Chapter 19

Dean, watch out! Sam yelled as a ghost appeared behind his brother.

Dean spun around and shot rock salt at the ugly spirit, making it vanish. Sam hurriedly poured the salt and gas on the picture they thought the ghost was attached to and lit the Zippo. The ghost appeared in front of Sam sending him flying across the room, but not before Sam set the picture on fire and the ghost screamed as it burned, vanishing for good.

You alright, Sammy? Dean asked flipping the shot off riffle on his shoulder.

Great... Sam answered pulling himself up from the floor, wiping the dust off himself.

Good, let's roll. Bobby has another case we can check out. Sounded like a witch. You know how I love a good witch kill. He smiled at his baby brother before turning away and leaving the house they trashed behind. Sam rolled his eyes and limped, following Dean.

They have been on one hunt after another for the past two weeks. They both had barely slept more than 3 hours a nightand were running on fumes. Sam knew Dean was over working to keep his mind off of the countdown and Hailey. Sam had tried to talk about it with Dean but he would shut him out every time. He also tried calling Hailey more than he could count, when he wasn't with Dean, she never answered once. The only sign he got from her was a text saying "Please, stop Sammy". Dean had only eight days left. He couldn't bear the thought of losing his brother.

Sam got into the car and Dean started to drive, putting the sound of the radio up as Metallica played. Sam stared at his brother and put the sound down. Dean glanced at Sam before turning the dial up again. Sam slammed the dial off, cutting off the music.

Something you wanna say Sammy? Dean raised an eyebrow at his brother.

Till you start seeing things? Till we have to run from a hellhound? Till it's too late to fix things with Hailey?

There's nothing to fix Sam. And yeah, this is how I want it. Dying wish and all...

Sam let out a humourless laugh and stared out the window. They drove back to the motel in silent. Sam grabbed his duffle bag and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Dean opened the cooler and pulled out a beer, twisted the cap and threw it in the trash, taking a swing of the cold bubbly liquid enjoying the taste of it. He sat on the end of his bed and pulled out his cell phone. He aimlessly started scrolling it and he stop at a picture, of him and Hailey taking a selfie, where she was kissing his cheek and he was smiling like an idiot. He continued scrolling the pictures and stopped at one of Hailey, posing in a sexy manner on Baby's hood wearing tight shorts and had opened up her red checkered blouse revealing a white bra, for the occasion. A little reminder when he had to go on the road, she had told him. He couldn't help but smile and his thumb ran on her figure. God he was a lucky bastard to have had Hailey, even for a short while. He hated the fact that he broke her heart. But it was for the best. He resumed flicking the pictures and found another of Bobby, Sam and himself. Another was Jo and Ellen with Hailey laughing. His family, Sam's family... He chugged the remaining of his beer and Sam came out in a towel, holding another towel drying his hair.

Alright Sammy... He said getting his attention.

Let's go home.

Hailey was watching the sun set, lying on the hood of her Mustang. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the last heat waves the sun was giving. She heard kids play not too far from her on the Californian beach. She sat up and smiled at the sight, remembering being young and playing around the salvage yard with the Winchesters, when things weren't so complicated. Playing pranks on Dean and running for dear life afterwards. She was brought back to reality by her phone vibrating in her pocket. She sighed and pulled it out, expecting Sam or Bobby to appear on her calling id. But it wasn't.

Ellen? Is everything ok? She answered feeling a panic creep up her gut, knowing she was 24 hours away.

Yeah, everyone's fine sugar. Sorry I didn't mean to scare you...

It's ok. What's up? She asked sure she had a case for her to check out.

Nothing much, I just wanted to check up on you...

I'm fine Ellen tell dad he can stop worrying. I was going to check up tomorrow...

Your father didn't make me call you...

Hailey waited for Ellen to continue.

Baby, come home.

Ellen-

You do not want to carry that much regrets the rest of your life. Believe me. John was my best friend. I hated the bastard for taking my husband away from us. I blamed him for so long... And then it was too late to fix anything. To forgive him for being a hunter, doing his job... He had to die with the guilt of killing his best friend, when he shouldn't have felt that way at all. Guess I figured that out too late and that, I'm gonna have to live with it the rest of my life. You still have seven days before it's too late.

Hailey didn't say anything as silent tears fell freely down her face.

I can't watch him die...

No one's asking you to have a front row seat. I just don't want to you to do the same mistake I did. Just think about it. Sam called Bobby yesterday, they were heading to your house. Something about wanting to be with family before... you know. Jo and I are heading there soon too. Be a shame not to see you there.

Can you tell dad I'm okay?

Sure thing baby girl, talk to you soon. Ellen answered a little disappointed.

Bye. Hailey said before hanging up the phone.

She brought her legs to her chest and hugged them with her arms, resting her head on her knees as she rocked herself softly, tears still running freely as she watched the last of the remaining rays of light hide behind the ocean.

Days passed and the gang spent a lot of time reminiscing old hunts and funny stories around a couple of bottle of liquor. Everyone was careful not to mention Hailey's name. Jo and Sam kept secretly calling her, but she never picked up. Sam even left a nasty message saying he needed her and she was suppose to be his best friend, if she wasn't going to show her face anytime soon he could forget her number. Only to leave another message saying he was sorry, that he just didn't know what to do anymore. He missed her. They needed her.

Bobby had received info on a lot of demonic activity in a town not too far from them. They were all sure it was Lilith. After a lot of debating, Dean had finally accepted to face her. But was clear to them all; if thing got sour they were to run and not look back. Sam walked into Hailey's room to find Dean sitting on her bed. Looking at a frame of her and Bobby he was holding. Dean looked up to his brother and back to the picture.

She's really not coming back huh...

I'm sorry Dean...

Dean nodded and carefully placed the frame back on the night stand.

Not like you haven't tried to call her a billion times, right?

Dean, I-

S'allright. I'm sorry I pushed your best friend away. Just... take care of her, alright?

Sam nodded feeling his throat tightening.

Alright enough of the chick flick moment, let's go get ready to wank the bitch.

Dean said getting up and got out of the room. Sam eyes laid on the frame on the nightstand and he noticed an envelope with Hailey's name under the frame in Dean's handwriting.

Sammy!

Yeah! Coming! He called back to his brother deciding to ignore the envelope for now.

Hailey sped up as much as the mustang could handle. She had four hours left before midnight. She cursed herself for being so damn stubborn for the fiftieth time. She was driving to a case when black velvet started playing from the radio and she couldn't help but see the hunger in Dean's eyes when they had started hunting together, at the bar, when she had tried to seduce him for the second time. Flashes of his hurt expression, when she had left him after finding out about the deal, the first time they finally had sex in her room, his face when she had said she loved him the first time. Before she knew it she had turned the car around and prayed she could make it home before time ran out.

She managed to arrive at her home an hour to spare and noticed no cars were parked in front. She jumped out of her car and ran inside

Dean! Dean! She called and ran upstairs.

When she noticed no one was there she tried calling Sam. He didn't pick up. She called Jo, who thankfully picked up on the second ring.

Hails?

Jo! Where is everyone!?

We know where Lilith is. We're almost there now.

Where's there!?

Jo had explained where they had gone to.

That's an hour away! Jo, Dean doesn't have an hour.

Well if everything goes as planned, Lilith will be dead and Dean will be free.

What!? What plan!?

Jesus Hailey just get your ass here. Now!

Hailey ran to the mustang and drifted onto the street heading, as fast as possible, to Dean.

57 minutes later, Hailey pulled in next the impala. Bobby had just killed a demon and was surprised to see Hailey get out of the car.

Hailey?

Where is he!? She demanded.

Before Bobby could answer she heard screaming and a light flash in a house not far from them. She started running to it.

Hailey! NO! Bobby yelled after her, following her.

A demon jumped on her before she could reach the house. She punched him and kicked him. As the demon fell she didn't lose anytime and continue to run to the house.

Everything became slow as Hailey scanned the house. She heard growling and saw a door explode open. Only to see Dean fall and scream in pain as blood gushed out of him.

DEAN! She screamed frozen at the sight.

A blinding light flashed in the room. Hailey managed to push her legs to the room and saw Sam throw himself on the ground next to his brother. Her legs gave out at the sight of Dean in shreds soaked in his own blood, Bobby caught her before she touched the floor, hugging her to him and looking away from the horrible sight of the man he saw as a son.

Dean. Dean... She started to struggle from her father's hold.

Hailey, don't...

She managed to push him away and crawled to his side. He was so pale she wouldn't believe it was him if she hadn't witness his death herself.

Dean, baby... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. She sobbed as she gently brushed his hair with her shaking fingers.

What seemed like hours passed before Bobby reached Hailey and tried to pull her up.

No! I can't- we can't leave him... She panicked.

No one's leaving him honey. Ellen, grab the blanket in my pick up.

Hailey didn't even notice Ellen and Jo hugging each other, while Jo cried, in the corner of the room. Ellen nodded and pulled Jo out of the room with her.

Hailey continued to gently caress Dean's hair while making shushing sounds. She took off her vest and carefully wiped away the blood from his face and kissed his dead, cold lips, breaking down in uncontrollable sobs again.

Ellen arrived with the blanket but Jo wasn't there.

Jo's gonna wait in my car... She can't- she just... she trailed off handing the blanket to Sam.

Sam took the blanket and laid it besides his brother's body.

Hm... Bobby wanna... he gestured to Dean's feet.

Of course, Ellen, wanna take Hailey outside? He asked and she nodded going to Hailey's side.

C'mon sweetie-

No! I can't leave him! I won't.

Okay, let's just give them some room so they can wrap him up okay?

Ellen pried Hailey off of Dean, but her eyes never left him as she was pulled up, away from him. Bobby and Sam lifted the body and gently placed him on the blanket. Both of them wrapped it and covered Dean up.

Without a word Sam kneeled down, picked up his brother and walked out. Bobby went to Hailey and helped Ellen direct a, now dazed, Hailey outside.