This also goes a little into Season 5, Sympathy for the Devil.

Chapter 22: Lucifer Rising

~Pre 'When the Levee Breaks'~

I drop the knife in my hand, watching it clatter to the floor dispassionately. I turn away from the devil's trap painted on the floor, and take a sip of water from a jug on the table. Littering the table are a hammer, and nails, salt, the jug, a bible, and a few other assorted items. I hold the water in my mouth, swishing it around a bit. I pull up the brunette head of hair, glaring into chocolate eyes. Blood covered the face of Ruby. I breath through the water in my mouth, expelling my chi. Ruby's wounds on her face healed, but her face twisted in pain. "Not to sound too cocky, but I invented that burning you're feeling Ruby. Takes a little while to stop hurting when the holy water is trapped inside you, doesn't it? Tell me. What is your real game plan here? Other than damning Sam to hell, where you can spend the rest of your nasty demon lives together?" I mentally flinched at what I'd called Sam. Ruby's eyes flooded black, but she still didn't speak. My phone rang. I checked the Devil's Trap, ensuring the lines were still solid. I opened my phone, and grabbed the salt, pouring a circle around the Devil's Trap.

"How's it coming?" Dean's voice greeted anxiously.

"Just the same as the last time you called. An hour ago." I said, frustrated. I left the salt on the table, and stepped out of the room. "Have you ever thought, just maybe, she really is trying to help us end the Apocalypse?" I asked quietly, frowning. Dean had called often, giving me new tips on how to torture. Things that worked on demons.

"Demons lie. And why would she have Sam drinking blood? How does that help?" he asked me equally as edgy as me. I sighed.

"I'm not getting anything from her. So either I let her go or I kill her. What's it gonna be?" I asked. I already knew the answer. I was turning back to the room before he even answered. The chair was empty. Like I'd known it would be.

"Kill the bitch," Dean told me.

"I can't. She escaped," I said, and hung up the phone.

~Now~

I look around the familiar kitchen of Singer Salvage. I'd just arrived, and Dean was brooding. I enter the living room in time to hear Bobby threaten to get his gun. I wave Bobby down, just as Dean whirls around to face him. "We are damn near kickoff for Armageddon, don't you think we got bigger fish at the moment?" I place my hand on his arm soothingly.

"Of course Dean. We just hate to see it like this between you too," I tell him softly.

"I know you're pissed. And I'm not making apologies for what he's done, but he's your-" Bobby begins only to be interrupted.

"Blood? He's my blood? Is that what you were gonna say?" Dean asks. I wince. Even I wasn't dumb enough to mention blood to Dean right now. They continue to argue, and I glance out the window. When I turn back, Dean's gone. Bobby is staring where he'd been, his mouth gaping open.

"Bobby?" I question. Bobby takes a minute to reply.

"One minute he's there, the next he's just... gone." It takes a minute to process. Then I'm grabbing books off the shelf. Bobby seems to know what I'm doing, because he's moving too, gathering supplies. Its not long before the entire living room looks like an old school witch shop. I have the coffee table pulled in the center of the room and set up for the first locator spell I know. The easiest one. Pendulam, map, and something belonging to the person you need to locate. I have Dean's shirt wrapped around the fist I hold the pendulam in. After a while of uselessly swinging the pendulam, I move on. Hours pass. I throw the shirt on the table.

"We need something stronger than a shirt. We need blood." I state, standing. I head up the stairs and grab something of Sam's from his room. I spread a map across Sam's bed, and easily pick up his location. Stepping over to my room, I change into a soft pair of jeans a tank top and one of Dean's plaid shirts. I strap a knife to my thigh, and hurry down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Bobby asks. I give him a malicious grin.

"I need Dean's blood. And I know just where to find it," I slam the door behind me. I look between the Impala, and my two cars. One covered with a grey tarp. Tempted to take the Impala, I decide on my Malibu instead. I fling off the tarp and slide behind the wheel. The engine purrs as I turn it over, and I roar out of the lot, heading to find Sam.

I pull up to an old farmhouse, cutting the engine and rolling up as close as the car will take me. I slide from the seat, double checking my knife. I creep up to the farmhouse, and the closer I get, the more I can hear what sound like a woman's screams coming from the cellar. I storm in, to find Sam torturing a nurse, with Ruby watching. As I enter, the screams quiet. Then suddenly, start up again, as the nurse gets confused. I realize Sam had been torturing a demon, and the demon had let the human take control. "As I walk forward, Ruby approaches me. "What are you doing here?" she asks. I glare at her.

I'm here for Sam's blood," I state, glaring at the taller Winchester. He looks confused.

"Look, I appreciate you freeing me and all, but you aren't weakening Sam. We've got a job to do." Ruby said, crossing her arms. I barely spare her a glance.

"I freed you, because going cold turkey was going to kill Sam. And I'm not asking for his blood. I'll take it if I have to." I quip. I feel the tingling in my body. My eyes change, and I pull on my strength, kicking Ruby across the room. I step up to Sam who puts out his hands.

"Cat, stop," he says. "Ruby has a point, I don't know what you need my blood for, but its almost time. We know where to find Lilith. We are heading there now. There isn't a lot of time before she breaks the last seal." I turn to find Ruby behind me, and I swipe at her with the knife.

"Dean's missing, and you may not care, but I do." I score a hit, opening a gash along Ruby's forearm. Ruby slugs me in the face, and I stumble back a little, recovering quickly.

"Cat, we'll find Dean afterward," Sam tries again. I don't spare him a glance, focusing on my fight with Ruby. I score another line on her outer thigh, before something hits me in the back of the head. I turn as I fall, fighting the black creeping in on my vision to see Sam standing over me looking guilty.

I wake up in the backseat of a car, tied and gagged. I struggle to sit up and see out the window. I spot Ruby standing beside the car, and up ahead, Sam's looking at a sign that reads St. Mary's Convent, 2 miles. I hear the nurse crying behind me, so I realize she must be in the trunk. My knife is gone. Holding my breath, I clasp my hands, thankful they were tied together and not apart. I wait til Ruby approaches Sam, and squeeze. I feel the ligaments in my thumb stretching painfully. I keep applying pressure, and eventually I feel my thumb pop as it dislocates. I breathe out and tug on my hands. Unable to free myself, I set to work on the other thumb. I see Ruby begin to turn back, so I drop down in the seat, eventually dislocating the other thumb. After a little more tugging, and most definitely a little rope burn, I get my hands free. I roll on my back as Ruby gets close enough to see me. She leans down and gives me a viscious smirk, looking over her shoulder to Sam and back to me. I narrow my eyes. She steps around the car, and I hear the trunk open. Moving quickly, I tug the cloth from my mouth, and throw open the car door. I dash out and tackle Sam. "Whatever it is she wants you to do, damn it Sam, don't do it. Something's wrong, I feel it. Listen Sam, I don't-" I'm interrupted by Ruby ripping me away from him.

"I swear we'll find him when we're done here, Cat," Ruby says. "Lilith is breaking this seal. Tonight. We can't just abandon the world to the apocalypse while we go rescue Dean." She's talking to me in what should have been a soothing voice. But all I see is the excitement in her eyes. And the bruising grip of the hand on my arm. The one keeping me from Sam.

"If you don't help your brother now," I began, "then you are the monster you think you are. Because that would mean, that you don't feel anything. If I were you, I'd do everything I could to save the person who died for me. Because let's not forget, that if it weren't for your brother, you wouldn't be here, sipping blood, preparing to take out the number one bitch. Maybe he should have left you. Then you wouldn't be slutting with a demon." I yank my arm from her grasp.

"You're a demon too," Ruby points out. I turn and start down the road. "Sam, you can't let her leave."

"Why?" he asks.

"Because she's a demon too. And maybe, you need a little more than Cindy there has to give."

"I'm not draining Cat too, she's... family," Sam responds with finility.

"You don't have to drain her. Just take a little," Ruby says. I hear the conversation, my hearing enhanced from the Succubus state. I'm not surprised when I hear Ruby's footsteps catching up to mine. I turn at the last second, to deliver a punch. That she anticipated, blocked, and dealt one of her own to my sternum. Breathless, I drop, gasping and waiting for air. She wrestles me up and takes me back to Sam, where he looks away as she ties me back up. I ignore the screams as he goes for the nurse. When he's done, Ruby shows him the time, and shoves me into the backseat. They drive the last two miles. And take me with them into the church. We see Lilith at the alter, and she turns, slamming the door. "Now Sam, use her, to get you through the door." Ruby shoves me into Sam, who grabs me, shooting Ruby a frustrated look. Ruby hands him a knife and I feel him draw it through the skin of my wrist. I struggle, and Ruby grabs me in a headlock, holding me in place. I feel Sam's mouth at my wrist taking my blood, and I'm disgusted. I begin to feel weak, and that's when Sam stops. He turns to the door, determined. Ruby shoves me to the floor, and follows Sam through the open door. I crawl for the exit. Just as I reach the door, Dean bursts through.

"Cat!" he reaches for me. I shake me head, and point back towards the alter.

"Go, fast, before he does it," I say. I watch Dean go, summoning myself up enough to hear. It was too late. Ruby was showing her true colors. I hear as Dean says that he doesn't care that he was too late. I know the second Ruby takes her last breath. And then Dean is back for me, pulling me up into his arms. We go back to the alter room, where Sam looks pretty damn miserable.

"Cat, I'm so sorry," Sam says. I look at his puppy face for a minute.

"I don't know if I can forgive you Sam." I state, "But I'm gonna try. Because we're family. Because this is the apocalypse, and we need to stick together. But Sam," I pause, "Don't ever try to drink my blood again." Dean clutches me closer as Lilith's blood is almost finished with the pattern. "Dean... since it's the apocalypse... I love you." I tell him. He doesn't say anything, he just continues to hold me. I don't need him to tell me that he loves me. That isn't Dean. I feel as Dean and Sam reach a hand to each other.

"Dean...he's coming." Sam says.

"And we'll be there. Together." Dean says. The blinding white light coming from the blood pattern is overwhelming us. "Come on!" Dean shouts, and we run for the doors. They swing shut. We pull as hard as we can, but the doors won't budge. We turn to the light, covering our eyes. I tumble to my knees, Dean and Sam not far behind. The light reaches the edge of the sigil, and bursts from there.

I jolt out of the seat of the plane I suddenly found myself in. Sam in Dean are in the seats across the aisle, looking as confused as me. The oxygen masks drop as the plane hits the turbulence caused by the light. I don my mask, watching as Sam and Dean do the same.

We're in a rented car. Heading for Chuck's place. Looking for Castiel. "Do you think... maybe I shouldn't be here? For when we find Castiel?" I ask. Dean looks over his shoulder, confused, and when comprehension dawns, he shakes his head in denial.

"Cat, you aren't going anywhere," he says, tossing me a crooked smile into the rearview mirror. I smile back happily, as we roll down the road.

Ok. so this is where I leave it. Sam, Dean, and Cat, apocalypse hunters lol. This isn't the ending I envisioned. But its the best ending I can give you. I'm gonna take some time off of writing. I'm definitely not cut out to write in the Supernatural fandom. I'll leave it to the pros like Whatyouseeintheshadows. Hope you enjoyed the story guys, thanks for sticking with it.