Comfort Crowd Δ SPN [ 1 ]

080. RIP HARVELLES

They got the Colt from Crowley and now the Winchesters, Cas, Ellen, and Jo are all at Bobby's house, enjoying the night.

Ellen, Jo, Cas, Libby, and Ophelia are in the kitchen and Jo has a beer while Ophelia and Libby have juice boxes, watching Ellen down five shot glasses.

"All right, big boy." She tells Cas.

"Well." Cas says before immediately downing all five of his shots with zero hesitation. "I think I'm starting to feel something."

"Everybody get in here! It's time for the lineup. Usual suspects in the corner." Bobby says.

"Oh, come on, Bobby. Nobody wants their picture taken." Ellen says.

"Hear, hear." Sam agrees.

"Shut up. You're drinking my beer." Bobby says.

Everybody walks in as Bobby wheels away from a tripod that has a camera on it.

"Anyway, I'm gonna need something to remember your sorry asses by." Bobby says.

"Ha! Always good to have an optimist around." Ellen says. Everybody is gathered around and Sam picks Libby up.

"Bobby's right. Tomorrow we hunt the devil. This is our last night on earth." Cas states.

Everybody loses their smiles as the camera takes the picture.

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Dean is tucking Ophelia in.

"Are you sure I can't go?" Ophelia asks.

"Yes, Ophelia, I'm positive you cannot go." Dean says.

"But I have telekinesis. I could help." Ophelia says.

"O, it's the devil. I'm thinking he could easily take a little girl out." Dean says. "Besides, thought you were okay with the hanging back."

"I was. But this is really big. And if I'm here I can't make sure nothing happens to you or Uncle Sammy." Ophelia says.

"We've got each other's backs. You're gonna stay here and make sure nothing happens to Libby." Dean says.

"What if you don't make it back?" Ophelia asks.

"Then, uh... then know I love you." Dean tells her.

"I love you, too. Make it back, please." Ophelia quietly says.

"I'll do my best." Dean promises. He leans forward and kisses her on the forehead, lingering for a bit. "Go to sleep. Be good for Bobby." He tells her as he stands up. Ophelia nods as Dean starts to leave. "Night, baby girl."

"Night, daddy." Ophelia mumbles.

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Sam tucked Libby in, them making sure to stay quiet so they don't wake Ophelia up.

"You're gonna come back, right?" Libby asks, her voice in a whisper.

"Yeah. Yeah, of course, honey. I'm coming back." Sam assures. He knows there's more than likely a chance he's lying, but she doesn't need to know that.

"Be safe." She tells him.

"I will." He smiles at her.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, honey."

Sam kisses her head, lingering for a small bit, just in case.

"I'll see you later, okay, sweetie?" Sam says.

"Okay, daddy." Libby nods.

"Night, baby."

"Night night, daddy."

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The girls got the picture they all took last night and go upstairs to where they know a printer is. Bobby is downstairs, staying near the CB radio just in case the phones stop working.

"Why are we making copies?" Libby asks.

"So that we can each have one." Ophelia says.

"Can't we just print the photo more times?" Libby asks.

"Copies are easier. You just have to lay the photo down and hit a button. To print, you gotta hook the camera up and everything. It's too much work." Ophelia says.

She turns the machine on and puts the photo where it needs to go before hitting the copy button, choosing the number two.

After the two are copied, Ophelia hands Libby one and keeps one for herself.

"What if daddy or Uncle Dean want one?" Libby asks.

Ophelia hesitates, knowing they might not make it back. Especially after they learned of Jo's condition earlier. But she's not about to break Libby's heart because of a possible thing that could happen.

"Then we'll make more copies." Ophelia shrugs, giving her cousin a smile.

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Sam and Dean are back at Bobby's, having gotten tight hugs from the girls upon their return.

Now, the five are gathered around the fireplace and Bobby holds the original copy of the photo. Bobby tosses the photo into the fire and they all watch it burn.