Final chapter...Did I mention how much I loooove Papa Winchester? coz I do,I really really really do aaand I could not write a story without including him.

Hope you like it,I had a great deal of fun writing it and to be my very first Supernatural fic it turned out pretty well! Maybe I'll write more :)

kuddos to my beta,Melissa.I couldn't have done it without you!

Fran

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John stood in the same spot, waiting for her to come back. She eventually did, walking firmly toward him, her eyes puffy; a clear sign of crying too much.

"Are you trying to punish me?" she asked him, sniffing.

"Of course not," he said, keeping his voice low.

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I'm not doing anything."

"He's your son!" she screamed.

"I can't control his feelings"

She stared blankly at him. "We were supposed to meet, weren't we?"

He nodded and she cried even more. He hugged her sweetly, letting her sob against his chest.

"Why is this happening to me?" she said, sobbing.

"It's your destiny, Frances. You just can't control it," he whispered.

She raised her head from his chest. "I was happy..."

"And you still will be. When he's ready to let you go."

She sniffed again. "Is he?"

He nodded. "It's time for you to go back; he's waiting for you."

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He stood outside looking at the empty road, trying to suppress a sob. Saying goodbye to someone he unconsciously fall in love with was hard, especially since she was dead.

"Sam..." she whispered behind him. He turned around slowly. "Are you ready?" she asked. He shook his head.

"I'll never be ready to say goodbye," he said softly. She let a tear roll down her face. "But if that's what I have to do, then I will."

She sighed and looked at the ground. "I never meant for this to happen."

"So you love me, too?" he pleaded.

"It's that important now? Sure it wouldn't make this less painful?"

"I have to know," he whispered, taking a few steps towards her. "Was this meant to be? Were we supposed to meet?"

She turned her head to the side, avoiding Sam's eyes. "It was our destiny."

They felt into a silence, neither of them look at each other.

"Will I ever see you again?" He shook his head, as if he had said something wrong. "Will you be watching me?"

She laughed bitterly. "I'll try, but you already have two angels taking good care of you."

He smiled.

A bright light was somewhere along the road. She cried softly and he tried not to do the same. It was hard enough for them to do this. She took the remaining space and hugged him tight.

"You saved me," she whispered into his ear. "Thank you."

She turned into the light and disappeared. Sam closed his eyes, still feeling her touch, and cried; cried as he felt his heart broke into pieces.

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Gas station -Three weeks later-

Dean made a quick stop at the gas station, in which Jo took the time to stretch her sore legs and Sam did the same. Just when they were about to hit the road again, a white car stopped not too far away from them. His jaw dropped at the sight and ran towards the brown haired woman walking out of the car.

"Excuse me!" he yelled, but the girl didn't seem to pay any sort of attention so he tried again. "Frances!" He graved her left arm and she turned around, the so familiar brown eyes staring at him.

"Sorry?" she said, irritated.

"Are you Frances?" he asked. She shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I think you're confusing me with someone else," she said, politely.

He laughed, ashamed. "Yeah, you're right." Still, he stretched his hand to shake her's. "I'm Sam, by the way."

"Eleanor." She shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Sam."

Dean waved a hand to his brother, gesturing him that it was time to go.

"I gotta go, my brother is waiting," he said sadly. She nodded. "It was nice meeting you."

"Yeah, likewise."

"Maybe we'll see each other again," he finally said. She smiled.

"Yeah. Some other place, some other time."

She got into her car and drove off. Sam stood there looking, as the car disappeared from the driveway. He looked at the sky and smiled.

"I hope so."

FINITO!!