And so we arrive at the last chapter. After two years of writing, it's hard to believe that this story is finally done. Thank you so much to all those that read and reviewed this story. Thanks to my Skype writing buddies; Len (DarkLadyofSlytherin), Leslie (onestop_hpfan18), Drue (Pheonix Flames), and several others that I'm sure I'm forgetting. I love you all and hope to see you at the sequel. And this chapter was inspired partly by the song I Rise, You Fall from Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen – The Score by Steve Jablonsky.

Abigail 'Abby' Davis - Ellen Page
Riley Davis - Hayden Christensen
Caitlyn Davis - Megan Fox
Andrew Davis - Jeremy Irons

Logan Newbury - Jake Gyllenhaal
Alexander Chase - Gerard Butler
Nicole Myers - Maggie Q

Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural.

Chapter 18

Sam's nose twitched when a strange scent reached it and he was slowly brought out of his restless sleep and to awareness. He could hear his brother breathing from the other end of the couch, which was anything but restful. He seemed to e having another memory of his time in Hell. Sam pushed himself up and swung his legs over the side of the couch. How long he had slept, he had no idea. He watched Dean for a moment, wanting so badly to help his brother but having no idea how with things so tense between them due to what they had said to one another while under the influence of the Siren's venom.

He glanced over the back of the couch toward the doorway of the kitchen. He could hear someone moving around in there and something bubbling, but could not tell who it was that was in there. With another glace at his brother, Sam pushed himself up off the couch and walked over to the doorway of the kitchen. He paused, taking in the scene before him. Caitlyn stood before the dining table which was covered in an assortment of different vials and jars. They all sat around a large black cauldron that was over a blue flamed fire that was bubbling and steam rose from its contents. And the smell that had awoken him seemed to be coming from it. Caitlyn glanced down at a large old book on the far end of the table before grabbing a wooden spoon and stirring the contents of the cauldron three times counter clockwise.

She then pulled out the spoon and set it down on the table once more. She then glanced up at Sam and gave him a small grin. "Hey. Looks like you and I are the first ones awake."

He nodded slowly. "What time is it?"

She glanced just to the left of where he stood, looking at the microwave. "It's 1:23," she replied as she looked back toward Sam. They had left the Authority at around seven in the morning, then spent an hour or so eating and explaining things to Andrew. So maybe he had crashed on the couch around nine. Four hours. Not too bad."You want something to eat? Looks like there is leftover lasagna in the fridge."

Sam gave her a small smile and shook his head. "No thanks. What are you doing?"

"Working on replenishing our stock of Dreamless Sleep potion," she responded, glancing over at the potion. The steam had turned a light blue in the few minutes since Sam had last glanced at it. "Time for the Flobberworm mucus."

Sam raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He was pretty sure he did not want to know what a Flobberworm was. He leaned against the doorway as he watched Caitlyn moved about the cauldron. She seem different now then she had been before Lilith had possessed her. More relaxed. More open. "You seem to be doing better?"

She paused her work and glanced toward him. "Don't get me wrong, I'm still messed up," she said as she went back to work cutting up something green and slimy that Sam was sure he did not want to know what it was on a cutting board. "But being possessed," she sighed and paused her work to look toward Sam. "It made me see how much of a bitch I've been the past few years. Since," she broke off and looked back toward the cauldron.

"Since your fiancée was killed," Sam finished after a moment.

Caitlyn heaved a heavy sigh and then slowly nodded. "Yeah. He would not have liked how I have been acting lately. I pushed everyone away." She looked back toward Sam. "You remember Amy right? Well, that night was the first time I'd seen or talked to her in weeks. And back before Jason died, we talked several times a day."

"Lilith opened your eyes to how you had been acting," Sam stated after a moment.

Caitlyn pursed her lips. "Pretty much," she replied before focusing back on the task of cutting whatever it was before her on the table into pieces.

The sound of movement in the living room caused both Sam and Caitlyn to look in that direction. After a moment, Sam turned his head back toward Caitlyn. "Looks like we're not the only ones awake now."

Caitlyn nodded and went back to work cutting. After a moment, she lifted the cutting board and tipped it, the cut up thing on it falling into the cauldron with a soft 'plop.' "Everything will work out, in time," she said as she pushed a stubborn piece off the cutting board.

"Speaking from experience?" Sam asked from his place in the doorway. In the living room behind him, he could hear Dean moving about as he shook off the remnants of Hell that lingered in his mind.

Caitlyn looked up as Dean appeared in the doorway just behind Sam. Her blue eyes flickered to him before going to Sam. The corners of her mouth were turned upward. "Yeah."

Dean cleared his throat. "If you two girls are finished, what time is it?"

Caitlyn glanced at the microwave again. "It's 1:37."

Dean nodded for a minute before he seemed to notice the cauldron and all the potion supplies on the table they had eaten at hours before. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? The Conga?" she asked, putting her hand on her hip as she looked over at Dean. Sam fought down a smile. She rolled her eyes and got back to work. "I'm making more Dreamless Sleep potion, if you must know."

Dean glanced over at Sam with raised eyebrows, as if silently asking him about Caitlyn's sudden perkiness. Sam just continued to fight down a smile and shook his head. Caitlyn set down the spoon from stirring the concoction again and looked back toward the brothers. "While that's simmering, I'm going to go wake everyone else so we can get some lunch and head back to see Governor Chase."

With that she moved quickly and quietly out of the room, the brothers moving aside to let her pass. They watched her disappear down the hallway to the bedrooms. Dean turned to look over at Sam. "Is it just me or is she-"

"Different?" Sam finished.

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

"The way she put it, Lilith opened her eyes to how she had been acting," Sam told his brother as they both watched the hallway Caitlyn had disappeared down. "And that she doesn't want to act like that anymore."

Dean was silent for a moment. "Sounds like you two had a nice therapy session, Doctor Phil."

Sam rolled his eyes as Caitlyn appeared in the hallway again, heading toward them. A few seconds behind her was Abby, who had dark circles under her eyes and was blinking sleepily. "Coffee."

The brothers moved out of Caitlyn's way as she reentered the kitchen, pulling out her wand as she did so. They heard the coffee maker start to go as she reached the cauldron. Within minutes, the smell of the potion was masked by the smell of fresh brewed coffee. Out in the living room, Abby plopped down on the end of the couch Sam had slept on.

Caitlyn peered into the cauldron and then waved her want again, causing everything except the cauldron to disappear from the table as the young woman moved over to the fridge. She pursued her lips as she looked into the open fridge. She let out a breath and then stepped back from the open fridge, waving her wand. Several medium sized plastic containers flew out of the fridge and settled down on the table.

"Pick whatever leftovers you want," she said once the containers had settled on the table and she closed the fridge. "Is Riley out there?"

Sam glanced back into the living room but only saw Abby. He shook his head. "Nope, just Abby."

Caitlyn waved her wand again and a silver bobcat burst from its tip and trotted out of the kitchen, through the living room, and down the hall. A few minutes later they heard Caitlyn's voice down the hall yelling, "GET UP, YOU TURD!"

There was a startled yell down the hall followed by a thump. Out in the living room, Abby snorted. Caitlyn smirked and pocketed her wand. "Abby! Coffee's done!" she called as she turned around and walked over to a cabinet beside the sink and began pulling out plates as well as a large coffee cup for Abby.

Sam and Dean moved into the kitchen as Abby entered the room with Riley a few seconds behind her, looking rather frazzled. He glared at Caitlyn as she dished up some macaroni and cheese for herself. "Did you really have to do that?"

She set the spoon back into the container and moved over to the microwave. "You're the one that wouldn't wake up."

"Hey! I –"

"Is dad still asleep?" Caitlyn asked, cutting him off as she stuck her food into the microwave. Abby sighed as she took a deep whiff of her coffee.

Riley sighed and moved forward to the table, grabbed a plate and began to fill it with food. "He's in the shower."

Caitlyn nodded as the microwave beeped and she opened it to pull out her food. She glanced over at where Sam and Dean stood over by the sink. "Well? Grab and plate and get some food. We got plenty of things to choose from. Lasagna. Burgers. Meatloaf. Steak. Take your pick."

The brothers glanced at each other before moving over to the table and grabbing plates. Ten minutes later they were all seated in the living room eating, none of them wanting to sit next to the bubbling cauldron on the dining room table. It was a few minutes after they had been seated that Andrew emerged from the hallway that led to the bedroom, his hair slightly damn.

"Leftovers are still on the table, dad," Caitlyn told him as she glanced up from her macaroni and cheese, smiling. "It's a heat and eat day."

He just stood there looking at her for a moment. Then he seemed to mental shake himself and walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Caitlyn watched her father disappear into the kitchen before turning back to her food with a shrug. Just after she had taken another bite of food, a chime went off, though from where exactly no one could identify.

"What was that?" Sam asked, setting his partly eaten plate of food onto the coffee table. Riley had set down his food and was pushing himself up off the couch.

"It was just the wards letting us know that someone has entered the property line," he replied as he walked over to the front door. "And that it is someone of magical blood. When someone like you or our dad crosses the line, it's a gong that goes off."

Sam and Dean shared a glance, the latter of whom had a forkful of food halfway to his mouth.

Riley opened the front door and looked out into the yard. He glanced back into the house, a grin on his face. "It's Logan with your car."

Dean hurriedly set down his plate and fork, which still had food on it, and headed over to the door. He arrived just to see the Impala pull up before the house. The driver door opened and Logan stepped out of it. He closed to door just as Dean stepped off the porch.

"Oh baby. Sorry I had to leave you," Dean said, running his hand along the trunk lid. It looked as though the car had been washed as well.

Logan laughed as he stepped onto the porch beside Riley, both smiling as they watched Dean reunite with his baby. "It's a nice car, man!"

If Dean heard him, he did not respond. Logan laughed and shook his head.

"Did you drive it all the way from work?" Riley asked as they watched Dean open the driver's door and inspect the interior.

Logan shook his head. "Nah, just from down the street," he replied with a chuckle. "Anyway, Alex is back and wants to see you."

Riley sighed. "Right," he said, not looking toward his friend. "We'll probably Floo. Apparating did not set well with them."

Logan clapped his hands. "Great. I'll just Floo over with ya, then."

Riley laughed and gestured for Logan to head into the house. "Dean!" he called, looking toward the Impala as the elder Winchester's head popped out of the car. "Finish your food so we can get going!"

Riley then followed his friend into the house, where everyone else was finishing up their food. Logan plopped down onto the couch beside Andrew. "Hey Mr. Davis."

Andrew smiled toward Logan as Riley returned to his seat. "So, heard you made Head?" Andrew said as Dean reentered the house and went back to his seat beside Sam.

Logan grinned as he leaned back against the cushions of the couch. "Yeah, I think I just sat there blinking for two minutes in shock when he walked into my cubical and asked me to replace Jer."

Andrew chuckled and patted Logan's shoulder. "Well, congrats. It's well deserved," Andrew said.

Logan nodded and looked down. "Thanks," he muttered.

Riley grinned and thumped his friend on the back. "Dad, I think you embarrassed him."

Andrew raised an eyebrow. "I watched the kid run around in Barbie shorts and braces, trying to empress your sister while she was convinced he had cooties. I'm allowed to."

Logan flushed while Riley laughed. Caitlyn fought down a smile and shared a glance with Abby beside her. Riley set down his empty plate and stood up. "Okay, we should probably get out of here before dad makes Logan look like a tomato."

Twenty minutes later found Dean being the second to last person to step through the fireplace into the Texas Authority of Magic. He moved out of the way to make way for Riley bringing up the rear of the group. People moved about the room, coming and going through the fireplaces and the main entrance, going up and down the stairs to the various departments or going down the hallways on either side of the lobby. People glanced toward them as they entered, but none said anything. Over at the welcome desk, he could see the young woman they had spoken to working with visitors.

Riley stepped out of the fireplace a few moments after him, dusting off his clothes before he looked to Logan. "Lead the way."

Logan nodded. "Right."

He then began to move through the crowd of people moving about the lobby, Riley, Caitlyn, Abby, Sam, and Dean following after him. They did not head for the welcome desk on this trip, but instead to the hallway that was attached to the lobby that went off to the right. The hallway was lined with large dark oak doors with golden name plates attached to them. The amount of foot traffic down this hallway was less than half of what was out in the lobby.

The hallways was long and wide. At the end were a pair of double doors made of the same wood as the rest of the doors that lined the hallway. On either side of the doors stood two tall men in dark robes, staring straight ahead. Bodyguards of the Governor of Magical Texas. The group stopped before the doors and the two men looked at Logan. "Head Auror Logan Newbury and five guests reporting to see the Governor as he requested this morning."

The two guards glanced at each other before the one on the right nodded. "Right. Go on in."

"Thank you," Logan responded before pushing open the door on the right and holding it open for those behind him. The room was lit by large windows that let in plenty of sunlight and showed a green pasture with horses grazing in the distance. More magic windows.

The ceiling was high and white, making the room seem even bigger. The walls were a soft cream color with a few paintings of landscape scenes hung on the wall across from the windows. The floors were a peach carpet. On the far side was a single dark oak door and in the center of the room a large wooden desk. An Asian woman sat at the desk, her hair pulled up and classes perched on the end of her nose. A nameplate on the desk identified her as Nicole Myers, the governor's secretary.

She looked up from her work when the door opened and smiled at them. "I was wondering when you guys would get here."

"Well, they had to at least have a few minutes of sleep," Logan responded as the door closed behind Dean.

Nicole chuckled and stood from her desk. "One moment, " she told them before heading over to the door behind her desk. She knocked on it and then opened the door and peaked into the room beyond it. "Alex? They're here."

"Send them right in," they heard Alex reply through the open door.

Nicole pushed the door open all the way and turned to the group with a smile. "He's ready to see you."

"Thanks," Logan said as he passed through the door first, closely followed by Riley, Caitlyn, Abby, Sam, and Dean. Once they were all in the room, Nicole closed the door behind them.

This room was a bit larger than the previous room, but similarly designed. Same colored walls, nice high ceiling, and large windows on the walls behind the desk in the room. They showed the same scene that the windows in the previous room did, rolling green pastures and grazing horses. The floor in this room was a nice, light colored hard wood that reflected the light from the windows. Where there were no windows, there were large bookshelves filled with books. Below a window off to the left was a plush white couch. Just to the right of the couch was a large fireplace of white marble. Above the mantle was a large silver clock. Before the desk were three high backed wooden chairs with seats of white leather.

Alex rose from his seat, a smile on his face. "Long time no see," he said, his tone light and humorous. He then pulled out his wand and waved it, causing three more high backed chairs to appear before the desk. He pocketed his want and gestured to the chairs. "Please, take a seat."

"Me too, sir?" Logan asked as the sound of chairs moving against the floor filled the room as people sat down in the chairs. Alex nodded and Logan took a seat as well. Alex, however, remained standing, watching them all with a smile.

"Now, you all are probably wondering why I wanted you back here this afternoon," Alex said, looking around at all those seated before his desk. Logan held up his hand and gestured 'just a little.' Alex chuckled. "Well, you are here because the greatest threat to the magical world is now gone. And you all had a hand in that. Well, except for you, Logan. But I thought Riley's best friend might want to witness said best friend receiving an Order of Merlin."

The room went silent after this. Four mouths were hanging open in shock, their eyes wide.

"What the hell is an Order of Merlin?" Dean asked after a few seconds, breaking the silence.

"Our highest honor," Alex responded, still smiling. He opened a draw and pulled out six medium sized, polished wood boxes and set them on the desk. "They are awarded to a witch or wizard who has done something great for our world. Defeating an up and coming dark lord is considered to be a great deed."

Riley let out a breathy laugh and ran a hand through his hair. "Are you serious?"

Alex laughed and picked up the first box. "Absolutely," he said as he opened the lid and looked inside before closing the box. "Riley Davis; Order of Merlin, First Class."

Riley got up from his seat and took the box from Alex. He stared down as if he could hardly believe his eyes. "Thank you, sir."

"Just keep in mind that you are suspended from work for the next six months," Alex said as Riley returned to his seat. Riley nodded, still looking stunned from receiving the award. "And you are being fined $2,000."

Riley nodded. "Yes, sir."

Alex smiled and peaked into the second box he had pulled out. "Abigail Davis; Order of Merlin, First Class," he said. Abby stood and took the box from Alex. Before she could move back to her seat, he handed her a second box. "Olivia Davis; Order of Merlin, First Class."

Abby took the second box, swallowing loudly. "Thank you, sir," she muttered before returning to her seat, staring down at the boxes in her hands.

"Caitlyn Davis," Alex began. Caitlyn looked slightly shocked that she was being included. "Order of Merlin, Second Class."

She stood from her seat, shaking her head. "But-"

"It was not you," Alex said, cutting off any protest she had. He handed the box to her. "You had a hand in taking down Devon as well."

Caitlyn hesitated and then gingerly took the box from him. "And Caitlyn," Alex said, causing the young woman to look back toward him. "Jason would be proud of you."

Caitlyn simply looked at him for a moment before giving him a small smile. "Thank you, sir," she said softly before going back to her seat.

"Now, I have two more of these to give," Alex said, looking toward the Winchesters. "You boys are making history, today."

"Are they really?" Caitlyn asked. Alex looked toward her and nodded. She let out a soft laugh. "How the hell did you swing that?"

"And emergency session of the senate," Alex replied. "It's what I got to do after you left this morning. And even then I was only able to get them Second Class."

"Wait? So we're getting this award too?" Sam asked, gesturing to himself and Dean.

Alex nodded. "The first time it has been given to someone without an ounce of magical blood." He grabbed the two boxes left and walked around the desk to where he was standing before the brothers. He held the two boxes out to them. "Sam and Dean Winchester; Order of Merlin, Second Class."

The two slowly took the boxes extended toward them. They glanced toward each other. Hunters hardly ever got thanked, let alone awarded for their actions. Sam looked down at his box and opened it. Inside, settled on a dark purple velvet pillow, as a gold metal about the size of his fist. Imprinted on the metal was a picture of an older man with a long beard, brandishing a wand. Merlin. Just below the figure, 'Order of Merlin – Second Class' was engraved with his name below that in slightly smaller lettering.

A knock sounded at the door of the office and seconds later Nicole poked her head into the room. "Sir, you're three o'clock is here."

"Thank you, Nicole," Alex responded as the woman's head disappeared and the door closed. Alex moved back behind his desk and used his arms to brace himself as he leaned over it. "I was hoping the senator would forget, but alas, no such luck. You may use the fireplace in here to leave."

Half an hour later found the group back at Davis Ranch, Dean slamming closed the trunk of the Impala after putting their awards in there for safe keeping. Logan had not left the Authority, instead going up to his department for duty. Everyone was standing on the front porch of the house, minus Caitlyn who had disappeared after getting back into the kitchen to finish her potion.

Dean walked back over to the porch where Andrew was talking to Sam, his arm around Abby's shoulders as she leaned against his side. "…stay safe."

Sam nodded and smiled. "It's kind of hard to do in our job."

Riley chuckled. "Well, if you guys ever need a hand, all you have to do is call."

"Will do," Dean said as he stepped up onto the porch beside his brother. He tossed a little sack to Riley, who caught it with a confused expression. "Those will protect you against possession."

Riley peaked into the sack before pocketing it. "Don't you guys need these?"

Sam and Dean shared a glance before pulling down the collars of their shirts. Both of them sported tattoo versions of the charms in the sack Dean had just given Riley on their chests.

"Learned the hard way?" Riley asked as the brothers let go of the collars of their shirts.

Sam nodded. "Yeah."

Dean cleared his throat. "Well…"

"Again, thank you," Riley said, extending his hand to the brothers. Dean took it first before releasing it so that Sam could shake Riley's hand.

"Yeah," Abby said from her father's side. She gave the boys a small smile. "Thanks."

Dean turned and headed for the Impala, Sam and few seconds after him. Sam had just reached the passenger door, his hand on the door handle and Dean was passing the trunk when a yell sounded from within the house. "WAIT!"

Caitlyn ran out the front door, her black hair flying behind her, past her family on the porch, and stopped just before the Impala, kicking up a small cloud of dust. In her hands was a short but wide wooden box with a golden latch on the front to keep the lid down.

She handed the box to Sam, who took it hesitantly. "What is this?" he asked as he undid the clasp and pushed up the lid. Inside were a dozen vials filled with some sort of potion.

"If you are careful, a month's worth of Dreamless Sleep potion," she replied. Sam's head snapped up from the vials and to her. She glanced between him and Dean. "I know you guys don't get a good night's sleep very often, so I want you to have this. As a thank you."

Sam closed the lid, glancing over the car at Dean where he stood by the trunk. Sam opened his mouth to say something, but Caitlyn cut him off. "Just get back out there and save the world. One demon at a time."

"We'll see you, Caitlyn," Dean said before continuing on toward the driver side door.

Sam nodded and smiled at her. "Yeah. See you, Caitlyn."

Caitlyn smiled at them before turning and walking back to the porch as Sam and Dean climbed into the Impala. When she reached the porch, Riley slung an arm over his sister's shoulders as the Impala's engine roared to life a few yards away. Together, the family stood on the porch and watched the black car take off down the driveway. The wards signaled the moment the car crossed the property line as the car turned onto the road. It was only after the sound of the engine had faded into the distance and could no longer be seen from the porch that the family walked back into the house.

"Is there anything else you will be needing, Mr. Chase?" asked Nicole as she peaked into the office of the Governor of Magical Texas.

Alex looked up from his worked and smiled at his secretary. "No, you go on home for the night. I'll see you tomorrow."

Nicole nodded and pulled her head out of the room. The door closed and all that could be heard in the room was the crackle of the fire and the tick of the clock. The magical windows showed the field at night, thousands of stars in the dark sky. The extra chairs he had conjured earlier were gone. Alex sighed, sitting back in his chair and running a hand through his brown hair. It had been a very long day. He looked to the clock above the fireplace. Almost eleven in the evening.

He pulled out his want and waved it toward the door. The lock clicked. Alex used his wand to unlock the bottom right drawer of his desk and inside sat a large gold goblet. He lifted it up out of the drawer, careful not to lose any of the dark red liquid that was in it and set it down on his desk. He dipped two fingers into the liquid and chanted a phrase in Latin that few knew and even fewer ever dared to use.

After he finished speaking, he pulled out his fingers, the red liquid dripping off them and down onto the desk. But Alex did not seem to notice or care. His gaze was focused on the swirling red liquid in the goblet. "I am in position."

Alex continued to stare at the goblet. The fire popped loudly. After a moment. "No, they never thought to check me. Not even their angel buddies realized that a seal was broken right under their noses."

The room went silent again. Alex shook his head. "No, the Amulet is destroyed. No chance at all of using it."

The fire popped and the clock ticked. After a few minutes, Alex nodded again. "Understood," he said, sighing. His eyes flickered black. "I will inform you of any further contact between the Davis's and the Winchesters."