One more after this… then I will start the fourth part. Once again, I would like your opinion on the titles. Here are your choices:

Come Down to Me

Last Time

Reasons Why

Missing you

Speeding Cars --- (this one is kind of one you have to analyze a little bit… that's why I like it)

Chapter 18: The Fighter.

I was so used to being in the hospital that I had forgotten what a waiting room was like.

"How long does a surgery take? I mean it has been like two hours. How long does it take to get a bullet out?" Sam rambled as he paced. He hadn't shown any emotion other then complete annoyance.

"Sammy just calm down ok." Dean said.

Then, Sam gave him the look. Oh no, this meant war.

I buried my head in my hands and listened to them banter about things like 'How can you tell me to calm down?' and 'She is going to be fine'…. 'You weren't calm when Annie was in the hospital.'…. 'Don't do this to yourself.'

Blah, blah, blah. It felt like it went on forever and I had a major headache.

I hadn't found anyone to take my powers so I was going to get taken away from the people I loved most. I had been pretty much screwed out of my marriage, my husband and his brother were yelling at each other in public and to top it all off, my best friend and cousin was hanging on by a thread and I had no clue if it was going to snap.

"Shut up!" I yelled. They snapped their heads in my direction. "Both of you just be quiet for one second please!"

"Annie…" Dean tried to say something but I shushed him.

"Look Sam, I am worried about Gabi to. But sitting here yelling at Dean isn't going to make anything go faster, and he is just trying to help. And Dean… quit trying to help. This is like the third time you have tried to comfort Sam today and it obviously isn't working so both of you just shut up!" I said forcefully.

My head was pounding and I walked out of the room and went to a coffee machine. I inhaled like eight Styrofoam cups before I felt any better. Then Dean found me.

"Annie…" He said quietly as he sat down next to me. I looked at him sadly.

"I don't take anything back that I said. But I'm sorry I exploded." I told him. He placed his hand on mine.

"It's ok. But are you alright?" He asked. I didn't feel like lying.

"What do you think? Gabi may die, Sam is a nervous wreck, you are trying to be the positive one, and I don't know how much longer I have to be with you." I said, somehow the tears found me again. "Dean I'm scared."

"Want to know a secret?" He asked. I nodded and he tipped my chin up so I would look him in the eye.

"I'm scared too." He said. "Because I have no control over any of this. None of us do."

I nodded and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Guys, she is ok!" Sam said as he ran in. He had a huge smile on his face. I immediately jumped up.

They would only allow one person in at a time so I let Sam go. He needed to see her more.

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(Gabi's POV)

My first near death experience, I felt pretty professional. Sure, I had a scar that hurt like hell and I had been shot which wasn't a pleasant sensation. But I had survived something that was so fatal. The doctors told me there was a point where they didn't think I would make it, and I did. I couldn't help but be a little proud of myself.

"Gabi?" I heard a familiar voice ask quietly. I looked up and saw Sam. I smiled as wide as I could… I was still under heavy anesthetic.

"Hey there you!" I exclaimed weakly. He walked over to me and grabbed my hand. He was smiling to, but he had tears in his eyes. "Don't cry…"

"I can't help it… I wish I could." He told me. I brought my other hand to his face.

"What if I told you there were no tears allowed?" I joked. He laughed a little.

"Then I guess I would have to try a little harder to stop wouldn't I?" He replied.

I looked into his eyes, and then it hit me.

I was in love with Sam Winchester. Ok, I had known that for a while now. But this was different. It wasn't puppy love, or a temporary relationship love. It was the kind that lasted forever. Sure, we weren't Dean and Annie. We didn't challenge each other in that way. But there was something else about us that was special, some kind of ultimate compatibility. And I didn't want to take any more chances on waiting things out.

"Sam…" I said skeptically.

"Yeah?" He asked softly.

"Is that question you asked me in New York still standing?" I asked. His eyes grew wide and I swore I saw him blush.

"What happened to waiting things out?" He asked.

"Well, the demons are dead, and I almost died. Call me selfish, but I don't want to live without you. I know that now, no matter what consequence or challenge comes our way, I want to face it and conquer it. I love you… and ever since I was a little girl I just wanted my fairy tale ending." I whispered.

Ok the fairy tale thing came from the anesthesia. The rest was all true.

"So does this mean you are saying yes?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"I was stupid to say no in the first place." I told him.

"You're not ever stupid." He said quietly and smiling, I smiled back.

"Hey Sam can you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Anything." He told me.

"Kiss me…" I requested.

"No problem…" He said, still smiling before he pressed his lips to mine.

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Sam left a few minutes later and Annie came in.

"He certainly was chirpy." She said. I laughed.

"Yeah well we did just kind of get engaged." I told her. This time, she laughed.

"Thank god, I didn't want to go through the fighting again." She exasperated.

We talked for a while and then I got extremely tired so she left and I slipped off into a peaceful sleep.

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1 month later

(Annie's POV)

Gabi had been out of the hospital for a couple of weeks and her and Sam were planning there very, very nice wedding. Part of me was jealous, but another part was relieved. There was way to much detail going into it and I was glad I didn't have to deal with that for mine.

Luckily, after we had talked to Missouri and John again, they both told us that since those demons were dead that we could take a much needed break from all of this. And not just another one week vacation. This was a semi-permanent break, one that allowed the four of us to actually buy an apartment.

Well, two apartments, but they were in the same building.

As for the being separated from Dean thing, nothing had happened. So our worry and ceased a bit. I hadn't had anymore dreams and everything was calm.

It felt so strange.

"So does this mean we are going to have to get actual jobs?" Dean asked me as we sat in a pile of unpacked boxes.

"Well I don't know if that is possible since Dean Winchester is legally dead, and my name had shown up on more then one 'Wanted' list." I told him.

"Right… but how are we going to pay for everything?" He asked. I shut my eyes and walked over to the kitchen counter. I grabbed a piece of mail and handed it to him.

"It's from your dad." He said.

"Aren't you very observant?" I said sarcastically. He opened the letter and read it. His eyes widened.

"Annie… this says your dad has handed over almost fifteen million dollars to you…" He said in shock.

"Yeah." I said sadly. It was great that we would never have to worry about anything, well at least not for a very long time. But I wasn't happy about the circumstances.

My dad had used what he had to in order to live the rest of his life comfortably and then gave the rest to me.

"How much longer?" He asked sincerely.

"Probably a couple of weeks." I said quietly. I sat down next to him again and put myself in his open arms.

"Do you want to go back?" He said.

"Yeah, but we have so much to do here. And I don't want to see him that weak." I told him. "And… I don't know, he was my last parent. Hell I had four and I couldn't hold on to any of them could I?"

"Hey now… None of that was your fault." He said trying to comfort me.

"I know… but it just really sucks." I said sadly.

We decided to go back once we got everything settled here. I was kind of sad and scared, but I knew that after this I only had good things to look forward to.