((A/N: So yeah. It got depressing. Sorry. It hurts me too... Creating a character just to kill them. This is the last chapter to this story. I hope you all have enjoyed it. Sorry I'm ending it with some smut [?] and baby lemon [maybe?].
Lol, I'm really lazy rn.
The next book will be out soon.
What is it called? Um 👀 Not sure yet. Just keep an eye out, I may make an announcement or just publish it *shrugs* Thank you for reading. Any suggestions for the next book are greatly accepted! :) I think you'll love it!~♥️🐑💕))

I watched as Tony walked away from me. It pained me to know I did this to him, but I had to tell him before he found out from someone else.

"Tony..." I stare after him, my heart was being squeezed by hurt -aching. It hurt so bad. I wanted to die.

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Months had passed and Tony has not talked to me. Dean told me Tony got a new room to himself, and no one has seen him. I hadn't hunted, I wasn't thirsty at all.

I was depressed.

Not even Dean's embrace comforted me. Nothing did. I felt like a no body. I tried killing myself yesterday, but Dean stopped me. He was a hot mess; tears rolling down his cheeks as he was so hurt.

He begged me to never do it again. He never left my side either, after that. I wanted to talk to Tony, but I didn't want my feelings hurt even more if he lashed out on me.

Just the thought hurt. Dean held me every night. He didn't eat either. I forgot what my voice sounds like...

"Silvia... Please... I want you back..." Dean sobs, stroking my hair. I nudged my cheek into his cheek.

I didn't answer him. I wanted to mourn for Tony. I had killed someone he had loved. Now he's isolated himself from us all.

Maybe he was doing the same as I?

"Come on sweetie. Please, we're going on a Honeymoon soon and I want my babe." Dean rests his forehead with mine as he stares into my eyes, desperate.

"I... I'm sorry..." I mumble, he smiles so widely that it makes me smile.

"It... It just hurts..." I sigh deeply.

"I'm guessing Tony was the one in love with Seth? It's okay. I forgive you because you didn't know. I'm sure Tony forgives you. He's just mourning. If it was him who killed you, I would want to mourn, too." Dean gently tells me in a soft tone.

I exhale and frown, my eyebrows furrowing. " Yeah... That makes sense..."

"Come on. We can go tomorrow and have fun." Dean smiles and kisses me softly, passion seeping into the kiss as I blush softly.

"We can watch the ocean and look at the stars. Relax." Dean cooed in my ear.

"Okay, okay." I giggle weakly.

Maybe some time away wouldn't hurt.

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After we packed and all, the hotel was mind blowing. "Dean, you got this?" I ask, shocked.

"Yep." He smiles at me. "You like it?" He raised an eyebrow. "I don't like it -I love it!" I say happily.

Of course I was still upset, but I had to live my life too. I was only hurting Dean by suffering for someone else. He told me I cared too much, but Tony was like a brother.

I didn't want to hurt him. Dean neither, but a choice had to be made. I of course, chose Dean. I had to stop hurting him. Maybe with me gone, Tony can come out of that room and talk to someone without seeing me around.

Maybe, he'll even talk to me when we come back. I smiled at that hopeful thought as Dean wraps an arm around my waist. Kissing my cheek, we then walk to the room.

It was beautiful. The bed was just breath taking. It was like someone had planted a fluffy, cloud on the bed and left it with rose pedals along with a balcony. It was just amazing.

We got our stuff unpacked and set as I felt so happy. I felt someone hug me from behind and bury their nose in my neck along with gently kissing it.

I smile and groan slightly, giggling a bit. "This is so sweet Dean." I blush as he traced his finger tips along my hips, thus sending a small shiver up my spine to the back of my neck then skull.

I loved this man; even if he kidnapped me and was a total asshole. Time made him perfect for me and vis versa. I smile as I kiss his nose, nibbling at it.

He pulled away laughing. "Haha. Don't ruin the mood Silvia! Silly girl!" He blushes, coming back to lock his arms around my waist, pulling my body to his

Even if our bodies were cold and dead, we were still warm -to each other. I boop his nose as he just looks at me with a deep passion burning in his eyes that made me shy and look away.

This was our time. We had ended everything; with a few flaws that time could only heal. "I love you, Silvia Braveheart." He tells me, pure truth in his voice that made me want to just melt into him.

I smile shyly as I feel my cheeks turning a soft pink as I rest my forehead with his and whisper. "I love you too, Dean Reamer." He then kisses me, hiking me up as I wrap my legs around his waist.

It was our Honeymoon, so you get the picture.

Till next time, reader.