Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in our beloved supernatural. But I do own Jess Aston…

Oh by the way, this is almost a totally different Dean. He's more sensitive.

Chapter one

She pushed him backwards using all of her strength, she kept going no matter how hard it was to hurt him, she wanted to hurt something so bad but through all the tears she just stopped pushing and hitting and fell against his chest sobbing softly.

He put his arms around her, trying to console her.

"Jess, Jess its ok, what's wrong? What happened?" He asked, still holding her against his chest which was now soaked with salty tears.

"I can't, I just can't…I won't!" She whispered. Her body suddenly went rigid and she pulled away from him. She stood, inches away from him but kept her eyes on the ground.

"Jess, what's wrong? Why are you like this?" His voice, his whole attitude was concerned.

She turned slowly, walking away quickly. He ran after her, grabbing her shoulder and spinning her around to face him.

"Jess, you can tell me. Now what's wrong?" He asked her softly.

She seemed angry now, though she had no reason to be. She pushed up the sleeves of her ebony jacket, revealing the crimson lines of hate that she had left upon her left wrist.

She thrust her arm in his face. "You see?! You see!" She began crying again but this time she ran. Away from the man she loved, away from the world she hated.

He ran after her. "No! Jess! Stop, what are you doing?!" He stopped as he saw her on the side of the bridge.

"Come closer and I'll do it!" She screamed.

He ran to her and pulled her back off the side of the bridge, he pinned her down on the sidewalk before she could fight him.

"Please, let me do it, please…" she whispered into her ear as he held her down. Dean pulled his head back to watch her face.

"No Jess, I can't do that." He whispered back.

"Please?!" she screamed and struggled out of his grasp, standing up; she backed away from him slowly. Jess stumbled and fell backwards; though she never got up she lay on her side.

He leant down beside her, no longer needing to hold her small figure down.

"Don't leave me." She whispered before falling unconscious on the solid ground. Jensen bent down to pick her up.

He walked slowly down the dark pathway, holding her close to his chest.

"I'll never leave you." He whispered to the unconscious figure in his arms.