Dean drifted in and out of conscious sleep, he dreamed. The dream was always the same.
She would come, this beautiful angel. His angel. She first appeared in his dreams 6 months
before. She would always appear the same. He'd never seen her face till now. She was so
shy, it made him ache. How could she be just a dream?
She came out of the darkness in her white gown with a peaceful smile on her face. "I knew
you'd come back for me." She whispered against his skin, wrapping her arms around him.
His gathered her closer. Her warmth was comforting, her smell was intoxicating, and her
voice brought him so much joy. "I will always come back for you, no matter what may
happen. Know that I will never leave you. Even if this is all we could ever have." His
words echoed through the silence.
She pulled back, still wrapped in his arms. "Is it enough for you?"
"Yes, it's more than enough." Bringing her closer so they were barely a breath apart. "I'd
rather have you here." His hand tipped her chin up, and he slowly closed the gap between
them. "Then not have you at all." His lips lightly brushed hers, causing Goosebumps to
form. He was very gentle at first. Her sigh urging him to deepen the kiss. His hands began
to roam down her back, stopping at her hips—bringing her in tighter against him.
She broke free breathless and dazed. When he finally opened his eyes she confessed, "I
think I love you."
He couldn't help but smile. He'd never felt anything like this before, she was his first, and
only. "I know I love you." He said with out a moment's hesitation. "You know, I never
thought I'd find someone that would complete me. As it turns out I only see you in my
dreams. Are you real?"
"Of course I am silly. You just have to find me. Please find me." She pleaded burying her
face in his jacket.
"I promise." He whispered resting his cheek against her head. "I will find you my love."
Everything became hazy. Dean could feel himself slipping away.
Haley gripped him harder to her. "You can't go yet. We haven't had much time."
Haley lurched off the lounge chair, gasping for air. "Damn it!" She knew this moment
would come. She didn't want it to end so soon. Every time they would get close to
revealing their identities, they would be yanked out of the dream.
The door opened, and a tall man that I knew as my newest handler poked his head in,
"Your on in 5 Haley."
"Thanks you Lucas. I'll be out in a minute." She said straightening her close that had
become rumpled from sleep.
The spot light shown down across the stage of the crowded bar. All the faces were
blocked out. I stood up to the microphone and everything faded away. "My name is
Haley James, and I wrote this song for the guy in my dreams. It's called 6 months"
15 minutes earlier
Dean woke to the sound of running water. Sam stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed
with his game face on. "You look like shit and I'm guessing it because you had another
dream."
Dean said nothing. Sam could never understand this feeling. "O.k. I'll take that as a yes."
Taking a seat on the bed across from Dean. "You know man if you wanna talk." Cutting
him off with a grunt that was so abrupt it couldn't have been stopped. "Or not. Your
choice."
He picked up the shirt and threw it at Dean landing in on top of his head. "Get dressed
we're goin out."
"I don't want to."
"To bad! Get dress, and I'll see you in 5."
"Whatever!" He yelled throwing the covers over his head. "What the hell!" Was all he
could say as his body was tossed on the ground. "What was that for?"
"Now that your up. I'll be waiting in the car."
Within 2 minutes Dean was out the door and behind the wheel. "Where are we goin?"
"Haley James is playing at the bar up the road."
"The chick music you've been making me listen to all the way up here?"
"That's right. Get over it Dean."
In the crowded bar, one set ended and another began. Dean sat with his back to the stage.
"I'll have beer. Better yet make it a shot of whiskey."
"My name is Haley James, and I wrote this song for the guy in my dreams. It's called 6
months."
The voice struck a cord in Dean. All thoughts of getting plastered lost, taken over by the
angels voice. It was her. Right in front of him.
You're the direction I follow to get home
When I feel like I can't go on, you tell me to go
Her voice rolled over the crowd sending him into over drive.
"Dean,… man you o.k.?"
"It's her Sam."
"Her who? Who are you talking about?"
"The girl in my dreams."
And it's like I can't feel a thing without you around
And don't mind me if I get weak in the knees
'Cause you have that effect on me, you do
"The one you been so messed up about? Dude there's no way."
"I'm telling you it's her. The same voice, same features, right down to the hair. I've got
to see her."
Everything you say
Every time we kiss, I can't think straight
But I'm okay
And I can't think of anybody else
Who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you
"Dean wait… you can't." Sam voice echoed through the room. Dean was already
rounding the tables. Never taking his eyes off her, he willed her to notice him.
Haley's eyes searched the crowd. Faces faintly passing by. One stood out through all the
rest. Her voice faltered and all that was left was background music.
He was staring up at her. The guy she waited all her life to find was stand right in front of
her.
Dean held out his arms, and she didn't hesitate to leap into them.
"I knew you'd find me." Her hands cupped both his cheeks.
"I never thought I would, but here we are." He pulled her tightly against him, his body
was rock hard. He felt so different, but so much the same. His lips descended upon hers,
drowning out the noises of the bar so the only thing audible was pure satisfaction.
She pulled away, "What's your name?"
"It's Dean. Dean Winchester, and I'm pretty sure your Haley James." She held up her
hands in surrender. "You caught me."
'Yes I did and I'm never letting go."
"I wouldn't let you if you tried." Before they could kiss again Sam stepped up, "Dean…
Do you have something to say to me?"
"Yeah, thanks." Then he scoop Haley off her feet and carried her out the bar.
Sam was left to fend for himself.
The End
