I just wanted to thank all my readers. You've been great and I do hope with all my heart that you liked this story. I'm presently working on a sequel because Cain still has a lot of stuff going on in her life and there's going to be more adventures. Thank you all!

Also, some of the locations have been changed but it doesn't really change anything to the story. So don't worry about it.

Epilogue : Vestiges

Cain could remember it like it had just happened. The pain had been unbelievable. Every part of her had been throbbing with a pain that was so brutal and bewildering that she couldn't even scream. But she wanted to so bad. To scream at Sam and Bobby. To beg them to kill her now so that it would be over and she wouldn't have to go through another second of this.

But she couldn't. Cain couldn't do it because she owed it to Dean. She needed to keep going.

Stay alive for Dean, stay alive for…

She couldn't bring herself to think about it. Cain knew Dean was gone and she realised most of the pain she was feeling at that moment wasn't even physical. She was broken and she would never be whole again. A vestige of her old self. Remnants of happier times floating through her mind has she tried to hold on to them. But reality broke through again. He was gone.

Then she had opened her eyes and realised she wasn't at the old Winchester home anymore. Another one of those cheap motel and she wondered for a second if she had been dreaming. But she remembered Lilith and she knew that everything was very real.

Sam and Bobby had later explained to her that she had been unconscious for about twelve hours. She had lost half a day! Sam was distressed. She could see it. He wouldn't cry, barely talked and kept staring at the floor. Bobby's face was red. He had obviously been crying for hours. Both of them seemed exhausted.

When Cain finally spoke, something seemed to have wedged itself in her throat and she choked. ''Where is he?''

A couple of hours later and Sam had driven them to a clearing God knows where. There was a wooden coffin nailed shut. Sam and Bobby put it into a hole in the ground that they had dug while she had been unconscious at the motel.

The funeral, if you could even call it that, had been short. Cain and Bobby had been crying the entire time and when Sam finally broke down, he fell to the ground with Cain at his side.

She couldn't remember how long they had stayed like that but when they finally got up, the sun was setting and Cain took off her lucky scarf and tied it to the wooden cross in the ground and followed the two men out of the clearing.

They were in the motel parking lot when she said goodbye. Saying goodbye to Sam and Bobby had taken a tremendous amount of strength out of her. It was hurting her to leave them but she couldn't stay. Too many memories. She broke down again has she hugged Bobby and he kissed her gently on the cheek.

He backed away. ''I'll give you two some time alone.''

And she found herself alone with Sam. She seemed at a loss for words and so did he. When Sam finally moved it was to reach inside his pocket. He pulled out Dean's amulet and reached behind her to tie it around her neck.

''He would have wanted you to have it.'' He said a hand lingering on her cheek.

Cain threw herself at him. ''I'll miss you.''

''I'll miss you too.''

All of this seemed so long ago but every detail was clear in her mind. It had been 4 months and she hadn't seen them again. She did go back once a month to his grave but nothing more. It was always the same. The wooden cross, her scarf tied to it, the trees surrounding her and the silence always felt as heavy. Every time she went to visit his grave she'd think back on that day months ago when he had said he needed to talk to her.

''Dean?'' She was very worried at this point. He hadn't said a single word and Cain felt that if he didn't in the next 10 seconds, she might start to cry. ''I have something to tell you too. I…''

''No.'' he cut her. ''I need to tell you something. I should have told you sooner and I'm sorry about that but…'' he looked her in the eyes and finished ''I couldn't.''

Oh how she wished she could have told him her secret that day. Maybe it would have changed the outcome of everything. Maybe not. It was something she had to live with. It was something that would stay with her for her entire life and longer after that.

THE END (or beginning)

Well… here we are. It's the first story I finish and it's a very sentimental moment for me. I hate writing ''the end'' after I write a story. It makes it seem so…absolute and final. Lol!

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