AN: Alright, here it is; the ending. Let me know what you guys think about the story. I appreciate everyone's reviews that helped me continue the story to make it what it is now. Hopefully, when it's posted, you guys will review the sequel as well. Thanks for all of the continuous support and feedback.

Disclaimer: *Rolls Eyes* Do I look like EK?

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It had been a few days since the kidnapping, and Dean laid comfortably in his bed. Today, he didn't know what he wanted to do. Annie had been afraid, and had been having nightmares ever since her kidnapping and Sam had been moping about Ruby, even though he'd never admit to it, Dean knew better.

On top of that, he still kept thinking about what Zeke said about his mother, Sam, and Annie. He also kept thinking about what John had said about Sam. He knew their lives were complicated, but still, his little girl? Being involved with wars, and demons? He knew he would have to tell her soon, especially if she had powers. He knew he had to think of something fast if her powers started to develop sooner than Sam's.

He got up, and got dressed. He didn't know what he was going to do, or even where he was going, but he knew he couldn't just lay there. As he walked down the hallway, he peered into Annie's room. She was still sound asleep. He smiled because for once, she wasn't having a nightmare. He then walked into Sam's room, and saw that he too, was not having a nightmare, but yet sleeping peacefully for once. He closed the door, and went out to the driveway and got into the impala. He didn't know why, but he found himself driving to the cemetery.

When he got there, he knew where he was going; he struggled to keep it together. He stood there before his parents' graves, and gulped. He had no idea why he was there, and what he would say, but standing there made him so nervous and he felt so alone and scared without them.

"Is it true?" Dean questioned as he ran his hand past Mary's name on her tombstone.

"I don't want to believe it, but everything has been changing, and it seems like everything I ever knew has gone to crap. Sometimes I tell myself that the demon was lying to mess with my head, but sometimes...Sometimes, I don't know what to think. Why did you tell Sam you were sorry back in our old house all those years ago?" Dean said as he let tears well in his eyes. He didn't care; it was too late at night for anyone to see anyways.

"I love you Mom, I just..." Dean paused, trying not to feel overwhelmed, but failing miserably.

He ran his hand past his father's name now, and dropped to his knees.

"Dad, I needed you most when you decided to leave. Hmpf, I'm a father now, and I have no idea what I'm doing, and I really need you right now. When you left, I felt so alone... and… Scared. I didn't think I'd save Sam, didn't even think I'd ever get out of hell. Everything's on my shoulders, and if I fail, I fail everyone Dad. Why do we always have to make sacrifices? Why do we always get the bad luck? It's not fair...and it never will be." He paused for a brief moment.

"My Annie...She's a part of this now, I tried to protect her, but I'm gonna have to tell her soon, about the supernatural, about her mother... She's so smart, I can't hide it forever. I'm so afraid that something bad is gonna happen to her, she's my little girl, and if something ever happened to her because of this life...I'd never forgive myself. Or you." Dean whispered. He slowly got up, and in one swift motion, he swiped away the tears that had fallen down his face. He was making his way back to the impala when he heard footsteps behind him.

"What do you want now?" Dean muttered, annoyed as he spun on his heel seeing Bela.

"I want her to know the truth. Not what that demon told you. I didn't make the deal for money. I made it to save my life."

"How noble. Why should I even bother? Both stories are sick and twisted, she'll hate you either way."

"Maybe, maybe not. Maybe she'll appreciate the fact that I gave her to you so she could have a normal life, or at least as normal as possible. I'd just screw her up, like me."

"We're both screwed. What makes me better than you?"

"You care about her, and you'd do anything for her, like you would for your brother. You raised him, you have experience. I can't stand children. They're crying and whining all the time…"

"How is she going to feel when I tell her that you don't love her?" Dean questioned anger in his rising voice.

"I do love her. I did what I did for her, and she should know that. Promise me that she'll know that." Bela begged. She knew Dean wasn't obligated to do anything for her, but she had to try.

"I want her to know about me, and about the supernatural things in the world. I want her to be happy and safe. Promise me that." Bela whispered faintly as she bit her lip, willing herself to keep it together.

Dean just nodded. "I promise."

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Meanwhile, Sam stirred in his sleep, and woke when he heard something at his window. He opened his eyes, and slowly got up, clutching the knife on his nightstand. He went over to the window, and when he opened the blinds, he couldn't believe his eyes. He immediately opened the window, and moved the salt away from the windowsill. Ruby climbed into his room through the window, and Sam took her in an embrace and held her tightly.

"What are you doing?" Ruby questioned, she was shocked at his reaction.

"I thought you died, I was so scared." Sam whispered as he let her go now. Ruby looked at him confused.

"Really?" Ruby whispered.

"Ruby I care a lot about you." Sam said softly. Ruby nodded.

"I--"

"--Don't worry," Sam cut in, "I know." He whispered as he held on to her hand.

When Dean got back to their home, he walked inside. At first, he wanted to collapse on his sofa, but he felt the need to go see Annie. He walked up the stairs, and walked quietly into her room. He saw she stirred, and he gently woke her up.

"Daddy?" She questioned, still tired.

"Hey, any nightmares?" Dean questioned. Annie shook her head no.

"Good." He said as he took Annie in his arms.

"Daddy, are you okay?" Annie questioned.

"Yeah, I'm fine now. You know I love you right?" Dean questioned. Annie nodded.

"No matter what, I'll always love you, and you'll always be my little girl." Dean whispered as he kissed the top of her head.

"I know Daddy." She said, and rested her head on his chest. He noticed she soon fell asleep, and couldn't help but notice how much she looked like an angel when she slept. He let a tear run down his face as he thought about her future. He closed his eyes as he wept inside for her.

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AN: What'd you guys think? The ending is kinda short, but it pulls everything together, and leaves an interesting ending. Please review, it's vital for your sequel!