Hey guys this is the final chapter of Almost. Thanks sooooo much for everyone who stuck with this story even though it took forever to get out. I really hope you enjoy it. I already have a sequel in the works. You'll understand after you read.
The next morning came all too quickly for Abigail. It didn't help that she hadn't actually fallen asleep until well after 4 AM. Rolling away from the wall next to her bed, she turned to see Dean sitting in her desk chair watching her. "Hey." He said cheerfully.
"Have you been here all night?" Abigail said wiping the sleep out of her eyes. Thankful that she was still dressed in her clothes from last night rather than her pajamas, although it didn't matter since he'd seen her in the shower.
"Nope, about 10 minutes." He said moving to sit next to her on the bed. Dean thoughtfully pushed a strand of hair behind her ear before speaking again. "I thought we should talk."
"Yea, I don't want to talk about last night anymore. It was scary and weird but it's over. Thanks to you." She said timidly scooting closer to him so she had a leg draped over his lap.
Dean smiled awkwardly. The words dying on his tongue before he could even begin to say them. He had intended on coming up here to tell her that he and Sam would be leaving town the next day. Sam being a good worker bee had called Bobby last night letting him know that they were finished with the job. And Bobby of course had more work for them to do. They were due in Kentucky in the next few days, which meant leaving Abigail behind. Dean was used to leaving people behind, he had been doing it his whole life. But all it took was one look from this girl and all thoughts of saving the world went right out the window.
"You're leaving aren't you?" Abigail asked drawing his attention back from his distant thoughts. Dean lifted his eyes to look into hers seeing the rim of tears threatening to force they're way through.
"We're leaving later tonight." Dean said. "But we have the whole day. I know it's not a lot of time but, it's what it is."
"Okay." Abigail agreed quickly. "Give me like 20 minutes to shower and change and then I'm all yours." She jumped off the bed making her way quickly to the bathroom. Dean lay back on her bed trying to rationalize how he was going to make it through the day. He knew he was going to say goodbye to her and more than likely not look back. That's just the way things were in his life. Attachments made you weak. It was better that he disappear in the night without the prolonged goodbye and the false promises of a return. Abigail bounced back into the room dressed in a towel, water droplets clinging to her skin.
"I'll just get out of your way, I'll let Sam know where taking off and meet you downstairs?" Dean said excusing himself. He made his way down the stairs and back into his room for the last 3 and a half months. "Abigail and I are taking off for the day. Be ready to leave bright and early."
"Dean why are we even still here? Can't you just say goodbye and we can get on the road?" Sam asked annoyed. "Why is this any different?"
"Because I actually care about this girl." Dean said loudly. It was something that Sam knew but he didn't realize that Dean had actually figured it out as well. "Just figures the first time I actually have feelings for a girl she's ten years younger than me. I realize that it's a messed up situation, but let's face it Sam. We're messed up people. Just give me one day of normalcy?"
"Have a nice day man." Sam finally said as his sign off. Dean smiled quickly before grabbing his leather jacket off a chair and heading downstairs where Abigail was waiting in the kitchen with Eva.
"You two have a nice day." Eva smiled before leaving the two alone. Abigail stood for the table making her way over towards Dean.
"So what do you want to do today?" Dean asked taking Abigail's hands in his.
"I have a few idea's." Abigail smirked leaning into Dean's body. He wrapping his arms around her body while Abigail kissed him softly on the cheek. "And for starters it involves me driving your car." She said placing her hand in his jacket pocket and swiftly taking the keys and making a run for the door. Dean quickly followed and after much arguing and a kiss Dean reluctantly let Abigail drive his prized possession.
They soon found themselves out by the shack that Abigail had once shown to Dean on their long walks around town. "So have I ever told you what I wanted to do with this place?" She said walking through the small shack. Taking in the small couch pushed in the corner and the crocked pictures frames still on the walls.
"What?"
"I want to buy this place, fix it up and move in here. As much as I want to get out of Andover I don't think I can actually leave Eva. Not after all she has done for me. No one's been out here in years. This was my hangout spot when I was younger. My friends and I would have sleepover's in here, meet our boyfriends ridiculously late, and just make out in here for hours." Abigail told Dean, letting nostalgia kick in. "What about you. What do you want to do after this?"
"Well I'm going to get in my car and drive to Kentucky and do my job. That's about as far ahead as I have planned out. With the work that Sam and I do there really isn't much good that comes out of planning for the future." Dean told her sadly.
"Why is it your job Dean? Why do you and Sam have to give up everything to do this? You're not supposed to be happy or live your lives?" Abigail complained.
"Abigail if Sam and I didn't do this all the people we rescued would be dead. Those two other waitresses, you. Giving up a normal life is more than worth it. And I can't stop until I find the thing that killed my Mom and Dad. That's how this whole thing started, and that's when it will be finished."
Abigail couldn't bring herself to look at Dean. She had been hopelessly looking for the answer, 'I would rush back here and be with you' but she knew that it wasn't much of an option. "This was supposed to be a happy day. I'm sorry for even bringing up stuff like that" she apologized.
"Yea let's focus on today. Where too next?"
"Who said we were done here?" Abigail said moving to stand directly in front of him. She slowly slides her hands up his chest under the front of his jacket pushing it off his shoulders and unto the floor. "Like I told you, one of my favorite childhood memories was bringing boys in here and doing things and I'm sure my dad and Gran would not approve of." Abigail took another bold step closing all distance between her and Dean. Gently placing a hand on his cheek she looked longingly into his eyes letting him make the next move.
Dean stared at her for a split second, before leaning into to kiss her. The kiss started out gentle but as Abigail quickly responded Dean felt what little self-control and resolve he had slip away, leaving them in uncharted territory. Dean pushed one hand into her hair, the other around her waist pulling her closer if that was even possible.
Without breaking the kiss Abigail maneuvered them back to where the couch was; only breaking the kiss to push Dean on the couch forcing him to lie down. Smirking at her forcefulness Dean quickly flipped her over so her body was pinned hard underneath his, all the while attacking her mouth as if it was the last kiss he would ever have. Dean leaned back a moment eliciting a groan of protest from Abigail which only spurred Dean's want for her on more. Abigail reached between their bodies lifting Dean's shirt over his head and onto the floor next to the couch, hers soon followed.
The kissing continued until Abigail's hands traveled down Dean's body to the button on his jeans. The sound of Abigail dragging down the zipper was enough to bring Dean out of his lust induced haze and back to the reality of the situation. "Abigail-" Dean groaned out, his voice filled with conflict.
"Dean don't make me stop." Abigail returned she had brought her hand back to his hip almost trying to hold him in place. "I'm not drunk this time. I haven't been around any tequila. I want this, I want you."
Tenderly brushing her hair away from her face; "You have no idea how badly I want you too." Dean said planting a small kiss on her lips.
"Then what's the problem?"
Dean sat up untangling himself from Abigail's limbs, helping her into a seated position. "This isn't right. And before you get all indignant let me explain." After waiting to see if she would listen Dean continued. "I care about you."
"I care about you too-"
"You don't get it. I've told you all along that I'm not the boyfriend type of guy. Girls to me have just been fun, and sex and nothing else. But I look at you and it's so much more than that. But if we do this, if we have sex here in this shack on this dirty old couch, that makes this no different than all the other girls I've slept with. And you mean something to me, more to me than wanting to just do this here. If and when we do, it needs to be special, and more than this."
The two sat staring at each other awkwardly before Abigail moved closer to Dean, she slowly lowered her hand to his jeans carefully pulling the zipper up and buttoning his jeans before moving to kiss him fully on the lips. "We should probably get out of here then, huh?" She asked a smile gracing her lips.
"In a minute. Just because we aren't going to have sex doesn't mean I can kiss you." Dean replied pulling her into his lap gently kissing her running his fingers softly over her cheeks. "God you're beautiful." Abigail finished the kiss and lowered her head to rest on his chest by the crock of his neck, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. "This is perfect right here."
After a few more hours of making out, talking and cuddling they finally left the shack and made there way back to the boarding house. After eating a quick lunch with the rest of the guest they went to Abigail's room for the rest of the evening. After spending time taking pictures of each other with Abigail's camera they settled in watching "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest", it was halfway through when Abigail brought up the question Dean had been dreading.
"Dean am I ever going to see you again?" Abigail asked lifting her head from its position on Dean's chest.
"I can't answer that. I want more than anything to rush back here and never leave, but I honestly don't know what's going to happen. Where our job is going to lead us, it's not really up to us. But if I get a choice in the matter I'll be back. As soon as I can." Dean hoped that satisfy her but he knew it never could. Forcing her to sit up with him Dean reached across to his right hand removing the silver ring around his fourth finger. "I want you to hold on to this." He placed it in her hand. "I received it a really long time ago after one of my first solo hunts; I want you to hold onto it for me. As a promise that I will do everything in my power to make it back here. Back to you."
As they sat back an relaxed to watch the rest of the movie sleep finally overtook Abigail, giving Dean the perfect opportunity to sneak down to his room and pack up his stuff. "You're back already?" Sam asked opening one of the dresser drawers.
"Abigail's upstairs sleeping, I figured I should come pack up while I can. We'll leave tonight, after dinner. We might as well just rip the band aide off and get this over with." Dean said shoving his clothes into his army duffle bag. "Is this what it feels like?"
"What feels like." Sam asked sitting next to his brother on the bed.
"Falling for someone, it's like a total loss of control, and then all of a sudden it feels like your heart is in a vice grip?"
"Pretty much." Sam said gaining understand that this was the first time Dean had really felt for a girl. Although they had both been raised the same way it seemed their lives had taken two completely different paths in terms of women. "Go spend some time with you girl. We'll leave when your ready, or morning whichever comes first."
Dean headed back up the stairs to find Abigail still peacefully sleeping. It had been a crazy couple of days and she deserved to sleep. Moving to her computer Dean quickly pulled up a word document and began typing. He wasn't very good at expressing his feelings but at least he could type them out……
Abigail woke to find her room empty. Quickly moving to the window she saw that the Impala was still safely parked on the street which meant they hadn't left yet. Quickly making her way down the stairs she found Sam and Dean sitting in the dinning room with Eva and the other guest eating dinner.
"It's about time you woke up child." Eva laughed beginning to fix a plate of food for her. "Sit, eat."
"Sorry, I've just been really tired lately." Abigail apologized, taking a seat next to Dean.
"Sam and Dean will be leaving soon after dinner so I thought I'd go all out. There's a peach cobbler waiting in the kitchen for desert." Eva explained. A pained expression crossed Abigail's face as she looked from Sam to Dean, Dean refusing to look back at her.
Dinner was fairly uneventful, after the cobbler Eva said her goodbye to the boys taking extra time to whisper into Dean's ear causing him to smile fondly at the older woman before enveloping her in a tight hug.
"I'll wait at the car." Sam said giving the two time to say goodbye. "Take care Ab," Abigail hugged him before letting him go taking a step towards Dean.
"I have something for you in my room." Abigail said rushing up the stairs and grabbing a black binder off her shelf. "Here, it's pictures of us and the town, from our walks from just everything. Consider it a memory of home." She smiled, the tears starting to run down her cheeks.
"You have my ring, and my heart." Dean said holding the girl in his arms. "I don't know when, but I promise if it's up to me I'll be back as soon as I can."
"I'm going to miss you Dean." Abigail cried holding Dean unable to let him go.
"I'll miss you too." Dean said kissing her fully on the lips. The kiss only lasted a few moments but it had more passion, desire and want than any of there other kisses combined. "You have my number, call for anything." All she could do was nod in understanding, the words no more forming at her throat. "I left you a note on your computer, read it in about 20 minutes." Dean turned and moved closer to the door turning over his shoulder to give her his patent smirk before exiting the house. It took all of Abigail's self control to stay standing in the house and not beg him to stay, not run out for one last kiss. Taking a few steady steps she stood on the porch and watched Dean get into the passenger door of the car.
"Let's go Sammy." Dean said putting on his sun glasses on slouching down in his seat. "Wake me when we get to Kentucky." It was only a few moments before Sam looked back at the house seeing Abigail standing on the porch waiting for there departure. With one last glance he pulled away from the curb and away from Andover.
Dean soon found himself staring at the black binder opening to see a smiling picture of himself and Abigail taken the night they played pool. Quickly closing the binder Dean lay back letting himself fall into a fitful sleep, with pleasant dreams of a life with his girl and without any demons.
Abigail waited until she couldn't see the car anymore before breaking down into tears. She was thankful that Eva had retired to her room letting her cry to herself. After calming down she quickly made her way up the stairs to find the note Dean had left her.
Turning on the computer she quickly found the word document tagged on her desktop. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for whatever she found.
Abigail-
If you're reading this than Sam and I have already left for our next hunt. I'm currently watching you sleep, you look so peaceful, but I know if you're reading this letter the smile from your face is gone and it's my fault. I'm so sorry for letting myself get attached but I wouldn't have it any other way. In the short time that I've spent with you I've felt more normal than I have the other 26 years of my life. And I cant promise you that I'll ever be back but I hope to be back soon. After all that we have been through with this demon killing my parents and yours I cant think of anything else right now excepting killing this evil son of a bitch and calling it quits for the day. I don't know what's going to happen in the near future or even if you'll remember me if we make it back to Andover. But I have a few simple requests for you. Number 1: Graduate from high school, you only have a few months left and it wont be that bad. Number 2: Hold of on any late night walks and sneaking out of your house. Now that you know bad things exist you're more vulnerable to them. Number 3: Make the move on fix up the shack, Eva will understand you wanting to get out of the house. It's not a snub it's part of becoming an adult. And finally Number 4: if in the event that some amazing guy comes around. Someone that makes you happy, and make you laugh and can take care of you comes around go for it. Don't hold back just because you are waiting for me. You're young and you deserve to have fun and make mistakes. But always remember that I'm only a phone call away if you ever need me.
I know this sounds like I'm writing out a will, but I just want you to enjoy life. You never know what's going to happen the next day and we both know how quickly things can change. Meeting you was almost a perfect moment. If only I was a few years younger or you older, and if only I didn't live the life I have to live. We almost had it. But I know one day you'll get it. And it'll be perfect.
You'll be in my thoughts, take care.
Dean
Abigail moved over to her bed. The place where she had been sitting with Dean only a few short hours ago. She could almost smell him still on her pillow. Closing her eyes she let his scent wash over her and tried to remember the feel of his arms around her. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the ring Dean had given her and then a silver chain. Carefully sliding the ring onto the chain she then fastened it around her neck, where it would stay until Dean came and asked for it back.
It wasn't a perfect solution or even a perfect thought but it was almost right. And that's all she could focus on right now. What if's and might have been's.
Her almost happy ending.
For those of you upset that I didn't end the story with Abigail and Dean together, factor in all of these reasons; Dean is 10 years older than Abigail who is sitll underage, to follow with the show, I wrote this after John's death but Sam and Dean still haven't killed the yellow-eyed demon, and I want to put in Dean's 1 year deal. I'm working on a sequel and takes back at the end of the second season. I will hopefully have the first chapter posted soon. I want to write a large part of it before starting to post. Hopefully you all enjoyed the story and watch out for the sequel!
Thanks!