*Alright, closing in on the last few chapters. I know, crazy right? Anyways...I just feel like this ones a little rushed, but I'm job searching and I'd like to get this story finished before I start my job or else I'll never have time to finish it. Hope it sounds okay.

Bobby's.

Bobby walked over to where Dean was sitting to talk to him. Dean showed him the rings linking together, and finally informed Bobby about what Death said. Dean admitted to not wanting Sam to do it. Bobby however was the one to convince Dean maybe this plan might work, that Sam was good enough underneath it all to do this. It took a lot, but he finally got to Dean. Made him realize Sam might have a chance.

A little while later Dean found Sam outside leaning on the impala.

After talking to Bobby, and then Bela, he'd came to a decision. It was killing him inside though.

"I'm in."

"What?"

"The whole saying yes to satan plan, I'm in."

"You're gonna let me do this? Why?"

"Sam, I'm not letting you do anything, that's not my job. It's your call, if it's what you wanna do, I'll back you up."

"Didn't think you'd ever say that."

"Yeah, I know. Looking out for you...well that's all I've ever been, all I've ever done. But you're not that kid anymore and I have to stop acting like you are. I'm the one who has to grow up now. If anyone can do this, it's you."

"Thanks."

"So then, you really wanna do this?" Dean asked.

"I let him out, I gotta put him back in."

Dean took a drink of his beer. "Okay then."

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Evening.

"We all up to speed then? Kill several demons, get enough blood for Sam here to be strong enough. Then head out to find the devil." Dean said.

Bela hadn't been ready for this though, it'd been one night since Dean mentioned the plan, and now they were off to fight the devil.

The other men walked out leaving the two of them alone.

"Hey." he said, making her face him.

"It's fine. You have to go."

"Bela..."

"Don't okay? This was the plan right? I can handle it."

He grimaced. He could tell she was trying to tough it out.

"I know you can. I want to come back here you know. I know this is Sam's fight once we get there..." Dean started.

"No, it isn't. I understand. Even if this goes bad...you won't let Sam go alone. It'll be the two of you in this fight. That's how it goes Dean. He's your brother, your family."

"Yeah well he isn't my only family."

"I know that too...but you have to go. You can't let him go alone. I may not want to do this alone, but I can. There's a good chance you're not coming back, and I have to deal with that. Sam says yes and can't take control, we know what will happen. And even if Sam can do this...there's a chance none of you will make it out of this alive. I'm prepared for it Dean. I don't like it, but I'm ready."

Dean nodded. "I do love you, you know that right?"

"Yes, I do. And I you."

"Alright." Dean squeezed her hand. "Goodbye."

Jo showed up right before Dean was ready to walk out. "You guys haven't left yet? Good."

Dean shook his head. He kissed Bela softly and let his lips linger. It's all he could give her now.

Bela walked back into the other room. She didn't say anything else. Dean went over to the door where Jo stood.

"You're not going." he told her.

She had a feeling he'd say that. "Shoulda guessed."

"For one, your mom would come back from the dead to kill me. And uh...look, no one else is here. Bobby won't stay behind. I don't have anyone to ask to keep an eye on her."

Jo nodded. She wanted to go, after all this fight caused her mother's death, but she understood what Dean was asking of her.

"I will."

"Thank you. Look, if we don't come back...if this ends badly, whatever you do, don't let her come after us."

She nodded again. "Be careful okay? For her and your kid you need to make it back here."

Dean sighed. "I can't promise that."

"I know Dean."

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The girls both heard the impala pull out. Jo walked into the living room. Bela tried to hide it, but she had wiped a tear away.

"I get it." Jo said.

"What? I'm fine." Bela said quickly.

"Uh huh...I know what you did. You kept it all together til he left. Mom did that with me. She didn't cry when we had that memorial for my father, she never cried in front of me all those years. Once I caught her in her room though...I could hear her. The first time I ever saw her cry was that night in the store, when she thought I was going to die. You had to do it, so he wouldn't see you break, but I don't care okay? You can break here all you want. I'm not judging. It's okay to cry a little."

Bela nodded. "I don't want to."

Jo shrugged. "Maybe not. You have a right to though. You don't even have to blame the hormones. I don't want to see anything happen to them either."

"Really one of those times I want a drink." Bela commented.

Jo smiled. "Yeah, I bet."

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