"He loved you with his whole heart, Jess, more then I ever can."
Just moments ago there had been no words, no regrets of any kind, just his lips and mine.
But it didn't take him long, pulling even faster then when we had finally given in, to realize what sin our lips had committed that night and that we wanted to commit that sin until our lips were gone.
"I'm not good enough for you, Jessica, and you know it. I'm not Sam."
It's the same thing each time, each time our lips touch, our smiles match, or we finally give into temptation, but I know his words are filled with fear rather then truth.
(Sam's been gone, buried, for years now and it's time to move on)
"Don't you ever say that again, Dean, I'm so goddamn sick of that excuse! You're braver then Sam ever was, the hero of this horror story, and you know it."
I barely speak Sam's name anymore, it brings up too much pain for the both of us, it was like a dagger to our already pierced through hearts but it was about time the both of us finally moved on.
(my hands pulling him away from the crossroads)
"Don't say that, Jess, just don't."
Even if he would never emit it, keeping those feelings bottled up for way too long (he may keep them from exploding out until he's old), I knew that he believed every word and that we couldn't live our lives in the past anymore.
Our past, filled with happy brothers and absentee fathers, had been burned away with Sam and now all we had left was the future that loomed over us.
"I have to say it, I've needed to say it for so long, Dean, and you can't stop me. We need to let go of Sam, of it all, do you understand?"
He didn't need to speak, with him I just look into those eyes they don't cry a lot but they say everything I need to know, he just placed his resistant lips on mine and knowing already that they fit together.
(no more shame about who we choice to love in the end)
"It's Sam, Dean, he'll understand and even if didn't I can't change who I love."
The word 'love' is said with hesitation and worry about what he's going to do next, push me away before we become more then this, but instead he surprises me, along with everyone else, alive and dead.
(Even Sam on his nice and fluffy cloud is having a wtf moment)
"Me either, Jessica, me either."