Epilogue

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3RD POV

Kylee looked down, then up at Sam. She had a look of pain, and anger on her lips. Sam didn't look down at her, though. He stared at his feet. This was the second time he'd had to kill someone he had a relationship with. The first being the werewolf, and now an Elf he'd fallen for.

Kylee's body slid back, falling off the machete, and landing with a thump on the black asphalt. Sadness kicked though Sam. He dropped the machete, and elevated Kylee's head into his lap. He wiped the hair from Kylee's face, and let a tear slip from his eye. It seemed like a switch flipped in Kylee's eyes.

"Sam," she choked out, "I-I'm sorry." Her bloodied hands grabbed the large ones that were holding her head, "I love you... I'm sorry."

"No... I- I love you... Please don't leave. I-I'm sorry." Sam stuttered.

The couple had tears flowing down both of their faces. Kylee could feel herself starting to give up. She didn't want to stay. It hurt too much. Sam could see the wonderful light her eyes always held start to fade like a dimming light.

"I love you, Sammy Winchester." Kylee said, barely audible.

Sam let out a short sob. Soon, the light in Kylee's eyes completely faded. Her body going limp, and Sam's body getting rigid.

Shouting at the clouds, Sam hoped someone was listening, "No! Someone... Please help..."

Sammy, not knowing about the angel lodged into his meatsuit, just sat there. Ezekiel didn't do anything, trying not to blow his cover.

Sam sat with Kylee's body until Dean got up. Dean set a hand on his younger brothers shoulder. As if saying 'I'm sorry' was what Dean did. Dean frowned, and picked up the dead girl from Sam's lap.

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Some Time Later

Sam and Dean drove in Dean's impala. Another case was getting out under their wing.

"How ya' doing, Sammy?" Dean asked.

"Don't call me that," was all Sam said.

Ever since Kylee's death, Sam was quiet, and always on edge. He didn't do much but work out, and take his pistol to the shooting range in the bunker's basement. Dean was worried, but he knew he'd be the same way Sammy is if his girlfriend were dead... But, their journey began once again, just the two Winchester brothers on the job.

Saving people... Hunting things.

 Carry on my wayward soooooon. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to resssst... Don't ya' cry no more.

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A/N: Annnnnnnd... It's pie! The finale of this book is here! :( sadly, but also on a good note!

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~Mae

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