Closer to Love

20. All Hell Breaks Loose (Part Two)

Dean, Kelsey, holding Tess, and Katie stood next to Sam's body.

Bobby entered with a bucket of chicken and said, "Dean? Kelsey? Katie?"

"No thanks," Dean replied. "We're fine."

Kelsey shot her husband a look, then said, "Thank you, Bobby. I'll have some, and you may as well leave some for Dean and Katie."

"You should eat something," Bobby told Dean. "Kelsey's right."

Dean looked up. "I said I'm fine."

Bobby glanced between them. "Dean, Kelsey, Katie... I hate to bring this up, I really do. But don't you three think maybe it's time... we bury Sam."

"No," Dean, Kelsey and Katie answered.

"We could," Bobby sighed, "maybe..."

Dean interrupted him. "What? Torch his corpse? Not yet."

"I want you four to come with me."

"We're not going anywhere."

"Dean, Kelsey, Katie, please."

"Would you cut us some slack?"

"I just don't think you four should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit -- I could use your help. Each of you."

"Bobby-" Dean and Katie said.

"Something big is going down -- end-of-the-world big."

"Well, then let it end!" Dean yelled.

"You don't mean that."

"You don't think so? Huh? You don't think the girls and I've given enough? You don't think the girls and I've paid enough? I'm done with it. I'm pretty sure she is too. All of it. And if you both know what's good for you, turn around, and get the hell out of here. Go! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

"You know where I'll be." He left.

Dean, Katie and Kelsey took another look at Sam's body and a tear fell from Dean's eye.

Kelsey wiped his tear away and pulled him closer to her. Dean tried to keep his composure but found himself starting to cry.

WOODS

Jake was sitting in a campsite with a fire burning. He was dozing off, but suddenly woke to see the Yellow-Eyed Demon standing in front of him.

"Howdy, Jake," the Yellow-Eyed Demon greeted.

"I'm -- I'm dreaming aren't I?" Jake asked.

"I've got a genius on my hands. Well congratulations, Jake. You're it -- last man standing. The American Idol. I have to admit -- You weren't the horse I was bettin' on, but still, I gotta give it to you."

"Go... to Hell."

"Been there... done that."

"Everything you put me through -- dragging me to that place, making me kill those people..."

"All part of the beauty pageant. Jake, I needed the strongest, and that's you."

"Needed me for what?"

"Oh, I got a laundry list of tasty things for you."

"The only thing I am going to do is wake up, hunt you down, and kill you myself."

"You know, others have tried. It's not easy. Trust me, Jake. You want to be a good little soldier, here."

"And if I'm not?"

"If you're a bad little soldier, well, that dear old mom of yours, that adorable little sister, I'll make certain that they both live long enough to know the chewy taste of their own intestines. No, Jake. I'm not bluffing."