." Sam shot back hatefully.

"It's already over!" Ruby exclaimed, "You morons walked right into a trap! I wouldn't be surprised if Lilith killed Dean tonight…but I'm not gonna let her kill you too."

"Try and stop me, and I'll kill you…bitch." Sam spat venomously.

"Hit me with your best shot, baby!" Ruby dared.

"Hey guys, guys!" Dean nervously tried to grab their attention, "Have your little catfight later."

He pointed nervously at all the neighboring houses where there were at least fifteen people staring at them blankly, all with black eyes.

"Go, go!" Sam yelled as Dean, Ruby, and himself ran toward the front door with the other demons now running on the lawn after them.

When they reached the front door, they ran in and slammed the door shut behind them. Sam and Dean tried to hold the door shut as the demons tried to open it forcefully.

Ruby looked out the window with a look of fear on her face. But then the demons suddenly backed off the door, and Ruby sighed with relief while Sam and Dean stared at each other in confusion.

"Holy water?" Ruby asked.

Sam and Dean then walked over to the window, and saw that the sprinklers on the front lawn were suddenly turned on, and the demons all sizzled and steamed and blistered when the water made contact with their skin.

Dean laughed with relief, "Bobby." He said simply.

Sam nodded in understanding.

Their attention was suddenly drawn from the scene outside, to the one inside. At their feet lay a dead older woman with long curly brown hair.

Sam's eyes widened even though he didn't recognize the woman. He feared two things at the moment; one, Clay had gone darkside and two; Lilith was here, and she either killed Clay or is holding him hostage.

"You think she knows were here?" Dean asked with false hope.

"I would count on it." Ruby said with a nod.

"Clay!" Sam whispered.

He didn't get a reply.

Suddenly, Clay ran out from the other room with a look of fear in his bright blue eyes. He looked at Sam and Dean, and then immediately burst into tears.

"Clay, it's okay," Sam soothed with a relieved smile, "Where's Abigail?"

Clay walked over to Sam quickly and wrapped his little arms around Sam's long legs and sobbed. Sam would have taken the time out to hug him back if they weren't worrying about ten other things right then.

"So this is the little one, eh?" Ruby questioned with a chuckle, "I see a lot of your uh…traits in him."

Dean shot Ruby a warning glance, and Ruby took it with another dry chuckle and backed off.

Clay pulled himself away from Sam, and Sam for the first time got a good look at Clay's face. It was battered and beaten. His lip was bleeding and his right eye was nearly swollen shut.

"What the hell happened?" Sam demanded angrily.

"M-mom." Clay stuttered, "But it's not mom. I don't know, it doesn't feel like her."

"What do you mean, it doesn't feel like her?" Sam asked urgently.

Just then, Abigail stepped out into their view. She looked entirely calm and normal all except her eyes which no longer held any ounce of the bright blue Sam loved, but were now completely black.

"Hey Sam," the demon wearing Abigail's meat greeted playfully, "we need to talk."

I'm horrible, I know. Haha. But at least Clay's back, right? :D