Thank you for all your reviews!! Here's chapter 3! Enjoy!!

Disclaimer: I dont own supernatural, but Colby and plot.

"Diane was a fighter when we were growing up. She always fought my battles and was a believer in faith." Carole Carry smiled as she addressed the audience. "She wore her heart on her sleeve and wasn't afraid to face hard times. And when she found out that she had breast cancer, she made a decision and once she did, she stood by it."

A slight drizzle of rain had started to fall as though God was weeping for the death of a young woman and Mother, who would never get to see her son grow up or laugh with her friends again. Dean Winchester cradled his son close to him as he, family, and friends listened to Diane's sister speak great words of her older sister.

"Yes, this is a sad time. But it also a time to be joyful and grateful, for Diane gave birth to her son. A boy, who Diane shall live in everyday." Carole made direct contact with Dean and smiled before he nodded slightly and gave a short smile. Dean knew that Diane would live in Colby and forevermore and this seemed to ease the pain just a bit more.

Carole took the red rose she had been holding and stepped off the podium before walking over to the dark brown casket and lying the rose so ever gently on top of the casket. Dressed in black, family and friends stood from where they sat and began to walk towards the casket in a line. Colby let out a soft whimper as Dean walked up to the casket as the rest left.

"I won't forget you." Dean whispered softly. "And Colby will know everything about you. It'll be like he already knew you." He gently took the red rose he had been holding and softly laid it on the top of the others.

After a few 'take cares' and 'thank you for coming', Dean was on his way back to the Impala, ready to get out of here. It was such a sad place to be. Funeral's always were to him. After strapping Colby into his car seat, Dean went to get into the driver's seat before he saw Carole running over to him before reaching him.

"I just thought that Diane might want you to have this." She said as she handed him a tape. "We found this in her radio the night she past."

"Thank you." Dean smiled before Carole gave him a quick hug and goodbye to Colby. Dean watched her walk away before opening the driver's door and getting in. Starting the car, Dean took the tape out of its case and pushed it into the slot. I Will Remember You by Sarah McLachlan began to play as Dean stopped and just rested his hands on the wheel and listened in silence.

"What's your name, handsome?"

"Dean, and…"

"Diane Carry." The sultry voice told him. "Now, that we've greeted, mind buying me a drink?"

A smile tugged at the corner of Dean's lips.

"Diane, I hunt things that nobody can even imagine."

"And I don't care! I don't care what you hunt, Dean! I just want you!"

Their lips connected in fierceness as a spark was lit between them. His hands held her head, running through her luxurious curls as he took in everything about her. Lifting her into the air as she wrapped her smooth legs around his waist, Dean carried over to the bed and gently laid her onto the quilted blanket.

Dean smiled as he put the car into reverse and started to pull out of the parking lot and onto the highway.

"I will remember you, Dean. But will you remember me?"

"Yeah, always."