Dean studied his reflection in the mirror. Ten o'clock. Two hours left and he had to start by leaving her. At least they had the chance to make love, if nothing else they'd made time for that. She'd been trying all day not to cry and she finally broke down, he offered her the water to calm her nerves. You want a bottled water or something? Casual, like he'd done a hundred times and she never suspected a thing. He felt like shit.
He walked back into the room and saw her rubbing her temple; she wasn't going to last long. She yawned and noticed him standing there.
"I don't know why I'm so tired, I made sure to…"
Dean didn't look at her when she stopped and that may have given him away more than anything.
"Dean you didn't."
"Didn't what?" Of course she'd figure it out, how could she not?
"Did you put something in my drink?"
"By something, you're implying…"
"You drugged my drink, you're trying to keep me from going with you tonight!"
He nodded slightly, knowing this needless argument wasn't going to get them anywhere.
"Well that's just stupid," she blinked slowly but managed to keep her eyes open. "You can't stop me from going. It won't work."
"It's already working." He sat next to her. "I'm sorry, I just want you to be safe."
"And what about you? I'm supposed to be there to help you!" The tears were coming back.
"Sam will be there and if it goes bad, I don't want you there." He kissed her softly, hoping she'd just take it for what it was. "I'm sorry, ok? You can be mad later, I just don't want you getting hurt."
The plea in his voice let loose a stream of tears and she wrapped her arms around him. "Don't go, please don't leave."
He held her against him and felt the weakness in her touch; this was it. This was his last chance to say goodbye and he couldn't stop his own tears. "I'm sorry Kayla, I didn't wanna go out like this." His arms tightened around her. "It's kind of cool though right? Blaze of glory, going down for my little brother. Like in the movies."
A laugh broke through a cry and she nodded, pulling back to look at him. "Yeah, just like the movies."
He heard the strain in her voice. "Don't fight the effects, it's ok to just sleep."
"But Dean…"
"It's ok, I'll stay." He laid back on the bed and she curled in next to him, fighting to keep conscious just a while longer.
She tucked her head under his chin and found his hand. "I love you, you know?"
He nodded and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you too."
Her breathing slowed and evened for a moment before she spoke quietly. "Dean? If it goes bad tonight…"
When it goes bad. "Yeah."
"Stay strong, ok? We're coming for you." He didn't answer. "You believe me?"
"Hell yeah." He feigned the confidence in his voice. "It's gonna be ok."
She was quiet for awhile; he pulled back and saw that she had finally given in. He kissed her again and slowly got up. Sam was unexpectedly waiting in the hall and he quickly wiped the tears from his eyes.
Sam motioned in to Kayla. "Was she pissed?"
"Yeah."
"You ok?"
"Yeah." He answered, then walked back into the room and kissed her on top of the head before going out to the car.
Sam got in without a word, he didn't want to upset him.
He started the car but didn't change gears. "Shit man, I don't want to leave her like this."
"The only way to make sure she survives is if she's not there."
"I know." He finally backed out and got onto the road.
