A/N: This fic is based on the movie A Walk To Remember. While this fic closely follows the movie, things have been altered so some events will be different/events will take place in the fic that are not in the movie. If you've never seen the movie I 100% recommend watching lol. It's one of my favorites. It's also the rare instance in which I enjoyed the movie way more than the book. Also for those who have read my fanfics in the past know I try to update often, however these updates may come at a slower pace, but I will strive to update at least weekly. I hope you all enjoy this fanfiction.

Disclaimer! I do not own Supernatural/A Walk to Remember or its characters. All credit go to the wonderful creators of Supernatural/A Walk to Remember and their respective owners.

I remember it all like it was yesterday. I can still hear the sound of his laughter and the way he said he loved me. I could still feel the touch of his lips on mine and the smoothness of his skin. The memories are so close it is almost as if I could reach behind me, and he would be there to take my hand. It has been four years since I lost him, but the image of him walking toward me will stay with me forever.

Sometimes I think back to how I got here, and it takes me back to a time when life seemed much simpler, and, in a way, happier. But it was emptier then as well. Castiel had opened my world in ways I never knew possible. Cas is the reason I'm where I am today, and for that, I will be forever grateful.

I presume you are wondering what happened to Cas? Well, in order to answer that I have to take you to the beginning. Back to that one fateful event that changed my entire life.

Chapter One

It was my senior year of high school and we had this stupid tradition in our little group that if you wanted to be our friend you had to jump off the edge of a steel catwalk type thing, into the manmade lake behind the cement factory. It was a jump we had all made, and the drop was no longer than fifteen feet. My friends where already at the edge of the water when I arrived. It was dark, and I could barely see the surrounding buildings due to the moonless night. The only light there was came from the headlights of the two cars.

I pulled up, my rock music blasting from the speakers of my 67 Chevy Impala. At this point in my life, this car was the only thing I was proud of. I had spent the previous summer fixing it with my uncle Bobby.

I took a puff of my cigarette , one I had just lit moments ago. I hated smoking, but they didn't need to know that, and was met by Gabe with a hand shake, fist bump sort of combo. We had made it up as our "secret hand shake" when we were little kids and it was pretty much the same with the exception of the end when we pretended to take of puff of a blunt, and put it out on out on each other's shoulders.

Looking back, I realized I like my music loud because it made me unable to think about much of anything. My thoughts then were that of an angry teenager, mad at the world about everything. Nothing was ever my fault, and everything was done "to me." I didn't want to take responsibility for my actions.

Gabe walked away, making a comment about having to piss so he made his way over to the woods. I looked back at Mike who was kissing his girlfriend Hannah. The two of them were either fighting or making out. He grew up with Mike, but Hannah was Mikes recent girlfriend. She was nice enough.

"I don't think he's coming," Hannah pouted to Mike. She was leaning up against Mike's truck, her arms crossed over her averaged sized chest. Her short dark hair was up in a twist and the black dress she wore was short with shiny things all over it. "This is stupid anyway. I want to go back to the dance." She wiggled her hips, trying to be sexy.

"Hey, you've been talking about leaving sense we got here!" Mike said, angrily, getting in her face. She leaned away some, clearly not liking his attitude. You want to go back to the dance, you can walk back yourself."

I pulled on his shirt sleeve, pulling him back some. "You know how it is," I said to her as I walked past them to Gabe's car. "No one is forcing him to do this. If he doesn't want too, he won't show up." I eyed Mike a moment, being sure he got his temper in check before turning from them. Mike was a bit of an ass, and he had a temper that made him even more of an ass. His moods changed quickly, so his out bursts of anger only lasted moments before he cooled off again. Still, Hannah was the longest girlfriend Mike ever had and that either made her incredibly patient or really stupid. He wasn't sure yet which she was.

"Anyone got any whiskey?" I asked, looking around to my group of friends. Smoking was something I faked, but my drinking habit was probably a bit out of control.

"We finished the bottle off at school," Hannah replied. "And I think we've all had enough." she added, before Mike kissed her once again.

"I believe I have a beer," Anna said, walking over to me. She tilted her head a little to the side as she spoke. She did this when she flirted. "It's probably warm, but it's yours if you want it." She smiled at me, and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes. We had been broken up for a month now, and she just wasn't letting go. She smoothed out the tight blue dress she wore, before brushing her red hair from her face.

"I'll just wait," I replied, the idea of a warm beer didn't sit well with me. I hardly liked it when it was cold. "He'll have to show up eventually."

"Well, if he doesn't, I want to go back to the dance," Anna replied, doing a little dance, much like what Hannah did.

"You know what?," Mike replied, then took a drink from his beer. "Why don't you go back to the dance by yourself?" Gabe and Balthazar chuckled at this, but Anna rolled her eyes at him. "You and Hannah can go back together."

"Ass, I was talking to Dean." She told him, annoyance clear in her voice. She looked at me, giving me her best smile.

"I don't dance," I replied, then started to walk away. "And we are no longer together."

"It's true," Gave said, sliding off the hood of his car. He took the lollypop out of his mouth to add, "I've seen the man try to dance, and it isn't pretty. Me on the other hand." He said, wrapping his arms around Anna. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'm ready to get my freak on." he said jokingly as he gyrated his hips on her. "What do you say, baby?"

"I think you need to put your freak away and never do that move again," She replied, pushing him away. Gabe chuckled, allowing her to move him.

"Oh look, I think he's decided to show," Balth said, nodding to the approaching headlights.

"Bout damn time," Mike said, closing the car door. "Kept us waiting long enough."

At this point I was sitting on the hood of Mike's car. Mike and Gabe were both hyped up about what was about to come. I smiled, and laughed along, though I was less enthused than they were. They both made rude comment's on Benny's rusted car, and high fived like a couple of twelve year olds at their jokes.

Benny looked nervous as he got out of his car, but smiled the best he could. "Well it's about damn time!" Mike announced, as he roughly threw his arm around Benny's shoulders. "When I said for you to be here at eight, I meant be here at eight." Mike said, squeezing Benny's shoulder a little bit. Benny looked uncomfortable, but said nothing. "It's cool man," Mike said, his tone clearly saying otherwise. "Just next time be here on time."

I hopped off the car as they walked by, and we all followed Mike and Benny to the bottom of the steel structure. "It's not hard," Mike was telling Benny, who was pulling off his shirt by the time I reached them. I started undressing at well and he looked at me questioningly.

I pulled off my shoes before answering. "I'm jumping too." I said, trying to give him a reassuring smile. "Like we've said, no need to worry."

Once we were both down to our boxers, I led him to the ladder that took us up to the platform we would be jumping from. I motioned for him to go first, then followed him up. Once I joined him at the top I could see he was pale. "How deep do you think the water is?" he asked, his voice slight cracking.

I shrugged. "Deep enough I suppose. Don't worry. We've all done it." I slapped his chest in an encouraging way.

We walked closer to the edge, and from there I could see the others. They were hooting and shouting in excitement. I looked at Benny, a cocky smile spread on my face. "Ready? One, two." On three, I pushed him, and down he went. I laughed as he swung his arms and legs, and he yelled into the night. The others laughed too, and I guess that's why I did it. To amuse them and possibly myself.

Benny hit the water hard, and our laughter quickly ceased when he didn't come up. I could hear shouts of panic that seemed dim next to the pounding of my heart. "Fuck" repeated in my head. Anna's panicked words reached me. "Dean!" she shouted. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Is he hurt!

I made my way quickly down the ladder, and jumped into the water the moment I could. At this point, Benny was floating face down in the water, and I could hear Hannah asking Mike what they should do. I grabbed Benny, and struggled to get him to the dock the others stood on. "Help me!" I said frantically, as I drew near. Mike and Gabe grabbed at Benny, and began to pull him up. It was then a flash light shined in our direction. I could hear a faint voice in the distance, and a minute later I could hear the sirens of the cop cars. Mike let go of Benny, leaving Gabe to finish pulling Benny out alone. Gabe fled the moment Benny's top half was out of the water. They all cursed as they ran to their cars. I could hear them all yelling something to each other, but my own fear had me unable to make out what they were saying.

I pulled myself out of the water, and was relieved to see that Benny was coughing up water by the time I got to him. The sirens drew nearer and I struggled with myself on what to do. If I got caught I would go to jail for sure, but if I left, I would be the biggest ass ever. I hesitated as I looked at him. He was breathing and the idea of getting caught overwhelmed me. My mom would kill me, so grabbed my clothes and took off to my car.

I sped away as fast I my car would go, but they were already on my tail. It had also been raining and the dirt road was wet. As I tried to get away, my tires slipped on some mud, and I ended up drifting into a cement wall. The impact made me smack my head on the starring wheel hard enough to make me dizzy. Pain shot up my right leg, and I just knew the hood of my car was damaged.

I squinted as the cop approached, shining the flash-light on my face. I groaned and leaned back into my seat. I was screwed and if I had any hope of not getting arrested, I was going to have to come up with a lie, and quick.

To this day, I feel guilty for leaving Benny. Sure, everything turned out okay, but that was pure luck.

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