Dean sat in the hanging chair in Saliene's room for a few minutes, dizzy and light headed from the things she showed him. She used her powers to show me that.. He realized. But, if she can do that however she wants to.. Why'd she, kiss me? He wondered. Could she.. Does she.. But then why would she show me that?! Why kiss me if she was just doing it to tell me that we can't be together? He thought.

He was utterly depressed by this, it's not what he thought she'd seen. He thought she had seen a scary image of the Chastenhezorum guy, not her killing him. Dean was still breathing hard, and was completely bemused by Saliene's actions. Eventually he knew he couldn't just sit there forever, she'd come back upstairs when she was done healing Sam, and wouldn't want him around.

Dean slowly got to his feet, testing his balance before standing on his own. He trudged out of Saliene's room, head hung low. Reaching his room he shut the door quietly. He sat on his bed, the bed she gave him, under the roof she provided for him. She said she was meant to protect humans, and that he and his brother were too important to let die. He knew she was still trying to do her job in showing him that, trying to scare him off so he wouldn't get so close to her, or want to.

Even in knowing this, it still hurt, it still tore at his heart. He liked Saliene, he didn't know if he loved her, but she was nice, thoughtful, smart, beautiful. But she was also a monster, a Vampire. But she was a good person.. She didn't kill innocent people, in fact she saved them. He didn't know what to think anymore, his thoughts and feelings were already scrambled enough by all that had been happening. They were yet again facing another end of the world situation, and the girl he liked had to be the one to take care of it in the end.

She must like him too, he thought, or she wouldn't have kissed him. But what was he supposed to do? Forget how he felt? He'd been trying to do that since they met! But he'd also been trying to figure out ways to be with her and have it be okay at the same time, his head and heart constantly at war with each other. He could let her turn him, but then he'd never die, and then what would Sam think of him? He'd be ditching his brother, and he was supposed to look out for him, protect him. Would Sam accept a Vampire version of Dean? Or would he reject him, kill him even? Dean's head and heart ached, too many thoughts and too many feelings were going through him all at once.

He didn't have a soul to talk to about it either. No one to vent to, no one to help him decide what he should do. He knew how he felt, and he knew now how Saliene felt too, but it didn't even mean anything because he couldn't act on it. All he could do was sit by and watch as yet again someone he cared about slipped from his grasp, he just couldn't take anymore, he couldn't handle not having anyone by his side.

Dean sat with his head in his arms, tears forming in his eyes. I have to save the world every day, save people from things they don't even know about, I have to watch horrible things happen that most people couldn't even have nightmares about, and I can't have some one to love? I get no thanks, no trophy, nothing. How is it fair? He thought, a tear finally finding its way down his face.

In the midst of all Dean's confusion and pain he heard a soft knock at the door. He didn't respond but the door slowly creaked open, revealing his brother Sam, his head without a scratch on it. He'd thank Saliene later, if he could even face her.

"Hey," Sam said, closing the door behind him. He walked over to where his brother was sitting, trying not to show his face. Sam sat next to his brother on his left, hands in his lap.

"What happened man?" He asked, turning his head to look at Dean. He was holding his tears back. He sniffled, bringing his head up a little, hands clasped together against his mouth. He shook his head silently, not wanting to talk yet.

"If you don't want to talk right now that's fine, I can leave and come back if you want.." Sam offered. Dean looked down, shaking his head.

"Okay, then I'm all ears." Sam said. Dean took in a shaky breath, but continued to gaze at the floor.

"She, kissed me." He said, voice cracking. Sam's eyes grew wide.

"She did? Then why are you crying, isn't that what you wanted?" He asked, perplexed. Dean shook his head again, small sobbing noises escaping his lips.

"No, man.. She kissed me, and showed me a vision.. Of what she saw, when that thing.." He trailed, choking on his sadness. He took another deep breath, trying to speak through his depression.

"And it was of her, killing me.. Biting me, draining me dry. That's what she's most afraid of.. She wants nothing to do with me because of that..." He said, his voice breaking and tears again finding their way down his face. Sam was shocked and brought down by his brother's words, why would Saliene reject him because of something like that?

"But Dean, if she kissed you that means she likes you. All she's trying to do is keep you from getting hurt, BECAUSE she cares about you." He said.

"Sam, you don't get it. She's trying to keep me AWAY, yeah she kissed me but so fucking what? I can't return it, I can't be with her in any way. That's how she wants it to be.." He said. Sam shook his head.

"No, she can't mean it, she's just scared. She's afraid of something that can't even happen. If she likes you so much she'd never kill you. If she wanted you dead Dean, you would've died in Purgatory." Sam countered. Dean was silent, taking in his brother's words, trying to believe them. He wanted to, with all his heart.. But Saliene wouldn't take to his brother's idea as easy, or at all probably.

"Maybe Sam, but what does it even matter? She won't talk to me about it, she won't change her mind.." He said, feeling defeated.

"Dude you haven't even tried! Go out there and MAKE her talk to you, make her listen. That's all it takes." He urged. Dean shook his head again, slower this time, tears still silently falling.

"No Sam... It's not what she wants." He replied, making it clear he wouldn't try to talk to her about it again. Sam was furious. How could she do this to Dean? Why play with his heart, flirt with him, kiss him even, if she was just going to take it back? He couldn't let this happen, couldn't let his brother fall down again. He's lost every other girl he's ever cared about, and now he likes one that can never die and she wants to scare him away? No, he would not let it happen this way again. Vampire or not.

"I'm not just going to sit here and watch you cry Dean, if you're not in any condition to talk to her I'll just do it myself." He said, standing. Dean didn't even hear him. He was lost in his world of loneliness. Sam however was not, and he stormed over to Saliene's door across the loft are and knocked on it, wanting to instead smash his fist through it and demand why she threw his brother away like a piece of used tissue paper.

Saliene came to the door seconds later, looking tired and run down. She traded in her black outfit for a thigh high, red spaghetti-strap dress, her hair in the same fashion it was when she healed him. He didn't even ask to come in, he just marched in to what he imagined was the center and crossed his arms, waiting for her to close the door. After she did she turned to face him, taking a few steps before being halted by Sam's angry aura.

"What would you like to talk about Sam?" She asked calmly. He scoffed, shaking his head and looking down before bringing his eyes back up to hers.

"You're not stupid, you know what I want to talk about." He said. She nodded, getting his point.

"Sam, what I did to your brother-" She began.

"I don;t want to hear it." He cut her off.

"You knew you had his heart in the palm of your hand, and you crushed it to bits. Do you even know how many times I've had to watch that happen to him? Can you even IMAGINE how hard it is to watch the only person who cares about you not have anyone else to care about? No girl to say I love you to? It, it fucking hurts." He said, tears lining his eyes.

"Then you," He said, pointing at Saliene.

"You come along and make him want it all over again. He fell head over heels for you and you act like it doesn't even matter, like he's just some toy. Why'd you even kiss him if you were just going to break his heart seconds later? Why are you so God-damned afraid of something that can't happen if you really cared about him?!" He shouted. Saliene looked horrid, just as she felt.

"I didn't mean to.. I like your brother a lot Sam but we can't be. I'll just hurt him.. People, they die all around me when I care about them too much. The last person I cared about didn't even tell me he was leaving.. He just left, up and died without a word or warning. Do YOU know how that feels? I'm sure you do, being who you are. You must understand, I only have his best interests in mind, and the world's." She replied.

"Are you kidding me?! Do you WANT to kill him?" He asked.

"No Sam I'd never want that, that's why we cannot be." She said back.

"You just don't get it! If you don't want to then how would it happen, hm?" He demanded.

"Mistakes happen.." She said.

"Are you a careless person?" He asked. She shook her head.

"No but Sam-" She tried to reason.

"No! I'm fed up with hearing you make excuses! If you love him and he loves you just DEAL with it! If you feel yourself slipping to the point where you think you can't control yourself that's why I'm around, to make sure that kind of thing doesn't happen to him." He retorted. Saliene smiled thinly.

"You really think you could stop me? Believe me, if you could I wouldn't be talking anymore, but Sam, you're human, there's no chance you could keep me from hurting him if I got out of control." She said.

"Oh yeah?" He asked. She nodded silently.

"Then turn me." He breathed, not believing the words actually just came out of his mouth. Saliene took a few steps forward, eyes burning into his.

"Excuse me?" She asked slowly. Sam gulped, but held his ground.

"Turn me. If you do then I'll have a chance at stopping you. I can't watch my brother go through this again.. I won't." He said. Saliene laughed hard, hand clasping her stomach.

"Oh that was a good one. This talk is over Sam, I'm not going to hurt your brother, and I'm not going to make you into a Vampire. Please forget about this, we have a lot on our plates." She said, turning to see him out of her room. Sam couldn't contain his rage, he started right for Saliene, but before he could reach her he heard a scream of agonizing pain come from Dean's room.

"No." Saliene breathed, paralyzed for a moment. Then she took off at Vampire speed towards Dean's room, Sam could hear her slam the door open as she did, running behind her.

Dean was standing between his bed and TV, right arm extended and covered in blood. He held a long pointed kitchen knife in his left hand, and dropped it to the floor. Saliene stood frozen a yard or two away, not knowing what to do.

"Why?" She said, tears forming in her eyes.

"Kill me." He replied. Sam and Saliene both gasped.

"W-why would you want that?" She asked again.

"kill me! If you can't resist my blood so much then you shouldn't be able to now!" He screamed. Saliene shook her head, tears running down her face.

"What's wrong?' He asked, dark faced.

"I-I can't." She stammered. Sam could only watch to see what his brother was doing, but soon he understood.

"Why not?!" He demanded, Saliene flinched at his raised voice.

"Why?" He asked again, quieter.

"Because I.." She trailed.

"Because you what?!" He yelled again.

"Because I love you!" She screamed back. Dean's eyes were tear lined, red and puffy, but you could see the lightness in them now. That's exactly what he thought she'd say.

"I love you too." He replied, a single tear falling into the pool of blood at his feet.

"Why would you do this to yourself? You could have just talked to me." She said. He shook his head.

"Yeah right, just like how you and Sam were talking? You wouldn't have listened, this was the only way to get through to you." He said. They paused, neither saying a thing for a minute.

"So, what now?" Sam asked. Saliene walked over to Dean, taking her left hand and placing it over his wound, healing it with a flash of green light. Then she said,

"Now.. Now we finally let ourselves, be happy.."

*Author's Note: Hey guys! FIN-AL-LY right?! I bet you've all been waiting to hear those words come out! So have I! (Well I've been waiting to type them but you get the idea) Hope you all loved this chapter as much as I did, I stayed up late just to get it to you guys sooner!

Hope you enjoyed :)

~Super