Epilogue: Carry On Wayward Son

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"Well, let's start with here." Jace spoke, "With my newest plan, you kill Daddy Dearest, and I torture you until I'm satisfied. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"Loads." Shoving my phone back into my pocket, I approached Jace, "You know, Jace... If you're still in there, I'm sorry for what I'm going to have to do."

Jace laughed, but sarcastically, "You know he's not in here... But, he's trying to get out. What are your plans, Ms. Elizabeth?"

I shrugged, "That's for me to know, and you to dot, dot, dot."

"You're no fun!" Jace's voice whined. Well, so much for not involving the Winchesters. They arrived with daggers, and holy water in hand, "They're your master plan?"

"Oh, trust me, honey. They're only a piece of the pie." I said.

Dean moved stealthily behind Jace, and Sam stood to the side. Dean heald the demon knife at her throat. I sighed, and looked at her, "You know, we all know the demon knife won't kill you, but maybe this will." Sam threw his dagger at me, and I was about to stab Jace when I was flung back.

Dean stabbed the knife into Jace's throat, and blood spurted. But, the wound still healed. Dean was flung back, and only Sam was left to fend for himself. I remembered I was still cursed. Both boys hit the brick hard, and got knocked unconscious.

I stood up, and flung my arm to the side. Jace hit the brick wall, and got stuck. He struggled, but I kept him there.

"I forgot about the magic thing... " He whispered.

"Yeah, but I didn't." I mumbled.

I made the dagger face Jace in my hand. I brought my arm back, and pushed as hard as I could into the sternum. I felt it break the hard bone, and go through the heart. I gagged a little.

"Too weak for this?" Jace coughed out.

Everything went black after the statement.

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THIRD POV

Elizabeth seemed to change. The scales had covered half her face now, and her left eye glowing yellow. In a quick manner, she popped out the heart of Jace, and held it in her hand.

"You know," She smirked, "I really just want to watch you suffer."

"You have my heart, Honey. Isn't that enough?" The demon seemed to beg for mercy.

The cursed Elizabeth laughed, and squeezed a little on the heart. Jace's body hunched a little, "Just a few more more seconds, and I'll give you mercy."

Elizabeth squeezed a little more, and the blackened heart stopped beating. She completely crushed it, and the ashes, along with the demon smoke, fell to the floor, soon disappearing. The scales disappeared, and Elizabeth fell to the concrete.

Dean woke up, and saw Sam still passed out. He turned the corner, and saw Jace's dead body laying on the floor, and Elizabeth's breathing one laying a few feet away from it. She had no more scales, and she looked human again.

Dean ran to her, the worst thoughts running through his mind. He hadn't given up like he said he would. He still loved her.

Dean bent down and looked at the girl. In a moment, she gasped loudly, and shot up. Elizabeth looked around frantically, and saw Dean.

The first thing that came to her mind, was to kiss the Winchester she told she gave up on. The truth was... She didn't give up.

The kiss lasted a few minutes. When they pulled away, Dean was the first to speak.

"I love you, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth rested her forehead against his, "I love you, too, Dean."

As if it were a sappy romance movie, rain started to pour. Elizabeth looked up, enjoying the sappiness of the moment. But, fatigue from being practically possessed made her eyes close. And soon, Dean had the girl he made a relationship with, in his arms.

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ONE YEAR LATER

"Come on, Dean. Let's go!" Elizabeth shouted at her sarcastic, pie loving, boyfriend. His brother tagged along, and they made it to their cars.

"I'm coming." Dean shouted.

The couple parted to their cars, and Sam joined Dean.

Elizabeth's radio blasted Carry On Wayward Son, and she turned it up all the way. She sang along, and followed the Winchesters for their next adventure.

Carry on my Wayward so-o-o-o-n. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don'tcha cry no more.

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A/N: That is the end! Finally one of my stories ending happily. Haha.

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