A/N You may as well just rename this story Supernatural: The Musical. Not that i'm complaining or anything, but y'know... Hell, who am I kidding? I fucking love it. ^^

(Mel) "Right from the start

You were a thief

You stole my heart

And I, your willing victim

I've let you see the parts of me

That weren't all that pretty

And with every touch

You've fixed them…"

Melilah's voice is subtle but lovely as she slowly began to close the distance between herself and Dean, the other man frozen in what seemed to be a frustrating mixture of shock and relief. Shock, because she was here. Singing. Relief, because she was here. Singing. His lips hung open in surprise and his palms began to sweat while his heart pounded like a drum. He can't speak, his voice caught in a figurative net deep in his chest. He doesn't move as she draws closer. He refuses to push her away again. She continues, and all he can do is remain still and let his ears take in what they can.

(Mel) "Now you've been talkin' in your sleep

Oh oh, things you'd never say to me

Oh oh, tell me that you've had enough

Of our love, our love…

Just give me a reason

Just a little bit's enough

Just a second, we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again

It's in the stars

It's been written of the scars

Of our hearts

We're not broken, just bent

And we can learn to love again."

By this point, she's only an arm's reach away, but she keeps her cautious distance. Melilah, for once in her entire existence, was scared. She was scared to open her heart to a man she really didn't know and be rejected as she had once rejected him. But in case Dean still felt the same, the only way to prove her sincerity was to let down her defenses and be vulnerable. As much as she hated to be in such a place, Dean was worth all that. Dean had managed to find some strength deep within himself and respond to her in the way she needed to hear, continuing the song with her as they moved onwards from the barricade that once separated them.

(Dean) "I'm sorry I don't understand

Where all of this is coming from

I thought that we were fine…"

(Mel) "Oh, we had everything…"

(Dean) "Your head is running wild again

My dear, we still have everything

And it's all in your mind…"

(Mel) "Yeah, this is happenin'…"

(Dean) "You've been havin' real bad dreams

Oh oh, you still lie so close to me

Oh oh there's nothing more than empty sheets…"

(Both) "Between our love, our love! Oh, our love, our love!

Just give me a reason, just a little bit's enough

Just a second, we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again…"

(Dean) "I've never stopped

You're still written in the scars on my heart…"

(Both) "We're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again!"

Now, their bodies were pressed against one another in an almost needy embrace, Dean holding Melilah's hands to his chest as she felt the intense beating of his heart, the air around them heavy and potent as they voiced the inner forbidden realms of their souls. Dean was finally allowing himself to settle and find the one woman who could keep him happy, and Melilah was discovering the world she had never been able to find until she had met the man who could free her. Their song called out into the night, the moonbeams dancing around them merrily. Dean would have noticed, but Melilah's bright purple eyes had utterly captured his own sage green hues.

(Mel) "Oh, tear ducts and rust…"

(Dean) "I'll fix it for us..."

(Mel) "We're collecting dust, but our love's enough!"

(Dean) "You're holding it in…"

(Mel) "You're pouring a drink!"

(Dean) "Now nothing is as bad as it seems…!"

(Mel) "We'll come clean!"

(Both) "Just give me a reason, just a little bit's enough

Just a second, we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again!

It's in the stars

It's been written in the scars

On our hearts

That we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again…"

By now, their foreheads were resting on one another with both of their eyes closed with tears threatening to spill over. Melilah's arms were up and clasped together behind Dean's neck, she needing to stand on her tiptoes to reach his height. Her vessel was naturally shorter, but it was an easy fit between them. Dean's hands were locked at the small of her back, pulling her body into his own. His head was tilted down to meet her own, his 6'1 frame hovering at least a head over her 5'5. They held each other like they could never let go, that if they released the other they would disappear forever.

They both knew now that they needed one another, that they were to journey down the road of life together and for Melilah to fulfill her destiny as his protector. No angel, demon, leviathan, or any other monster would stop that. Melilah's wet, purple eyes opened to see Dean's still sealed tight, and she shifted the connection on their foreheads so her face tilted even closer to his, her lips whispering just one more chord before they would meet Dean's in a glorious, passionate welcoming.

"We're not broken just bent… and we can learn to love again."

Song: "Just Give Me A Reason"

Artists: P!nk and Nate Ruess

Album: "Truth about Love"