Jenna's story
Chapter 15
Disclaimer ~ I do not own anything belonging to Supernatural or the Winchesters, only Jenna Singer my OC.
The moment he spoke those words she couldn't move. She didn't want to admit that she felt the same as he did, more so due to the moment they both found themselves in. Dean's hands still cradled her head as she practically panted, her lips parted as she watched his face expression. "I've never stopped." It was all she could muster. She felt weak and drained. The man before her just smiled and gently kissed her forehead. "Take your time." he spoke then pulled the shower curtain back, exiting. Jenna pressed her back against the cold tiles and ran her hand into her wet hair, she knew that when she came out of the bathroom all things would change. This would be it. She'd be saying goodbye to a person who was her true soul mate and she wasn't even sure she was able to do it., but she also knew that she had no choice. If she was to live then this was the only way.
Even though the cloths she was wearing were dirty she felt somewhat clean from the shower and her memory of what had happened in there. Opening the door to the motel room she found Dean stood at the window looking out. His gaze impassive but it was the sound of the bathroom door closing that drew his attention to her. Sorrow filled his eyes as he looked at her. "Don't." She said and raised her hand to him, a small smile placed across her lips. "Don't look at me like that Winchester. I'm not dead yet." He frowned at her words. He knew she wasn't dead but it didn't take away the fact that she was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. "I still think Crowley knows something. Knows a way to help and he's gonna sit there and do squat about it." Jenna's brows knitted together as she walked closer to him. "He's a demon Dean. And king of hell at that. Of course he knows something but if this will weaken you and Sam? Then he's not going to think twice about not doing anything." Her shoulders shrugged at him. "Besides, i'm just a distraction in the bigger picture of things." Picking up her jacket she shrugged her arms into it. "Don't say that... your not just a distraction Jen." Ignoring his reaction she reached out and clasped his large hand between her small ones. "Listen to me." Their eyes met. "You gotta look out for Sam now and he's gotta look out for you. I'll be fine, Castiel will take of that. You've got to concentrate on killing Dick Roman for me, yeah?" She nodded her head to him, which in return he responded with a low. "Yeah.. but." " Not buts Dean." Her eyes were bright when she spoke to him and he couldn't help the clenching of his heart as he looked into her brown eyes.
His eyes were drawn from her at the sound coming from outside. "Sammy's back." She could hear the defeat in his voice. Dean was never one to express his feelings, they usually appeared in the shape of drinking. Even now he couldn't say to her what he always wanted to, his way of expression happened in the bathroom not that long ago and she wouldn't make him repeat the words. Hell, she doubted he'd be able to even if he tried. Dean watched Sam exit the car and patiently wait. Leaning his body against the driver door. "I guess we should make a move." She tapped at her watch noting that they were running out of time and the last thing she wanted to do was to start having vision's and hallucinations during their goodbye.
Pulling the motel door open she was greeted with the ultimate puppy dog look. Sam played with the keys he held in his hands. His eyes moving from Dean who stood behind to Jenna. Without saying a word he just pushed himself from the car and brought her into a tight hug filled with so much emotion it hurt to watch. Jenna embraced it. Sam had been such a huge part on her life and they'd grown so close at one point. So close to the point that it nearly ruined their friendship, his relationship with his brother and Jenna's and Dean's. "I don't regret anything." She spoke to him, Sam cupped the back of her head and held her tighter causing Dean to turn back into the motel room. He knew how his younger brother felt towards his estranged wife and although it hurt to see them both like that he couldn't deny Sam of this moment. After all it would be his last time, Dean just hopped that Sam could tell her how he felt instead of hiding it from her.
"I'm sorry I hurt you." Sam spoke into her long hair and kissed gently her temple causing Jenna to shake her head. "You didn't hurt me, Sam. Things were out of your control and I get that." She smiled at him before pulling him back to her for another embrace. She sighed into his chest. "I'm scared." She quietly admitted to him. Holding the tops of her arms Sam pulled her away. "Jen, you wouldn't be human if you weren't scared." He spoke frankly and raised his hand to wipe away a stray tear that was making its way down her cheek. "You won't be in pain. Cas wouldn't allow that. And you have to tell us the moment you start getting ill yeah?" His eyes firm as she nodded her head. "Keep Dean close Sam. I don't know how he'll handle this." They both turned their heads to see the man in question leaving the motel room. Sam pulled her against him again. "I'll never regret it either." He whispered to her causing her to lift her head and smile. "I've got him." He nodded his head in the direction of where his brother now stood.
"We'll take you to the nearest bus station." his voice was husky and low, she wouldn't say it but it looked as if he'd been shedding several tears whilst out of the way. "you don't ha..." She was cut off as he slammed the trunk. "No... its the least we.. Let me do this Jen." He signed out towards the end of the sentence. She nodded her head and lifted one corner of her mouth in an attempt of a smile. None of them could smile. What was there to smile about really? She was going to die at some point all because of some stupid curse and destiny. The brothers had escaped theirs but she was unable to and falling in love was the biggest downfall of her life. As they all go into the car Jenna couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if she had never met Dean. Though she was sure she would have met the man at some point. Her father had been a surrogate for both boys, it was obvious they would eventually meet she just wished it had a different ending. Leaning her head against the cold of the window. She didn't know where she was going or what she was going to do once she got there, all she knew was that she would be out of the game. Gone from hunting to live a normal life. Apple pie as Dean always called it. She smiled wearily at the memory of him saying that one day they would have that. Little did they know that this is where she would be. A ticking time bomb for death.
Sam lent back against the passenger door of the Impala looking on sadly at the exchange which was happening in front of him. He watched as Dean placed his hand within hers and delicately played with her fingers. His head hunched downwards as if afraid to look at her. "You got everything?" His voice was low with all the emotions he was holding back from her. Jenna signed and fragilely smoothed her free hand down his face. "Not really..." She replied causing the elder Winchester to smile and finally lift his head fully to her. "Cas will keep us updated and you know how to get hold of him if its needed right?" He had hold of both her hands now. He needed to know that she knew to get in touch if the inevitable was going to happen. Jenna smiled wearily. "I know and thank you." she got in fast as Dean gave her a weird look and she suddenly hooked her arms around him nearly taking him off balance causing him to stumble backwards a step or two. "Thank you for loving me." She whispered into his ear. He squeezed her in reply. "No chick flicks Singer, you know that." He teased as she laughed into his neck. "You should go." She spoke worriedly as she knew their time was running out and fast. Letting go reluctantly he stepped away from her his features filled with so many emotions and feelings he wouldn't have been able to put it into words even if he had tried. Jenna just nodded she knew him too well and knew what he would say if he was able to but Sam on the other hand was never scared to say what he thought. He brought her close and kissed the side of her head, promising to look after Dean and telling her that she shouldn't worry for them both.
Jenna watched as two of the most stable men in her life got into the black car. No words were said, there wasn't anything left to be said. Sam glanced at her from the window and they turned back to the road. She couldn't help the empty feeling she had in her chest as she watched them get smaller and smaller. For now she was truly alone. Alone in a world full of uncertainty and the knowledge of death which sat happily upon her shoulders. But she knew that however little time she had left she would live it to the fullest, there wasn't any doubt in her mind.
Apologies for the amount of time this has taken me. On a side note this story is nearly finished. Few more chapters left and we're at the end. I don't know about you guys but i'm kinda glad its coming to an end. Review please if you have the time.
Till next time. Toodles!