I know this seems to be a stupid way of ending any story. But here is the last chapter. I really hope you guys enjoy it. Thank you for the reviews. God bless you all! Disclaimer, I don't own the rights to Supernatural as much as I would love to. I just own the rights of Christina Winchester.

Chapter Ten: A proper Goodbye

Two months of laying in a hospital bed slowly recovering made me go a bit insane. My brothers did do something to change a possible outcome of me being hauled away to the crazy house, they visit when they were in town, after going on a few hunts without me, and they called me once a day. Of course when they called I couldn't answer the phone because of my two broken arms. But over time my arms began to heal and now I sat my once broken legs, now just slightly stiff, on top of each other waiting for the green light to get out of this place.

There was a knock on the door and Dean walked in pushing a wheelchair and I felt my face drop, and my eyes roll back. "I'm not liking this idea either." He said and I climbed out of bed wincing slightly as the pins and needles from my legs, that were slowly waking back up, slowly disappeared and I sat down in the chair. Dean was pushing me to the door where Sam was standing signing some paper work, quite possibly my discharge papers and smiled at me.

"Take a picture and die." I groaned my eyes narrowing like daggers. Sam smiled at my empty threat and pulled out his phone. I lifted my hands to cover my face thinking nobody would recognize me if my hands were in the way. I braved a look and saw Sam sliding his cellphone into his pocket and they pushed me towards the elevators. The doors swung open and Pete was standing there a small bouquet of flowers in his hands and his face darkened with a deep burgundy blush on his cheeks. Dear God don't tell me these flowers are for me.

"I guess I caught you just in time." He said trying to break the awkward silence that started as soon as the doors closed shut. The whirl of the engines pulling us down to the ground level seemed to echo in the small metal box. I was hiding my face with my hands. In this silence I know for a fact they could hear the blush spreading on my cheeks. "Here you go." The sound of the cheap cellophane paper that they wrap flowers crunched and crinkled next to my head and I looked over. They were Daisies and Lilacs my two favorite flowers. Dammit you two! You told him my favorite flowers?! I mentally pictured myself strangling my brothers or making their lives miserable as I took the flowers gently.

"Thank you, Pete." I said my face burning with the blush that was quickly deepening in color. "They're...beautiful." The elevator was slowly being filled with small coughs as my brothers were struggling to keep their chuckles low but being with them for as long as I have, I could hear their chuckles even standing next to a 747 engine. The doors slid open and Dean pushed me out of the elevators heading towards the front. As soon as I was out the door he stopped. I stood up and almost jumped for joy. I was free to move.

"We'll be waiting in the car." Sam said grabbing Dean and pulled him towards the Impala that was parked down the parking lot leaving me standing with Pete who looked just as embarrassed as I was standing there.

~SL,PP~

I nervously paced the flower shop looking for the perfect bouquet. I texted Dean's number and I felt strange asking him what flowers his sister liked. A reply came a few minutes later. "Can I get some Daisies and Lilacs please in a small bouquet?" I asked the worker who smiled and nodded. In three minutes I was driving down the street towards the hospital.

"She doesn't love you." Alyiah's soft voice came from my passenger seat. She was holding the bouquet I had recently bought for Christina. "Why are you giving her a gift of flowers if she doesn't love you?"

"Because it's what I do." I said I had a few girlfriends in the past. Even if they didn't always return the affection, I was always willing to spend a few bucks to give them a decent bouquet.

I saw the recently fixed up Impala sitting in the parking lot and I pulled into an empty spot. They're here. Hopefully they just got here. I knew if I went up to the room and they were already gone I would feel really strange holding a 'Get Well' gift if I can't give it to her. I narrowly missed a car that was pulling out of their spot, and headed inside. I made a bee line towards the elevators and pressed the up button. Calm down Pete, she may just say she loved you...but you're a sweet guy to give her some of her favorite flowers. The doors opened and I jumped in and nearly broke my finger as I pressed the 4 button.

The metal box slid up silently and I was nervously pacing in the the small area the flowers held tightly in my hands. Slowly the numbers counted up and the doors opened. My heart fluttered in my chest as the three Winchesters, I got to know these past couple of months, stood and climbed in quietly.

I felt my cheeks burn as Christina was trying so hard to hide the blush that was engulfing her face. She's cute when she blushes.

"Here you go." I said as the doors closed. She gently took the flowers with shaky hands.

"Thank you, Pete." She squeaked. Her face was darkening making her brothers fight back the large ear splitting smiles that were starting to appear on their faces. "They're...beautiful." Small uncomfortable coughs were starting to escape the brother's throats and before I knew it the doors opened up and Dean pushed Christina out of the elevator.

I gently grabbed Sam's jacket and he turned to look at me as we slowly made our way towards the hospital's front doors. "Do you know if your sister likes me?" I know I shouldn't be prying myself with personal lives but I was curious.

"By how she was blushing in the elevator...yes." I felt nervous as we walked outside. "We'll be waiting in the car." He said as he grabbed Dean's shoulder and forced him towards their car. Dean kept looking confused over his shoulder as Sam just kept walking his face focused on their car.

I felt my cheeks burn as she nervously began to bite her bottom lip. "So, uh..." I blinked back surprise as she threw her arms around me pressing her lips against mine. My arms carefully wrapped around her back pulling her closer. As soon as she released the kiss her face was dark red as if she was a freshly cooked lobster. "What was that for?"

"For saving my life." She shifted her weight as she now looked over her shoulder at the small black shape of the Impala just a few feet away. "I'm sorry for doing that I was just..."

"It's okay." The kiss was amazing but nothing felt right about it. My cheeks weren't burning with desire. "Did you feel anything?"

"Surprisingly..." her eyes drifted away from mine before returning. "No." We started to chuckle nervously as we stood there. "I'm sorry for just kissing you."

"Don't worry about it. I'm just glad we can finally say goodbye properly."

"Yeah." She rubbed the back of her head and cleared her throat. "Thanks again for saving my life...and for the flowers. They're very beautiful."

"Not a problem."

I could hear the Impala purring in the distance as I looked up at Pete. I was completely surprised I thought I was in love with this guy but there wasn't anything there. "Well, goodbye." I lifted my hand out and he took it. His skin was still warm and comforting. But it wasn't doing anything to me anymore. He wasn't making me want to end my life as a hunter to settle down with him. "Take care Pete."

"You too." His eyes weren't clouded with sorrow. But there was something that I know I felt towards him. He had the same glint in his eyes as my brothers. That look of being there for me when I truly needed them. "Take care of your brothers."

"And you take care of your family." I smiled at him as he bent down and pressed his lips gently on my cheek. We were staring at each other when the Impala was pulled up behind me. "Bye."

"Bye."

~SL,PP~

I watched as the hospital slowly disappeared in the distance. Nothing was wanting me to beg Dean to stop the car and make me run back. Why did I want to come back?

Because you needed the last goodbye. I was surprised to hear Alyiah's voice echoing in my head even as the soothing music of Lead Zeppelin played in the background. And don't worry, I'll make sure he's well taken care of.

"Going to be moping the rest of the way to Orlando?" Sam asked me his head leaning back to look at me.

"Nope." I said with a real smile this time. "Just happy I got to say a true goodbye."

"You're a walking chick flick, you know that?" Dean said shaking his head.

"How would you know what a chick flick is?" I asked leaning on the front seat placing my flowers I had gotten on the seat next to me.

"I watch...sometimes."

"Sometimes...sure." Sam and I both said at the same time both letting smiles spread across our faces.

"Bitch." Dean growled shooting us a look.

"Jerk." Sam and I said at the same time.

It's funny. This all started with a phone call. Let's just hope I never have to get another one. I don't need some guy to make me feel important. I have my brothers for that. "Remember why we do this," Dean's voice seemed to echo in my thoughts as I started to wonder why I risked my life for someone I thought I cared about. "Saving Lives, Protecting people...you know the family business." Yes, Family Business.