Prologue

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It had been three months since I had left the motel room, three long months since I walked away from Dean. Three months spent trying to find him but with no number I was not sure what else to do. Now with Christmas fast approaching I realised there was only one thing I wanted for Christmas. To be held in Dean's arms, to have him whisper sweet nothings in my ear as we made love under the mistletoe.

Unless I found him that would never happen. My Christmas wish was simple enough but, even Christmas miracles need a help along. Taking case after case of the unexplained I eventually found one in Lawrence, Kansas. This was where Dean and Sam lived before Mary died and John took them hunting for the supernatural and the thing that killed his wife. Playing with the bracelet on my wrist I picked up my bags and car keys to make the long drive. Maybe Christmas miracles could happen. Plus, I had heard of a soul mate principle. Deep in my heart I knew he was my soul mate, now I had to convince him of that.

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