Chapter 1

[So... here I am with yet another story. And a new penname, my last penname was BrucasLover92. I'm actually supposed to be updating my other two stories "Sisters" and "She's All That", but my computer crashed and I kind of lost all my documents and stuff. That's also why I deleted my two other stories "Bittersweet Revenge" and "I'm Sorry!". I kind of lost all inspiration for BR so I just deleted and started on a new story. It's a crossover between OTH and Supernatural and it's main couple is Brooke/Dean. I've really become obsessed with that couple and I just had to write a fanfiction about them. I got my inspiration for this story from a fake movie trailer thing I saw on youtube. You can see it here: It's called "My Brother's Fiancé". So, I got the basic idea from that video but my FF is not exactly the same. In my story, Brooke, Haley and Taylor are sisters. Peyton is Brooke's best friend, Dean and Lucas are not brothers but best friends (at least they were, but that will all be explained.) And Sam is Dean's brother and Nathan and Cooper are Lucas'. And Haley is with Nathan and Taylor with Cooper.

Hope you all like it! Please R&R!

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[Karen's Café.

[Brooke sat at the counter of Karen Roe's café. Rephrasing, she was sitting at the counter of her soon to be mother in law's café. She had just finished discussing some wedding plans with her soon to be husband, Lucas Scott. Brooke didn't like the word "soon". In the 23 years that she was alive, the word "soon" had come up to often in her life. She had moved out of her elderly house so "soon", 17 years old to be exact. She had gotten engaged so "soon", she was now getting married so "soon". Her and Lucas had only been together for a year and a half. He was her new love, the new love she had found so "soon". Yes, he was her new love but he certainly wasn't her first. Her first love was the man who's name was on the envelope she was holding in her hands at that very moment. The envelope she had been holding for quite some time now. But she just couldn't get herself to let it go. She had been staring at it for almost 30 minutes now, still not knowing what to do with it.

[Dean Winchester. He was her first love. Her High School Sweetheart, even though at the time they got together he wasn't even in high school himself. But she still considered him her High School Sweetheart seeing as she was only 17 years old when they got together and still in high school. She was 17 and he was 21. Too "old" for her as some would say. But they didn't care. Nothing and no one could stop those two from being together. And it was weird, cause Dean wasn't exactly known for his good relationships. He wasn't the relationship type. Yet they still made it work. At least, to a certain point. They had a good relationship for 4 years... until they broke each other's hearts.

[Flashback.

[Dean was sitting in his little appartment with his brother Sam. As usual, Dean had just finished bullying Sam, well, bullying was the wrong word, he had just finished teasing Sam. One would call him an annoying big brother, but he called it expressing his brotherly love. And of course, no one would understand that other then him and the brother he was expressing his love to, Sam. His little teasfest was then interrupted by a knock on the door. He turned around to look at the door and stood up.

Dean: I'll be right back. Try not to cry.

[Sam rolled his eyes and let out a sarcastic chuckle. That was Dean for ya, too cocky for words. As Dean opened the door, the smile that was on his face a couple of seconds ago faded when he saw his girlfriend standing in the doorway. Soaking wet from probably walking in the rain, and even though her face was wet from all the raindrops, her real tears were still visible.

Dean: Brooke.

Brooke: We need to talk.

[In his mind Dean had just let out an "uh-oh" seeing as the words "we need to talk" were deadly for most relationships. He let Brooke in and closed the front door, preventing the rain from entering his appartment. He then looked at Brooke, who was standing there freezing her ass off.

Brooke: Hey, Sam.

Sam: Hey, Brooke.

[Sam looked in between his brother and his girlfiend, sensing the tension in the room building up. There was an awkward silence as he could see both Dean and Brooke giving him "get out" looks. Getting the hint, he stood up from his chair and looked at Dean and Brooke.

Sam: I'll, um, I'll be over... I'll just go now.

[He smiled awkwardly and waved goodbye to Brooke, as he had a feeling he wouldn't see her for a long time after tonight. After Sam had left the living room, Dean and Brooke looked at each other and Brooke could see Dean's eyes start to fill with both worry and curiosity.

Dean: So... what do you want to talk about?

Brooke: Um... could I just... could you get me a towel first? Cause I'm freezing my ass off here.

Dean: Oh, right. Um... I'll be right back.

[After hearing the words "we need to talk", Dean had been so busy making scenario's in his head that those 4 little words could lead to that he completely forgot that Brooke had probably walked all the way over to his place in the pouring rain. He walked over to the linen closet and got out a dry towel which he handed to Brooke, who started drying herself off. He sat down on the couch in front of Brooke, who was sitting across from him in a chair. He looked at her, still filled with curiosity.

Dean: So what's going on, Brooke.

Brooke: I... I don't know, um -- I don't know how to...

Dean: Come on. Talk to me.

Brooke: Dean, I don't know how to say this.

[And that's when he knew. The moment she said that sentence, was the moment he knew that that was it for them. Well, that was it for them if he had let it go the way he thought it would. But that wasn't about to happen. The moment she said those words the fighter in Dean emerged and took over. Whatever she was about to say would not make him let her go. He would not let her go... not without a fight.

Dean: Say what?

[Brooke took a deap breathe as her eyes started to well up with fresh tears.

Brooke: I think we need a break.

[Dean buried his face is his hands while shaking his hands. He looked back up at Brooke, who was now crying, not believing what he was hearing.

Dean: How long have you been thinking this?

Brooke: A while now.

Dean: Wh -- when did... why? Why would we need a break?

Brooke: I just think that we do.

Dean: That's not a good enough answer for me, Brooke.

Brooke: Look, we've been together for 4 years now. And I was so young when we got together and I just think that --

Dean: That what? That there's more out there? That you need to play the field a little more?

Brooke: I -- I don't know, maybe! Look, we both know that things haven't been going so well for us lately and I just feel like we both need a little break from each other. That doesn't mean it's over forever. I mean, we still have our whole lives in front of us and this will just give us a chance to --

Dean: What? Sleep around some more?

Brooke: Dean, that is not what this is about!

Dean: Then what is this about, Brooke?! You just come in here dropping this thing on me like a bomb when you haven't even shown me any signs of unhappiness lately! This doesn't make any sense. I know you, Brooke. And I know when you're lying. You're lying to me. There is something going on that you're not telling me.

Brooke: There's nothing going on with me. I just think that --

Dean: We need a break?! That's bullshit, Brooke! Now come on, just tell me.

[At that moment Dean took Brooke's hand and leaned his forehead against hers as she started to cry.

Dean: Tell me what's wrong and we can work on it. Together. We can make it right.

Brooke: No, Dean, we can't. Please, don't make this harder than it already is.

Dean: No, I will make it harder than it is! Why are you doing this, Brooke?!

Brooke: Just... I'm sorry. I gotta go. I'm sorry.

[Dean then watches Brooke quickly leave his appartment and probably his life.

Dean: Brooke! Brooke!

[End Flashback.

[Just thinking back to that particular day in her life made Brooke's heart ache. It hurt her so much that day to do what she did. And there hasn't been a moment in her life since that day that she didn't regret it. I guess you could say that she had never fully recovered nor had she ever really moved on. Yet there she was, getting married to Lucas Scott. Sure she loved Lucas, but it wasn't the same. It wasn't the same love she had for Dean, and it never would be. She had everything with Dean. Desire, passion, trust, love. And one day she just decided to throw it all away. But not without reason. Of course she had a reason. But no one knew of that reason. No one but a certain blonde who's presence was still known in her life, unfortunately.

[It was never really a surprise to most people in town that she had moved on to Lucas so quickly. Nor was it a surprise that they got engaged so quickly. Of course Brooke Davis got together with Lucas Scott. She was a Davis girl, after all. After both her sisters, Taylor and Haley, got together with Scott men, it wasn't much of a surprise to most people that she too had gotten together with a Scott. It was like they were all the perfect family in the eyes of the people of Tree Hill. And sometimes she was genuinely happy. But never the same kind of happy that she had with Dean. But she had ruined that. She had ruined her relationship with Dean and there honestly wasn't anyone else to blame. But, as said earlier, she wasn't the only one who had broken a heart in their relationship.

[Flashback.

[Brooke got out of her car and quickly walked towards the appartment building where her former boyfriend was living. When she had reached the front door she started to bang on it like a crazy woman. It wouldn't even surprise her if someone had called the cops by now.

Brooke: Dean! Dean, open up!

[Just as she was about to bang on the door once again, Dean opened the door. She glared at him, glueing her eyes to his and not moving them for a second.

Brooke: You're leaving?!

Dean: Guess you got the message.

[Dean turned around and walked back into his living room where Brooke followed him.

Brooke: I had to hear about it from the hotdog vender!

[Yes, it was true. Brooke had stopped for a hotdog before going home and heard about Dean Winchester leaving town to travel the world with his little brother.

Dean: Well, at least you know.

Brooke: Yeah, well, it would've been nice to hear it from you!

Dean: Why do you even care anyways?! You're the one who broke up with me, remember?!

Brooke: Just because I broke up with you doesn't mean I stopped caring.

Dean: Could've fooled me.

Brooke: I do care about you, Dean.

Dean: Yeah, well, now you don't have to anymore. Cause I'm leaving. So you're free to do whatever you want with... whoever you want. Oh, no wait, you already were.

Brooke: Dean --

Dean: You know what? Save the tears for someone else, okay?

[Whith those words, Dean grabbed his duffelbag and walked past Brooke, who was now in tears. He walked past her, not looking at her for a single moment. It was just too hard.

Brooke: So I guess this is goodbye.

[Dean turned around when he heard those words and looked at her. They hurt more than he though they would. At least when she broke up with him, she was still around. He would see her at the local café, or at the gas station, or he would even drive by her house on his way home and sometimes see her walking on the sidewalk and they would steal glances at each other. But this was different. She would still be here but he would be God knows where doing God knows what and they would never see each other. They shared one last look before Dean turned around and walked out of her life.

[End Flashback.

[On that day she didn't know if she would ever see Dean Winchester again. But when she started getting e-mails from his brother, Sam, who wanted to know how she was doing, she started to have a little contact with him again. Even if it was through his little brother. Sam was also the reason why she knew where to send that invitation, if she would send it at all. Never did she think that sending a simple invitation would be that hard. But then again, she wasn't sending the invitation to just somebody. She was sending it to the guy she once called her boyfriend. The guy who could make her laugh harder than anybody else could and could make her face light up by just the mention of his name. The guy she used to say "I love you" to and the guy who she could call both her boy and her friend. He was everything to her, and he had disappeared from her life. But that could all be changed... with one simple piece of paper.