The next day, the chief had gotten so fed up with Katie that he'd forced me to be on her case, since I was the best friend and she had apparently requested my service. Thing was, it was really just the worst possible thing that could happen to me. When I had gotten there, the room was full of wedding catalogs and pictures and phone numbers of people to call. It was like bridezilla had thrown up all over Katie's room.

I was nervous about Dean though. He was supposed to be coming soon and I really needed to go meet him. Fact is, I couldn't tell Katie that I had to go because she didn't know that I was seeing him today. No one knew. I could always fake a page but Katie knew better than that and she knew me too well to know that I was up to something.

~Dean's POV~

The minute I got into the hospital, it all started coming back to me. I had tried to let Jennie go and had been successful. I had even started seeing someone again and would stop in every now and then but the minute I got a call from Jennie last night, that was it for me.

I stood in the elevator. My palms were getting sweaty and I could feel my heart beating faster, "Man up, Dean! Stop being such a girl!"

I took a deep breath and stepped off of the elevator. I didn't know where she'd be so I went right to the nurses' station, "Hey, I'm looking for Jennie."

The nurse shot me a confused look. "Jennie Montgomery. Dr. Montgomery, sorry, I'm not really used to this."

"Oh, right. She should be on the third floor with... Capshaw, room 325," the nurse replied.

"Thanks," I said. Damn it. The anticipation was killing me. I got back into the elevator. Well, here was the moment of truth.

~End Dean's POV~

"Come on, Jennie! You have to at least let me see the dress. I just had surgery! Grant a girl her last dying wishes," Katie begged.

"Katie, you're not dying!" I exclaimed through the bathroom door.

"Yeah well I am forced to sit in bed for forever because I had my stupid appendix taken out and I may just off myself. I think I might go crazy from sitting here! You may have to admit me to the psych ward. Please, I just want to see the dress," Katie said.

"Katie, what happened to a small wedding? Daniel and I don't want anything extravagant. We just want a small wedding with like… the minimum amount of people. When I let you plan this I thought you'd be able to stick with small wedding," I said.

"I couldn't help myself, okay? Now just let me see the dress!" Katie demanded.

I sighed, "Fine, but no pictures." I came outside of the bathroom and showed Katie the dress. Her eyes widened and she looked so happy. She pulled out her phone so that she could take a picture. "Katie, I said no pictures! What happened to that? Oh God..." My shoulders slumped and I glared at her.

"I know but oh Jen, you're going to make such a beautiful bride," she smiled, happily.

"Jesus," I swore under my breath.

"Aw, I love weddings," Katie squealed.

"Yes, I can tell," I replied, dryly.

"Now turn around," she ordered. I glared at her before unenthusiastically turning around in the wedding gown.

"Tada!" I said, unenthusiastically.

"Try not to sound too excited, Jennie," Katie chuckled, rolling her eyes at me. It wasn't that I was getting cold feet

"Hey is- oh I'm sorry should I could back later?" I heard a voice ask. Just then, I turned to the doorway only to see me ex boyfriend and love of my life, Dean Winchester. It seemed like the sight of me had practically paralyzed him. I got those all too familiar butterflies again. I swallowed hard.

"Dean, hi, let me just change out of this quickly and-," I started.

"No, it's fine. You know what, maybe this wasn't such a great idea," Dean said, beginning to close the door. I couldn't detect the tone in his voice, but he seemed angry, hurt, and maybe a mix of the two.

"Dean, wait!" I exclaimed, but he had already shut the door and I could see him making his way across the floor to the elevator.

I exchanged apologetic glances with Katie and she looked at me, gaping and confused. I picked up the skirt of the wedding dress and ran after Dean. I knew that I was getting strange glances from other people seeing that I was in a huge wedding dress. The elevator doors were about to close but I stuck my hand in, forcing the doors to reopen. Dean looked away as I got into the elevator. He was sulking, just great! He hit the button to go down to the ground floor and the elevator started moving. He looked really pissed off so I pulled the stop button so that the elevator would stop moving. I needed to talk to him about this. The elevator alarm bell that sounded when the elevator stopped rang out but it wouldn't stop us from talking.

"I didn't want you to find out this way," I finally said. I felt so bad and I wanted him to know that I was sorry.

"Congratulations, Jennie," Dean mumbled bitterly.

"I thought you said you were seeing someone! I heard her on the phone with you," I exclaimed. Thinking about hearing the other woman on the phone with Dean cut like a knife.

"Barely since I'm always on the road. Besides, that's different. You're getting married," Dean said.

"I know, I wanted to tell you but-," I started, desperate to explain to him.

"It was a year, Jennie!" Dean exclaimed.

"Look, Dean, I'm not sorry that I'm about to get married but I'm sorry you had to find out this way," I said.

He sighed, "We were going to wait."

"Dean, I know, but I never expected this to happen. Besides, I had no idea what to expect when I got back. How was I supposed to know that you were going to wait for me?" I asked, annoyed.

"Because I love- loved you," Dean said, he took a breath and paused to correct himself.

"How was I supposed to know if you'd- you'd still even be alive! I didn't even know I was coming back after a year. I thought I'd stay longer and… it all just kind of happened. I'm sorry, I know it sounds like I'm making excuses," I explained.

He sighed, "I mean, we knew this day would come soon. We really do suck at this whole timing, huh?"

"Yeah, we really do," I said, chuckling a little. "Now will you let me give you the full story? I mean, can we talk now?"

Dean sighed, "Yeah, we probably should." He laughed a little and we exchanged glances. I had missed that smile.

I nodded, "Okay let me just change out of this dress. I look ridiculous."

He chuckled, "Okay."

After changing back into my scrubs, Dean and I stayed in the residents' lounge. I made some coffee and the two of us just talked.

"So tell me about her," I started.

"Oh right. Um, her name's Lisa. She's beautiful and sweet. She understands the whole hunting which is always a plus. And uh, she had a kid, Ben, he's not mine but I'm kind of like a father to him I guess. I don't get to be around them much though. Sammy and I are still fighting the apocalypse so I stop in every now and then, kind of like what I did with you," Dean said.

I forced a smile, "That's good. I'm happy for you."

"Yeah it's good being with them," Dean said.

"That's good," I said back. "Wow, so the apocalypse. I've never heard you talk like that before."

"It's a long story," Dean sighed.

I chuckled, "Everything's a long story with you." Dean looked over at me and our eyes met. There was definitely a lot still there. I could feel the chemistry but it wasn't our time anymore. I had said that to Dean when we had first started getting to know each other. Ah, this stupid déjà vu feeling.

"Things have gotten more serious for Sam and I with hunting and everything but I really don't want you to worry about it. How was the jungle?" he asked. Usually, I would've protested but I think it was Dean and I's way of starting to let go.

"Amazing, really. I didn't think I'd learn so much but I did," I replied. "I miss it though. It was beautiful and this is… well… industrial."

The two of us laughed, "And the fiancé… he's good to you?"

"He's a trauma surgeon," I started.

Dean laughed, "Well is there anything else you like about him?"

I laughed too, "I really love him, Dean. And I mean, to be honest, there's probably always going to be a part of me that loves you but right now I need to let go. Daniel deserves much more than I'm giving him. I mean, ever since I got back, I've thought about you and I just, I wanted to see you because I wanted, need to let you go."

Dean nodded, "If it's what you want."

"And it is," I replied.

"Then okay. God, our timing really does suck, huh?" he asked. I nodded, fighting back tears. This was really goodbye and I hated that fact.

"Um, I have something for you, actually," I said, clearing my throat and getting up. I went to my locker and opened it, pulling out a black box you'd usually keep index cards of recipes or something in. I handed it to Dean.

"I wrote to you in South America for a while. I never had the strength send them but it sounds like you have something great going for you and I really don't want to mess that up for you. And here, I've got something really great going for me and I just, what I realize now is that you'll always have a part of me but I can't screw this up," I said, nervously. I knew that we were getting closer and closer to goodbye and that scared me. Would I ever see him again?

He opened the box, "No don't read them now! That would be… embarrassing."

Dean chuckled, "Alright."

"So um, I should get back to work. Plus I'll have to explain this to Katie. She didn't even know that you were coming. I didn't really tell anyone that I called you," I replied. I then leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. As I pulled away, he pulled me back in for a real kiss. The kiss was everything I wanted in a kiss. There were just… fireworks but I pulled away. "Take care and uh, tell Sam I said hi. You two better be careful, okay?"

"Yeah," Dean replied.

And then the two of us just stood there and stared at each other. No one moved. We had two choices. We could either say goodbye for good or hurt the people that loved us the most. And we both knew what we had to pick. I swallowed hard.

"Bye, Dean," I said.

"Bye, Jennie," he said back.

I watched as Dean left the residents' lounge and I knew that he was leaving for good. I fought back tears but sooner or later gave in. I took a deep breath, calming myself and then told myself that the kiss we shared was just goodbye.

I had gotten home earlier than Daniel and had instantly crashed. I was exhausted and needed sleep, especially after my meeting with Dean again. Our kiss was just goodbye and it meant nothing else so why did it feel like it did?

"Hey, sleepyhead. Oh sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep," Daniel said.

"Mine was good, how about yours? I heard you rocked your surgery today," I mumbled, sleepily. I felt Daniel's arms wrap around my waist and instantly felt a feeling of warmth, happiness and security.

He chuckled, "It was great. I've missed being in a real OR. But go to sleep, we'll talk tomorrow."

"Mkay. I love you, baby," I said.

"I love you too," he replied.

And right then, I knew this was where I needed to be, with Daniel. I loved Daniel and Daniel loved me. It was as simple as that. And no past love or skeletons in my closet could change that.

The End

Author's Note: Okay, so this is the end of the first part. I do have a sequel ready and will post it soon. Would you read a sequel if I posted one? I know the end is pretty depressing and I apologize but you'll just have to wait for a sequel!