This is the last chapter for Season 3 and this story is complete. I'll either be starting Season 4 next or starting the interlude between Season 3 and Season 4 next. I haven't decided yet. Once again, thanks for all of the reviews and for reading.

I didn't leave Dean's side after that, unless he was indisposed. I stayed with him when he was on the phone and studying occult books. I sat by his feet and read a novel while he read more about hellhounds. Sometime in late afternoon, I dozed off with my head against his knee.

I woke up when Sam came back in. He told Dean that Bobby had a way to find Lilith and that he was going to make sure that Dean didn't go to hell. Dean said ok, but I could tell he wasn't convinced.

A little while later, Bobby pulled up and I ran out the cabin door to hug him. "Bobby!" I exclaimed. He swooped me into a spinning hug and put me back on my feet. "I'm so happy to see you."

Bobby straightened his hat. "I hear you talked those boys into letting you stay with them," He tilted his head at me.

My face fell a little and I whispered, "I don't want to be away from Dean."

He smiled at me. "I know what you mean, girl. You don't want to be away from him while his time is so short. As long as you go hide when we tell you to, it'll be all right."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Thanks, Bobby," I said. I went to grab his arm, and he let me until he opened his trunk. He pulled out this big device with three wooden legs and a pointy bit in the middle. I followed him into the house and stood near Dean while they spread out a map and set up the device, which looked like a three-legged pendulum. Bobby did a spell and figured out that Lilith was in New Harmony, Indiana.

Then the arguing started. Sam wanted to call Ruby, but Dean didn't want him to, because he didn't want them to make the same mistakes over and over. Eventually, Bobby said he was going to see if he could figure something else out.

"You want me to take Jessie with me?" Bobby asked. I stepped closer to Dean as Dean shook his head. Bobby shrugged and left. The guys went back to research, and eventually Dean excused himself and went outside to clear his head, telling me to stay in the cabin.

While he was gone, I went over to lean against Sam. "Do you really think that summoning Ruby will help?"

"I can't think of anything else to do," Sam said, rubbing his forehead and wrapping an arm around me. "It's our only chance."

"But, you told me that they're always out to trick you. We went over those stories together, remember?" I asked, a little confused. "What if she is just using you for her own purposes like you said Gabby is?"

Sam lifted his head and looked at me, tears in his eyes. "I can handle Ruby," he said. "I don't trust her. I know she's using me, but she's our only chance to save Dean."

"But in the stories, the people always think they're outsmarting the bad guy, and…" I started, trailing off when Sam gave me a look.

"I'm not going to let him go to hell, Jessie. I'm not," he said, stopping when the front door slammed shut.

Dean came in, running his hand through his hair and looking determined. "Jessie, it's past nine. Time for bed."

"Can I sleep out here on the couch so I can be near you guys?" I asked.

Dean shook his bed. "Sorry, sweetheart, but no. I want you in your bedroll. Go on and get ready." He shooed me out of the room. I took a quick, kinda cold shower, brushed my teeth, and put on my PJs. Then I slipped on my sneakers over my bare feet and went back to the main room.

"I need to burn something," I reminded Dean. He nodded and took me outside to the fire pit that they had dug and filled with deadwood that we had gathered from the woods around the cabin. The base was charcoal, just in case I needed it. When I was done, Dean took me back to my bedroll and tucked me in. Sam came in as he was kissing me goodnight.

Sam handed me my snowman and kissed me. "You get some sleep. We'll wake you up if we're going anywhere. Remember, you promised to do exactly what I tell you tomorrow, no arguing." I nodded. He stroked my hair a couple of times and then he and Dean left the room.

I stayed awake a little while longer listening to the sound of their voices as they talked, but eventually sleep overtook me.

I woke up the next morning to Dean collecting my packed butterfly bag from the floor. When he turned and saw that my eyes were open, he nodded at me. "Up and at 'em, sweetheart," he said with gruff affection. "Time to get moving. We're out of here in twenty minutes."

I got up and got myself together in record time. While I was getting dressed, Dean packed up my bedroll. By the time I was out of the bathroom, Sam and he had the car packed with all of our stuff. I carried my clothes backpack out to the car and tossed it into the trunk with the rest of the bags. As I climbed into the backseat of the car, Dean tried to start it, but nothing happened.

After a couple of tries, Bobby showed up and knocked on Dean's window with the distributor cap in hand. They both got out of the car and Bobby yelled at them for trying to ditch him. He told Dean that family doesn't end with blood, his eyes shooting to me for one quick second. After Dean put the distributor cap back on, we got on the road.

It was a long drive to New Harmony, Indiana and it was well past dark when we started to get close. I'd started drifting off to sleep in the back seat when a police siren jerked me awake. Dean pulled over, but when the officer came to the window, Dean beat the crap out of him and then stabbed him with Ruby's knife just as Bobby pulled up. Sam said that it had been a demon and Dean told us all that he could see demons' faces in their human hosts now.

I waited in the car while they hid the police car and the body of the officer. When they got back, Sam opened the back door of the car. "Go with Bobby," he said to me.

"But we're not even there yet," I objected, looking from him to Dean and back. Sam raised his eyebrows at me.

"No arguing, young lady. Remember?" he asked. I swallowed and nodded, grabbing my butterfly backpack and climbing out of the car. I hugged Dean and then Sam, and then followed Bobby to his car.

Bobby let me sit in the front seat. I put my seatbelt on and fought tears as we started moving. "It's just to keep you safe, darlin'," Bobby said to me quietly. "In case we run into anyone else before we get there. Ok?"

"Yeah, Bobby," I said. He ruffled my hair. Half an hour later, we parked outside of the neighborhood that Lilith was 'vacationing' in, according to Ruby. They set up base in a house that was for sale and started making plans. Sam and Dean were going to go into the house where Lilith had possessed a little girl to try to kill Lilith. Bobby was going to bless the water in the sprinkler system to keep the demons away from the house while they did it.

"What am I going to do?" I asked hopefully.

"This is the end of the line for you." Sam said. "You'll wait here until we're done. Bobby'll come back and stay with you after he finishes with the sprinklers."

"There's only three hours left," I started.

"What did I say about arguing?" Sam interrupted.

I sighed and went to Dean. I couldn't say anything. If I was staying here and they were going out there to get rid of the demons and kill Lilith, it was very likely that he wouldn't make it back. I ducked my head to hide the tears in my eyes and grabbed him around the waist. He hugged me back and whispered, "I love you, little girl."

"I love you too," I whispered. He kissed my head and let me go. I hugged Sam next and then Bobby.

"Don't leave this house without Bobby or me," Sam said.

"Yes, Sam," I said, sitting down in the corner of the empty living room. I watched the three of them leave. Once they were gone, I went to the window and watched the house that they were going to. I couldn't really see anything, since they'd taken the binoculars with them. After some time had passed, several demons came out of the other houses in the neighborhood and ran towards Lilith's house, only being stopped by the sprinklers suddenly turning on. The demons stood behind the line of holy water sprinklers and stared at the house.

Shortly thereafter, Bobby came back to the house and caught me staring out the window. "Girl," he said, shaking his head. "Get away from the window."

"It's not like I can see anything, Bobby," I said, glancing at him. He grabbed my arm, pulled me to my feet, and gave me three sharp swats on my butt.

"I said stay away from the window," he said, with an unspoken warning in his voice. I stepped away from the window and went back across the room to sit. Bobby settled down in front of the window, checking his pocket watch occasionally.

The wait was interminable, and when Bobby's phone rang, I knew that it wasn't good news. Bobby left the room to take the call, with a look at me that I knew meant I should stay where I was. I didn't. I got up and crept down the hallway to the room he went in and stood by the closed door.

"Ok. Ok. I'll be right there, boy. No, I'll leave her here. Just hold on."

Shit. I scurried back to the living room and put myself back where he'd left me.

"Stay here," Bobby said. "I'm going to go help Sam. It's going to be a while."

"Did Dean…?" I asked, with my heart in my throat.

Bobby came over to me and crouched down next to me. "No, darlin'. He's gone. They didn't kill Lilith. Just stay here for me, ok? Can you do that?" He pulled me to him, and I went limply.

"Yeah, Bobby," I said, feeling completely numb inside. "I can do that."

He stood up and went to the door. Then he turned to look at me again. "You call me if you need me to come back, ok?"

I nodded and leaned my head back against the wall. As soon as he walked out the door, I started crying.

After that, everything was a blur. I know we drove to Pontiac, Illinois, and I know we buried him. They wouldn't let me see him. Sam and Bobby fought about whether they were going to salt and burn his body, but Sam won and they didn't. I know I cried on and off and when I wasn't crying, I was just staring, going mechanically through the motions of doing what I was told. Sam was torn up, Bobby was torn up, none of us was exactly sane.

And once Dean was buried, Bobby said goodbye and told us to keep in touch, and it was just me and Sam and all the time in the world.