Summary: AU. When Jimmy drives his car into a girl on his way home from work, he has no idea that their horrific meeting will be the beginning of a beautiful relationship. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Layla Winchester.

A/N: I thought this idea was incredibly romantic. I really hope you enjoy it, and I'm going to do my research on fractures and breaks etc, so I can be accurate in the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it!

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How Fate Brings Us Together

Chapter One

It had been a long day for Jimmy Novak, as every day seemed to be and as he wiped his eyes, he concentrated on the road again.

The day seemed pretty normal. It was five-fifteen in the evening, and the weather was nice and warm. Now the golden leaves that were speckling the trees showed the signs of autumn, Jimmy knew the weather would begin to get colder, which meant the heater in his car would be going into full swing in the winter. Sioux Falls, South Dakota was beautiful at Christmas time, but he wasn't thinking about that. He was thinking about going home to his twin brother Castiel and older brother Gabriel when he turned the corner to head towards his house.

Meanwhile, Layla Winchester was leaving a store in town, just checking her bag before stepping out off the curb to look behind a white van that was parked in the road. Her green eyes scanned the area around her while her blonde locks blew in her face. She'd just bought some candles for her mom since they were having a family meal that weekend, and after a stressful day at school, she just wanted to get home. As she stepped out though, she heard screeching tires before a large weight collided with her hip, pain shooting through her before she blacked out and hit the floor with a bang.

Panic filled Jimmy's system straight away and he stopped his car, grabbing his cell phone and rushing out to see the girl laying on her side, watching her eyes blink open to reveal themselves to be tearful as she found she couldn't move herself.

"Oh, my God..." He breathed, dialling 911 as he knelt beside her and checked her over, "Can you hear me?"

The girl nodded and started to cry, leaving Jimmy feeling so guilty and heartbroken he tried not to cry himself. He couldn't believe he'd just knocked someone down, especially at the speed he was going at. He'd been going at the speed limit, but she'd just come out of nowhere. He gently stroked her head, thankful that the woman from the candle store came rushing out to the girl's side as well as being thankful that he'd reached a 911 operator.

"I need an ambulance, please!" He cried, "I just hit a girl with my car!"

Layla heard a familiar voice and began to cry with relief as Missouri Moseley knelt beside her, checking her over. Her hip and leg hurt really badly, she felt sick and cold, and her head ached while her throat was aching from the sobs she wanted to unleash. She hurt all over now she came to think about it, and she didn't know what had just happened to her. She felt so scared. She just wanted her mom and dad.

"Oh, Layla..." She breathed, "Everything will be fine, sweetheart, an ambulance is on it's way?"

She looked to the young man who nodded and hung up the phone before turning his attention to Layla. He felt awful. He'd just caused harm to a completely innocent person, and he'd just hadn't seen her step out. That fucking van! It parked on here every day and he knew that it was difficult for people to cross with it being there. Maybe she shouldn't have crossed there, but it was too late for him to stop when she'd stepped out.

"What's your name, sweetie?" He asked, realising the girl was too panicky to say anything, "Try and keep as calm as you can, okay?"

"Her name's Layla Winchester." Missouri said, Jimmy nodding softly and taking his suit jacket off and laying it over the young girl gently.

"Hey, Layla. My name's Jimmy..." He said softly, "Where are you hurt?"

"H-Hip..." Layla murmured, her voice full of fear and pain, "Leg...Face hurts..."

"Someone will be here soon." He said softly, wishing that the ambulance would just hurry up.

"I'll get a blanket for her legs..." Missouri said softly, rushing back to her store while Jimmy found the girl's bag, opening it and taking out her purse and finding a photo inside it of who she assumed was her family.

"Is this your family?" He asked, earning a soft nod as he brought her bag closer to her, "Who's this?"

He pointed to the man in the middle and Layla smiled weakly, starting to cry more.

"M-my dad..." She said weakly, "My mom's taking the picture..."

"I see." Jimmy said softly, stroking her face tenderly, "And who are the other two boys?"

"My b-brothers..." Layla hiccuped, "D-Dean's the blonde one, and S-Sammy's the g-giant."

Jimmy laughed softly and continued to stroke her head soothingly, realising that her eyes were fluttering quickly as her breathing slowed.

"Layla?" He said softly, "Layla, stay awake, honey."

Her body was shaking through her shock and he knew that it was only getting worse. He really, really didn't want to have caused her any permanent damage. He felt bad enough that he'd hit her and she looked so fragile as she lay there on the floor. He heard the sirens as the ambulance approached and he thanked God for them arriving because she really didn't look in any great shape. He kept a hold of her hand as the ambulance arrived, followed by police who would want to take a statement from him.

He passed a breathalyser test, and explained that she'd just stepped out in front of him from behind that van, and that he really wanted to ride in the ambulance with her to make sure she was okay.

"You can go and see her after we've taken a statement, sir." The officer told him, and all he could do was watch desperately as Missouri climbed into the ambulance with her and they headed off to the hospital.

"Look, I've told you everything!" Jimmy cried, "I was going up here at just under the limited speed, I always do, and she just stepped out! It's that goddamn van that's just stuck in the road! Parking should be banned on here, seriously. It's just a tiny road!"

He found himself feeling tears fall down his face as he sat on the sidewalk and massaged his temples, the horrible guilt going through at the realisation of what he'd just done. That was someone's daughter, someone's sister, someone's niece, someone's grandchild. Maybe even someone's girlfriend, and he knew he'd caused pain to so many people in a split second. He'd have to go and see her. He'd go and see her every day until she got better.

It was the least he could do.


At the Winchester home, Mary was getting ready to cook dinner when the phone rang, unaware of the horror that awaited her on the other end of the line. She expected it to be Layla calling to say she was on her way back from town, but she heard Missouri, the owner of the candle shop, sounding almost ready to cry on the other end of the line.

"Hello?"

"Mary! Oh, Mary, thank God!"

Mary felt panic shoot through her immediately as the hair on her arms stood up and she knew that something was wrong with her daughter. She could feel it in her bones that something had happened to Layla.

"Missouri, what's wrong?" She asked, hearing her friend of twenty years crying on the other end of the line.

"You need to come to St. Martin's right now!" Missouri sobbed, "Layla's been hit by a car!"

"Oh, my God..." Mary breathed, "Is she alright?"

Her daughter had been hit by a car. Oh, God...No...No! Mary felt fear, panic and guilt flood through her system. She'd only asked her to pick up some candles for the family dinner and she'd been hit by a car? She wanted to faint. Honest to God, she wanted to throw up too while she was there.

"She's in the ER now; they're just seeing to her now." Missouri replied, while Mary just felt incredibly sick.

"We're coming right now." She said, trying to hold back her tears, "You tell her we're on our way. Thanks, Missouri."

She hung up the phone and rushed to the garage where Dean and John were working on a new car for Sam. They had to go and they had to go now. Their baby was in hospital with God only knew what injury...

"JOHN!" She screamed, "Oh, my God, John!"

John immediately ran towards his wife and took in her shocked state, wondering what on earth had gotten her so upset.

"My God, Mary, what's happened?" John asked, trying to calm his wife down.

"Mom?" Sam asked as he approached from the house, "What's wrong?"

"L-Layla..." Mary gasped, "She's been hit by a car! She's at St. Martin's!"

"Oh, my God..." John breathed, "Car, now!"

Mary ran inside to lock up the house, grabbing her cell phone and rushing out to the car where her husband and sons were waiting for her as they all rushed to the hospital.

-TBC-


Okay, so I dove straight into things...Hope you enjoyed anyway :D

Thanks for reading so far!

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