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The Beginning

Her breath rushed out in a explosive burst from her lungs and the pain in her back and chest expanded as she fought for consciousness. A deep breath through her nose was enough that she could open her eyes and by the second deep breath she was able to sit up. Not without pain but she could at least move- that was a good sign in her line of work. She looked around the decrepit old house and the old worn, bloodied bed she was lying on and couldn't remember a thing. What had happened? What was the last thing she remembered? It was fuzzy to say the least.

She was just about to take another deep breath when a noise caught her off guard. She moved her hand next to her, in search of something that could be used as a weapon, but she couldn't find one. She was about to stand to fight off the assailant when they walked into the room she was in and stopped at the sight of her sitting up in bed. She gasped out the breath she was holding and grimaced as it released another sharp pain in her back.

"What happened?" She questioned in a rough sounding voice.

"Bella?" He asked in a shocked voice.

"Yeah, Sammy. Of course. Now what happened? The top of my back feels like it has third degree burns that go bone deep." Instead of an answer he launched himself at her and hugged her tightly to himself.

"Urgh Sammy!" She groaned. "Not the thing you want to do when someone tells you they have third degree burns on their back." She moaned. He released her instantly and she wiggled her back to ease some tension, it didn't really work.

"You don't have third degree burns Bell." He told her solemnly, releasing her.

"Well what do I have?" She asked her older brother as he stood from the bed she was still sitting on. She looked up at his 6'3" frame with shaggy hair that was almost caught in his green eyes and watched as her normally self assured and smart brother hesitated.

"What do you remember?" He asked.

Although she thought it was a strange question she knew he was serious, so she answered. "I remember arguing with Dean about onion rings at the Diner and then I went in and it went black until I woke up in the hills have eyes."

"Cold Oak." He supplied.

"Right, whatever." She commented noncommittally.

"Then what?" He asked.

"Oh come on Sammy-"

"What next Bella?"

"Ugh, fine. I found the others- four of them. Lily was killed first then Andy and I found out Ava was behind it. Then Jake killed Ava and the next thing I know Jake is trying to kill me so I knocked him out. Then I- I saw you, Dean and Bobby, and... I felt this pain. This sharp pain, like... like, white-hot, you know, and then you guys started running at me, and...that's about it."

"Yeah, er yeah, that- that kid, stabbed you in the back. You lost a lot of blood. It was pretty touch and go for awhile." He told her.

"But you can't patch up a wound that bad. Neither can Dean. Speaking of, where is Dean?"

"No, Bobby could." He told her. "Dean went to get some supplies, he should be back-" He didn't get to finish as the man in question came through the front door and into the room where his two younger siblings were talking.

"Bells." He said in relief while he hugged her.

"Ow. Uh, Dean…" She said, uncomfortable as her back was still aching.

"Oh." He cough as he become awkward. "Good to see you up, you gave us a scare." She just huffed while her oldest brother smirked.

"Yeah, I got stabbed right?" She asked her brother. She looked at her oldest but shorter brother, he was around 6' and had cropped hair and hazel eyes. At her question she watched his smile become forced and he nodded to answer her. "Thank god Bobby was able to patch me up then."

"Yeah. So, who-" He coughed again and she frowned. "Who was that kid, anyway?"

"His name's Jake." She told them both. "Did you get him?"

"No, he disappeared into the woods." Dean said, looking at Sam to back him up. Although Sam never gave a verbal response, he just nodded while keeping his eyes suspiciously on his older brother.

"We've got to find him, guys. And I swear I'm gonna tear that son of a bitch apart." She said, while standing up for the first time. Both of her brothers went to stop her but she didn't let them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy there, Croft. You just woke up, all right? Let's get you something to eat. Huh? You want something to eat?" Dean said. She didn't need his patronizing tone right now. It was always the same when she got hurt- because she was the youngest and because she was a girl, but she had something she needed to take care of and now that she had been awake for a while she realized she didn't hurt that much anymore. But one look at both of her brothers she knew that she wouldn't get away with not taking their advice so she nodded.

"I'm starving. Come on." She told them, leading them out of the house.

They stopped off at a fast food place and just got a couple of burgers- and a salad for Sam -in the drive-thru before making their way to Bobby's.

"Hey, Bobby." Dean and Sam greeted the hunter in unison when he answered to the three knocks. Bella simply smiled slightly before giving her greeting.

"Hey, Bobby."

"Bella. It's good to see... you up and around." He told her and she smiled wider at him.

"Yeah, well... thanks for patching me up." She told him earnestly.

"Don't mention it." He said, causing the youngest hunter to frown slightly at his small hesitation.

"Well Bella's better. And we're back in it now, so...what do you know?" Dean said hurriedly when he saw her frown.

"Well, I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means." He told the other three as he lead them into his house.

"What is it?" Sam asked eagerly.

"Demonic omens like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle deaths. Lightening storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere." He made his way to a table with a map of the entire US and pointed. "Here." He said. "All around here, except for one place...Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" Dean asked in confusion.

"Yeah. That one area's totally clean- spotless. It's almost as if…" He trailed off as if he didn't want to answer.

"What?" Bella asked, half of her irritated that he had hesitated to answer and the other half afraid of what he would divulge.

"The demons are surrounding it." He said, ominously.

"But you don't know why?" Dean asked the seasoned hunter's opinion.

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

"Err- Yeah, sure." She said, knowing something was up. She was only eighteen and although she was probably- if not more -clever than Sam at her age, she knew Bobby was wise enough in demons and things to outweigh her smarts in the research department if he wanted too.

"Come on, Boys. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug 'em in." He said to her brothers. Maybe he just didn't want her to over-do herself after such a bad injury. She still couldn't get over it- stabbed. She was stabbed in the back. Literally. She sighed as she sat down with the books and picked the first one up.

"Yeah." Dean said as he watched his baby sister sit down at the table, starting her research. He followed the older hunter and his baby brother out into the junkyard that was Singer's Salvage yard. Until they were both turned on by an angry Bobby.

"Which one? Which one of you is the stupid idjit?" Sam quickly pointed to Dean and Bobby forced all his anger towards the eldest Winchester. "You stupid ass! What did you do? What did you do?" He shouted as he pushed him. "You made a deal...For Bella, didn't you? How long did they give you?" He asked, still angry but you could tell that sadness was also a huge emotion for the hunter right at that moment.

"Bobby." Dean tried.

"How long?" He shouted again. Dean hesitated again, and so the other Winchester brother spoke up.

"Dean answer him."

"One year." He told them both, hanging his head slightly.

"Damn it, Dean." Sam grunted his agreement with the old hunter that was almost at the point of lashing out at his brother. He'd let him as well, because as much as he'd wanted to save Bella as well- that wasn't the way. And she would agree, he knew.

"Which is why we gotta find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch. That's why I'm gonna kill him myself. I got nothing to lose now, right?"

"I could throttle you!" Bobby shouted as he grabbed Dean by his shirt collar.

"And send me downstairs ahead of schedule?" Dean questioned.

"What is it with you Winchesters, huh?" He asked his pseudo-son as he released him. "You, your dad. You're both just itching to throw yourselves down the pit. The only ones with a lick of sense seem to be Sam and Bella, unless you have something to add, Son?" He asked, looking to Sam.

"Nope." Sam said quickly before Dean started defending himself.

"Whether it makes sense or not, that's my point, Bobby- Dad brought me back. I'm not even supposed to be here. At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? It's like my life could mean something." He told him.

"What? And it didn't before?" He asked incredulously. "Have you got that low of an opinion of yourself? Are you that screwed in the head?" He asked, grabbing Dean by the shirt again.

"I couldn't let her die, Bobby." Dean moaned as he gasped for air. "I couldn't. She's my baby sister."

"How's your baby sister gonna feel when she knows your going to hell? How'd you feel when you knew your dad went for you?" His questions started as a shout until they quieted.

"You can't tell her. Neither of you! You guys can take a shot at me. Whatever you got to do, but please don't tell her." He begged to the other two hunters. He looked and saw that both of them now had tears building in their eyes and couldn't help his. No matter how much of a chick flick moment it became when Bobby hugged him. They had just release each other and Sam came to hug his big brother when there was a clank noise somewhere not far away from where they were. They all dropped behind a car until the maybe attacker walked in front of them.

"Ellen?" Dean asked and receive a nod from the woman. "Ellen. Oh, God."

They lead the woman inside where Bella rushed to her side and hugged her fiercely. It was well known that Ellen was like a Mom to the girl, and although both the youngest Winchester and Jo- Ellen's Daughter -saw each other as sisters, they were pretty much never on speaking terms.

Ellen sat at the table and Bobby sat opposite her, but before she could speak he poured her a shot of liquid from a flask and pushed it towards her.

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

"Just a belt of Holy Water, shouldn't hurt." He told her.

"Whiskey now, if you don't mind." She said after she downed the shot. Bella was quick to get the woman a drink and was pulled into the woman's side as she grabbed a chair and put it next to her.

"Ellen, what happened?" Dean asked, looking sadly at his sister for a second as she was hugged into the woman's side. "How'd you get out?"

"I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to be in there with everybody else." She replied before scoffing and continuing. "But we ran out of pretzels, of all things. It was just dumb luck." She told them all honestly, before taking a swig of the drink Bella had put in front of her. "Anyway, that's when Ash called. Panic in his voice." She said with a sigh. "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." Sam said as Bella squeezed herself harder to the older woman's side.

"A lot of good people died in there. And I got to live." She said as she felt herself tear up. She scoffed again. "Lucky me."

"Ellen, you mentioned a safe." Bobby said, after a moment of respect, but it was more like a question.

"A hidden safe we keep in the basement." She replied with a nod.

"Demons get what was in it?"

"No." She told him as she pulled out a map. She unfolded it and set in on the table. It had several black X's covering it.

"Wyoming." Dean said. "What does that mean?"

Bobby moved away from the table and started looking through all his books that Bella had left on his desk. Bella followed shortly after to help and the others just sat, Ellen and Dean drinking whisky and Sam pensive.

"I don't believe it." Bobby said after about an hour of research.

"What? You got something?" Bella asked him.

"A lot more than that." He told her, before going back to the map. "Each of these X's" he said, pointing to them on the map "is an abandoned frontier church- all mid 19th century. And all of them built by Samuel Colt." He told them all as they gathered around the table.

"Samuel Colt- the demon-killing, gun-making Samuel Colt?" Dean asked in consternation.

"Yep. And there's more. He built private railway lines" his fingers followed the way the lines laid on the map as he spoke "connecting church to church. It just happens to lay out like this." He picked up a marker and drew the lines. It made the shape of a star.

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

"It's a Devil's Trap." Bella said with a sly smile. "A 100-square mile Devil's Trap."

"That's brilliant. Iron lines demons can't cross." Sam added.

"I've never heard of anything that massive." Ellen told them all.

"No one has." Bobby said.

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

"Definitely." Bella answered before Bobby could.

"How do you know?" Dean asked his little sister.

"All those omens Bobby found." She answered, not looking away from the devils trap on the map. "I mean the demons, they must be circling and they can't get in."

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

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

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

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

"Well, unless…" Dean started.

"Unless what?" Bobby asked.

"What if Colt wasn't trying to keep the demons out? What if he was trying to keep something in?" Dean asked rhetorically, just to get the idea out there.

"Well that's a comforting thought." Ellen replied, hugging Bella to her side again.

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

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

"No." Bella's monotone voice spoke, strangely calm at the thought that had just occurred to her. "But I know who could."

"Who?" Ellen asked.

"Jake." Bella told them. "It makes sense. He can get across and release whatever it is that's there."

"Well then, let's go." Dean said and they all got ready to leave in under two minutes. Just picking up necessities.

They got to the cemetery and hid just in time to see Jake. He started straight for the crypt that waited in the middle with a gun- which they knew as the Colt -in his hand.

"Howdy, Jake." Bella called as she stood and made her way towards him with her gun drawn. She saw in her peripheral that her brothers, Bobby and Ellen all stood and started to join her with their own guns raised.

"Wait...you were dead. I killed you." He stated as he looked at Bella in shock.

"Yeah?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "Well next time, finish the job." She told him.

"I did! I cut clean through your spinal cord!" Bella quickly glanced at her brothers on her right before looking back to Jake. "You can't be alive. You can't be."

"Okay, just take it real easy there, son." Bobby said, trying to calm the agitated solider.

"And if I don't?"

"Wait and see." Bella answered.

"What, you a tough-girl all of a sudden? What are you gonna do- kill me?" He asked, laughingly.

"It's a thought." She said, without remorse for saying it.

"You had your chance. You couldn't." He told her.

"I won't make that mistake twice." She replied. She was shocked when he started to laugh and could only question him with her face as her eyebrows rose.

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

"Hey Lady," Jake nodded to Ellen "do me a favor. Put that gun to your head." They were all shocked when Ellen raised her gun, but you could tell she had fought against it- and lost. "See, that Ava girl was right. Once you give in to it, there's all sorts of new Jedi mind tricks you can learn." Jake told Bella.

"Let her go." Bella forced her voice to stay calm, but it was hard watching the woman she considered a Mom holding a gun to her head, involuntarily.

"Shoot him." Ellen's voice quivered as she spoke.

"You'll be mopping up skull before you get a shot off." Jake told them. "Everybody, put your guns down. Except you, sweetheart." He said. Bobby, Dean and Sam were the first to put theirs down, Bella was more reluctant but still complied. "Okay. Thank you." With that he turned to the crypt.

As soon as his back was turned Bella retrieved her gun while the others went to Ellen. She shot Jake in the back before she could think or question her actions. She got in front of him as he fell onto his back on the grass covered ground.

"Please...don't. Please." He gasped. Bella didn't think as she shot him three more times.

The others watched as the crypt engravings where the gun had been used as a key started to spin in different directions, then stop.

"Oh, no." Bobby said ominously.

"Bobby, what is it?" Ellen asked.

"It's hell." He replied.

Dean quickly pulled the Colt from the crypt as Bobby shouted. "Take cover-now!"

They all ran and hid themselves behind various tombstones as the doors to the crypt busted open. A large black mass erupted from the open doors and shot outward.

"What the hell just happened?" Dean shouted over the noise of the demon smoke erupting.

"That's a devil's gate. A damn door to hell." Ellen answered him. "Come on! We gotta shut that gate!" She shouted. Dean watched as they all ran to the door and stayed behind to check the Colt for bullets.

"If the demon gave this to Jake...then maybe…" He muttered to himself. Before he could finish his musing the Colt flew out of his hand and when he looked up the Yellow-Eyed Demon was holding it in his own hands.

"A boy shouldn't play with Daddy's guns." He said in a humor-filled voice.

"Dean!" Bella shouted across the graveyard as she saw her brother get thrown by Yellow Eyes. She stopped helping with the door and ran towards Dean, but didn't get very far until she was thrown against a tree and held there by an invisible force.

"I'll get to you in a minute, champ." Yellow Eyes said to her.

"But I'm proud of you- knew you had it in you." She watched as Dean got up and went to attack, but the demon stopped him as well. "Sit a spell. So, Dean...I've got to thank you. You see, demons can't resurrect people unless a deal is made. I know, red tape- it'll make you nuts. But thanks to you, Bella's back in rotation." He laughed at the prospect. "Now, I wasn't counting on that, but I'm glad. I liked her better than Jake, anyhow. Tell me- have you ever heard the expression, "If a deal sounds too good to be true, it probably is?""

"You call that deal good?" Dean asked, thinking that the demon was insane for thinking his deal was good compared to those who got ten years.

"Well, it's a better shake than your dad ever got. And you never wondered why? I'm surprised at you. I mean...you saw what your sister just did to Jake, right? That was pretty cold, wasn't it?" He asked as he chuckled. "How certain are you that what you brought back, is 100% pure Bella? You of all people should know, that's what's dead, should stay dead. Anyway...thanks a bunch. I knew I kept you alive for some reason. Until now, anyway. I couldn't have done it without your pathetic, self-loathing, self-destructive desire to sacrifice yourself for your family." At that point Yellow Eyes cocked the Colt right at Dean and Bella started struggling twice as hard until she saw something that made her stop with a Winchester- her Dad -who died suddenly last year after making a deal for Dean grasped hold of the demon and pulled it from it's body, long enough that the gun dropped and Dean picked it up. By the time the demon took over his body again, Dean had the Colt cocked and shot him dead as he stood up. The hold on Bella released and the door was finally closed. She made her way over to her Dad slowly, trying to prepare herself while also hoping she wasn't dreaming.

John Winchester looked at his children as they gathered around him and knew they would all be okay, so with a final smile and nod he disappeared to be with his Mary. Bella let out a sob and Dean and Sam each put an arm around her and squeezed. She laughed in relief that her Dad was okay and squeeze back before letting go and making her way over to the body the demon had possessed and died in.

"Well, check that off the to-do list." Dean said, coming up behind her.

"You did it." Bella said in awe of his big brother.

"I didn't do it alone." He replied.

"Do you think Dad really...do you think he really climbed outta hell?" She asked both of her brothers as she looked behind herself at them.

"The door was open." Sam replied with a shrug.

"Yeah, and if anyone's stubborn enough to do it...it would be him." Dean told her. She smiled, knowing that her brother's were both right.

"Where do you think he is now?" Sam asked.

"I don't know." Dean replied.

"I kind of can't believe it, guys." Bella started. "I mean...our whole lives, everything...has been prepping for this, and now I…" She chuckled wryly. "I kind of don't know what to say." Sam smiled along in agreement with his sister, until Dean spoke.

"I do." He said before leaning over the body of the demon. "That was for our Mom...you son of a bitch."

Sam and Bella nodded with a laugh at Dean's parting shot before making their way with their arms wrapped around each other to Ellen and Bobby, with Dean walking behind them. Bobby and Ellen stayed trailing far behind the siblings as they made their way out of the cemetery to give them some space. So as they approached the Impala Bella brought up a subject she knew neither of her brother's would want to talk about but she had too.

"You know, when Jake saw me...it was like he saw a ghost." She said before scoffing. "I mean, hell, you guys heard him. He said he killed me."

"I'm glad he was wrong." Dean said quickly.

"I don't think he was, Dean." She said, replying to her stubborn brother. "What happened guys...after I was stabbed?" She asked seriously.

"We already told you Baby Bell." Dean replied with his old nickname for her from when she was six and he was fifteen. She thought she had put a stop to it a couple of years ago after her sixteenth birthday, so for him to be using it was already making the young hunter's senses' tingle.

"It's Bella, Dean and I don't think you did." She told him.

"Not everything." Sam whispered.

"Sam." Dean said, with warning in his voice, so she knew she was on the right track. "We just killed the demon. Can we celebrate for a minute?"

She could guess from the way Dean was all for forgetting that he was the one that she should be questioning. "Did I die?" She asked her brother bluntly.

"Oh, come on." Dean scoffed, while Sam just stayed quiet and out of it.

"Did you sell your soul for me, like Dad did for you?" She asked Dean outright.

"Oh, come on! No!" He said it a little too quickly and a little too intensely.

"Tell me the truth." She had saw the tears gather in Dean's eyes, but then he sniffled slightly and she knew the truth- but she still needed to hear it. "Dean, tell me the truth."

"Bells…" He didn't finish, he just chuckled.

"How long do you get?" She decided to try a direct question so he couldn't hesitate.

"One year." He told her and she had to hold back a sob. "I got one year."

"You shouldn't have done that. How could you do that?" She asked, getting angry.

"Don't get mad at me." He said as he saw her eyes blaze. "Don't you do that. I had to. I had to look out for you. That's my job." He told her.

"And what do you think my job is?" Bella asked.

"What?" He said in confusion.

"You've saved my life over and over. Both of you." She said, while looking between both of her brother's. "I mean, you guys sacrifice everything for me. Don't you think I'd do the same for either of you? You're my big brothers. There's nothing I wouldn't do for both of you." She had directed it at both of them but then she looked directly at Dean. "And I don't care what it takes, I'm gonna get you out of this. Guess I gotta save your ass for a change." She said, still angry but she masked it by pretending to be smug. Dean and Sam just chuckled at her, before Ellen approached.

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

"How many, you think?" Dean asked everyone's opinion.

"Hundred. Maybe two hundred." Sam supplied.

"It's an army. He's unleashed an army." Bella said in a wise voice.

"Hope to hell your all ready. 'Cause the war has just begun." Bobby said.

"Well, then." Dean said, before smirking. He threw the Colt into the Impala's trunk before closing it and continuing. "We got work to do."


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