"What do you mean you're not afraid of anything?" Dean questioned pulling Elizabeth to her feet with a steady grip and helping to steady her upright.

"Like as a hunter there is always that part of you, in the back of our minds, with what ifs and it's not over yets, right?" Elizabeth stammered, Dean slowly nodded his head trying to block out his last encounter with those traits. She contiued excitedly, "Well, I can't feel that part of me anymore. It feels as if I could take on the world with one hand tied behind my back and nothing could ever go wrong."

"You just sound really optimistic." Dean offered hoping with every fiber in him that this fight could be over for a moment, even though he knew it would have to resume. Elizabeth shook her head in frustration, raking a hand over her face, and stared up at Dean with lack luster eyes. There was no hope or joy, not even worry in the pools of dull blue.

"I am not afraid of dying, Dean. I'm not afraid of you or Sam dying."

"Don't worry we'll just kill the bitch and it will all be over."

"I know, but it is taking every fiber of my being to not run towards it now."

"Guys, you have to remember we don't exactly know how to kill it." Sam piped bringing the realization that he was actually there.

"Oh yeah that could help." Elizabeth thought aloud twisting her fingers through her pony tail and scrunching her forehead in thought. Sam stood with mouth a gape trying not to say a word at the sudden burden placed upon them.

"Dean, could I talk to you?" Sam ventured motioning to the other side of the room. Dean gave a quick head snap of yes and shuffled to the area Sam had motioned to. "Uhh Dean, are you sure killing this thing will bring back her self preservation skill?"

"I don't know Sammy but it's our only chance. We need to figure this out quick."

"Duh Dean, so what's the plan?"

"Why do I always have to have the plan? Why don't you come up with something?"

"I don't know, cause you're the big brother."

"You mean the amazing, genius, perfect, big brother."

"Sure, we'll go with that."

"Alright since that is cleared up, the plan is…"

"What? What's the plan?"

"I'm thinking Sammy, give me a minute."

"We don't have a minute but alright you take all the time you need. I mean its' only the fact that you girlfriend would jump off a bridge right now without blinking that is hanging in the balance."

"Do you really think she's my girlfriend?"

"Dude, seriously?"

"Fine. Okay, you said that it has to be filled with the opposite of fear right?" Dean asked giving Sam a moment to nod slowly. "Well let's give it a banquet."

"What do you mean?"

"All we need to do is find it again and have happy thoughts. It will try to feed on us again but we already know that now so we just have to stay happy."

"But what about the part of scaring it?"

"I haven't gotten that far yet."

"Dean!"

"Hey! I got more than you did mapped out."

"Uh Dean?"

"Come on Sammy, give me a break we have hunted on less than this a million times. You come up with the rest college boy I mean you're supposed to the smart one here…"

"Dean!"

"What?"

"Where did Elizabeth go?" And sure enough when Dean Winchester turned around there was nobody in sight. She was completely gone and so was her gun and iron rod.