*This will take place in The End. I know it seems close to the episode, sorry, but I did it for a reason. I really felt it needed to happen...however, I hope you like my version of what the future is for Dean.

Motel. Night.

Dean stood by the window. It'd been about a week since he'd seen Castiel. However, now it was more often than before that he spoke to him. He'd been on the phone for a few minutes with the rogue angel.

"So what we don't understand is why the demons kept the gun around, since it kills demons. Bela wasn't sure, she said Lilith had one of her demon lackies pick it up, but Bela didn't get a name. I mean, if Lilith had it she's dead now so where is it?"

"What!" Cas asked him. Castiel was on a street somewhere and he really didn't get the whole cellphone thing. This only made Dean laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Castiel asked him.

"I'm sitting here talking to a friggin' angel on a cellphone. It's hilarious."

"I don't see the humor Dean. It isn't funny, the voice said I'm almost out of minutes? Must I talk faster?"

"Sorry, sorry. Look I'm just saying, Bela's all about gettiing the gun back for us, but I'm thinking whatever demons have it probably have destroyed it by now."

"I've heard differently." Cas said.

"You have?"

"Yes, it's still intact somewhere we just don't know which demon has it. Dean, if you still think you can beat the devil, and we can't find God, then this is our only chance."

"Yeah got it." Dean agreed.

"Where are you?"

"Kansas City." Dean said, giving him the hotel address.

"I'll be there shortly." Castiel replied.

"Just give me a few hours okay? I'm human, I need sleep. Show up in like 4 hours at least and I'll be ready to work."

"Okay." Castiel said. Dean put his cell phone down after the line went dead.

Dean made his way over to the bed and laid down.

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Dean had gotten in a couple hours of sleep before his phone rang.

"Damn it Cas I said at least 4 hours..."Dean said.

"Dean, it's me." Sam interrupted.

"Sam...it's 4AM."

"Sorry, but I didn't want to wait any longer."

Dean sat up and turned the lamp on.

"What is it?"

Sam explained to him about Lucifer visiting him and everything he'd said.

"Great. So you're his vessel. Well destiny got this nice and twisted, using both of us like that."

"Yeah."

"So, Lucifer's wearing you to prom?"

"That's all I get from you?" Sam asked.

"What do you want me to say? I'm just out of advice, out of worrying."

"Fine. Dean, I want back in. I need to do this, for redemption. I want to help, I want us to go after him together."

"Sam you're better off far away. The demons, Lucifer, even the angels...they're just gonna use us against each other man. We can't let them anymore."

"Dean please."

"Sorry Sam, I can't." Dean said, and hung up the phone.

Dean turned the light off and went back to sleep for a few more hours, expecting the alarm to wake him. However, it didn't. When he woke up, he wasn't in the same motel, but a different one without power.

What the hell?

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Future. 2014.

Dean tried calling Bobby, then Bela, and then Cas. He couldn't get through. He then made it out to the street, it was empty out, not one was around. It took a while, but he noticed a sign on the fence that read Croatoan Virus, Hot Zone.

What? No way.

Dean looked at the date on the sign. His eyes got bigger at the year 2014. Well shit.

He then found a car and started driving, only to be visited by Zachariah. Of course this little trip was because of him. He'd warned Dean to see what the future was like if he doesn't say yes to Michael.

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Dean checked Bobby's House and found clues to where he or Bela might be. He finally found some sort of Camp address and Dean headed out to it. He pulled the stolen car up in front of the address, and saw the Impala. It had taken a lot of abuse lately by the looks of it. He heard something behind him and turned around, but not all the way before he was knocked out by his future self.

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Future 2014

PDean woke up handcuffed to a chair. He wasn't sure what happened.

"What in the hell?" Dean asked no one in particular.

"Dear God. That is creepy." another voice said. He looked up and noticed her right away. Bela. However, she wasn't alone. His future self was sitting down in a chair close to her.

"Funny you know, we should be asking you that." FDean said.

"Yeah about that...I'm not a shapeshifter or anything."

"He knows. Did all the tests." Bela said. She looked terrible, much like his future self. Her hair was shorter, he was pretty sure she was thinner, and even had worry lines. Even though she should only be about 30 now, she looked older in someways. So did he actually.

"So, what is this?" FDean asked.

"I'm from the past, Zachariah did it. I'm from 09."

"If that's true then tell me something only I would know." FDean said.

"Okay." Dean said, thinking. He finally came up with a little dirty secret and told him. Bela rolled her eyes at his story, but FDean nodded.

"Fine. So you're here to what, see how bad it gets?"

"I guess. So the Croatoan virus is back?"

"Yeah, turns people crazy, into monsters. It's spread now, just a band of us fighters around surviving. Not much left." FDean said.

"Where's Sam?" PDean asked.

"Sam? Uh Detroit happened...from what I know Sam didn't make it." FDean lied. PDean frowned, saddened.

"From what you know?"

"Yeah, we hadn't talked in 5 years or so."

"You didn't go looking for him in all that time?" PDean questioned. He looked to Bela, and then her eyes told a different story. FDean was lying about something.

"We've been busy."

FDean stood. "I'll be back." he told Bela.

She nodded. FDean grabbed a gun and made his way towards the door.

"You just gonna leave me here?"

"Yep. I don't think the group of survivors out there need to see another version of me. Things are weird enough as it is. Just stay put." FDean ordered. He then turned to Bela. "Watch him...I mean me. Whatever."

She shrugged. FDean left.

"Seriously, you think I need to be handcuffed here?"

"No, but you do...I mean our Dean, not you. This is confusing."

"Older me is more bossy."

Bela shrugged.

"So, you stay with him now? For good?"

"Where else should I go, the world's falling apart."

He nodded. "Okay look, can you uncuff me atleast? I won't go anywhere."

"Yeah right." Bela replied. "I still know you Dean."

"Oh come on, just trust me will you."

She sighed. Her Dean was going to kill her later for this.

"Fine fine, shut up already." She walked over and freed him of the cuffs.

"Thanks. So, we still uh...having fun?" He asked, smirking a little.

She glanced away. PDean didn't take that well.

"Seriously? I'm gonna guess from what I saw of me, I turn into a dick?"

"Not your fault." She said, still wanting to protect the Dean she knew.

"Right." PDean said quietly. "I'm sorry, just in case I did anything stupid." He walked towards her.

"You didn't. It's just tough, for all of us. We're too busy fighting a war we can't win."

PDean touched her arm. "Well for what it's worth, and I know we agreed no relationship...but to give up what we had was stupid."

"Dean don't."

"No seriously. I care about you, more than I'd like to admit. Which means future me does too. You need to believe that."

She nodded. "Me too." she whispered. PDean smiled. Bela continued. "I promised I wouldn't fall for you. I didn't keep my promise. And now look around, it's all gone to hell and the only thing we ever talk about anymore is related to survival."

"Well then I am an idiot." PDean said. He pulled her in and kissed her softly. She kissed him back, and it had been so damn long that she got lost in it. PDean though remembered he was there for a reason, and he needed to figure out what the hell was going on. He moved his fingers up to Bela's neck as they kissed and found the spot he was looking for. He pulled away and looked her in the eyes as she lost conciousness. He held her and gently laid her on the ground.

"Sorry hun." he said softly. Then walked out the door.

End Chapter.