Hazel eyes swam with tears as she kissed him. "This can't be the end! We'll see each other again, won't we?" He looked down a t her, sadness reflected in his green eyes. "Honestly? I doubt it." His voice cracked as he visibly saw her heart break.

"I'm sorry, Ky. I really am. I never wanted to do this. To hurt you. This is just something I have to do. I can't just not go." She nodded, tears falling down her cheeks. "I understand. Family is important. Your father needs you. Your brother needs you."

He took a necklace from his jacket pocket and put it around her neck. It was gold and had a beautiful dark blue heart pendant hanging from it. The heart looked as if it were surrounded by angels wings. She smiled through her tears as she looked down at it. "Thank you. It's beautiful." It was his favorite color.

The smile faded as the car across the street honked, signaling for them to hurry. He scowled and turned back to his dad. "In a minute!" He yelled, turning back to her. Tears fell in rivers down her cheeks and a sob strangled from her throat. His own eyes misted over as they kissed passionately.

He pulled away and she whimpered, her hands fisting into his shirt. "I have to go." He whispered. She bit her lip. "I love you. I'll never forget you." He smiled sadly down at her and nodded, she knew he'd never say it back.

He kissed her lips once more and began to back away. "We'll keep in contact. I'll text you all the time." He promised, causing a small smile to break through.

She wanted as he got into the car and closed her eyes, her hand closing over the pendant as she heard the rumble of the engine fade into nothing. "I love you, Dean Winchester. And I always will."

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Seven years later, the Impala jerked to a stop and Dean jumped awake. Same loved over at him and grinned. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Dean rolled his eyes and leaned back in the seat. It didn't last long once he recognized the scenery around him. "Sam." He growled, a warning in his throat. "What the HELL are we doing here?!"

Sam just blinked innocently. "What are you talking about? It's breakfast time and I'm hungry. You're always hungry so I thought you'd want to stop." Dean frowned, shaking his head. "No. Not here. We need to leave."

But as his eyes traced the windows of the diner, it was too late. They'd been seen. Or at least the car had. "Damn it." He growled as Sam just shrugged and pulled him out of the car and into the diner. A crash followed not long after.

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Kyreigh Prichards had had a hard seven years. They'd kept in contact for a couple of weeks after he left. Phone calls and texts she was always eager to receive. But then, nothing. It was as if Dead had never existed. The only things she had to prove he did was the necklace and the number that had been disconnected. She never saw or heard from him again.

She'd gone through the motions to prove to the nosy people in the town that she'd moved on. But it wasn't true. She still wore the necklace every day. And when people asked, she just told them it was because it was pretty. And though she'd been on dates, it never moved further than that. She never had a relationship. This was how she spent her time. Working at the diner and going home to sleep. Eat, sleep, work.

Many people asked her why she hadn't settled down already. That was always easy to answer. She didn't trust men. How could she when the one person she ever trusted, broke her heart?

At first, her head used to turn every time she heard a thundering engine. But after 2 years, she stopped looking. There was no point. It was never him. So this morning, when she heard it again, she didn't look. She did however glance up when she was filling a coffee mug of one of the regulars. As her eyes landed on the car, her eyes widened and her heart stopped. She shook her head, turning away and moving behind the counter.

It wasn't him. A lot of people had that kind of car. Her mind was running a bit because it was the anniversary of the day he left, that's all.

She grabbed another half pot of coffee and turned to fill up mugs of the people at the bar. The door chimed and when her eyes hit one of the two men who'd walked in, time stopped. She'd never be able to forget those gorgeous green eyes that she'd loved getting lost in. The eyes that turned dark as he had whispered sweet nothings in her ear. The eyes that had misted over as they said goodbye.

The coffee pot slipped from her hand and crashed to the floor, soaking her jeans with hot coffee. Not that she felt it. She was numb. All she could do was look at his as she was sucked down an emotional worm hole. "Dean..." She breathed, shock in her eyes.