Episode: Season 6 - Let It Bleed Pt. 4

Note: The song above you can play while you read ;)

Slowly, I walked to my closet and pulled out my suitcase. I had a bit of money saved back in case of an emergency that I'd won by hustling people at pool with Dean. Ironic that I was going to use it now to get away from him...instead of winning it to be close to him...

Letting out a shaky breath as I began to pack my clothes, the soft sounds of music playing drifted into the room from somewhere outside.

"I'll wrap up my bones and leave them..." Daughter sang softly, her words echoing my mood.

Gently, I placed folded sets of clothes into the suitcase, pushing a strand of hair back behind my ear.

"Out of this home, out on the road..."

I glanced up then and looked around the room. This place had become home to me in the short time I'd been here - from those months I stayed with Bobby to coming here just a month ago with Dean.

"Two feet standing on a principle,"

Dean. I bit my lip, my thoughts drifting to him. We were arguing over principles now.

"Two hands longing for each others warmth,"

But I still missed the warmth of his hand in mine, the way his calloused fingers felt brushing my skin.

"Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats,"

We still fought though - shouting cruel things to each other, inflicting pain with our words.

"Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go,"

Now because of her, darkness was falling around us - leaving us no choice but to end this...

"It's spiraling down..."

Everything had gone down-hill so fast for us. Her coming to town was just a domino effect, poisoning our relationship from the start.

"Biting words like a wolf howling,"

And worst of all, he blamed me for it. To him, it was my fault. I was the problem.

"Hate is spitting out each others mouths,"

All that we ever said to one another now were words of hate - cold, vicious things that only hurt each other even more.

"But we're still sleeping like we're lovers..."

But we had still been together, still kept loving each other through it all.

"Still with feet touching,"

His leg still touched mine when he sat next to me...

"Still with eyes meeting,"

His green eyes still connected to mine...

"Still our hands match..."

My hand still seemed to find his. I always grabbed it without thinking...

"Still with hearts beating..."

And my heart still raced when he was close to me, just like before...

"Still with feet touching,"

His booted feet still found mine under the table...

"Still with eyes meeting,"

His eyes still found me across the room...

"Still our hands match..."

He still grabbed my hand to protect me from anything...

"Still with hearts beating..."

His heart still beat faster when I was near...

"Still with feet touching,"

And no matter what we went through...

"Still with eyes meeting,"

I always knew deep in my heart...

"Still our hands match..."

That Dean Winchester had and always would be...

"Still with hearts beating..."

The love of my life...my soulmate...

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door downstairs and I dropped what I was doing. Turning towards my bedroom door, I took the stairs two at a time and ran to the front door before swinging it open. Standing there in the doorway was Dean. He looked tired, weary. Like he was sick of all this as much as I was. His green eyed gaze met my own chocolate-brown orbs and I sucked in a breath, unsure of just what to say.

What could I say to him in that moment? We both had made so many mistakes and it made me wonder...was it really over for us? Was this really the end of it all?

"Two feet standing on a principle..."

I glanced down at my feet, not saying anything.

"Two hands digging in each others wounds..."

Dean let out an audible sigh and I bit my lip, not daring to look up...not until, I felt him cup my cheeks.

"Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats..."

Tears threatened to fall in those broken, green eyes and I felt my heart crack.

"Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to move..."

"Parker..." he started, shaking his head then as he faltered before continuing, "I'm so sorry...for everything I put you through these past months..."

"It's spiraling down..."

My heart started to break because I knew what was going to come next - those words that I knew were going to fall from his lips. But I didn't want to hear them, I just couldn't.

"Biting words like a wolf howling,"

"Please..." I sobbed, shaking my head as the tears began to fall, "Please, don't - please, don't-"

I choked on the rest of the words and they died in my throat.

"Hate is spitting out each others mouths,"

"Parksy, even though I've done such stupid things lately...will you take me back?" he asked me softly, tears trickling down his cheeks now from his stormy green eyes.

"But we're still sleeping like we're lovers..."

Shock radiated through me and I felt like I'd misheard, like I'd fallen asleep and started dreaming. But as he moved closer, I knew it was real.

"Still with feet touching..."

His hands came to rest on my wait, so hesitant and gentle as he did...

"Still with eyes meeting..."

Green orbs locked with mine and slowly, he pressed his forehead to mine...

"Still our hands match..."

My hands slid up his forearms as he held me tightly, his touch gentle...

"Still with hearts beating..."

His lips met mine then. His mouth was soft and smooth on mine, filled with all the passion I'd been missing.

"Still with feet touching..."

All of the love that I'd been needing - Dean's love.

"Still with eyes meeting..."

I kissed back instantly, never wanting to stop feeling this way.

"Still our hands match..."

My heart soaring in my chest, his hands on my body...

"Still with hearts beating..."

It was enough to intoxicate me. Dean was intoxicating.

"Still with feet touching..."

He was like my drug, my addiction.

"Still with eyes meeting..."

I needed him to live.

"Still our hands match..."

My fingers tangled in tufts of his blond hair as we kissed. But when my eyes fluttered open...

"Still with hearts beating..."

...my eyes connected to candy-apple green.

And like always, I found home there.