Being Human

Good-bye

"Y/n? Wake up! You have to wake up now." Sam whispered as he shook your shoulders lightly. You were fighting to come back, but the blackness kept trying to pull you under.
"Dean, open the door we've got to get out of here." Sam was shouting at his brother now. You felt a pair of strong warm arms wrap around you before you were gently hoisted off the ground. Sam was gently carrying you out of the house.
"Hurry up Sam the cops are almost here." You heard Dean yell as he yanked a door open, the sound of it slamming against the wall resonated through the house.
You were blinded by the sun's light as Sam ran outside. The bright light made you hide your head in Sam's shoulder. You heard the doors of the Impala open, and the engine being started. Over the sound of the engine reving you heard the distinct wailing of sirens.
You managed to pry you eyes open just in time to see four police cruisers round the corner a few blocks away, before you and Sam were in the backseat of the Impala. Sam had not even closed the door before Dean was taking off in the opposite direction of the cops. After Sam had successfully closed the door he turned to you and started checking you for injuries. He ran his hands over your arms and torso, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
You grabbed Sam's hands causeing him to stop his search to look at you. "I'm okay Sammy, just a few bumps, nothing to worry about." You smiled at him to reassure him that you felt okay. You could tell by the look on his face that he did not believe you, but instead of fighting you he just readjusted your position on his lap, so you would be more comfortable.
You definitely did not feel okay. Your back was screaming at you, your head throbbed, and you were very dizzy. All this pain seemed to magnify thanks to the sound of the sirens that seemed to be getting louder.
"They're gaining on us Dean." Sam looked back at the cops that only seemed to be getting closer.
"No shit Sam. Hold on!" Dean yanked the wheel to the left, sending the Impala down a dirt road. Dean sped up, and the cops that use to be right behind you flashed past, still going down the main road. "They wont be gone long." He pressed on the accelerator, lurching the car forward. The dit road had quite a few sharp turns and curves, all of which Dean took at alarming speeds. If Sam had not had hold of you, you would have went flying into the door panel on a few turns.
After a few minutes you began to think that you had lost the cops, till they came flying right at you. They all skidded to a stop blocking the road so you could not pass. Dean slammed on the brakes, sending you and Sam into the floorboard. You both quickly got back into your seats. You looked around, trying to asses your situation.
"Shit!" Dean exclaimed as he threw Baby in reverse and revved the engine, peeling out as he quickly backed away from the barricade. However you did not get far, before you were met with another barricade behind you.
"Dean we need to get out of here." Sam said as he turned to look at the cops that were coming around the barricade to surround you.
"Hold on." Dean put Baby in drive then whispered: "I'm sorry Baby." He slammed on the gas, and yanked the wheel to the side. Dean was taking baby down an old forest service trail that was barely wide enough to get the Impala through. The road was rough, there were potholes and debris scattered all over. The road did not last long, and soon you had found the dirt road again. Dean drove as fast as he could, and finally after a few seconds he found the main road again. There was no sign that the cops had caught up yet, so he pulled onto the road and started driving down the road.

You had reached a town an hour latter, it was not the same one you had just fled, but you were safe and that's all that mattered. You had found a cheep motel, and hid out there for a little bit, just to make sure that the cops had not followed you. After you were sure you were not followed dean sent Sam back to the other motel to retrieve your belongings. Sam hot-wired a car and left you and Dean to rest up because you two had taken most of the beatings.
When Sam was out of sight Dean turned to you. You were laying on one of the beds nursing your throbbing head, trying to ignore the pain that radiated throughout your body. He studied you for a moment before he spoke. "This doesn't change anything, I still want you gone. Preferably before Sam gets back."
"Are you kidding me Dean! You're turning me out right now." You yelled, and regretted it almost instantly because of your headache, and Deans murderous look.
"Just because you "saved me" doesn't mean I trust you. I still hate you, and want you gone." He yelled right back at you. Your head throbbed, and you winced.
"Fine! I don't want to be around you any longer than I have to anyway!" You screamed at him with tears in your eyes. You got up as fast as you could and began throwing the few possessions you had with you into a bag. You stomped over to the door and swung it open. Before you stepped out off the room you turned back to Dean.
"Why are you still here." He snapped when he saw that you weren't leaving.
You looked at him, and felt nothing but rage. With tears in your eyes and your head held high you looked him in the eye. "Tell Sammy I said good—bye." You then turned and walked out the door, slamming it shut behind you. As soon as it was closed you lost your composure, tears were rolling down your cheeks as you walked away.

Sam's P.O.V.
It had not taken me long to get our stuff from the room. The cops had not set up a watch around our room, in fact I didn't see one the whole time I was in town. Currently I am driving through the new town on my way to our room, I had stoped at a fast food restaurant and got everyone some food.I just can't wait to get back and see y/n. I'm really starting to like her. She is so kind and innocent. I just love everything about her. Wait love..... Do I really love y/n? I really enjoy spending time with her, and getting to know all the little things about her, like she doesn't like the crust on her sandwiches. Her favorite book is f/b, although she hate the main characters love interest. She thinks they are wrong for each other. She is also very smart. It may not have seemed that way when I first met her, but she really is quite intelligent. Wow, I think I love her.
But does she love me? Something inside me is telling me that she does, but I don't know what it is. It's not the feeling that she does, although that's there too, but its like someone is telling me.
As I am contemplating my growing affections for y/n I pull into the parking lot off the motel. I cut the engine and quickly get the few bags out of the trunk before making my way to the room. The door is not locked which is odd, but I walk through anyway.
Dean is laying on his bed watching TV, and y/n is no where to be seen. I throw Dean's bags and him and toss mine and y/n's on our bed.
"Where's y/n at?" I ask as I head to the cooler that is sitting on the little table in the room.
"She left." He responded. He doesn't even look away from the TV as he says it.
"What do you mean she left?" How could she have left without saying good-bye? That's not like her at all. I think as I pull a beer out of the cooler, pop its top off and take a swig.
"I mean she packed up her stuff and hit the road." Dean still had not taken his eyes off of the TV
"Why would she just leave?" I just cant understand why she would leave like that. I also can't understand—

Dean's P.O.V.
"Why would she just leave?" Sam questioned before falling silent. Finally, I thought he would never shut up about that winged bitch. I'm honestly glad she is gone, Sam is much safer without some angel getting cozy with him. Especially because Zeke is still possessing him until he is fully healed, I don't want the winged bimbo getting in the way.
"Why did you send y/n away Dean?" Sam spoke up, his question catching me off guard.
"What? I didn't send her away Sam; she left all on her own." I turned to look at my brother. He looked different, he was standing up straighter than usual, he held himself differently.
"I am not your brother Dean but y/n was my sister, and I would like to know why you sent her away." Zeke said  as he slowly walked closer to me.
"Zeke, nice of you to make an appearance, how's Sam doing? Is he getting better?" I asked ignoring his first question.
"Your brother's heart is broken Dean." Zeke did no look happy that's for sure.
"He'll get over it. Is he getting better though?" I just want him to tell me if Sam is better yet, not all this other stuff.
"I will not tell you anything about Sam's condition till you tell me why you made y/n leave." Zeke crossed his arms over his chest and stared down at me.
"It's none of your business Zeke, your job is to heal my brother, that's it." I snap at him. He is getting on my nerves.
"I never pegged you as a heartless man Dean Winchester. You turned y/n out without a single thought. She is helpless, and will not survive long on her own. If anything happens to her you will be solely responsible Dean Winchester." Zeke said before his eyes flashed and he was gone, back to hiding in the recesses of Sams mind.
    Sam was mopey and just not himself for the rest of the day. He was quite, he would not talk to me at all. He hardly even acknowledged my presence. I know he had feelings for y/n but I'm confidant that they will fade.

Well here is another chapter. Please comment and let me know what you think. Excuse any typos or other errors.