Ana is asleep in her and Dean's bed, as Sam and Amelia are doing a separate case than Dean and Ana. In Dean's defense, he wants to be alone with his babygirl. He wanted to do a different hunt than Sam and Amelia. The radio comes on, playing 'Heat of the Moment'. Ana's eyes then shot open when the song came on. It also didn't help that it was loud and in her ear. "Fuck." Ana mutters, as she sits up on the bed. 

"Rise and shine, Baby!" Dean says as he is sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his boots. "Come on, baby. You love this song, and you know it." Dean says, as he turns up the volume of the song making it even louder.

"You're unbelievable." Ana grumbled underneath her breath, as Dean starts bopping around, as Ana shakes her head in amusement.

"Love you too, babygirl." Dean says as he presses a tender kiss on Ana's lips.

Ana was slow moving in the morning as they didn't have a complete rush to get up and ready. They took their time as Ana was wearing a tank top, ripped jeans, her leather jacket and a pair of boots. The two of them are now in the bathroom as Dean is gargling loudly and long, as Ana hit the back of his head, which made him spit the stuff out of his mouth, as he gave her a small glare as Ana was brushing her teeth, pretending like nothing happened.

After that, Dean is rummaging in his bag, as he pulls out a gun, as Ana has her knife in her hand. "Bingo." Dean says as he goes past Ana to the door. "Now, who's ready for some breakfast?" He asked her, as the two of them got into the car.

When the couple gets to the diner hands interlocked, as Dean kissed the top of her head, as they walked in. The cashier handed the old man his change. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett." The cashier says, as the old man waves as he walked away.

"Yeah, yeah." The old man says, as the couple finds a booth and sit opposite of each other. That's when Dean notices a poster on the wall. 

"Hey, Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean says as Ana followed his gaze to the same poster with a teasing brow raised. 

"You even know what that is?" Ana asked her fiance as he turned around to give her a small glare.

Just then the waitress whose name is Doris comes to their table. "You guys ready?" She asked.

"Yes, I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee." Dean says.

"Make it two coffees with waffles, thanks." Ana says with a small smile.

"You got it." The waitress says as she walks away.

"I'm telling you baby; this job is small fry. We should be spending our time hunting down Bela." Dean says to his girlfriend as Ana looked at him.

"Okay, sure, let's get right on that. Where is she again?" Ana asked him as that's when he gave her a look.

"Shut up." Dean says to him.

"Look, believe me. I want to find her as bad as you do. In the meantime, we have this." Ana says to her fiance, as she pulls out some papers. 

"Alright, so this Professor." Dean says as the headline on the newspaper clipping reads, 'MISSING - DEXTER HASSELBACK, LAST SEEN IN BROWARD, FLORIDA'.

"Dexter Hasselback, was passing through town last week when he vanished." Ana says to him.

"Last known location?" Dean asked.

"His daughter says he was on his way to visit the Broward County Mystery Spot." Ana says as Dean turns over the flyer. The front has a large question mark and the words, 'Broward County Mystery Spot'.

"Where the laws of physics have no meaning." Dean says to her as Ana shrugs at what he said as Doris arrives with a tray with two coffees and a bottle of hot sauce.

"Two coffees, black and some hot sauce for the--" Doris gasps as the hot sauce falls off the tray and smashes on the floor. "Whoops, sorry." She says to the couple as she turns to the back. "Cleanup!"

After the couple finishes their breakfast, which of course Dean tried to steal a couple bites out of Ana's food, which she honestly didn't care to say the least. They walk on a sidewalk as a dog bark as they pass, Dean grabs the Mystery Spot flyer from Ana's hands.

"Annie, joints like this are only tourist traps, right? I mean, you know, balls rolling uphill, furniture nailed to the ceiling, they're only dangerous to your wallet." Dean says to his fiance beside him.

"Okay, look, I'm just saying, there are some spots in the world, where holes open up and swallow people. The Bermuda Triangle, uh, the Oregon Vortex--" Ana says to Dean

"Broward County Mystery Spot?" Dean asked her, as she shrugged her shoulders at what he said.

"Well sometimes these places are legit." Ana says to him.

"Alright, so if it is legit, and that's a big ass if, what's the lore?" Dean asks. 

"Well, the lore's pretty fucking nuts, actually. They say these places the magnetic fields are so strong that they can bend spacetime, sending victims to no one knows where." Ana says.

"Sounds a little X-files to me." Dean says as the two of them pass two movers trying to get a desk in a door.

"Told you it wouldn't fit!" The first mover says to the second one.

"What do you want, a Pulitzer?" The second mover says to the first one.

"Alright, look, I'm not saying this is really happening, but if it is, we gotta check it out, and see if we can do something." Sam says.

"Alright, we'll go tonight after they close, get ourselves a nice long look." Dean says to Ana as the redhead nodded her head at what he said.

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The two of them are at the mystery spot as the hallway is neon green with a black double spiral painted on the walls and door. The door opens and Ana and Dean, walk in with their flashlights in their hands. Ana closes the door behind them. The two of them move up the hallway. Ana pulls out her EMF reader, as Dean shines the flashlight around up and onto a table, lamp and ashtray attached upside-down to the ceiling. 

"Wow. Uncanny." Dean says sarcastically. Ana examines another table with a wine glass and a poultry dinner, this one at an angle to the floor. "Find anything, baby?" Dean asked as Ana is holding the unresponsive EMF meter.

"Nope." Ana says.

"Do, you have any idea what you're looking for?" Dean asked her.

"Uh... yeah." Ana says as Dean raises his eyebrows skeptically. "No." Ana says as Dean raises his head. The two of them shine their flashlights around other parts of the room.

"What the hell are you doing here?" A voice says as Ana turns to look, as Dean points his flashlight and handgun at the voice. The owner has a gun aimed at Dean, as Dean points his gun elsewhere.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, we can explain." Dean says.

"You robbing me?" The owner asked.

"Look nobody's robbing you, calm down." Ana says as the owner points the gun back at Dean. 

"Don't move!" The owner says.

"I'm just putting the gun down." Dean says, as that's when the owner fires the gun and Dean falls.

"Dean!" Ana yells as she rushes to him, as he struggles to breathe. "Hey! Baby..." Ana says as she looks at the owner. "Call 911!" Ana says as she turns back to Dean. "Not like this baby." Ana says as she is on the verge of tears as that's when she feels Dean going still, as he closes his eyes, as Ana watches, devastated. "D..." Ana says softly, as a quiet sob escaped from her lips, as she held onto him like a lifeline, even if he was already dead.

───※ ·❆· ※───

Ana wakes up in her and Dean's bed, the radio comes on, playing 'Heat of the Moment'. Ana's eyes then shot open when the song came on. "Fuck." Ana mutters, as she sits up on the bed, as she stares around.

"Rise and shine, Baby!" Dean says as he is sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his boots. Ana stares at him, then at the clock radio. "Come on, baby. You love this song, and you know it." Dean says as he turns up the volume and starts bopping around, exactly like the first time, as Ana stares after him.

"You're unbelievable." Ana grumbles underneath her breath.

"Love you too, babygirl." Dean says as he presses a tender kiss on Ana's lips.

Ana was slow moving in the morning to get ready. Ana was wearing the same outfit she was wearing the first time. The two of them are now in the bathroom as Dean is gargling loudly as it is annoying. Ana drinks some water and swishes and then spits. Dean notices Ana's lack of reaction and spits out his mouthful. "What?" He asks his girlfriend.

"I don't know." Ana says to her boyfriend.

"You alright, baby?" He asked her.

"I think I--" Ana says as she pauses. "I had a weird dream."

"Yeah? Spiders or clowns?"

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The door chimes as Dean and Ana enter with their hands interlocked, as he kissed the top of her head as they walked in. The cashier hands the old man his change. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett." The cashier says as the old man waves as he walked away.

"Yeah, yeah." The old man says, as the couple finds a booth and sit opposite of each other, as that's when Ana is staring around, bewildered.

"Can't stay unless you order something, Cal. You know the rules." Doris tells him as Cal passes her some change as Ana stares hard at them. 

"Coffee." Cal says as that's when Dean notices a poster on the wall. 

"Hey, Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean says as Ana looked at Dean.

"It's Tuesday?" Ana asked her fiance as he looked at her.

"Yeah." Dean says as that's when Doris comes to the table.

"Are you guys ready?" She asks.

"Yes, I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee." Dean says as Ana stares for a minute.

"Uh, nothing for me, thanks." Ana says.

"Let me know if you change your mind." Doris says as she walks away.

"I'm telling you, baby; this job is small fry. We should be spending our time hunting down Bela." Dean says to his fiance as Ana stares after Doris. "Hey." Dean says as he snaps his fingers at Ana. "You with me, baby?"

That's when Ana sighs. "You don't -- you don't remember? Any of this?" Ana asked her fiance.

"Remember what, baby?" Dean asked her.

"This. Today. Like it's -- like it's... happened before?" Ana says.

"You mean like déjà vu?" Dean asks as Ana shook her head.

"No, I mean, like it's really happened before." Ana says.

"Yeah, that's déjà vu, baby." Dean says.

"No, forget about déjà vu. I'm asking you if it feels like, like we're living yesterday all over again." Ana says.

"Okay, how is that not dé--" Dean says but Ana cuts him off.

"Don't, don't say it! Just don't even..." Ana says as that's when Doris arrives a with one coffee and the hot sauce.

"Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the -- oops! Crap!" Doris says as just before the hot sauce could fall onto the ground and shatter like it did the first time. Ana caught it as it falls, as she stares at the bottle in her hand and gives it back to Doris.

"Thanks." Doris says as she puts down the bottle and leaves.

"Nice reflexes, baby." Dean says as Ana swallows, frustrated and confused as she doesn't say anything.

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The same dog barks from the first time as Dean and Ana pass, as Ana stares over her shoulder. "Baby, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Dean says as Ana rolled her eyes at what he said.

"Okay, look. Yesterday was Tuesday, right? But today is Tuesday too." Ana says.

"Yeah. No. Good. You're totally balanced." Dean says to her.

"So, you don't believe me?!" Ana exclaims, as Dean laughs as he collides with the same blonde girl from earlier.

"Excuse me." The blonde girl.

"Look, I'm just saying that it's crazy, you know, I mean, even for us crazy. Dingo ate my baby crazy." Dean says as Ana gave him a look.

"Okay, look, we were at the Mystery Spot, and then --" Ana says, and then she stops.

"And then what?" Dean asked her as she pauses not wanting to say it.

"Then I woke up." Ana says, as that's when the two of them pass the movers.

"Told you it wouldn't fit!" The first mover says.

"What do you want, a Pulitzer?" The second mover asked.

"Wait a minute! The Mystery Spot. You think maybe it--" Ana says.

"Maybe what?" Dean asked her.

"We gotta check that place out. Look, just -- go with me on this, okay?" Ana says to Dean, as he nodded his head at what she said.

"Alright, alright, we'll go tonight, after close, get ourselves a nice long look." Dean says as when Ana realizes what he said she whips her head around to him.

"Wait, what? No." Ana says as Dean looks at her confused.

"Uh..." Ana says not wanting to say the truth. "Let's just go now. Right now. Business hours, nice and crowded."

"You're still weird." Dean mumbles as she hit his shoulder.

"Rude." Ana says to him.

"Doesn't mean you can hit me either." Dean says as he walks a few feet ahead of Ana and looks to his right as he enters the street, just then a car slams into him from his left. 

"Dean!" Ana yells as she rushes towards Dean. "Baby, no, no, no." She says as Dean has blood on his face and is barely moving. Ana turns him over and picks him up. "Baby!" Ana says, as she has tears forming in her eyes. "Baby..." Ana says barely above a whisper, as Dean isn't moving. Her lip trembles as tears roll down her cheeks as she holds his limp body.

──※ ·❆· ※───

The radio comes on playing 'Heat of the Moment', as Ana's eyes shot open, as it didn't help that it was loud and in her ear. "Fuck." Ana mutters as she sits up on the bed.

"Rise and shine, baby!" Dean says as he is sitting on the edge of their bed tying his boots, as Ana stares at him, as he presses a kiss on Ana's lips.

After Ana gets dressed the two of them are in the bathroom as Ana is brushing her teeth as Dean is gargling loudly as Ana breathes through her nose. After she and Dean are finished brushing their teeth, they walk into the diner.

"Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean says.

"Okay, would you listen to me? 'Cause I'm flipping out." Ana says to Dean.

"Are you guys ready?" Doris asked.

"He'll take the special, side of bacon and coffee black. Nothing for me, thanks." Ana says without giving Dean a chance of saying anything.

"You got it." Doris says as she walks away, as that's when Dean looks at her.

"Annie, I get all tingly when you take control like that." Dean says as normally Ana would react more than just an eyeroll at what he said.

"Quit screwing around, baby." Ana says.

"Okay. I'm listening. So, so -- you think that you're in some kind of what again?" Dean asks his fiance.

"Time loop." Ana says to her boyfriend.

"Like 'Groundhog Day''?" Dean asks.

"Yes, exactly, like 'Groundhog Day'." Ana says.

"Uh-huh." Dean says as he nods his head at what she said.

"Great, you don't believe me." Ana says.

"It's just a little crazy, I mean even for us crazy, you know, like, uh --" Dean says but Ana stopped him.

"Dingo ate my baby crazy?" Ana says.

"How'd you know I was going to say that?" Dean asked.

"Just a hunch." Ana says. "That and because you said it before, which is my point." Ana says, as that's when Doris comes back.

" Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the --" Doris says as the hot sauce almost drops as Ana catches the hot sauce and ands it back to Doris, without looking. "Thanks." Doris says as she puts down the hot sauce and walks always.

"Nice reflexes." Dean comments to his girlfriend.

"No, I knew it was going to happen." Ana says to him.

"Okay, look, I'm sure that there's some sort of explanation --" Dean says but Ana cuts him off.

"You're just going to have to go with me on this, baby, you just have to, you owe me that much." Ana says to him.

"Calm down, baby -- " Dean says.

"Don't tell me to calm down! I can't calm down. I can't. Because --" Ana says as she stops herself.

"Because what?" Dean asks her.

"Because you die, today, Dean." Ana says.

"I'm not gonna die. Not today. 'Sides it's not even been a year." Dean says as Ana doesn't know what she's going to do when Dean goes to Hell. Not seeing him again, ever. He's her rock, and she's, his foundation. They need each other.

"Twice now, I've watched you die, and I can't -- I won't do it again, okay? You're just going to have to believe me. Please. Baby." Ana says nearly begging, no, no, pleading for him to believe her.

"Alright, I still think you're nuts baby, but okay, whatever this is, we'll figure it out. Together." Dean says as Ana nods her head unhappily, as Dean reaches over and grabbed her hands and interlocked them. "I still love you, sweetheart." He says with a small smile on his face.

"Love you, too." Ana says as she looked down after she said that.

───※ ·❆· ※───

The couple are now walking down the same street where the same dog barks, as just like the other times, Dean bumps into the blonde girl. "Excuse me." The blonde girl says, as the couple now passes the two movers.

"Told you it wouldn't fit!" The first mover yells.

"What do you want a Pulitzer?" The second one asks.

"And you think this cheesy-ass tourist trap has something to do with it?" Dean asks his fiance.

"Maybe, it's the real deal, you know? The, the magnetic fields bending spacetime or whatever." Ana says.

"I don't know, it all seems a little too 'X-Files' for me." Dean says.

"Well, I don't know how else to explain it, Baby!" Ana says.

"Alright! We'll go tonight after they close, get ourselves a nice long look." Dean says.

"We can't." Ana says.

"Why not?" Dean asked.

"Because y-y-you--" Ana says as she stops herself as she is unable to finish.

"I what?" Dean asked her, as Ana doesn't say anything. "I die there?"

"Blown away, actually." Ana says.

"Huh. Okay, let's go now." Dean says as he starts to walk toward, as Ana rushes after her fiance and grabs him by the arm before he runs into the street, as Mr. Pickett's car zooms past them.

"Stay out of the way!" He yells out of his car as Ana flips him off, as the couple stares after the car, as Dean laughs until he sees Ana's face.

"Wait, did he -- " Dean says.

"Yesterday. Yeah." Ana says.

"And?" Dean asks.

"And what?" Ana asks confused.

"Did it look cool like in the movies?" Dean asked him as Ana rolled her eyes at what he said.

"You peed yourself." Ana says irritated.

"Of course I peed myself. Man gets hit by a car; you think he has full control over his bladder? Come on!" Dean says as he is more careful to look both ways before they cross the street.

───※ ·❆· ※───

The couple are now inside the Mystery Spot, talking to the owner. "Guys, I can't tell you how much I appreciate this. We could use all the good ink we can get." The owner says.

"How long have you owned the place, Mr. Carpiak?" Ana asked.

"Well, my family's been guarding the secrets here since you don't want to know when." The owner says.

"So, you'd know if anything strange happened." Ana says.

"Strange? Strange happens here all the time. It's a Mystery Spot." The owner says.

"What exactly does that mean?" Ana asked him.

"Well, uh... it's where the laws of physics have no meaning." The owner says.

"Okay, like how?" Ana says as she is starting to get mad.

"Take the tour?" The owner says grinning, as Ana scowls under her breath.

"The guy who went missing, Dexter Hasselback, he take the tour?" Dean asks.

"Uh, uh, hold on a minute, what kind of article is this?" The owner says.

"Just answer the question." Ana says.

"The police scoured every inch of this place. They couldn't find that man. I never seen him before. We're a family establishment--" The owner says as Ana cuts him off.

"Listen to me There is something weird going on here. Now, do you know anything about it or not?" Dean asked the owner.

"Okay, look. Guys. Um. Give me a break. I bought the joint at a foreclosure auction last March, alright? Hell, I used to sell bail bonds." The owner says as Ana stares at the man, stone-faced.

"Okay, Kojak, let's get some air." Dean says as he steers Ana outside.

───※ ·❆· ※───

"Well, I hate to say it, but that place is exactly what I thought -- it's full of crap." Dean says as him and Ana are now walking down the same street however as it is nighttime now.

"Then what is it, baby, what the hell is happening to us?" Ana asked.

"I don't know, Annie. Alright, let me just -- So, every day I die." Dean says.

"Yeah." Ana says.

"And that's when you wake up again, right?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Ana repeats again.

"So, let's just make sure I don't die. If I make it to tomorrow, then maybe the loop stops and we can figure all this out." Dean says.

"You think it will work, baby?" Ana asked.

"It's worth a shot. I say we grab some takeout and head back to the motel, lay low, until midnight, and before that I can give you a massage." Dean says as Ana nods her head as Dean presses a kiss on her lips. 

After the kiss, Dean starts walking again and gets two steps before getting flattened by a falling desk. The movers, one holding the other end of the snapped rope and the other up in the window, stares at the scene as Ana looks at Dean. "Again... shoulda known." Ana grumbles.

───※ ·❆· ※───

The radio comes on, playing 'Heat of the Moment' as Ana's eyes open as she sits up in bed and stares around, as Dean is sitting on the edge of their bed tying his boots, as Ana stares at him.

"Rise and shine, baby!" Dean says, as Ana lies back down and tries to breathe, as Dean got up and kissed her lips.

The two of them are now at the diner, as Ana has a despairing expression on her face. "I still think you're nuts, baby... but whatever this is, we'll figure it out. Like we always do." Dean says.

"Thanks." Ana says, as she takes a drink from her coffee.

"So, uh... if you're stuck in 'Groundhog Day', why? What's behind it?" Dean asked.

"Well, first I thought it was the Mystery Spot, now I'm not so sure." Ana says as she puts her coffee back onto the table.

"What do we do?" Dean asked.

"Well, we keep you breathing. Try to make it to tomorrow. I mean, that's the only thing I can think of." Ana says.

"Shouldn't be too hard." Dean says.

"Yeah, right baby. I've watched you die a few times now and I can't ever seem to stop it." Ana says.

"Well, nothing's set in stone. You say I order the same thing every day, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, Pig in a poke, side of bacon." Ana says as Dean turns to Doris who is standing by the window to the kitchen, talking with the cook.

"'Scuse me, sweetheart?" Dean asked as Doris turns around. "Can I get sausage instead of bacon?" Dean asked.

"Sure thing, hon." Doris says as he turns back to Ana.

"See? Different day already. You see, if you and I decide that I'm not gonna die -- I'm not gonna die." Dean says, as Doris brings over Dean's food. "Thank you." Dean says as he stabs a sausage link with his work and bites into it, as Ana grins, as that's when Dean starts to choke. 

"Dean. Baby?" Ana asked.

───※ ·❆· ※───

Ana eyes open, as she sits up in her and Dean's bed and stares around. A little bit later Dean pokes his shampoo lathery head around the shower curtain. "You mean we can't even go out for breakfast?" He asked Ana who was by the window. 

"You'll thank me when it's Wednesday!" Ana calls out.

"Whatever that means." Dean says as he disappears behind the shower curtain, as seconds later, Ana hears Dean's yelp, followed by a thud.

After Ana wakes up the next time, her and Dean are eating tacos from a takeout place, as Ana takes a drink from her drink. "Do these tacos taste funny to you?" Dean asked.

Ana then sits up in bed, as she sighs, as Dean plug sin an electric razor and is electrocuted.

The couple are back in the Mystery Spot, as Ana is breaking down the walls with an axe, as Dean grins at the owner, who is duct-taped to a chair. "Everybody's fine, nobody's gonna get hurt, okay? Annie?" Dean says, as Ana stops and turns towards Dean. "Maybe you should drop the axe and let this guy go, what do you say?" Dean says.

"Something's gotta be going on here. I intend to find out what." Ana says as she goes back to swinging the axe. 

"Baby, the place is torn up pretty, good. Time to give it a rest." Dean says.

"NO! I'm gonna take it down to studs." Ana says, as that's when Dean stands up. 

"Annie, that's enough. Give me the axe." Dean says, as him and Ana were fighting over the axe, as Dean ended up getting killed again this time by the axe.

───※ ·❆· ※───

The door to the diner chimes as the couple enters, as the cashier gives Mr. Pickett some change. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett." The cashier says.

"Yeah, yeah." Mr. Pickett says as he and Ana bump into each other as they pass.

"Can't stay unless you order something, Cal. You know the rules." Doris says as Cal passes her some change."

"Coffee." Cal says as the couple sits down in the booth.

"Hey, Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean says as Ana sets down a set of keys on the table, as Dean looks at them, then at Ana. "What are those?"

"The old man's. Trust me, you don't want him behind the wheel." Ana says with zero emotion, as that's when Doris comes to their table.

"You guys ready?" Doris asked.

"Uh, yes, we are. I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee." Dean says.

"Hey, Doris? What I'd like is for you to log in some more hours at the archery range. You're a terrible shot." Ana says to the woman which makes her look at Ana confused.

"How'd you know that?" Doris asked the redhead.

"Lucky guess." Ana says, as Doris walked away.

"Okay, so you think you're caught in some kind of what, again?" Dean asked his fiance. 

"Time loop." Ana says.

"Like 'Groundhog Day'." Dean says.

"Doesn't matter. There's no way to stop it." Ana says in a blunt tone.

"Jeez, aren't you grumpy." Dean says to his girlfriend, which made her nudge him underneath the table with her foot. 

"Yeah, I am. You wanna know why? Because this is the hundredth Tuesday in a row I've been through, and it never stops. Ever. So, yeah, I'm a little grumpy. Hot sauce." Ana says as Doris arrives with the coffee and hot sauce.

"Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the--whoops! Crap!" Doris says as Ana catches the hot sauce and slides it across the table.

"Thanks." Doris says as she leaves.

"Nice reflexes." Dean says.

"I knew it was going to happen, Dean. I know everything that's gonna happen." Ana says.

"You don't know everything." Dean says.

"Yeah, I do." Ana says. "Randy the cashier? He's skimming from the register. Judge Myers? At night he puts on a furry bunny outfit." Ana says. "Over there, that's Cal. He's gonna rob Tony the mechanic on the way home."

"What's your point, baby?" Dean asked his fiance.

"My point is, I've watched every possible Tuesday. I've watched you die every possible way. I have ripped apart the Mystery Spot, burnt it down, tried everything. I know to save your life, and I can't. No matter what I do, you die. And then I wake up, and then it's Tuesday again." Ana says.

The couple walks down the street. "Dog." Ana says as the dog barks as the couple passes.

"There's gotta be some way out of this." Dean says.

"'Where's my dang keys'?" Ana says as they pass Mr. Pickett who is searching his pockets for the keys that Ana lifted.

"Where's my dang keys?" Mr. Pickett asked.

"'Excuse me'." The blonde woman says as she bumps into Dean, as Dean puts a hand to stop Ana.

"Hey, all the times we've walked down this street, I ever do this?" Dean says as he goes after the blonde girl. "Excuse me, miss!" Ana hears him call out as she is staring after him.

"No." Ana says as the blonde girl gives Dean one of the papers. 

"A hundred Tuesdays, and you never bothered to check what she was holding in her hands?" Dean says as Ana shrugs her shoulders, as Dean hands up a flyer. "That's the guy who went missing?" Dean asked her as Ana stares at the name under the picture from the newspaper clipping.

"Yeah?" Ana asked him.

"That's his daughter back there." Dean says as Ana takes the flyer and runs after the blonde girl.

"Ma'am?" Ana says as the dog on the street growls and barks at Dean. Dean looks at the dog, then smiles and leans over to pet it. 

"Hey buddy! Somebody need a friend?"

───※ ·❆· ※───

The couple are at the diner as Dean is eating, and Ana is on her laptop. "So, the police report says Dexter Hasselback is a professor, but that's not all he is." Ana says.

"What is he?" Dean asked.

"I talked to his daughter. Guy's quite the journalist. Columns in magazines, a blog." Ana says. "He writes about tourist attractions. Mystery Spots, UFO crash sites -- he gets his kicks debunking them. I mean, he's already put four of these places out of business. Here."

Ana turns her computer to face Dean. On the screen is the biography of the author of the blog, 'The Hasselback Report', with a picture of Hasselback and a headline which Dean reads aloud. "Dexter Hasselback, truth warrior? More like a pompous schmuck, if you ask me."

"Yeah, tell me about it. I mean, I've read everything the guy's every written, and he must have weighed a ton, he was so full of himself." Ana says to her boyfriend.

"When'd you have time to do all this research?" Dean asked.

"Come on." Ana says as she packs up the laptop, as they get up, as Dean laughs. "What?" She asked.

"I just, it's just funny, you know, I mean, this guy spends his whole life crapping on Mystery Spots, and then he vanishes into one. It's kinda poetic, you know, just desserts." Dean says. 

"You're right, that is just desserts." Ana says, as that's when she notices a man's abandoned plate, it has a partial pancake and pink syrup.

"What's wrong, baby?" Dean asked his girlfriend, as Ana watches the man walk by the diner windows. 

"Guy has maple syrup for the last hundred Tuesdays, all of a sudden he's having strawberry?" Ana says.

"It's a free country, baby. Man, can't choose his own syrup, huh? What have we become?" Dean says as Ana shakes her head.

"Not in this diner. Not today. Nothing in this place ever changes. Ever. Except me." Ana says.

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Ana's eyes open as 'Heat of the Moment' starts playing, she sits up in her and Dean's bed and stares around. "Rise and shine, Baby!" Dean says as he is sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his books.

The two of them are now back at the diner, the man is eating the pancakes with maple syrup. Dean is eating his foot as Ana is watching the man. Okay, not watching, but staring. "So, you think you're caught in some kind of what, again?"

"Eat your breakfast." Ana says to Dean, as that's when the man leaves as Ana follows.

"What's in the bag, baby?" Dean asks as he follows his fiance.

The man walks down the street, as Ana grabs him and slams him into the fence, and puts the tip of a wooden stake at his throat. "Hey!" The man says.

"I know who you are. Or should I say, what." Ana says.

"Oh my God, please, don't kill me." The man says.

"Uh, Annie?" Dean says to his fiance.

"It took me a hell of a long time, but I got it." Ana says.

"What?" The man asked.

"It's your MO, that gave you away. Going after pompous jerks, giving them their just desserts -- your kind loves that, don't they." Ana says.

"Yeah sure, okay." The man says as he glances nervous at the stake "Jut put the stake down!"

"Annie, maybe you should --" Dean says to his fiance.

"No! There's only one creature powerful enough to do what you're doing. Making reality out of nothing, sticking people in time loops -- in fact you'd pretty much have to be a God. You'd have to be a Trickster." Ana says to the man.

"Lady, my name is Ed Coleman, my wife's name is Amelia, I got two kids, for crying out loud I sell ad space --" The man says.

"Don't lie to me! I know what you are! We've killed one of your kind before!" Ana says as that's when the man morphs into the Trickster, and grins, as Ana and Dean stare.

"Actually, bucko, you didn't." The Trickster says.

"Why are you doing this?" Ana asked.

"You're joking, right? You, chuckleheads tried to kill me the last time. Why wouldn't I do this?" The Trickster says to the couple.

"And Hasselback, what about him?" Dean asked. 

"That putz? He said he didn't believe in worm holes, so I dropped him in one." The Trickster says, as he laughs. "Then you guys showed up. I made you the second you hit town." 

"So, this is fun for you? Killing Dean over and over again?" Ana asked.

"One, yes. It is fun. And two? This is so not about killing Dean. This joke is on you, Sam. Watching your boyfriend die, every day. Forever?" The Trickster says.

"Son of a bitch." Ana says.

"How long will it take you to realize? You can't save your boyfriend. No matter what." The Trickster says.

"Oh yeah? I kill you; this all ends now." Ana says as she digs the stake more into the Trickster's neck.

"Oh-oh, hey, whoa! Okay. Look. I was just playing around. You can't take a joke, fine. You're out of it. Tomorrow, you'll wake up and it'll be Wednesday. I swear." The Trickster says.

"You're lying." Ana says.

"If I am, you know where to find me. Having pancakes at the diner." The Trickster says as Ana looks at Dean, then back at the Trickster. 

"No, easier to just kill you." Ana says as the Trickster shook his head.

"Sorry, kiddo. Can't have that." He says as he snaps his fingers.

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Ana's eyes snap open, as she sits up in bed and stares around, as she rubbed her eyes with her hands. As a yawn escapes from her lips. A looks up and sees Dean standing by the bathroom sink. "What are you gonna do sleep all day?" Dean asked her.

"No Asia." Ana says as it was more of a question.

"Yeah, I know. This station sucks." Dean comments as Ana stares at the clock radio beside her bed, as it was 'WED', as she then gasped.

"It's Wednesday!" Ana says to him.

"Yeah, which usually comes after Tuesday. Turn that thing off, will you?" Dean says to his fiance. 

"What, are you kidding me? This isn't the most beautiful song you've ever heard?" Ana says.

"No, not really. How many Tuesdays did you have?" Dean asked his fiance.

"I don't know. I lost count. Hey, wait. What do you remember?" Ana asked him.

"I remember you were pretty whacked out of it yesterday, and then I remember running into the Trickster. But no, that's about it." Dean says to his fiance.

"Alright, pack your stuff, let's get the hell out of town. Now." Ana says.

"No breakfast?" Dean asked his fiance, as she shook her head no at what he said.

"No breakfast." Ana says to him, which made him have a small pout on his face at what he said, as he looked like a child denied cookies.

"Can I at least get a kissy, or is that illegal too?" Dean asked his fiance as she smirked at what he said. She was definitely enjoying this at all.

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When Ana hears a gunshot, she dropped her phone as she was texting Amelia, she hurries down the motel exterior stairs. Dean is on his side on the asphalt, with blood spewing out of his shirt, as Ana runs to him. "Hey, hey, come on, not today, not today, this isn't supposed to happen today, come on--" Ana realizes that Dean isn't moving, she closes her eyes and waits, but however nothing happens. Absolutely nothing. She opens her eyes as Dean is still dead. "I'm supposed to wake up."

Ana is at the wheel of the impala; she doesn't have an expression on her face besides it being stony. It's been six months since Dean's death, as she had cut all ties from Sam and Amelia in those months and blocked everyone out of her life. If this life without Dean, then she doesn't want it, all she's thought about is revenge of the Trickster of doing this in the first place, makes her want to rip him out limb by limb piece by piece, until there is nothing left.

"Ana, I found him." Was all that her father said as she made her way to the Mystery Spot. When she walked in her dad was kneeling on the floor turning the pages of a book, which is dead center of a chalked diagram with three candles and three bowls of unidentified substances. Ana enters the room behind him, as that's when her father stands up. "It's good to see you, baby." Bobby hugs his daughter, who doesn't respond and or hug him back.

"What are we doing here, Dad?" Ana asked him.

"Well, it's the last place we're sure the Trickster worked his magic." He said.

"So?" Ana asked her father.

"So, you want this thing? I found a summoning ritual to bring the Trickster here." He says to her.

"What do we need?" Ana asked her father.

"Blood." Bobby says.

"How much blood?" Ana asked him.

"Ritual says near a gallon. And it's gotta be fresh, too." He says.

"Meaning we have to bleed a person dry." Ana says as she furrowed her brows at what he said, well implying at least.

"And it's gotta be tonight. Or not for another fifty years." He says.

"Then, let's go get some." Ana says as she turns to leave, but her dad doesn't move, as Ana notices and turns back to her father.

"You break my heart, baby." Bobby says.

"What?" Ana asked him.

"I'm not gonna let you murder an innocent man." Bobby says to his daughter.

"Then why'd you bring me here?" Ana asked.

"Why? Because it was the only way you'd see me! Because I'm trying to knock some sense into you! Because I thought you'd back down from killing a man!" Bobby says to his daughter.

"Well, you thought wrong. Leave the stuff, I'll do it myself." Ana says to her father.

"I told you, I'm not gonna let you kill a man." He says.

"It's none of your damn business what I do!" Ana shouts at him, which was the first time that she had ever done that to him in general.

"You want Dean back so bad?" Bobby says as he leans down and pulls out a knife out of his bag and holds it up to Ana. "Fine." He says as Ana eyes the knife in her father's hands.

"What are you talking about?" Ana asked him.

"Better me than a civilian." He says as he holds the knife out to his daughter.

"You're crazy, Dad, I'm not killing you." Ana says.

"Oh, now I'm the crazy one. Look, baby, I'm old, I'm coming near the end of my trail. But you can keep fighting. Saving folk. But you need Daen. Let me get him back to you." He says.

"Dad--" Ana says, as she takes the knife. 

"Good." He says, as he turns around and goes to his knees. "Just make it quick." He says as Ana waits for a moment. "Do it."

"Yeah, okay, Daddy." Ana says as she pulls a stake out of her shirt. "But you wanna know why?" Ana asked her father. Ana grabs her father from the throat and shoves the stake through his back, the tip coming out of his chest. "Because you're not my father." Ana says, as she twists the stake. Blood spurts out of the wound. Bobby goes still and falls forward, as Ana lets go of him, then stares at his corpse, and nothing happens. "Dad? Dad!" Ana yells as just then his corpse vanishes. The stake falls over, then shoots over Ana's shoulder and into the hand of the Trickster, as Ana turns to face him.

"You're right, I was just screwing with you. Pretty good, though, Ana. Smart. Let me tell you, whoever said Dean was the dysfunctional one has never seen you with a sharp object in your hands. Holy Full Metal Jacket."

"Bring him back." Ana says as she has tears in her eyes.

"Who, Dean? Didn't my girl send you flowers? Dean's dead, and he ain't coming back. His soul's downstairs doing the hellfire rumba as we speak." The Trickster says.

"Just take us back to that Tuesday er, Wednesday -- when it all started. Please. We won't come after you, I swear." Ana says.

"You swear." The Trickster says.

"Yes." Ana says.

"I don't know. Even if I could --" The Trickster says.

"You can." Ana says.

"True. But that don't mean I should. Ana, there's a lesson here, that I've been trying to drill into that freakish Cro-Magnon skull of yours." The Trickster says.

"Lesson? What lesson?" Ana asked him.

"This obsession to save Dean? The fact that behind his back you are about finding how to save him without him knowing. You think I didn't know that you tried to sell your own soul as well. Because I do. Dean's your weakness, and everyone knows it. It's gonna be the death of you. Sometimes you just gotta let people go." The Trickster says.

"He's my fiance."

"Your f-fiance? Weren't you guys dating?" The Trickster says as Ana nodded her head at what he said.

"Yeah, he um, proposed on Christmas, a couple weeks ago." Ana says with a small smile on her face, at even talking about how Dean proposed to her on Christmas. That was by far the greatest moment of her life without a doubt.

"And like it or not, this is what life's gonna be like without him." The Trickster says.

"Please. Just -- please." Ana says begging.

"I swear, it's like talking to a brick wall. Okay, look. This all stopped being fun months ago. You're Travis Bickle in a skirt, pal. I'm over it." The Trickster says to Ana.

"Meaning what?" Ana asked him.

"Meaning that's for me to know and you to find out." He says as he snaps his fingers.

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Ana's eyes open, as she sits up and stares around as she rubbed her eyes with her hands. A yawn escapes from her lips, she looks up and sees Dean by the bathroom sink. "What are you gonna do sleep all day?" He asked her.

"No Asia." Ana says as it was more of a question.

"Yeah, I know. This station sucks." Dean comments as Ana stares at the clock radio beside their bed, as it says, 'WED'.

"It's Wednesday." Ana says to him.

"Yeah, which usually comes after Tuesday. Turn that thing off, will you?" He says to his fiance as Ana throws off the covers and goes to pull Dean into a hug. "How many Tuesdays did you have?" He asked her as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I remember you were pretty whacked out of it yesterday. I remember getting up with the Trickster. But that's about it." Dean says to her, as he pulled away from the hug, but he didn't fully let go of her, as his hands were on her sides.

"Let's go." Ana says to him.

"No breakfast?" Dean asked his fiance, as she shook her head no at what he said.

"No breakfast." Ana says which made him have a small pout on his face at what she said, as he looked like a child denied cookies.

"Can I at least get a kiss, or is that illegal too?" He asked his fiance as she smirked at what he said. She was definitely enjoying this. Before the two kissed each other, Dean gently rubbed her cheek as she leaned into his touch, as he lowered his head a little and softly kissed her. When the two of them broke the kiss, he pressed a kiss on the top of her forehead. "I'll pack the car." He says to her.

"You're not going anywhere alone." Ana says as he looked at her a little confused. He knows that she has separation anxiety but not this bad.

"It's just to the parking lot, baby." Dean says to her, as Ana zips a bag, as she keeps her head down as Dean walks behind her as he wraps his arms around her, and places his chin on her shoulder. "Did something else happen?" Dean asked her as he presses a soft kiss on her cheek.

"I just had a weird dream." Ana says softly to him, as he places his hands on her stomach, as she's about two weeks pregnant with their child. It is still too early to see what the gender is of the baby.

"You sure?" He asked again as she says nothing for a moment before she nodded her head at what he said, as he presses another kiss on her cheek.

"Yeah." Ana says as even that wasn't convincing as she had hoped. Her mind is going wonky, as she wants to tell him everything, but doesn't know how. Like that feeling when the words just won't come out, but you want to tell them. That.

"Then, let's get your pretty butt in the car, and get some food, hmm?" He says to her, as the corners of Ana's lips quirked just slightly just enough to satisfy Dean of his answer. He knew that one way to get Ana out of his funk, is to feed her, and now feed her and their baby.

God, he can't wait. 

Oh wait. He's going to Hell.

So, he will never meet their child.

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