AN: I'm thinking of making this a short series of one shots. Just because I know how it can be, feeling this way. Anything italics is the actual song. All ownership of characters belongs to Eric and the song to Reba! Please R&R and Thanks for reading!
Thousands of people live in this town, and I had to run into him. I happened to glance up from the fruit that I had been purchasing and saw him.
He still wore his leather jacket that he had had since he was fifteen. His hair was still spiked. His lips still so... full and kissable. He hadn't noticed me, and I hoped he wouldn't. If I could make it passed him, just by crossing the street, I could avoid confrontation. But, just as I was about to tear my eyes from his, he glanced up at me.
When I saw him there, on that busy street, those feelings came back again. I could feel my eyes widen as he smiled slightly to himself. 'No, please,' I thought, as he advanced toward me.
There was no where to run, no where to hide. I had wanted to not do this. I couldn't do this. We had separated so... emotionally. But, when he stepped before me, I felt my breath halt in my throat.
He walked up to me and looked in my eyes. The green held me, the eyes so deep. The beauty of what we had shared, the moments of passion, the ever existing light in them. They were perfection in its most luminous form and they once again held me. I felt something in me both explode and die.
And still, my world stood still. I couldn't move and all I could feel was this aching in my heart saying I loved him... still.
He said, "How have you been? It's great to see you again! You're... really a sight for sore eyes." He glanced me up and down as he finished, I could feel my heart pound.
'Keep calm,' I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and smiled back.
I said, "I can't complain," glancing around, "I'm doing fine."
"How is your... brethren?" He asked, glancing up to the sky.
A bitter smile crossed my features. "They are at war. But, I still find time for... simple things." I motioned to my grocery bag.
We talked, as the people rushed by.
Suddenly, his wonderful eyes became humorous. "Hey, do you remember that time we went to the brothel?"
I turned a playful glare to him, "That den of iniquity was outrageous, Dean."
He laughed, raising a hand to his hair, "No, what was outrageous was what you said to the woman!" He began to laugh harder and without meaning to, I, too, began to chuckle.
We laughed about old times, and all we went through. Reminiscing on things, old hunts, old jokes, even Sam I couldn't help but notice that he seemed happier than when I had last seen him. I hoped it was because he had moved on from the guilty feeling of living, where his brother had died. But, then he did something I didn't think he'd ever do willingly.
That's when he'd hugged me and said, "I've missed you." My breath caught again, feeling the warmth spread out my torso.
And still. My world stood still. I couldn't move and all I could feel was this aching in my heart saying I loved him... still.
That's when she walked up to him. A beautiful woman with brown hair, flowing waves, brown eyes and a compassionate face. Her hand came up to his elbow, causing him to glance down.
He said, "This is my wife." She raised her hand to me, smiling uncertainly. "Lisa, this is Cas, Cas, Lisa."
Then, recognition hit her face, "Oh, yes, the angel." She grasped my hand, shaking it happily.
I gave my best smile, but I was dying inside. "H-how do you do?"
She kept her smile, but looked to Dean, "Darling, the reservations?"
He nodded to her. Then turned to me, holding his hand, grasping mine warmly.
He said, "We've got to go now, it's getting late." He pulled me into a half hug, "It was so great to see you." He whispered.
And then, they walked away.
And still. My world stood still. I couldn't move and all I could feel was this aching in my heart saying I loved him... Still.