The next day Jane was helping her mother with her luggage which was half of her wardrobe, when she herself only had what she was wearing. She borrowed a few pieces of clothing from her mother. Her thoughts wandered from the events that have occurred in the past like week, to Dean. She smiled as she pulled the shirt over her head. She didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to put Dean and Sam in danger because of what happened a long time ago. She took the suitcase down the stairs and put it on the porch. She looked out at the road at Deans impala. She sighed and walked back into the house.
Dean was driving his in the driver's seat with Sam in the passenger seat. Marty was in the back on his side and Jane was on the other side. Dean looked in the rear view mirror glancing at Jane. She was looking out the window completely oblivious to anyone else in the car. He was driving them to the bus station. They were going to Illinois to a hide out for a while. Dean turned back at the road. Everyone was in silence. Dean didn't want to leave Jane. He would always be worried if she was okay, or even alive. His dad, Barb, and Jane's mom were in the car in front of them.
This is ridiculous! Why did they have to go to Illinois? Why couldn't they just go with us? He thought to himself. He couldn't understand why they just couldn't go with them because he knew for sure that they would be protected and he would know they would be safe. Sometimes he hated how complicated his life really was. There were so many times he wish he could just stay in one place instead always on the go. He wanted that cozy home feeling. But that wasn't his life and probably never would be. Ever.
They pulled up to the station. Dean turned off the car as Sam opened the door and pulled his seat forward. Dean watched him hold out his hand to Jane as she took Sam's hand and smiled real quickly only to have it fade. He waited for Marty and helped her out. Dean opened his door and closed it with a slam. Sam, Jane, and Marty all looked at him, but didn't say anything. John, Barb and Christine also noticed it but also didn't say anything. Dean took his car keys and unlocked his trunk. Sam walked around to where he was to help him with the girl's things. They would take them out and set them down on the ground going for another suitcase. Jane, Marty, Barb, and Christine all went into the station to handle things with the tickets. John came up beside and placed a hand on Dean's shoulder as he placed the last suitcase on the ground. Dean didn't look at his father or Sam. He placed his hands on the back of the impala once he shut the trunk. He simply picked up two suit case and walked towards the station.
He didn't understand how Sam was just willing to let Marty just leave. Dean had never felt this way about anyone. He wasn't sure he wanted to let it go. He felt whole and he could tell her anything. He brought the suitcases out the other door where he saw Jane, Marty, Barb and Christine standing there with a few other people. They began to board as John and Sam came behind him with the rest of the suitcases. Every hugged everyone, except Dean who stood back.

Jane hugged Sam thanking him for helping her and Marty. He nodded and went over to Marty. Jane smiled and looked around for one person in particular. She noticed him leaning against a random pillar. She walked across the platform towards him. When he noticed she was walking over to him he straightened up from his leaning position. She stopped about a foot from him. They stared at each other. Both wanting to say something but nothing would seem to make this whole situation any better. She walked up to him and hugged him. He hugged her back just as tight. She could feel his warmth and he could feel her hair on his neck. She closed her eye as a few tears began to fall. She leaned her head on his shoulder and faced the side of his face.
"Don't die on me Dean Winchester. I want to see you when all this is done."
She said as he loosened his grip a little so he could look at her. He kissed her lightly on the lips tightening his grip once again lifting her up off the ground. They stayed like that for about 1 more minute until they pulled apart. They stood there as she smiled. Dean couldn't bring himself to smile. She grabbed his hand and they walk toward the bus so she could board. The rest of them were just getting on. When they got closer Dean stopped her before she stepped on the bus. He leaned down and kissed her on the fore head. This made more tears come flowing down Janes face as she closed her eyes again. They gave each other one last hug as she walked on the bus. The doors closed and Dean stepped back to where Sam and his dad were standing. Dean could see Jane walk down the aisles to the back where the rest were. She sat at the window seat and looked out the window at Dean, Sam, and John. She smiled as the bus began to pull away and gave a little wave to them. Sam was the only one to wave. John looked at his sons. He turned to walk back into the station as he put a hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam turned around to walk back in with him. Dean stood watching the bus fade into the distance. Being with her for those last few minutes didn't make him feel any better. It made him feel worse. He felt like he had just lost the best damn thing he had. He gave a sigh as he turned back to walk into the station to continue their journey with his brother and father.
THE END.