Title: Leaving Town Alive
Author: crimsonredmagic
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Supernatural
Prompt: Writers Choice
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam Winchester/Haley James (Scott)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 690
Warnings: None

Her bags were packed waiting at the door, she'd called her Uncle and her sister and told them to expect her within the next day or so and now all she had to do was wait for Sam to return from wherever it was he'd gone off to.

She'd thought about just leaving him a note, sparing herself the pain of having to walk out the door with him looking on after her, but a 'Dear John' letter seemed like too big of an insult to the memory of what they once were.

It was hard to believe that almost three months ago the thought of leaving him had never even entered into her head. Times hadn't always been easy but there'd been hope and love so when things got tough they were there to cling onto.

Dean's death had been so hard on all of them, they'd fought so strongly to get him out of his deal but in the end they'd failed. Brooke near fell to pieces and Bobby was in so much pain but Sam, he became switched off like some sort of robot mechanically making his way through life with no feeling, no emotion.

When he'd left Bobby's two weeks after burying Dean, Haley had felt she'd had no choice but to go with him. She'd hated leaving behind her grieving sister and uncle but the idea of Sam being alone the way he was scared everything out of her.

But now months of waiting in dark hotel rooms without a clue where he was or if he were even alive for days on end, thousands of tears shed argument after argument, every single battle she'd fought to get him to open up and feel anything had finally taken its toll and she was now giving up.

She'd finally faced up to what she'd been unwilling to see, Sam was different, darker, dangerous even, he was starting to scare her and she needed to leave.

She heard the rattle as a key was placed into the lock of the motel room door, straightening her shoulders she prepared to break her own heart.

He walks into the room and his eyes fall on her figure sitting upright on the edge of the bed. She sees the exact moment understanding dawns in his eyes, watches as his brown orbs flick down to her suitcases by the door and then back up to meet with her own.

"You're leaving, just like that?"

For a second she thinks that maybe she doesn't have to leave, that the slight crack in his voice might mean she's gotten through to him, but his face is hardened and as he walks further into the room and throws his coat over a dining room chair she can see his eyes are too.

"I don't know what else to do, you're not you anymore" she's well aware of how utterly defeated she sounds "ever since Dean…" she can't bring herself to finish that sentence at least not out loud "Ever since that night you've been different, You spend all your time with Ruby, you're constantly on edge, you barely even acknowledge my existence. You don't want me here and I…" her voice becomes heady with unshed tears, tears she refuses to shed until she's safely out of his sight line "I don't want to be here"

She's not too proud to admit that if he asked her to stay she would, if he'd give her just some minute indication that he needed her, loved her still she'd call Bobby and Brooke and tell them she'd made a mistake.

But he doesn't, he just continues to look at her, his face giving away nothing.

She stands up and walks to the door, picks up her cases and turns the handle before she turns back toward him "Goodbye" she whispers before taking the final steep out of the room and closing the door behind her.

Tears begin streaming down her face and a sob escapes her throat as she whispers "I love you" to the closed wooden door and then turns and heads to the bus stop.