This is a totally fictional story based on Dean Winchester and the new character Bela.

It takes place about a month after season 2, when Dean trades his life for Sam's and

he only has a year to live. Sam will be in this but this story focuses on Dean.

This is a "R" rated story for language and sexuality.

THANKS FOR READING AND LEAVE LOTS OF REVIEWS!!

The small of alcohol completely consumed the space around him. He bit his lip and closed his eyes

for a moment before bring the bottle of Budweiser to his lip again, he took a long drink and placed the

bottle back down onto the bar making a load clinking sound. He stared at the bottle thinking about the

events from a month ago and wondering where Sam was.

Flashback

"Damn it Sammy, where the hell are you going to go "? He screamed.

Sammy looked at up him with tears in his eyes. " I don't know. But I can't look at your face everyday

knowing that you are going to be gone in a year and I did this to you..."

Dean cut him off. " I ... DID...THIS...TO ...ME, SAMMY! ME!! ONLY ME!! And I would do it again

in a heartbeat. I don't have anyone else, no friends, not mom, not dad I have nothing left to live for if

you aren't here. But you have everything. You have a bright future, you have friends back at college"

Sam leaned on the front the Impala and rested. They didn't talk for a minute and finally Sam broke

the moment.

" This was my fate, Dean. I am suppose to die, not you. "

Dean replied. " You think I would never let that happen to you, Sammy? "

Sam smiled and kinda chucked a little to himself before looking back over at his brother.

He joked.

" I feel like we are breaking up "

Laughing at his brother Dean replied " Nah. You weren't good looking enough".

Dean grabbed the keys out of his pocket and looked at his brother. "Come on, lets get a place and crash".

Sam not moving from his spot looked at Dean who was already in the car.

"I'm serious. I can't go with you. Its too hard. It shouldn't be you, It should be me and its too hard to bear it."

End of Flashback

"...Hey man..."

Dean looked up as the bartender was staring at him, like he was waiting for Dean to answer him.

He realized that his bottle was empty and the bar tender was most likely offereing him another

drink.

Dean shook his head. Threw a ten dollar bill on the table and got up off the bar stool. He nodded and

said "Thanks".

As he was walking out of the bar he noticed a very attrative girl sitting a table all alone. The old Dean

wouldn't have wasited anytime and would have walked right over to her and tried desperatly whatever

he could to get her into bed. Even though he wanted do, he just hadn't the energy to try. He kept

walking, grabbed his keys from his pocket and shoved them in the Impala's door and unlocked it and opened

it. Before he could get in her heard an unfamiliar voice behind him.

"Dean? Dean Winchester?? "

He turned around and was facing the same attrative girl that he had just saw moment before sitting

along in the bar.

"Yeah. Do I know you?? " He asked her confused.

She replied. " No. But I know your brother. "