Supernatural Imagines

Forgetting Goodbye?

So this is Part 3 of the First 50 Dates. Good luck! Possible tears!

The gentle humming of a radio had woken you up out of the peaceful slumber. Sitting up you stretched your arm over your head and turned to face the right.

There was no one there.

Wasn't there suppose to be?

You heart got heavy as you glanced around the room for reassurance that someone was in there with you. It had become a pattern that there was always someone in the room to wake up with you. You knew it.

Pushing the covers off you walked out to the hallway to see Dean and Sam already standing there. That wasn't normal.

"Uh, what are you guys doing out here?"

Sam and Dean stopped pacing and turned to look at you. Dean stepped forward, "Y/n was there anyone in there with you? We didn't hear anything."

You shook your head and your eyebrows creased in confusion. "No there wasn't. Was there suppose to be someone in there with me? I felt like there was suppose to."

Dean opened his mouth to say something when Sam stopped him.

"Y/n we made breakfast. Go get some and we will be there in a minute."

You nodded and went for the kitchen. Once you had disappeared Sam turned to Dean. "He left Dean."

"What do you mean Sam?"

Sam ran a hand through his hair, "I'm saying Balthazar left. I don't think he could take it anymore."

Dean ran a hand down his face and sighed. "Well what are we suppose to do?"

"He obviously let her go. He probably thought it would be better if she would move on so let's respect his wishes."

"What about Y/n's?"

Sam sighed, "Just let her be happy. She can be pisses at us if she gets her memory back. She needs this."

God did Sam wish he was right.

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After Balthazar had left you, he went to his most favorite place in the world.

Canada.

It's might be weird that Balthazar loves Canada so much but he had a reason.

The reason was you.

Balthazar had surprised you by taking you there one week to see the snow and to see an old friend. The days spending in the hotel, cuddling for warmth and watching stupid movies was one of his favorite memories.

He missed the way that when you would hug him, it would lead to you both sitting together with his arms wrapped tightly around you. The way that a simple kiss the the cheek would send his heart beating fast, he missed it all.

But he had to let you go. You deserved a better life, one that you could love to learn again. So he was going to give you just that.

Balthazar walked the park trails as he took in the snowy landscape. It was beautiful. It sucked that you couldn't enjoy it with him. Valentines was a month away and he was going to bring you back here for a surprise. That was now ruined. He watched as another couple threw snowballs at each other with a sad smile on his face. It reminded him so much of you.....

Your face scrunched up as you took another drink of wine. "Balthazar I don't see the big deal. This just...it doesn't speak to me."

He frowned. "How can you not like wine? It is one of the most well preserved and shall I say beautiful drinks in all of history!"