Don't Leave Me-SPN S2

Chapter 22 - All Hell Breaks Loose: Part 2

Dean sat next to Sam's dead body. I was leaning near one of the walls, my face empty. Bobby offered a bucket of chicken to Dean.

"Dean?" Bobby asked.

"No, thanks. I'm fine." Dean said.

"You should eat something." Bobby said.

"I said I'm fine." Dean said.

"Dean...I hate to bring this up, I really do. But don't you think maybe it's time...we bury Sam." Bobby said.

"No." Dean said.

"We could maybe..." Bobby started.

"What? Torch his corpse? Not yet." Dean said.

"I want you to come with me." Bobby said.

"I'm not going anywhere." Dean said.

"Dean, please." Bobby pleaded.

"Would you cut me some slack?" Dean said, angrily.

"I just don't think you should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit-- I could use your help." Bobby said. Dean scoffed. "Something big is going down-- end-of-the world big."

"Well, then let it end!" Dean yelled and I flinched a bit.

"You don't mean that." Bobby said.

"You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, turn around, and get the hell out of here." Dean said and Bobby just stayed put. "Go!... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

"You know where I'll be." Bobby said. He turned his back on Dean and left the motel room. Dean took another look at Sam's body and a tear fell from his eye. I broke at that sight. My own tears fell. I moved from where I was and began to sit down on the couch.

"You should leave Ali." Dean said out of nowhere before I could sit.

"I'm not leaving Dean." I said.

"Ali, I said leave." Dean said.

"And I said no." I said.

"Damn it Ali, would you stop being a hard head and listen to what I want for once." Dean said.

"You don't want me to leave Dean. You want to push me out so you can blame yourself for something that isn't your fault. Ok. Sam dying was not your fault. It was Jake's fault. He killed Sam. It was not your fault." I said. Dean looked at me and started walking toward me and I backed up. He backed me up to a wall and pinned me with his hands on either side of my head.

"I'm not pushing you away. I do want you gone right now." Dean said.

"No." I said, looking right in his eyes. He slammed his hand next to my head. I jumped a little.

"Leave." Dean said.

"If I walk out that door right now, we are done Dean." I said. He backed away from me and didn't say anything, but also didn't look at me. I let a few tears fall down my face and I stomped out the door and slammed it.

"I don't want you stopping me." Dean said. When I got outside, tears flew down my face. I punched a nearby tree.

"Damn it." I said. Then I called Bobby to come get me.

Bobby finally pulled up to his house. I hadn't said a word the entire time, other than 'thanks for picking me up.' All I wanted to do at the moment was down a bottle of hard whiskey. 'He let me walk out. We're over. Sam's dead. I lost my whole family today. I lost them.' I kept thinking to myself.