The next day I walk over to his house, when I know he should be at work, but when I get there he's just getting out of his car. He sees me right before I was going to run away. "I told you Castiel, stay-"

"Away from you. I know. I thought you weren't going to be home." I don't look at him, I can't. "I just wanted to get my stuff." my voice is shaking, and I know he can hear it.

I look up t see Dean take a step towards me, "Cas," he doesn't pull me in close, "you will get over me," he looks at me, "just like I got over you." I look up at him and every ounce of my rage rises to the surface. I don't know whether I'm going to punch him or jump on top of him.

I step right in front of him, and punch him across the jaw. He staggers back and I stare in disbelief, "What the fuck Cas?" he rubs his jaw, and I punch him in the gut.

"You don't have the right to call me that anymore." he doubles over and groans. I rip the amulet off my neck and throw it at his feet. Dean stands up and glares at me, he raises his fist and I knock the feet out from under him, "Drop my stuff off tomorrow, assbut, and don't ever see me again."

I walk away; I focus on the throbbing in my hand to keep my feet going west, towards my house. If I let myself think about anything else, I know that I'm going to go back and beg him to forgive me, to take me back. Even though I still love him, I don't want him anymore, and that's the thought that sends me over the edge and I black out.

It's dark when I wake up in my bed at home, and I know who brought me home, because there's a box of my belongings next to the door.

When school starts I can barely force myself to get out of bed, I haven't gone through the box yet.

Anna drives me to school and whishes me luck, I should really get my license, or a bike.

I don't see Dean all way, a few people ask about him, and I have to force a smile and tell them that we aren't together anymore. No one seems to see how broken I am. Jo gives me an odd look, but I ignore her calling my name and run into the closest room.

When I'm about to start walking she catches my arm, "Castiel."

"Jo." I step around her and she walks next to me.

"What happened between you and Dean?"

I don't think I'll ever be in the mood for this conversation, "He changed his mind, I might have broken his jaw, let's leave it at that." Surprisingly she does and I'm left alone to my thoughts. Gabriel's home when I walk into the kitchen, he's looking through the mail and I'm fairly surprised to see him with such a serious face.

He glances up when I sit down across from him, "Do I need to do anything?" I decide to tell him everything, well almost everything. I tell him that I feel like my chest has caved in and I can't breathe without smelling him on my clothes. I feel like everywhere I look he's lurking just around the corner, ready to come back to me and say how much he loves me. The worst thing is that I know he's never going to say those three words to me again.

I leave out how I threw up in the bathroom at school, all day there was an empty desk next to me and I couldn't handle it. Balthazar came in and gave me gum. But I wouldn't answer any of his questions and he left.

"I don't know what to tell you, I've never been in love, time heals all wounds, even if there may be scars. But right now we can egg his house if that will make you feel better."

I found out later that Dean decided to get his GED, he moved towns, and Bobby closed his door to me.

At the end of the year I graduate at the top of my class, I go to Stanford and Anna and Gabriel couldn't be prouder that I graduated two years early and get a job at the local hospital in town. At the age of 26 I'm the youngest doctor on staff and at the age of 30 I'm living alone with a stack of lore books cluttering my apartment from top to bottom.

Sometimes Bobby will call me if there's anything close by, I told him to never mention me to Dean, even if he asks about me…I told the old man I'm over Dean, but I can still see the scars like the ones on my back. I'm not saying I haven't had a boyfriend, and one time girlfriend, since Dean. But I haven't loved anyone since him, not in the same way. Not even close. After all, you can't have two soul mates.