What if this storm ends?

And I don't see you,

As you are now, ever again?

Amber stormed into her hotel room and slammed the door shut. She was Angry, She was pissed, she was Infuriated! She growled as she kicked her bag flinching as it hit the table dropping the vase, Amber releasing a sigh as it didn't break. But at the very bottom, hidden in all her anger, she was heartbroken. She could feel the pain creeping up her heart as the Anger viciously tried to make it disappear at the words Dean had said tonight. The words that had been like little bitty pieces of glass sinking into her heart and as more entered the more the pain grew and grew until it was unbearable, until she had to run away from the situation.

'I don't care what happens to you, I don't need you, and in all honestly I really don't give two shits about you. As I said before, I never loved you.'

The words stung, burned into her heart, the words branded into it as she fell onto the side of the bed clutching the pillow to her chest. It hadn't been the words that had affected her but the way he said, the way he brushed her off, the way his eyes held no hint of the kindness he had showed her in the past. The kindness he had not only shown her but her family, to her nephew. It couldn't have been fake, it couldn't have. Or could it?

The perfect Halo of gold hair and lightning,

Sets you off against the planet's last dance.

Just for a minute, the silver forked sky.

Lit you up like a star that I will follow.

Dean lay in his hotel room, Alone, in the dark with the moon and a couple of beers as his only company. He laid his back against the edge of the bed, his head lying on the actual bed. He toke a long gulp of his beer as he stared at the ceiling, the same ceiling that Amber was probably sitting on, maybe even standing on.

'With John' He shook his head no. No! She wasn't with him, she couldn't be with him, He loved her she wouldn't do that to him.

'After what you said tonight what makes you so sure?' He drank the last of the beer, angrily, and shoved the bottle away watching as it fell before rolling, hitting the side of his bag. He stood wavering slightly before picking up the bottle catching the sight of his Hoody with his rings and lighters. The gifts of Amber. He took out the rings as he stared at them putting them on his fingers and watching the moon light reflects of them.

He grabbed the pack of beer and walked to the other side of the bed sitting down and kicking the curtain of the sliding glass door to the side letting the full moon light enter the room before his pale eyes fell back on the ring, Had Amber kept his gifts after the whole incident or had she forgotten about them?

Now it's found us, Like I Have found you.

I don't want to run, just overwhelm me?

Amber looked down at the ring, the jade glistening in the soft glow of the hotel lamp. She had tried, had pushed herself to remove it but she couldn't, something about it reminded her of Dean reminded her of the good times they had with each other. And she felt like if she toke it off that maybe this would all just be a dream, which had never happened. That Scared her. It scared her to think that maybe Dean had planned all that, everything that he had done since the very beginning, it did make sense.

Get the newest Diva the newbie, to get in the shield, make her fall in love, and then make her lose her virginity. But she had thought that maybe just maybe he was different. That Dean, That Jonathan Good, the real Jon was the right one that he wasn't like the guys she had dated. That he wasn't a cheater, that he wasn't concerned with the press, but she had never guessed he would just be after sex. That thought had never crossed her mind, that was one of the main reasons why she hadn't talked to Seth or Roman. They had known him before she had, and neither of them had told her that he was just after that. Sure it was unfair, but life isn't fair.

'Neither is love. Move on.' Said her conscience and she let out a shaky breath, reaching to the necklace that was around her neck and taking it off with Shaky fingers looking at the Shield. The only charm on it having removed the little devil which was actually in one of the zippers in her suitcase, about two days after they had fought.

Now one month and sixteen days later, she had been keeping count, she was taking off everything, including the shield reminding her of her friendship with Seth and Roman. She walked over to her suitcase and standing directly in front of it dropped the necklace inside of it watching as it jumped slightly before laying lifeless. She then toke a shaky breath and looked at the ring.

What if this storm ends?

And leaves us nothing except a memory,

A Distant Echo, I want pinned down.

I want unsettled, Rattle Cage after cage, until my blood boils.

Dean stared at the rings, trying to imagine, trying to almost use them as a crystal ball. Wanting to see them and get one last glimpse of Amber while she was smiling, while she was happy. His eyes quickly went to his phone and he grabbed it, flicking it on and looked at the image that was his screen saver. It was him sitting on the couch at her parent's house. Junior sitting on his lap and Amber sitting beside Dean smiling as Dean Aimed the camera towards them snapping the picture. Amber looked so happy so at peace as she had her head leaning against his shoulder, her left hand on his shoulder, her cheek on it, while her right hand had been on his lap.

Her perfect smile making her look like a goddess, while he had just looked like a mortal. The sudden thought of Nikki and the way he had looked at John made his insides twist. That was one thing that he and Nikki had in similar. They had both fallen in love with people out their leagues. Nikki had fallen in love with a man who was the poster child of the company. While Dean had fallen in love with an Angel, an angel who in his opinion had fallen in love with the devil's sinful child.

She had fallen in love with the wrong person. John had been right, they were the perfect couple but it didn't mean that Dean was happy about it, because the past was still there, the happiness was still there, the memories, the joy, and the completeness was still there. He opened another beer and toke another drink of it.

I want to see you

She removed the ring feeling the emotion rise in her chest but pushed it back down, this was something that had to be done. She grabbed the ring and watched as it fell as well into the opened suitcase falling almost directly on top of the Shield.

As you are now.

Dean looked down at the rings Amber had given him and sighed. Amber would be happy, if not with John, which he really hoped she wouldn't. She would be happy with someone else, someone who wasn't such a Coward like him. He smirked and shook his head, his brother had been right he had gotten his father's cowardliness.

Every Single Day,

Amber would do anything in her power, would fight against her heart and would Move on. She would move on.

That I am Living.

Dean hoped that Amber would move on, would move on and would at least think of him sometimes. But Dean wouldn't have the same luck because Amber would forever would always be until the day he died, would be his second half, the only woman he had ever truly loved.

(THREE FRICKING CHAPTERS! Do you know how hard it is to write three chapters? Why did I do it? Simple. I love you guys! Know I better get one review for each chapter or I will literally snap. Anyway very Angsty chapter the song is what if this storm ends by Snow Patrol was listening to it and literally thought this was the perfect song for them at this time. It was either this or trying Not to Love You by Nickel back but since that song had a happy ending I was like Nope! Anyway this chapter is quite short but it's a song fic chapter so sorry. Well Review!)