Dean's POV
I drive out to an empty parking lot and park. I quickly hop out of the Impala. It's been two weeks since she's left and I'm barely holding on.
"Y/N please. I'm so sorry. I only ever wanted to help you. I wanted to save you. I can't live without you..." I quickly wipe away my tears. "I tried. I didn't want you having to go through those things I went through. I need you back."
I'm just about to give up on this. I'm losing hope, she's gone forever. The only one I've ever truly loved. The one who changed me for the better, gone.
"Dean." Her voice reaches me, I turn around I'm met face to face with my missing angel.
My first action is to embrace her. "God Y/N, I missed you so much."
I see her melt into the hug, at least she's alright. "I'm sorry, everything I did, I did because I love you."
It feels good to hold her again. Even if she hates me. "Dean I don't hate you." Crap, angel. "So you have been listening." I say with my normal smirk present on my face. "Why wouldn't I?" She laughs that very laugh that caused me to fall for her in the first place.
"I love you too Dean." She says, gazing at the ground like it's the most fascinating thing in the world. I lift her chin up to meet mine. "I love you more." And at that she leans in and sparks fly. Her lips on mine, that very touch I've been missing and craving. It was back to normal now, or at least as close to normal as we could get.
I know it's not the best, but still let me know what you think!!
