Chapter 1

"Dean relax, I'll be okay. I can stay on campus during break, and pick something up at a

diner. Or I can go to a friends house. There's other Christmas's, besides ours are never that

great." I said, consoling Dean on the other end of the phone. "But I wanted this year to be

different." Dean replied, breathing heavily into the phone. "You can make it up to me some other

way." I replied, sitting down at my desk. "Okay, sure..." Came his reply. "Can I talk to Sammy?"

I asked, rolling my eyes at Miranda my roommate, who just walked through the door. "Yeah, love

you squirt." Dean said, handing the phone over to Sam."Hey Sammy, how's the hunting life

treating you?"I asked, pulling my hair into a pony. "Good, I need to tell you something

concerning Dean." He said, his voice getting a hint of seriousness to it. "Yeah, let me go outside

really fast." I said, the bed squeaking as it was relieved of my weight. "Okay, what's up?" I asked,

leaning against the hard wall, my feet crossed over each other. "Well, I don't know how to put

this... He said, clearing his throat, one of his habits that he does when he's uncomfortable. "Just

spit it out Sam, I've got other things to do and people to see." I snapped. "Dean's dying." Sam

whispered into the phone. "Wait...what?" I asked, my legs giving out from under me. Causing me

to slide down the wall, that I was leaning up again mere seconds ago. "I'm sorry I didn't mean for

it to come out that harshly." Sam said, his pity was evident in his voice. "No it's fine, how long

does he have?" I asked, rubbing my hand over my face. Trying to keep the tears in my eyes and

from spilling down my face. "Till the end of the year." Sam replied. "That's two more months."

I whispered to myself. "I know babe I know." Came Sam's reply. "Tell Dean to clear out the

backseat, I coming hunting with you guys again." I said, whispering the last part. "You sure, you

seemed pretty happy when we dropped you off at boarding school." Sam said. "Yeah, I'll be

waiting at the front gate a eight tomorrow morning." I said, hanging up the phone. I Emma Lee Winchester was joining the hunting burgade once again.