Epilogue

3 years later

Sorry for the long wait, its been a hard couple of months. Thank you so much for all my readers who kept this story going, thank you to StyxxOmega for proofreading this story.

I just want to clarify that Sam went to the underworld because Annabeth put that drachma in his hand, if she hadn't done that, Sam would've gone to heaven, because that's what he believed in.

So here it is, the epilogue, the final chapter.

Third Persons

Sam and Dean drove along the back road, Sam was on his laptop, papers and old newspapers were scattered around on the backseat.

He was looking at the case of these people who were pulled up the chimney, then killed.

Dean was listening to "You shook me all night long" by AC/DC.

They drove up to a rest stop, and Dean pulled over onto it.

Sam glanced up "why are we stopping?" He asked.

Dean shrugged as he got out of the car.

Sam followed, "I just wanted to stop, take a moment," Dean said as he opened the trunk and pulled out two beers.

He handed one to Sam and popped the other one open for himself.

"Okay," Sam said.

They walked over to the fence; it blocked the way to a small forest.

Dean took a swig of his beer "so how's the research going?" He asked

Sam scoffed, "I just started looking at this when I saw it on the newspaper, just before we started driving… Dean that only about two hours ago."

Dean nodded and shrugged, "Okay," he said.

They heard what sounded like a motorcycle drive by, but then the sound died down as the bike drove by.

About seven seconds later another motorcycle drove up, coming from the detection the other one left from.

Sam turned around as the man drove up and parked his bike on the other side of the Impala.

He looked vaguely familiar, but with his bike helmet on, Sam couldn't make out any details.

The short man walked up to them, taking off his helmet.

With a pang Sam realized it was Nico.

"Nico?" He said and Dean turned around at that.

Nico smiled, "hey, I was just driving by and I saw you guys so, I thought I'd stop and say hi," he said.

"Huh, what are the odds?" Dean asked.

Nico shrugged, "Like I give a shit about that," he said.

"So what's been happening?" Sam asked.

Nico moved over to lean on the fence next to them. "Not much, I'm still training to be a federal agent, and I'm not quite sure what's happening with Annabeth and Percy, I think they're still at Stanford."

Sam nodded "would you a beer?" He asked but Nico shook his head.

"I have something to ask Dean…" he muttered.

Dean's eyebrows raised "what for?" He asked.

"My dad keeps a copy of all the deals made a crossroads," Nico began, "and I happened to notice that you made one."

Dean shifted uncomfortably "I- uh, Sam..." His voice faded.

"Sam died? I know, my dad is… you know, god of the underworld, he is very aware of who dies where and when and all that," Nico said. "It's fine, I understand but you've got to get out of it somehow," he continued.

"Maybe your dad can-" Sam started but Nico cut him off.

"Hades has no control over the deals, he just has a copy of the contracts. Like I said, god of the underworld."

Nico shook his head, "Anyway, I can't intervene, and I'm sure you'll figure it out, shame you didn't come to my crossroad," he muttered.

Dean looked at him, "YOUR crossroad? You make deals?"

"Well, not really, I just can... like there's only a limited amount of crossroad demons. I've only made one."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Well the guy wanted his ex to come back and-"

"No I mean, why would you volunteer for that?"

Nico shrugged, "Fun?"

They stood there in silence for a moment, then Dean said, "Do you know who does holds my contract?" trying to change the topic.

Nico glanced up, "uh, no. She escaped from hell when Azazel popped it open, I think it's all part of this huge master plan, that... Is really confusing, I don't know any of it, but it's like apocalypse big," he said.

Then he added, "but I'm sure you guys will figure it out."

He sighed dramatically, "And I'm sure those stupid angels will get involved, and their apocalypse could start if that's what Azazel is planning, and Lucifer, who for some reason is more powerful than a lot of the other gods, that's probably because he's quite youn and still has a lot of juice in him, but he could rise and..." He groaned, "The world is such a mess."

Sam and Dean glanced at each other, they both were confused on what Nico was talking about but decided to leave it be.

"You're telling us?" Dean muttered.

Nico laughed, "and Dean, if you don't get out of your deal, the capital "G" God might bring you back."

"God? Why would he do that? And does he even exist?" Dean asked.

Nico shrugged, deciding to only answer the first part of the question, "to be honest, I don't know why he would save you, but you're mandatory for something, something that Apollo saw... Some prophecy, I don't know, but it's possible. I'm also not sure why but God and Apollo are really close, he might think Apollo's a prophet."

Sam shrugged, "that's good, I guess," he said.

Nico smiled, "don't get to ahead of yourself," he muttered then he put his bike helmet back on and said, "I'll probably see you guys in some form of the underworld before too long."

He walked over and got back on his bike, right before he drove off Sam called, "oh, Nico! Thanks for the advice."

Nico glanced up, "what advice?"

"Back at Stanford, it was two days after you'd arrived you told me that it doesn't matter what's inside of you, as long as you think it's all cool, then it's… all cool," Sam replied.

Nico nodded slowly, "are you sure that was me who said that?"

Sam nodded.

"Huh, well, you're welcome I guess," Nico said, then he turned on his motorcycle and drove off, waving as he skidded out onto the road.

"He's a nice kid," Dean mentioned.

Sam smiled, "he's the one I thought was a necromancer."

Dean's eyebrows raised for the third time that day.

"Oh," he said.

The two brothers got back into their car and as Dean turned it on "You shook me all night long" started playing again.

Sam glanced at the stereo. "Sure are feeling like AC/DC, today… that's the only thing you've been playing," he joked.

Dean grimaced but quickly changed the casset tape and turned the song on, "Bad moon rising" by Credence Clearwater revival.

Sam laughed and turned it up because the song suited the mood.

Dean hummed the motor to life and zipped out onto the road, Sam turned on his laptop again and Dean started humming along to the song.

It was a rare time of peace for the Winchester brothers.