Destiny

Chapter 1: One Moment More

"Dean, I have to go. You're gonna die, and I can't stand by and watch it happen," I told him, packing up the trunk of a car Bobby was letting me have. I was leaving the love of my life here behind me. Dean was set to die a month from now, but I couldn't stay here and act happy when I knew that heartbreaking day was coming. I turned to him, he had a saddened look on his face. I threw my arms around his neck, not wanting to ever let go. I leaned back and kissed him, his lips so urgent on mine. I rested my forehead against his, and tears flowed down my face as I looked into his green eyes.

"I love you, you know that, right?" he asked me, as he walked around to the driver's side of the car. He opened the door for me, and I laid my hand over his on the door's edge.

"I know. I love you, too," I said back to him, hesitantly getting in the car. He paused, looking at the ring he had given me, my engagement ring. I stood up out of the seat and twirled it around my finger. I looked up at him, and put my hand to his face.

"I'll never take it off," I promised. "I'll keep it on to remind myself of what we have, and to tell people that I'm taken," I said, smiling. He grinned at me. He kissed me once more, desire pouring from his lips. "I love you," I said, getting back into the car. He shut the door, and I reluctantly drove away. I stopped about a hundred feet down the road, not sure if I could really leave Dean, especially if this was the last time I'd ever see him again. I got out of the car, and he was still standing where the car had been. When he saw me standing there, he ran over, and gathered me into his arms, an unbreakable bear hug. I never wanted to let him go, but I had to if I was gonna survive the next couple months. My hands in his hair held his head to my shoulder, and his arms pressed me against his body. I softened up, and he let go. I climbed into the car, and drove away, not daring to look in either mirror, for fear that if I saw him standing there, I wouldn't be able to go through with it. The tears kept pouring from my eyes, and I kept wiping them away. I finally got to my friend's house in Pontiac, Illinois. I called Dean, and we talked for hours; we knew that even if he was dying in a month, we could still talk by phone, even if it wasn't nearly good enough for either of us. He was acting like himself, which was good, but then we started talking about the unbearable ahead of us.

"I'm scared, Kac, I'm really scared. I don't wanna go to hell. I can't leave you here," he said, and I could hear the fear in his voice. I felt horrible for him.

"A part of me wishes I could go for you, but the other part wishes this never happened," I said, looking down, sadly. I knew he was shaking his head on the other end, it was just something he did.

"No. No you don't. And don't you dare follow me, or go to the crossroads to save me," he said, a hint of anger in his voice. I knew he'd be stubborn, but I didn't want to fight with him. And as much as I hated to admit it, he was right about it not helping.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I just wish there was something I could do to help get you out of this mess," I said, sadly. "I love you, I don't wanna lose you, and...and I'd die for you, you know that," I continued. He sighed, and I knew this wasn't easy for him, it was harder for him than for me.

"I know you do, and I love you, but it's enough for me to go to Hell. I couldn't take it if I knew you were there too," he said. After we hung up, I didn't really wanna see anyone, so I decided to turn in early. I knew it was only 8:30, but it had been a long day for me. I told my friends goodnight, and went to my room, closing the door and locking it. I crawled into bed, and curled into a fetal position, and cried myself to sleep over everything I was losing.

~A MONTH LATER~

"So, have you heard from Dean, lately?" Sarah asked me, curiously. I flinched at his name. It was close to his due date with hellhounds. She saw my flinch, and apologized.

"No, it's okay, I'm sure he's fine," I said, looking away from her. I had no idea how he was doing. I looked at my watch, tonight at midnight; that was his time. I was so scared, but I had learned how to hide it. I couldn't believe I've been able to stay away this long; I've never been away from Dean for longer than a day, and now I've just spent a whole month with out seeing his handsome face and those green eyes that I just can't help but fall into. I hadn't realized Sarah had been talking to me until I heard a shrill whistle coming from behind me. I turned around, and she was looking at me, her eyes wide.

"I was telling you you should call him before something happens to him and you regret it forever," she said. She was right. I took out my cellphone, and dialed Dean's number. He answered on the first ring, he's probably been waiting for me.

"Hello?" he asked. He sounded tired, like he'd just woken up.

"Hey," I said, cramming my hand into my pocket.

"Hey, how are you? Are you okay?" he asked me. I walked out of the room, away from Sarah's tearing gaze.

"Yea, I'm fine, just...wanted to hear your voice, one last time. How are you?" I asked, thinking I knew the answer already.

"I'm holding it together so far, I'm a little scared," he admitted. I shrugged, I could totally understand what he was feeling, because I was feeling the exact same way.

"What are you doing?" I asked, not sure what else to say or ask. I walked back to my room, I wanted to talk to him alone, without all the stares I was getting.

"Uhhh, well Bobby is looking for Lilith, and Sam, well I think I know what Sam is doing, but he can wait a minute or two. I've been meaning to call you, to tell you-,"

"I know. Dean, I know you love me, and that you always will. And I only know how much I wanna be with you right now, especially since I'll never see you again. This separation was supposed to make it easier on both of us, but it's only made it harder on me. I hate being this far away from you. I wish I was there, I really do..." I said, my breath shaky. "I'm sorry I left, Dean. I'm sorry if I made this harder on you," I said, trying to control my sobs.

"Hey, hey, don't be. I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have let you leave. You're right, though, this should've been easier, but it's not. Obviously for any of us. We're all on edge because of this damn deal. I've gotta go, now. I love you, Kac, I always will. Take care of yourself, and behave. And remember what I said; don't you dare follow me, or try to save me. I want you to be happy, even if it is without me. I love you," he said, his voice cracking with sadness.

"I...love you too, Dean. Always and forever," I said through sobs. He hung up and I fell onto my knees in an unconscious effort to pull myself together. It didn't matter, though. I didn't want to live without him. My friends must have found me, cause the next thing I knew, I was hearing, "shhhh, it's going to be alright, you're going to be okay," a voice I recognized as Sarah's said. My other friend, Jazz, ran her fingers through my hair, and was also making that sound.

8 hours later

My phone rang. It was Sam calling. I picked it up, my hands shaking, wanting so badly to hear Dean's voice saying he's good to go, that I can come back since he's alive.

"Hello? Dean?" I said into the phone, holding my breath, waiting.

"Kacie? I'm so sorry," Sam's voice broke on the other end, and then Bobby took over.

"Kacie, it's Bobby. Look, Dean's gone, sweetie. I'm..." I dropped the phone, and fell onto my knees. The darkness swallowed me and I sank into oblivion.