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Fast Author note- I had to make a new account I am under Critical-Skyz. I will just update everything as I go, sorry for the inconvience. You can imagine my response when I went to log on and found out. I no longer had an account.

Again sorry. - To who ever I pissed off.

Disclaimer- I only own Becca and Ella

That is all!

It had been a month since Dena left. Becca sighed as she looked out the window 'a freakin month' she picked up the note she had written a month ago Of course he had called when he got to where he was going. He did sound more relaxed and calm; he told her he would talk to her soon. That was a month ago.

Ella agreed to let Becca move in as long as she promised to keep her hands to herself, and if she had any weird cravings for Sam, she had to tell Ella first. Becca happily agreed. Ella watched her sister stare out the window and turned to Sam "Go talk to her" "Me, why she is your sister?" Sam asked in surprise. Ella smiled slyly "Because… you aren't her sister. And she won't freak out on your ass" She snuck her fingers under his shirt and ran her nails lightly down his back, before pushing him towards her. Sam stumbled forward; as he recovered, he turned to not see Ella standing behind him anymore. He took a deep breath and turned to face the trembling pouty lips and sad brown eyes of her sister. Becca gazed at Sam "Its okay, Sam, you don't have to have an awkward chat with me. I know why dean left and I'll be fine". In addition, Sam almost believed her "Becca I know how you feel, its okay to admit that you are hurt by my brother leaving ". Becca pushed past Sam and went down the hall to her bedroom.

Sam felt awful, he knew his brother had a few things to work through, but to not even call Becca. Even Sam thought that was a little shitty. Sam felt a figure enter the room, it was his father "Sam, I talked to Dean. I don't think he is coming back, you need to talk to Becca". Sam always had to talk and cover up for his brother, but not anymore he was sick and tired of cleaning up his messes." No, I am not going to tell her anything. If Dean doesn't want to face anyone that is his problem not mine". John chuckled at his youngest son's outburst "Good for you Sam" he left to go do his eldest son's dirty work. Some one had to tell Becca, Dean was not coming back. John had to agree with Sammy, this was shitty of Dean, not to call Becca himself.

John stopped in the doorway of the bedroom. Becca was on her bed, looking at a photo. She looked up "Hey, John come on in" She started to sit up when he waved at her "Stay where you are". He came in and sat down on her bed "Becca" he said in a gentle voice" Honey listen, I'm sure Dean is just busy busting ghost" " Sure he is and his cell phone battery died too John. Leaving hi m helpless in letting anyone know when he is coming back" Becca spat out. John ran his fingers through his hair and sighed "That is were you are wrong, he did call me" Becca's eyes brightened up "Really" then they dimmed a little after she saw John's face " And?" she asked quietly " Becca, Dena isn't coming back". Becca slid off her bed in horror "No he wouldn't do that" John stood up to comfort her, but she pulled away this couldn't be happening not again.

Suddenly she could not breathe as memories swarmed her mind hot sweaty bodies intertwined with each other. Her head snapped up and she stared at John "Fine, I guess I can move on then…" She opened her bathroom door went in and closed it and John heard the click of the lock. As John turned leave the room as he saw Sam standing there "Sam" but Sam walked way from his father. He knew what he needed to do and the sooner the better.

Becca turned on the shower, sat down on the toilet seat and stared at the floor for a second. Somewhere deep inside, she knew he was not coming back. It just bothered her so much more hearing it from some one else's mouth. Becca stripped out of her clothes, adjusted the water temperature and eased into the shower. Becca tried to enjoy her shower, but it did not work. Slowly the dam broke and the tears trickled down her face.

Becca knew no one could hear her so she sank down into the tub until she was sitting on the bottom of the tub. She began to sob; she did not try to stop the sobs either, bringing her knees up to her chest. She tried to understand why Dean did this.

I hope the ones that read the other two stories can still follow this , if not I'll set the other two up again…..It does get better I promise.