After the therapist had left Dean walked up the stairs into his bed room and saw Cynthia slipping on her jacket, "What are you doing?"

"I need to get out for a little while. I need to think and plus I want some ice cream." She said with a few tears still in her eyes.

"Can we just try to talk?" Dean asked.

"I don't want to talk to you right now. You acted like a dick so I'm sorry bout not wanting to be in the same room." She said and jerked her purse off the bed.

"So is this how it's going to be?" Dean asked.

"For now yes it is. You took what was supposed to be a happy moment and turned into something bad. Tonight was all about you and how you felt."

"What did you want me to say huh? I told you how I was feeling. She said to open up so hell I opened up and you are still pissed at me! Tell me what you want!" he yelled at her.

"All I wanted was for you to say you were happy. That you were excited that we were going to have a baby but you couldn't do that! I know keeping it from you was wrong but so was you cheating on me. I just wanted you to tell me that everything was going to be ok but I can see it's not so I guess thanks for not lying to me." She said and pushed he way passed him and walked out of the room.

Dean stood there in the bedroom and sighed. Of course he was happy about the baby. He never thought they would have kids any time soon but now that he thought about it he was excited. He loved his wife and couldn't wait to have a son or daughter with her. They still had a long ways to go but he was sure he could fix things. He had time.

Cynthia drove down the dark highway with tears in her eyes. Things were finally becoming clear to her. She still had so much hurt and anger inside her from what Dean had done to her. It was and never was going to be ok. She hoped and prayed they could work things out because they were going to have a baby together but she didn't see that happening. These last few days he has tried to be the man she fell in love with but as soon as he gets upset he flips on her. It made her wonder if these last days were just an act. Was he really sorry? Did he really love her? Was he even happy about the baby? All the questions and more were going through her mind.

She came to a complete stop at the red light and sighed. She knew she was going to have to make a decision. Stay with Dean for the baby and hope that one day he will change and she will forgive him or go on and leave and end the fighting. She loved him with all her heart and soul but she wanted that same love in return. Maybe she was selfish but that's they way she felt.

Cynthia looked up just as the light turned green and took her foot off the break and drove on. She was so lost in thought she didn't see the black F150 speeding towards her at 60 miles an hour. She saw the head light but it was too late. She had no time to react. The truck crashed into the driver's side door and everything went black. The last thing that went through Cynthia's mind was Dean.

*A little over 4 years ago*

Cynthia walked into the house and placed her keys and her purse on the table next to the door, "Dean I'm back." She called out and made her way through the house. This was the first time Jeffery wasn't there to greet her. The house was dark, "Hello?" She called out.

As she walked a little farther she could see a flickering light coming from the dinning room, "Dean are you here?" She asked.

When she entered the dinning room she saw a candle light dinner waiting on her and Dean standing next to the table in a suit with a single red rose in his hands, "I was beginning to think you got lost." He smiled.

"What is all of this?" She asked.

"Just something I have been planning for a few days. Surprised?" He asked as he approached her slowly.

"You could say that." She smiled, "But what the occasion?"

"Can't I just plan a romantic dinner for my sexy girlfriend?" He asked and handed her the rose, "Maybe later I can take you upstairs and show you every spot I find sexy."

"I like it." She said, "But this is so unlike you so I know something else is going on in that head other than sex. You get that all the time."

Dean smiled and cupped her face, "You are truly amazing you know that? I have never met anyone like you in my life and I know I never will. You're it for me." He said and pulled away from her and dropped to one knee.

"Oh god." Cynthia said as her heart began to pound. Dean pulled a blue box from his pocket and opened it up, "oh my God." She said again. Inside the box was the most beautiful square cut diamond she had ever seen in her life.

"Cynthia, will you marry me? If you say yes I promise to love you and give you everything you deserve."

Cynthia was speechless. Tears sprang from her eyes, "Dean...I...are you sure? I mean you don't have to do this."

Dean stood up and took her hand in his, "I want to. I want you all to myself." He said and took the ring out of the box and placed it on her finger, "I know you're going to say yes." He smiled.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"Because you love me as much as I love you."

"It's true." She said and touched his face lightly, "You're it for me too."

Dean smiled and pulled her into a kiss. He meant everything he said. She was it for him.

*Present*

Dean paced back and forth in the living room. He looked up at the clock and it was almost midnight and he was beginning to worry about her. He had to find her.

He grabbed his jacket and keys. Just as he opened the door he saw two police officers standing there, "Can I help you?" Dean asked.

"Dean Winchester?"

"Yeah."

"Sir your wife was in a car accident. She was taken to Memorial hospital about an hour ago." Dean heart dropped when they said that. He had to get to her. If he lost her he would never forgive himself.

"What happened? Who hit her?" Dean asked, trying his best to keep it together but he wanted to know who did this.

"We are not sure who hit her yet. The driver left the scene but we will find out. They ran a red light and so far that is all we know but we will get answers."

"Thanks." Dean said and ran out the door and to his car. All he wanted to know was that his wife was alive.

On the way to the hospital Dean called his parents and Hannah and told them what was going on and everyone rushed to the hospital. They all waited in the waiting room to hear anything. All they knew was that Cynthia was in surgery and right now they didn't know what was going to happen. Sam was trying is best to comfort Hannah while Dean sat off on this side alone. He couldn't help but blame himself for all of this. She had to be ok.

*Oh no! So this chapter is a lot shorter than what you are use to I know but I have a broken wrist so I have to type slow. It really sucks but I promise I am trying. I can only do so much. But I will try to get updates done and thanks to Joyce I was able to get this up today. Ok so please review. There is lots to come. Thanks guys! Also new banner is up :)