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Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke and Harry Potter belongs to J K Rowling.
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She hates this, having to leave loved ones behind.
(She's done it too many times, but she'd never gotten used to it.)
She knows that there's no way they'd last, because he's a womanizer and she's a hopeless romantic, but she can't help but wish and pray that this day would never come.
(Rather pointless, really, because she's a realist.)
Her throat constricts, and tears moisten her eyes, but she doesn't let them drop. She's a strong woman, goddamit. She wasn't about to cry in front of him.
(Crying would be pointless, too, because she already knew this was going to happen.)
He looks down, unable to meet her eyes as she utters those words that break her heart. A single tear escapes from the dam building up in her eyes as she closes them, closing herself from him.
(Running, hiding, because she knows that's what she's doing.)
She raises her hand just as he looks up again, and he's asking her to think about this, and doesn't she know that she'd break him if she left, and to please think what she's about to do to him.
(But she does, and it's because of him she's doing this.)
The first tear drops from his right eye as she softly cries the word that was about to end them, end everything that they ever were, end everything that they could have been.
(Her heart is screaming at her to stop before it's too late, but it already is too late.)
He slumps into the couch as she turns the weapon on herself, tears now broken free and sliding down her cheeks, and she says goodbye to him, to Dean Winchester, and to all of their memories together.
(Obliviate.)
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