So here's the next chappy and all is not as it seems, trust me the character of Dean has not be written out of this fic just yet. I love him too much to do that to him hehe.

Everything was white. I looked around, seeing there a door in front of me. "Where am I?" I whispered into the emptiness. I walked out the door in front of me and was immediately presented with a dark night, a clear sky above me. Hundreds of stars glittering down at me and for a moment I was taken aback. "Beautiful isn't it?" That voice made me jump; I spun round to face Dean.

I swung my arms around him, pulling him close to me. "Oh Dean. I was so afraid. I was so scared I'd lost you." He didn't say anything so I glanced up into his face. He was smiling at me, that beautiful smile; his eyes seemed to glisten in the moonlight.

"I'm right here Kris, I'll never leave your side. I promise you." I closed my eyes, trying to stop my tears from falling. I held him close. "Kristy, just do me a favour would you?"

"Anything." I whispered, my face pressed to his chest.

"Wake up. Please. God just wake up."

"What?" I looked up at him and the next thing I knew the beeping was back. I slowly opened my eyes.

My mum let out a long sigh. "Hey sweetheart. How are you feeling?"

I didn't say anything. "It's not true is it?" I whispered.

My mum nodded solemnly. "I'm sorry sweetheart. It's true."

The tears immediately began to pour down my cheeks silently. "Where's Sam?" I asked after a minute or two. "Just leave him be hunny. He's just had to go and ring his Dad to tell him the news so I think he'd want to be alone right now?"

"No Mum! You don't know him like I do! He needs me by his side...just like I need him." I added.

I looked down at my hand where the drip was situated and began to peel away the tape. She tried to stop me like I knew she would but I just pulled away, slowly but surely sliding the needle from my hand and dropping it to the floor and then reaching beneath my hospital gown to pull off any remaining wires. "Kristy! Please! Just stay here! The doctors say you should be resting anyway, that was quite a knock to the head you got."

"Mum, I know you're doing this just to protect me but Sam needs me. He won't admit it to you but he does." I told her as I walked over to the chair where I found my clothes from earlier and began pulling them on.

"Hey Sam..." Sam glanced up at me from where he was sitting on a bench outside the hospital. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"Probably but I couldn't stand it a moment longer." Sam nodded followed by a long sigh. Then he put his head in his hands.

"God, Kris...what am I supposed to do without him? How do I cope without my big brother?" It was my turn this time to pull him into a hug. "We survive." I told him. "Together."

"If we all could just take a moment to pay our last respects to this man, taken before his time, as the family leave. The music you will hear as you exit is one of Dean's favourite tracks, picked out by his brother, 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica." I could hardly see the woman standing before us; my tears were blurring my vision too badly. I looked toward the coffin in which Dean lay; he was still, almost like he was sleeping. It was only looking down and realising his chest wasn't moving that this illusion was shattered, like the pieces of my heart.

I felt Sam put an arm around my waist to support me to my feet. We stood there for a moment and then trailed closer to the coffin, for a moment, I dragged my heels not sure I could bare being that close to him...but Sam pulled me closer knowing I needed closure, just as he did.

"I love you bro." was all Sam said to the pale figure in the coffin before choking up. He looked to me; I stared at Dean's lifeless face. "Thank you." I whispered softly before leaning in and pecking his lips softly, my first and only kiss from him and it was cold.

*2 Weeks Later*

I walked into school. It was my first day back since Dean. I knew there would of be lots of pointing, whispering, pitying glances and questions which I didn't want to answer...and that was just me, poor Sam had it worse. He was studying law, I was studying Philosophy, meaning this often sparked arguments between us, but only mockingly as we were laughing and joking 10 minutes later.

I approached my locker, quickly opening the lock and pulling it open. I put my books inside slowly, realising how long it had been since I last looked in here. As I went to close it I happened to look at the door, BIG mistake. There was a photo tucked into one of the edges, a photo of me, Sam and Dean. As I stared at his smiling face the tears welled up in my eyes. I tried my best to be strong, to keep the tears from falling from my eyes but I couldn't. So I just walked away, slamming my locker shut and picking up the pace until I got to the courtyard.

Sitting down on a bench, I tried to stem the flow, but everytime I forced myself to think of something else all topics came back to Dean in some way or another. I sighed deeply before glancing up and looking around me. There was an old bandstand in the courtyard that would be used on special occasions and the such like. I stared at it and as I did I noticed someone sitting on the steps up to it. I squinted trying to see who it was, they looked so familiar. Then I realised, it was Dean.

"Dean..." I whispered. I got up from where I was sitting and began running towards the bandstand. "Dean!" I called, making a couple of people glance at me. Dean looked towards me, tears streaming down his face. "Come back to me, please. Wake up, just please wake up." He said and then got up and walked away.

"No Dean! Wait!" I tried to follow, I thought I heard someone calling my name but I ignored it. Then someone grabbed my arm, pulling me round to face them. It was Sam. "Kris, what the hell...?" I tried to pull out of his grasp, looking frantically around for Dean, but there was nothing.

"He was here Sam. I saw him. Dean was here." Sam looked at me as if I were crazy. "What are you talking about Kris? You must have been daydreaming or something."

"No." I shook my head. "No Sam, I wasn't. I swear he was as real as you are now. Dean was here."

"Dean can't be here. You know what? He's not here because he's dead Kris. I'm sorry but we're just going to have to start living with that fact."

"You're wrong!" I yelled at him. He sighed and shook his head at me. "Why are you trying to let him go?! Why are you trying to forget him?!" Sam looked hurt at me and my anger seemed to just melt away. "Sam...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that." I pulled him into a hug and held him close to me. "I loved him Sam."

"What?" Sam pulled away from me and looked me directly in the eye. "I loved him." I repeated.

"Oh god Kris. Why did you tell me this before?" Sam asked, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I'd never told anyone because...well I guess I wasn't brave enough and I didn't think he felt the same way." Sam was silent and then the clock behind us struck 9, meaning we both had lectures to get to. "I'll see you later okay?" Sam told me and I nodded slightly before we parted ways.

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