Reckless and Brave

XCIII. (93) Knockin' On Heaven's Door

[Dark Side of the Moon]

Dean was lying on his stomach, looking for something. He had his hand under his pillow. Holly was looking under the bed.

"Looking for this?" A man asked, popping the cartridge from a handgun and tossed it aside.

Dean turned over and Holly looked up. They saw a gun pointed at Sam. "Mornin'." Dean said.

"Shut up. Hands where I can see 'em."

Dean and Holly lifted their hands into the air and Dean lifted himself up. "Wait a minute. Is that you, Roy? It is, isn't it. Which makes you Walt. Hiya Walt."

Roy and Walt looked at each other before Walt said, "Don't matter."

Roy lifted the mask from his face as Dean said, "Well, is it just me or do you two seem a tad upset?"

Walt glared. "You think you can flip the switch on the apocalypse and just walk away, Sam?"

Sam frowned. "Who told you that?"

"We ain't the only hunters after you." He pumped his shotgun. "See you in the next life."

"Hear me out. I can explain, okay? Please."

Walt paused and shot Sam. Holly and Dean jumped up to go to him. Roy shifted to follow Dean's movement while Walt turned his gun to Holly. "Stay the hell down."

"Shoot 'em."

Roy frowned slightly. "Killin' Sam was right but Dean and Holly..."

"He made us and we just snuffed their brother, you idiot. You want to spend the rest of your life knowing Dean and Holly Winchester are on your ass, cause I don't. Shoot 'em."

Dean, who had been staring at Sam's body, turned to Roy. "Go ahead, Roy. Do it. But I'm going to warn you, when I come back, I'm going to be pissed. C'mon! Let's get this show on the road."

"Come on already." Walt said stepping forward to shoot Dean.

He turned to Holly and she smirked. "See you when I come back. You have no idea what's coming for you, so I suggest you prepare yourselves, because you just made an enemy of me and my brothers."

Walt shot Holly and she fell onto the floor. There was a sharp pain and she woke up on the floor of a gold ballroom.

She noticed people in a corner of the ballroom and walked up to them. It was her brothers and her father. "Sam? Dean? Dad?"

Sam smiled. "Little H & M is finally growing up."

John ruffled her hair. "Nice job, pipsqueak. You have hunting in your veins, just like your brothers."

Dean hugged her and said, "Awesome job, destroying that ghost. You salted and burned that corpse at the right time. We would've been dead meat without you." He raised his glass. "To Holly, and saving our asses."

Holly smiled. "I remember this. This is June 13, 1999, my first successful hunt."

They cheered and enjoyed their drinks, smiling like idiots and enjoying the simplicity of family.

The memory disappeared and she was met face-to-face with Cas. She frowned. "Why are you wearing the Beast's dancing outfit? Why am I in Belle's dress? Why are you in my dreams?"

"This isn't a dream, Holly."

Holly looked around the ballroom. "Feels like it. If it's not a dream, what is it?"

"Deep down, you already know."

Holly closed her eyes a moment and saw Walt shooting Sam, Dean, then herself. "Oh. I'm dead."