Chapter Twelve
The years went by. And just as Dean was about to forget Rissa, something triggered his memory. Like when Sam started dating a girl name Jess. He couldn't forget Rissa's note. And then, when Jess actually died, he pulled out Rissa's note that he kept in the glove compartment, and shamefully felt guilt. Because he knew something was coming. He knew that something bad was going to happen to Jess, and he did nothing to stop it.
The next time was after he got pulled out of hell. When he met an angel named Castiel and discovered that angels were real, he started second guessing what the term, 'angel' had meant in Rissa's note. He even thought that it was an angel named Anna, until he realized that it was just sex, not love.
But as time flew, he was sad, because more and more years went by, and there was still no sign of Rissa. He'd been to hell and back , fought off more creatures than you could imagine, discovered that most angels were actually dicks, and faced Lucifer. And there was still no sign of Rissa.
He'd lost his brother time and time again.
And then, one day, Rissa appeared to him.
Though for all he knew, it might have just been a dream.