Abby and Bobby walked into the motel room that Dean was in. They saw Dean just sitting in a chair staring at Sam's dead body. Abby grimaced and walked up to him slowly.

"Dean?" He didn't acknowledge her. "Bobby brought you some chicken." Bobby put the bucket of chicken on the table.

"No, thanks. I'm fine," said Dean not taking his eyes off of Sam.

Abby licked her lips and crouched down next to Dean. She put her hand on his knee. "You should eat something."

Dean looked at her angrily and said in a cold voice, "I said I'm fine." Abby looked away from him and got up.

"Dean...I hate to bring this up, I really do," said Bobby. "But don't you think maybe it's time...we bury Sam."

"No."

"We could..." Bobby scratched the back of his head sighing and looked at Abby. "Maybe..."

"What? Torch his corpse?" He was quiet for a second. "Not yet."

Abby bit her bottom lip. "Dean...come with me and Bobby."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Dean, please," said Bobby.

"Would you two cut me some slack?" He stood up staring angrily at them.

"I just don't think you should be alone, that's all," said Abby reaching out for him.

"I gotta admit," said Bobby. "I could use your help." Dean scoffed and turned his back on them. "Somethin' big is going down...end-of-the world big."

Dean looked at them. "Well, then let it end!"

Abby looked at him concerned. "You don't mean that."

"You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it." He got closer to Bobby and Abby pointing at them. "And if you know what's good for you, turn around, and get the hell out of here. Go!" He pushed Bobby on the shoulder and Bobby put his hands on Abby's shoulders to protect her from whatever Dean was going to do. Dean looked at their faces seeing the tears fill their eyes. He shook his head and walked away. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

Bobby sighed and started to walk away but Abby stood still staring at Dean angrily as he turned his back on the. Bobby opened the door. "You know where I'll be." He left the door open for Abby as she walked over to it.

She put her hand on the door and looked over at him and Dean looked over at her. "Don't think you're the only one that has lost someone. You saw what happened at the Roadhouse. For all I know my mother was one of those burned up bodies. The one raised me. Ash is definitely gone. The big brother I never had. And Jo...she's somewhere out there, alone and doesn't even know what happened." Angry tears started to pour down her face as Dean stood there staring at her. "So don't you dare think you're the only one that has lost someone in this world! Don't you dare!" She slammed the door behind her and walked out.

Abby and Bobby were sitting at the kitchen table working on some of the coordinates of the demon sightings when they heard a knock on the door. The two looked at each other confused and Bobby got up to open it. Abby heard Dean and...Sam's voice?

Abby got up from the table and walked towards the door.

"Sam. It's good to see...you up and around," said Bobby. Abby was watching the scene in front of her play out. How the hell was Sam alive?! She noticed Dean wouldn't even make eye contact with her or Bobby.

"Yeah, well... thanks for patching me up," said Sam.

"Don't mention it."

"Well Sam's better. And we're back in it now, so...what do you know?" asked Dean walking in. Bobby closed the door behind them and Sam smiled at Abby.

"Hey, Abs, heard what happened? Thanks for trying to kick his ass. How's the arm anyway?"

She grimaced walking past them. "It's been better." Sam noticed the way Abby and Dean were acting towards each other but didn't say anything.

"Well, we found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means," said Bobby.

"What is it?" asked Sam.

"Demonic omens...like a frickin' tidal wave," said Abby.

"Yeah, cattle deaths. Lightening storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here." Bobby pointed to Wyoming on the map. "All around here, except for one place...Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" asked Dean.

"Yeah. That one area's totally clean...spotless. It's almost as if..."

"What?" asked Sam.

Bobby and Abby glanced at each other. Abby let out a deep breath and looked at Sam and Dean. "As if the demons are surrounding it."

The brothers looked at them confused. "But you don't know why?" asked Dean.

"No, and by this point my eyes are swimming. Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you could catch something I couldn't."

"Yeah, sure," said Sam.

"Come on, Dean. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug 'em in." Abby noticed the tone in Bobby's voice.

"Yeah." Dean glanced at Abby then followed him out.

Sam and Abby looked over the map then Sam glanced up to see Abby's cold stare. "Are you ok Abs?"

She smiled at him and nodded. "Yup, fine. Let's look over this map."

A few minutes go by and they heard the front door open and close. "Abby! Abby!" yelled Bobby. Abby furrowed her eyebrows and walked towards the door and felt her knees buckle.

"Ma?" Tears filled her eyes seeing her mother with Bobby and Dean. She ran towards her mother and hugged her. "Oh my God! I thought you were..."

"I almost was," said Ellen holding Abby tightly. Abby sobbed into her mothers shoulders.

"Come on," said Bobby patting Ellens shoulder. "You need a drink."

Ellen nodded as Abby and her let go of each other. Abby wiped her tears away and chuckled. "Oh, God, look at me. I'm a mess." She continued to wipe the tears.

"No," said Ellen putting her hands on her shoulders. "You are as beautiful as you were when you were born."

Abby gave her a weak smile. "Thanks mom you and dad were always the one to say I was." Ellen laughed as they walked to the table where Bobby was pouring a shot from his flask to her. Abby and Ellen eyed it suspiciously knowing what he just poured.

"Bobby, is this really necessary?" asked Ellen.

"Just a belt of Holy Water, shouldn't hurt," said Bobby.

Ellen lifted the shot to her mouth and swallowed it. She looked at Bobby. "Whiskey now, if you don't mind."

Abby and Ellen sat down and Abby was holding her hand as if, if she let go her mother would disappear. "Ma, what happened? How'd you get out?"

"I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to be in there with everybody else. But we ran out of pretzels, of all things. It was just dumb luck." She grabbed the shot that Bobby poured for her and downed it. "Anyway, that's when Ash called. Panic in his voice. He told me to look in the safe. Then the call cut out. By the time I got back, the flames were sky-high. And everybody was dead. I couldn't have been gone more than fifteen minutes."

"Sorry, Ellen," said Sam.

Ellen licked her lips as the tears started to fill her eyes. "A lot of good people died in there. And I got to live. Lucky me." She looked at Abby who wiped the tears from her cheeks for the umpteenth time.

"Ellen, you mentioned a safe," said Dean.

"A hidden safe we keep in the basement."

"Demons get what was in it?"

"No." She pulled out a map from her pocket and unfolded it. They saw several black lines and X's on it.

"Whyoming, what does that mean?" Dean pointed to the lines.

"I don't believe it," said Bobby setting down a large book on the table he was reading.

"What? You got something?" asked Sam.

"A lot more than that. Each of these X's," he said pointing at them. "Is an abandoned frontier church...all mid 19th century. And all of them built by Samuel Colt."

"Samuel Colt...the demon-killing, gun making Samuel Colt?" asked Abby.

"Yep. And there's more. He built private railway lines." He pointed to the black lines on the map. "Connecting church to church. It just happens to lay out like this." He connected the lines and a star was made.

"Tell me that's not what I think it is," said Dean.

"It's a Devil's Trap. A 100-square mile Devil's Trap," said Sam.

"That's brilliant. Iron lines demons can't cross," said Abby.

"I've never heard of anything that massive," said Ellen and Abby shook her head agreeing.

"No one has," said Bobby.

"And after all these years none of the lines are broken? I mean, it still works?" asked Dean.

"Definitely," said Sam.

"How do you know?"

"All those omens Bobby and Abs found. I mean the demons, they must be circling and they can't get in."

"Yeah, well...they're trying," said Bobby.

"Why? What's inside?" asked Abby.

"That's what I've been looking for. And, uh, there's nothing except an old cowboy cemetery right in the middle."

"Well what's so important about a cemetery or...what's Colt trying to protect?" asked Sam.

"Well, unless..." said Dean.

"Unless what?" asked Abby.

"What if Colt wasn't trying to keep the demons out? What if he was trying to keep something in?"

"Well that's a comforting thought," said Ellen.

"Yeah, you think?" asked Dean.

"Could they do it, Bobby? Could they get inside?" asked Sam.

"This thing's so powerful, you'd practically need an A-bomb to destroy it. No way a full-blood demon gets across," said Bobby.

"No," said Sam leaning up from the table. "But I know who could." They all look at him confused until realization hit them.

The five of them filled their cars with everything Bobby had in the house. Abby closed the trunk to Bobby's car and walked by Ellen.

"Um, Abigail, what is that?" asked Ellen.

Abby stopped and turned on her heel. "What is what?"

Ellen narrowed her eyes and motioned for her to get closer. "Mom, we don't have time for this."

"Now Abigail Lorain Harvelle."

Abby breathed heavily and walked towards her mother. "What?"

Ellen took her pony tail away from her neck and arched an eyebrow at the hickey on her neck. "That."

"Um...I burned myself with the hair dryer."

"That is not a burn..."

"Mom we don't have time for this! Let's just go!" Abby got into Bobby's car in the back and Ellen gave Dean a long hard look before getting into Bobby's car.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~The five them pulled up to the cemetery and grabbed their guns. They buried the cars with branches and headed inside.

"Wait, Abs," said Dean grabbing her arm. She sighed and looked at him. "I need to talk to you."

"Now? Now you want to talk?" Her eyes were wide. "You have really bad timing."

"Yes I know this but I have to tell you something."

"Ok...I'm waiting."

"I made a deal." She looked at him confused. "I made a deal to save Sam's life."

Abby took in a shaky breath. "How long?"

"One year."

Abby felt a shiver run down her spine and she closed her eyes letting it sink in. She opened them up and nodded. "One year...well for that one year I hope it knocks some sense into that thick skull of yours." She shook her head at him. "We'll deal with this later right now, we need to save the world."

Abby walked to the spot Bobby told her to go and waited till Jake came in.

"Howdy, Jake," said Sam as he, Bobby, Ellen, Dean and Abby walked out from the shadows with their guns raised at him.

"Wait..." said Jake. "You were dead. I killed you."

"Yeah? Well next time, finish the job."

"I did! I cut clean through your spinal cord, man." Sam glanced at Dean giving him a confused look. "You can't be alive. You can't be."

"Okay, just take it real easy there, son," said Bobby.

"And if I don't?"

"Wait and see," said Sam.

"What, you a tough guy all of a sudden? What are you gonna do...kill me?"

"It's a thought."

"You had your chance. You couldn't."

"I won't make that mistake twice." Jake started to laugh.

"What are you smiling at, you little bitch?" asked Dean.

"Hey Ladies, do me a favor. Put those guns to your heads." Ellen and Abby pointed their guns to their heads. Abby glanced at Ellen as Ellen started to shake. "See that Ava girl was right. Once you give in to it, there's all sorts of new Jedi mind tricks you can learn."

"Let them go," said Sam.

"Shoot him," said Ellen.

"You'll be mopping up skull before you get a shot off," said Jake. "Everybody, put your guns down. Except for you two." Dean, Sam and Bobby dropped their guns. "Okay. Thank you."

Dean glanced at Abby who started to shake now knowing whatever Jake was about to do, no matter what, he was going to make them shoot themselves. Abby licked her lips and looked at Dean.

Jake turned around and pulled the Colt out of his pocket. He inserted the Colt into the crypt. Before the girls could shoot themselves Bobby grabbed Ellen and Dean grabbed Abby. When this was happening Sam shot Jake in the back four times. Jake fell to the ground and Sam stood in front of him.

"Please...don't, please," begged Jake but Sam shot Jake three times in the chest.

The five of them watched as two separate engravings on the crypt spin in different directions then stop.

"Oh, no," said Bobby.

Abby looked away from Dean's chest to Bobby. "Bobby what is it?"

"It's hell." Dean got up and pulled the Colt from the Crypt.

"Take cover...now!" yelled Bobby. The five of them ran behind the tombstones as the doors to the Crypt busted open. Dean covered Abby with his body. Black mass erupted from it and shot outward.

"What the hell just happened?!" yelled Dean still covering Abby.

"That's a devil's gate. A damn door to hell," yelled Ellen.

They saw the railway break in two letting all of the demons out.

"Come on! We gotta shut that gate!"

Abby went to get up when Dean pulled her down. "No, you're not going over there!"

"Dean! Let me go! I can help!"

"I don't want you to!"

She stared into his eyes and shook her head. "This is why Dean...this is why I was a drifter."

Dean nodded knowing what she meant. He can't make her stay hidden even if it killed him. This is what Abigail Harvelle was, a hunter and nothing else. She kissed Dean on the lips and ran to help her mother and Bobby close the gate leaving Dean.

Abby, Bobby and Ellen fought with the fate doors. Abby thought she was going to pass out from all the struggling and deep breathing. Finally they were closed. Ellen patted her back. They turned around and saw John. Abby stepped back seeing John and put her hand to her heart.

John took a step back from Dean glanced at Abby and winked. She waved at him smiling as tears filled her eyes. John looked back at Dean and disappeared.

Ellen, Bobby and Abby leaned on Bobby's car waiting for the boys to walk back towards them.

"Mom, have you found Jo?" asked Abby.

"I may have, why?"

"I feel awful. I promised you that I would find her and I was so into helping the Winchesters and..."

"Falling in love." Abby looked down at the ground feeling her heart sink at those words. "Abby you know it's ok to fall in love."

"No it's not." She looked at her mother who had a sad look to her face. Abby shook her head. "Someone like me, like the Winchesters...we cannot fall in love." Abby was quiet for a few seconds. "I'm going to help find Jo." Abby watched as Dean and Sam walked up to the Impala. Ellen, Bobby and Abby walked up to them.

"Well...Yellow Eyed Demon might be dead," said Ellen. "But a lot more got through that gate."

"How many, you think?" asked Dean.

"Hundred. Maybe two hundred. It's an army. He's unleashed an army," said Sam.

"Hope to hell you boys are ready. 'Cause the war has just begun," said Bobby.

"Well, then," said Dean opened the trunk and throwing the Colt in. He closed it and looked at the four of them. "We got work to do."

Abby looked at Bobby and Ellen and Ellen saw the look. "Come on, Bobby, we need a shot." Bobby and Ellen walked towards Bobby's car and Sam got into the Impala.

"Come on, Abs," said Dean grabbing her hand. "We've got a lot to talk about." Abby just stayed still as Dean tried walk with her. He looked back at her as she avoided his eyes. He chuckled lightly. "You're not coming."

She looked at him in the eyes. "I need to find Jo...and what happened back there is the reason why we can't be together." He nodded understanding.

He scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, one of the reasons why I never really kept a serious relationship."

She put her hands on his face and kissed his lips. "Doesn't mean I don't care about you." They stared into each others eyes. "I'll never stop caring about you, you are my best friend, my only best friend, hell, my only friend." She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist holding her tight. He let a few tears slip out of his eyes while she let a whole bunch. She sniffed and took in his scent one more time.

She leaned towards his ear and whispered, "If you ever need anything, anything at all, let it be a demon hunt, a salt and burn case or a little leprechaun," she smiled a little then it disappeared. "You can call me and I'll be hitch hiking my way towards you in a New York minute."

"The same goes for you."

She nodded and looked up at him. She felt his hands move up her back and then towards her head. She looked at him strangely then felt her hair becoming lose from the pony tail and she smiled at him. He ran his hands through it. It was soft and thick.

"How many times do I have to tell you to keep it down?"

"Because it makes me look so mature."

He smiled warmly at her. "No, because it makes you look beautiful."

Her eyes softened and she grabbed the hair thing and put it around his wrist. "Keep it, to remember me."

He cupped her face in his hands making her look at him. "I will always remember you."

She smiled and he leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She opened up fully to him. They deepened the kiss and let their last kiss be remembered towards each other. It lasted for only seconds but it felt like forever. They let go their lips still inches from each other and gave each other one last little kiss. "I'll miss you."

They were the last words he heard her say before she walked away towards Bobby's car. Dean sniffed back the tears gave her one last glance as she got in the car and got into the Impala. Dean turned the radio on and what he heard felt like someone stabbed him in the heart.

I guess this time you're really leaving
I heard your suitcase say goodbye
And as my broken heart lies bleeding
You say true love it's suicide

You say you're cried a thousand rivers
And now you're swimming for the shore
You left me drowning in my tears
And you won't save me anymore

AN: Last chapter...tell me what you think. Keep an eye out for the sequel!!! lots of love J.B.