So this being my first fanfiction posted on here, on this account , will hopefully last for a long time. I haven't been writing very often because my inspiration has been somewhat lacking. I hope you all like it though and please review , it would be greatly appreciated. Once and a while I may choose a lucky someone to pop into my story either as a short term character or a long term character.

I do not own Dean or Sam or any character from the show Supernatural, I am purely a writer, that is all I am doing.

Enjoy, rated M for future lemons and limes- Just to be safe.

prologue

The only light that illuminated the room was that of the moon, but it didn't matter to Dean, everything was so dark. He felt more hollow than he had ever felt before. All of the guilt and all of the things he has ever gone through was nothing compared to the loss of the woman he so loved. You never thought something like this would happen. Dean Winchester tied down to one woman, proposterous , but it did happen- it happened like a whirlwind of passion and surprise. The story begins a few months early, on an average hunt with a not so average beginning.

5 months before the accident

"Hey Dean, what did Bobby tell you before we left, you guys were pretty.. well tight" Sam said looking from his latop for only moments from his research to look his brother in the face.

Dean looked at his brother out of the corner of his eye and rubbed his face with his free hand before placing it back on the steering wheel and smirking.

" Just a couple things about the hunt, he said he had a few friends inside that could help us navigate the city better.." Dean breathed out.

" Really? Dean honestly, I think your mad lying skills are failing a bit because I heard what you and Bobby were talking about it. Who's Kate?" Sam said with a cocky smile and grinned.

Dean wrinkled his nose. 'Damn caught in the act, next time I strap a bell around his fucking neck, I never knew a dude so big could be so damn quiet...' . Dean hesistated and Sam noticed and laughed.

" Seriously dude who is this chick? I know you have a thing for going long distances for girls you've met before, But I haven't even heard of this one before." Dean rolled his eyes and looked to his brother.

" She's just an old friend of Bobby's, don't worry Sammy , I made sure she had a friend for you , see I'm considerate " Dean smirked out in a fake hurt voice.

Sam rolled his eyes and focused back on his research. It seemed like what they might be hunting might be a white lady. In folklore white lady's were woman who were betrayed by their husbands or boyfriends, cheated on. So in sorrow, they killed themselves , sometimes if the woman had children they would murder their children. The usual, drowning them in the bathtub or close lake. More closely they usually went along with post partum depression.

Dean let out a loud sigh as he finally pulled up to another run down motel.

" Home sweet home Sammy.." He drawled out sarcastically and parked his car , turning it off and pushing the door open.

Dean shielded his eyes from the blazing sun and looked around. Narrowing his eyes he looked to Sam " Your turn to check in " Dean said with a smirk.

"Dean, I've checked in the last three times.." Sam argued.

" Hey you've got years of checking in to do.." Dean said using his sturn voice.

" Dean-" " Samantha please, we don't need to make a scene of your girly moments, if it's that time of month i'll check in " Dean chuckled out.

Sam gritted his teeth and pulled on a fake smile " I'll do it.. go.. go get food or something " Sam said and closed his door of the impala and went to go check in. Hoping to dear life there wasn't some creepy old man behind the counter like the last two motels. Actually he could handle that , it was the older woman that hit on him that creeped him out. Sam looked up at the familiar ring of the doorbell and looked towards the counter. He walked up and inhaled , pushing a small but friendly smile onto his face.

" One room, two queens please" Sam said and reached for his wallet pulling it out and holding out his latest identities credit card. He tapped his foot and waited patiently for his room keys.

"Sure thing sugar " The woman behind the counter said and stepped away just a moment to go get the keys for the room . She returned and swiped the credit card handing the keys to Sam and smiling.

Sam pulled a small smile and thanked the woman walking out of the office and looking at Dean still leaning nonchalantly on the car and talking to a woman. Typical Dean, they aren't even in town for more than a few minutes and he's already hitting on the first piece of ass he can find.

Something was different though, about Dean's reason for coming to this town in the first place. He usually didn't make trips to places for girls unless the girl was really something amazing that he spent an unforgettable weekend with. It was more than odd for the fact that Dean had never actually met the girl he was coming to this town for. Sam shook his head and laughed " Finished yet?" he asked and went to go unlock the door.

Dean looked to the girl and smiled " I'll see you some other time sweetheart " Dean said and tucked her number into his pocket and watched her walk away. " Damnit Sammy couldn't let me at least have a little bit of fun while I'm here."

Before Dean had even walked through the door the sound of his ringtone filled the air . He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his phone pressing talk and pushing the phone against his ear. " Hello?" He said with quiet grunt as he dropped his duffle bag onto the coach and straigtened up as he heard Bobby's voice.

" Ya we just got here, I know Bobby, We'll find her okay, everything's gonna be alright .. She's gonna be okay " Dean sighed out and finally hung up when the conversation took a somewhat to girly affectionate turn for him.

" Hit the sack Sammy, we have a long couple of days ahead of us " Dean breathed out in a deep sigh and fell onto the bed and into the oblivion of sleep, After a few beers that is.

Ahh, well How else do you suppose Dean was suppose to fall asleep. Beer is to Dean as a Lullaby is to a Baby.