For the first time in what seems like forever, Ben wakes up and smiles. Beside him is the girl he’d longed to be here for two years.
Emily actually looks like she aged a little, wherever she went. Her hair is longer, but the dye hasn’t grown out. She looks about eighteen, and according to the math, that’s how old she’d be if she hadn’t-
“Ben? Ben, is there something wrong?”
Shaking his head, Ben smiles again. “No, Emily. How could there be anything wrong? You came back.” Wrapping his arms around her, Ben clutches Emily like there’s no tomorrow, pressing his forehead into her neck.
Emily lets her eyes slide halfway shut and looks at the slits of morning sunlight coming from the spaces in between the blinds. With a sigh, she smiles.
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Salt, Spirits, and Sam Winchester
FanficWhen Ben Nelson's girlfriend comes back from the dead, he feels as if his life is finally whole again. Team Free Will disagrees. Loosely based off 5.15 "Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid."
