Her heat ached, it felt heavy like rocks were dangling off of it. Her mouth became unbearably dry while her breaths came out in uneven patterns. It hit her all at once causing her knees gave out from under her. She quickly grasped onto the kitchen counter gasping for breaths. Her thoughts whispered within her head He's back over & over. She didn't know how or why, she just felt it. The knowledge vibrated in her body, her heart; she just knew. Grabbing the car keys she ran outside intent on finding Sam, knowing that Dean would find Sammy first.
The phone call to Sam didn't take long, she found out what motel he was staying at and was already on her way over. Tears clouded her eyes, her last memory with Dean replaying over in her mind like a movie on repeat.
He smiled at her. They were standing in some strangers living room as he was anticipating the hell hound attack, preparing to die, and he was smiling at her. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, and god help her she smiled back.
His eyes grew watery as he proceeded to talk to Sammy, "Take Care of my wheels," he smiled, "Keep fighting." His focus turned serious as he continued, "Sammy remember what dad taught you, remember what I taught you, kay?"
Sam nodded tears now falling on their own accord but he managed to look up as Dean continued. Dean's focus entirely now on Haley yet he still spoke to Sammy, "I want to you to take care of my girl here Sammy."
Haley stepped forward wiping a tear away, "Dean."
She stood by his side clenching his arm. He continued to stare in her warm brown eyes, his intense gaze mixed with fear yet a sense of bravery as well. And then there was the fiery passion swimming in his eyes, a look that was only meant for her.
He touched her face as he continued , "Sam you tell her it's okay to move on with her li -"
She quickly interrupted him, tears falling as she knew what he was going to say and she didn't want to hear it, not a damn word. A sob broke through as she replied, "Dean stop it."
He shook his head continuing, "You tell her that if she meets someone else," he paused as a tear escaped his eye, "That it's okay." He spoke again but this time he was really speaking to her, "It's okay."
She shook her head taking his face in her hands, "No." She leaned her forehead against his, closing her eyes while letting their tears respectively fall down.
She sobbed once more as he whispered over again, "it's okay." It was like he was trying to convince himself more than her that it was okay. She whispered one last time, "No," before letting her hands slowly run down his face, enveloping his mouth in hers. She kissed him with every ounce she had, the taste of salty tears mingling on both their lips. He held her tightly to him as he kissed her back with such ferocity it caused Haley to gasp with pleasure before she quickly found his lips again.
Sammy had to look away it. It felt too raw, too sad, all too surreal. It made his heart ache knowing that it was killing Dean to see Haley so distraught. Haley tears were the only thing that could break Dean alone. He fought & destroyed many demons, seen a lot of horrible things, witnessed sad deaths yet it was Haley's tears that broke him. She was, as cliché s as it sounded, the love of Dean's life. And he slowly smiled; happy that Dean had found her, gotten the chance to experience something like that.
Dean reluctantly pulled away. If it was up to him he would spend an eternity kissing the beautiful girl who stood before him, Miss Haley James. He wiped away her tears, giving her a sad smile before finally tearing his gaze away to stare at the clock. Both Sammy & Haley followed suit watching as the clock struck midnight, and then watching as Ruby strolled into the room after getting the family of the house out of there.
It was then that Dean heard it. The angry growl of the hellhounds standing in the entry way of the living room. He turned his head to stare at them, and Ruby's eyes grew wider for she too could see them. Haley & Sam looked to the spot where Dean stared at and even though they couldn't see the hellhounds they knew they were there. The silence only lasted a split second before all four of them bolted from the living room to the den. The mayhem just beginning….
Haley shook her head wanting to avoid the flashback of Dean's death altogether. She couldn't and wouldn't think about it, it hurt too much. It was the most horrendous thing she had ever had to witness and it still gave her nightmares till this day.
She pulled into the motel lot parking her car, and proceeded to jump out sprinting towards Sammy's hotel room. She pounded on the door repeatedly as if she was anticipating to get attacked any second now, "Sam! Sam!"
The door quickly swung open, revealing a disheveled Sam who most likely was sleeping before she came, "Haley what is it? What's wrong?"
She quickly barged in, her petite body pushing Sammy to the side, "Is he here?" She frantically looked around the room, "Sammy is he here?"
Sammy stared at Haley backside, confusion etched on his face, "Is who here Haley?"
She spun around meeting Sam's eyes, "Dean."
Sam's stare immediately softened at the mention of his brothers name, remorse now filling his eyes, "Haley, Dean's not here, you know that."
Haley shook her head tears starting to form in her eyes, "No, Sam listen I felt it," she touched her chest emphasizing her point, "I felt it Sammy, he's back."
Sam shook his head in confusion, "Hales that's impossible, I've tried everything to bring him back and nothing's worked."
Haley sighed wiping her tears, "Sammy I'm telling you, I don't know how or why but I know he's back."
He let out a deep breath, fearing Haley really was loosing it this time. He stepped forward to envelop her in a comforting embrace but she stepped back.
She laughed wiping the tears away, "I'm not loosing it Sammy, I'm telling you the truth." When Sam continued to stare at her with concern she continued, "Don't look at me like that Sam. Look call Bobby." She raced over to the phone grabbing it and thrusting it in Sam's face, "Call him."
He shook his head grabbing the phone and putting it back on the receiver, "I'm sorry Hales, no."
She scoffed at him in frustration turning once more to grab the phone again, "Fine, I'll call him myself." Sam tried to reach over to take the phone away but Haley turned her body so that he couldn't grab it. He reached over once more and managed to grab a hold of part of the phone but Haley wouldn't let go of the other end.
"Haley let go of the phone, please." He stared down at her petite body, the concern never leaving his eyes.
"No, Sam." She stared back gripping the phone as tightly as she could and began pulling away, but Sammy the stronger one still managed to hold on, "Dammit Sammy let go!" She grew angry taking one last pull not expecting Sam to let go but was surprised when he did. The phone went flying out of her hand crashing into the lamp behind her and shattering it in tiny pieces. It was then that pounding on the door started.