Dean Winchester II Pov

In my father's journal I remember him describing The Baozhu like a white pearl, yet, its shape was not as smooth- but rough. The night he had to destroy The Baozhu to send his father back to his time, he described losing his father all over again traumatizing.

However, he had the chance to gain closure more than ever before that night.

I wonder if that's something I'll have the courage of doing, if dealt the opportunity.

What is it that my heart desires?

Could there only be more that I could truly want?

My father is at rest, I'm married to my best friend, and we live monster free with our two amazing twins.

How could I ask the universe for more?

Yet, to travel more and visit another country like we always plan hasn't happened.

Greece has been on my mind a lot often. Ever since I saw the film '300' my Ancient-Greece film collection has been my other obsession.

Cassa let her head fall back, her thick curly honey blonde hair so soft. The moonlight splashes over her body, illuminating every patch of exposed skin.

She is truly my everything, my beautiful world all wrapped up in a sassy-spontaneous-tea-sipping-researching-unbreakable-force.

What will happen if I put her in danger?

"What's going on in that head of yours?" She asks, tilting her eyes low enough to catch mine staring into the dark blue water.

Giving her my best fake smile, "I'm just thinking."

Whenever my mind is in a dark place, I use to go for a swim, wiping away the worry.

'Cleanses the soul' is what my father always said.

These days without him are strange. I wish the water could cleanse my sadness.

This lake was peaceful, I'm glad we decided to take a pit-stop. "Did you know this flow leads all the way into Caddo Lake?" I say. "Once we keep driving we'll be in New Orleans soon."

"Dean. Tell me?" Cassa whispered seriously.

She's the only one who can ease it all if I allow her.

"Is there anything I can do?" She asked turning in my arms, lifting her wet hands to my face, lifting my eyes to hers. "You know you can tell me anything?"

I swallowed the anxiety of having her read me completely.

"I may open a door that neither one of us can ever return from. I cannot make a mistake, Cassa. I cannot jeopardize this life with you. I don't desire more than our life together." I confessed.

"Then what is it that you want, babe? You set out on this hunt for The Baozhu and now we're on the road to having it in our hands-"

"I know, I know- I'm not changing my mind. I promise you."

"Alright, then what Dean? What's wrong? Why aren't you happy?"

I sigh with a shrug avoiding her eyes.

"I don't know, I don't know." I say confused and annoyed, moving from her grasp. "I-I keep dreaming about Samantha and Dante… and us all on the sofa with ice cream watching Casablanca. As if my subconscious is telling me not to take my family for granted."

"So listen to your subconscious and live in the now."

"Cassa, I don't know how." I yell in a hush frustration.

"Why?"

"Because you cannot be my only reason, Cassa."

"Your only reason for what, Dean?" She asked, confused.

"For breathing. To keep going." I confessed. "Before my father died, he was my everything…and now.. I have nothing else except you."

She is truly the only woman that I ever fell in love with.

"That's not true, and you know that."

"It is, Cassa. You are." I nod disagreeing. "That's why I'm afraid of having you here.. On the road with me. If something happens-"

She lightly splashes me with the lake water. "Dean. Stop."

"No, I have to say this…" Shaking the drops off intensively. "The twins and your mother can live without me, but none of us can live without you. This life together, we both know you are the true driving force."

Cassa exhaled. "This is why you're so unhappy. You think the worst all the time. I hate it. You constantly say the worst of things and it truly sucks balls. Not only do you have the twins… you have my mother. She loves you like her own son. It's selfish to make me your only reason."

I'll still have nothing without her.

"I'm sorry. I don't know how else to think. I know what's truly out there and sometimes it scares me. I shouldn't have allowed you to come. I miss when things were much simpler."

"What are you talking about? Things were never ever simple."

I sighed. "My father and I used to vacation in Vancouver all the time when I was a kid. These days it's tough to think of going back without him." I hold my arms out gesturing for Cassa to cuddle against me. She smiles moving through the water then grin like a Cheshire cat and I push -splashing her just as quickly as she did the same laughing. "The Baozhu… now that we're so close to getting it… I'm afraid of what will happen next."

"Then let's just go back home, Dean. Nothing hasn't happened yet. It's not too late."

"Yeah, but what if we-"

"Dean, it's one of eight ancient Chinese treasures. You'll have seven more chances to find another. Besides… Do you truly know what your heart desires? Or are you trying to fill that enormous-grief-filled-hole where your father once held."

I narrowed my eyes into hers. "Are you psychoanalyzing me?"

She laughed. "Babe, perhaps you could find another outlet."

"Like a hobby?"

"It's better than chasing after some magical pearl that you may or may not be ready to find."

I nodded. "Hmm… Maybe you're right. I could always take up surfing lessons." I grinned sarcastically.

Through the water I turned her into my arms, playfully lifting her in the air.

"Dean! Dean, you better not toss me." She panics with a laugh.

I smirked, slowly lowering her body back to mine. "I wouldn't dare to.'' Instead I dipped her into the water just enough for her to push my shoulders down, beneath her.

"Good, because I don't give up easily." She noted.

Into the lake I went, then rushed up in time for her to splash me once more.

"Alright, alright.." I surrender, raising my arms. "I give in.. you won."

Cassa smiled inching close. "I always do."

"Hmm, that is a given." I agreed, reaching out to pull her into me.

"Now that I've won.. What is my prize?"

"Um.. let me see," I flirt, kissing her cheek and neck, "Anything that comes to your mind. My love."

"How about we continue what we came here for..."

"The hunt for the Baozhu part or the skinny-dipping?" I asked.

"Dean, promise me something... before we go..."

"Alright?"

"When we get home, we'll start fresh and I'm not talking about new hunting goals, but a new home. The twins deserve it, as well as you and I. We need something bigger. It's time we all stop living in the past and start paving the future." She says.

I nod in agreement. "We could always revisit the conversation of moving to Vancouver, a place we could all make our home. It surely will help with that… grief coping mechanism that you may have mentioned before."

"Really?" Cassa laughed. "Are you sure you're ready for a huge move like that? No rush, you know that, right?" She looked up at me, her hair dripping and her eyes bright in the darkness.

With a long bittersweet sigh, I pull her closer kissing the top of her forehead.

"Cassa, you've saved me more ways than I could ever believe. I wouldn't want us to move without mulling it over but this isn't the first time I've thought about this. I want to be in a place where I feel my father the most."

"Dean, trust me. I go where you do, and the kids follow. We will do this soon. Once we have more conversations about it with the twins, when the time is right but you also have to spend more time with them. Honestly."

I nodded in reply. No point in disagreeing, her instinct when it comes to future plans are always spot on. As for the twins, things were different when they were infants. Things were easier back then.

"Okay, now let's get going. I'm starting to get cold." She says, kissing my lips quickly.

Moving out of the cool water towards our belongings on the grass.

I could later consider having her mother move nearby or find a home with a guest house attached -that way she won't have to worry for her.

I of all people know what it's like to be close to the only remaining parent, that always loved and supported you. To hold the responsibility of keeping them safe when they reach that elderly age, having her mother nearby could please her.

As we dried off, the lake was cleared out from a distance.

Dressed and slowly walking to Cassa's 1969 Chevy Camaro, which her mother once won at a car auction. I cannot help but want to make sure my wife gets back home to our family in peace.

If I've learned anything from my father's journals… I should always expect the unexpected when on a hunt.

Glancing over at Cassa, a clear glass bottle in her pocket peeked out. "What is that?" I ask fast.

Before we set out to take this road trip, our neighborhood Witch sold us some things that may help.

Cassa looked over at me, then hurried to hide it deep. "Nothing."

"Cassa. What did you trade that witch for Dragon's breath?"

"Nothing." She lied.

"Cassa?" I say in a warning tone.

"We don't need that. Ever."

"Dean, You never know, this is new territory for us and I rather you not sell your soul if something goes wrong."

"I will never sell my soul, you know that and now whose thinking is negative?"

"I know. Yet, I say again.. we haven't done this before. If we cross paths with a demon or something looking for this thing it's best to be safe."

I slammed the car truck. "Dammit, Cassa."

"Dean, babe. Relax." She walked around the car to grab my face. "I don't move until you say, alright."

"You better not and do not use anything without an eye wink or twice or nod- You got it?"

She laughed amused. "Yes. I got it."

Her beautiful eyes sparkled into mine.

"It's so hypnotic. Nothing else affects me as deeply as you do. I can never lose that smile." I stated.

"Boy… You always know just what to say." She smiled.

The small waves blend into the sound of her heartbeat.

We don't speak for sometime.

I didn't want to move, afraid the next decision could change our future.

"Are you hungry?" She asked.

"Starving." I nod feeling relief that that is a decision I can handle.

Cassa laughed. "Let's get out of here cowboy."

I smile, kissing her temple quickly. "What do you have a taste for? Caesar-Cobb salad? A strawberry milkshake?"

"Both, and a double cheeseburger with fries. Road tripping with you is exhausting." She smiled and glared behind me. "What is that?" She says afraid, before I could turn around- I instantly was lifted from the ground. "Dean?"

Into the air something pulled me from behind fast -with no time to yell or grab for her.

"No!" Cassa yelled and I closed my eyes at the darkness.