"Come on Lana, it's right in front of you. He is cheating on you."
Lana kept her gaze on the blue ceramic mug that was was wrapped in her hand, the warmth a sense of comfort. She moved the mug around in her hands to see the lettering that was etched in white. Two daises whose petals were wrapped around each other. It was a mug that Dean had gotten for her. It was corny and simple, but for him it was a start.
Since moving in with Lana four months ago, Dean had struggled to ease into the normal life. What had once been a life filled with uncertainties, he couldn't seem to keep a routine. Then he landed a job as a mechanic at a local junk yard and seemed to flourish. As he found his niche in the world, he began to blossom. But now that was even slipping away. All the signs were there. She knew Jessica was right, but she just didn't want to voice it. He was coming home late from work with no explanation of where he was. Phone calls would come in at all hours of the night and he would leave the room to answer them and it was always whispered. Being the intellectual one, Lana did some research all the signs pointed to him being unfaithful.
It wasn't hard to know that Jessica did not like Dean, she told Lana when every she saw him. There were things Jessica did not need to know, the fact that Dean was bound for hell was on of them. Jessica kept asking Lana why she stayed with Dean, he only made her cry. But the reason she cried, was because he was going to die. He had promised her a few months back he had given up the hunters life.
Jessica and Lana both knew the profound relationship Dean had with his younger brother. He had chosen him over her once before, Jessica reminded her, what makes you so sure he won't do it again? Lana wanted to scream that he loved her and he would stay with her, but a part of her wasn't so sure anymore. Was she loosing him? That thought terrified her.
"He's not cheating on me." Lana finally mustered up the courage to see the disapproving frown on her friends face.
"Oh come on, Lana." Jessica scoffed as she sat her mug behind her on the counter and walked over to the table and slowly sat down. She reached over and grabbed Lana's hand that wasn't holding the mug "Honey, he up and leaves without notice. He answers his phone in the other room and it's hush hush when he does. Constantly on edge. I think it's time to call the private dick I hired when I got divorced."
"No Jessica!" Lana finally found her voice as she pulled her hand away from hers. "No, he's not cheating. I know it."
"Lana..."
"Just stop Jessica, just stop. I can't take this today, OK? I don't want you putting doubts in my head."
"Lana..."
Lana shook her head and pointed towards the living room that was behind her. "Just leave."
The front door slammed shut and Lana turned from Jessica to see him standing in the doorway, looking beat up. His lip was split and swollen, there was a gash just underneath his right eye that was starting to turn black and blue. His handsome features were streaked with dirt and grime. His eyes flicked over to where Jessica was standing near the stove, a disapproving look on her face, then he looked at Lana. He felt his heart stop as he saw the redness and puffiness of her eyes. She had been crying.
"Call me," Jessica huffed as she past Dean, keeping her cold stare on him.
"Dean...what..what happened to you?"
"Lana..I'm sorry..."
"For what Dean?" Lana let anger over take her fear, he was OK, now it was time to get angry at him. "For leaving like you did? Not even a note to let me know where you were? I've been worried sick, Dean. And...and..I called your work and they said you didn't show up." She felt her bottom lip tremble as she walked up to him and slid her eyes up towards his. "Dean, do you still love me?"
He clenched his jaw as he slid his hand up along her cheek, his fingers wrapped into her hair as he bent his head down and his lips gently caressed hers. "More than anything Lana..but..."
"Don't say it Dean," Lana stepped away from him as she folded her arms across her chest. "Don't tell me you're leaving...again..."
"Dammit Lana!" Dean's husky voice made her jump as he walked up to her again. "Stop listening to Jessica, OK? Everytime she's over here...you start to question us."
"You haven't given me any reason not to!" Lana angirly swiped her hand across her cheek, feeling the wetness on her fingers. "I try to love you Dean, I try so very hard. But, when you do stuff like this..I..." She shook her head and swallowed the words.
"I'm dong this for us Lana. OK? We are so close. So close." He sighed as he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her to him, feeling her stiffen. "Please Lana...we are so close. Then we can be together."
"No Dean," Lana pulled out of his embrace and pointed a finger up at him, her eyes dark with her anger. "It's me..or it's that life...your choice Dean."
Dean flinched as he took a step back and looked at her, his green eyes filled with tears. "I...had come by to say goodbye..."
"Then I guess you've made your choice then, Dean. Goodbye."
"Lana..."He reached for her but she just yanked her hand away from him. He sighed as he heard the back door slam.
It took him ten minutes to fill a bag and when he walked back downstairs, she was still gone. He swallowed the huge lump in his throat and walked outside to see the Impala parked across the street. He dumped the bag in through the open back window and slid into the drivers seat, his hand on the ignition.
"Everything OK?"
Dean turned to look at Sam briefly, his eyes filled with tears than back at the place he had once called a home. "If you talk about her or mention her in anyway, I will break you nose." Dean huffed as he turned over the powerful engine."
Sam looked at his brother, seeing the hurt etched on his face. He understood this was the hardest thing he had to do, but they were almost there. Then, he could go back to her. "O...kay."
Dean nodded and slammed the car into drive as he peeled out of the driveway and he caught a quick glimpse of her standing in the window.