The Space Between

A song fic. This is my first one, so it's a little choppy, but please tell me what you think. I want HONEST reviews! They help me write better stories! the song here is called The Space Between by Dave Matthews Band.

You cannot quit me so quickly
Is no hope in you for me
No corner you could squeeze me
But I've got all the time for you love

I stared out the window of the Impala, wondering what would have happened if Dean had never came to get me. I would have finished college, Jess would still be alive, and life would be great, wouldn't it?

The space between
The tears we cry is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more
The space between
The wicked lies we tell to keep us safe from the pain

Jess and I had planned on getting engaged, but Dean and dad didn't know that. They weren't going to know until we sent them the wedding invitations because Jess had insisted they come. What she didn't know was why I didn't want them to. I know I must be a horrible person, not wanting my family, my only family, to be at my wedding.

Will I hold you again
These fickle fuddled words confuse me
Like will it rain today
We waste the hours with talking talking
These twisted games we're playing
We're strange allies with warring hearts
What a wild eyed beast you be

I remember her. Her face, soft and tender to the touch. Her hair, so silky smooth. I wanted to have her again, to see her alive. Most of all, I wanted to go back in time to change everything. I wouldn't go with Dean for that weekend. I wouldn't have left Jess alone at all. Dad was ok, so Dean would have eventually found him. They would be ok without me.

Look at us spinning out in the madness of a rollercoaster
You know you went off like the devil in the church
In the middle of a crowded room
All we can do my love
Is hope we don't take this ship down

I would miss being with Dean, but being with Jess, and having her alive meant more to me. Besides, dad and I still had a grudge going on between us.

The space between

Where you smile and hide

That's where you'll find me if I get to go

I remember that day like it was yesterday. Dad was yelling at me because I had chosen to go to college over hunting. He was mad because I wanted a normal life, and I still do. I wish mom had never died. I wish I could go back and save her. It was my fault anyway. I was psychic and that is what the demon wants, psychics. Dad told me to get out and never come back, so I left. Dean protested, but not to an extent. Besides, I wouldn't listen to him. Nothing was going to stop me from living my dream.

The space between
The bullets in our fire fight
Is where I'll be hiding waiting for you
The rain that falls splashed in your heart
Ran like sadness down the window into your room

I wanted to become a lawyer, and so did Jess. That is how we met, in our history class. We had dated for two weeks after before we decided to become a couple. She moved in with me a couple months after. We had been a couple for a year and a half before she died. I had planned on proposing to her at graduation. She had told me she wanted a fall wedding, so I thought that would give us a couple months to plan.

The space between our wicked lies is
The hope to keep safe from pain
Take my hand cause we're walking out of here
Right out of here is all we need dear

Jess wanted kids, and so did I. She had wanted a girl, named Clara. I couldn't disagree. That was a beautiful name. If we had a boy I would get to name it. I thought of naming it after Dean, but I wouldn't for fear of my son becoming just like him, so I decided Jack. It was a nice name, but now…I don't think I will ever get to use either. Jess and mom are gone, and I can't change that. My heart is empty.

The space between
What's wrong and right
Is where you'll find me hiding
Waiting for you
The space between
Your heart and mind
Is the space we'll fill with time