It's been eight months, three weeks, five days, nine hours, twenty one minutes and forty six seconds since Dean called you a monster. You haven't drank since then. Well you didn't drink but you drank.

After you broke up Castiel flashed in to tell you how heartbroken Dean was and how he was drunk, and how he needed you but whatever you were fine with that ass gone. Like is wanted to you could find him you had scent with you.

You moved on. You still lived on the road, sleeping in crummy motels, eating diner burgers and fries. You became like a hunting Bobby. You had about ten different cell phones with names stuck on them. Sometimes you were a FBI, CIA, Interpol ( what could you say some hunters are dumb asses), Wild Life, workers.

Plus without Dean you came up with some awesome weaponry. Iron and salt infused nail polish, knife folded up in a locket, but best of all a filer that flattens out your teeth.

Whatever you said to convince your you and Dean were done it never worked you still loved him.

You were sitting in a motel pondering over what Dean could be doing. When you heard voices. Familiar voices. Familiar male voices. Dean Winchester's familiar male voice. He was in the room right next to yours. WITH SAM! He was alive?

Even though you knew it was wrong you had to eavesdrop especially on your ex boyfriend and former dead brother but you had the feeling to eavesdropping may be okay in this situation.

"Dean it's been months," Well you thought that is what Sam said because the plastic water glass didn't help much.

"Sam seriously I don't even know where she is. If she wanted to she would've came to me."

"She thinks that you want kill her."

"But I love her," You heard his voice crack and you knew he was crying." Why did I say that." The sobs were so loud you didn't even need the useless cup to here what Dean was doing. He was legitimately balling.

Your heart broke to know that he still loved you. That he still even cared that you were alive.

Suddenly your legs started moving. You told them to stop because you didn't even think about what you were doing. They did however stop, right at the motel door.

You didn't even knock you pushed the door opened reliving yourself totally stunning the boys, before you slammed the door shut. You started wide eyed at the door.
"(Y/ N) I'm-" Dean said peering through the door.

"Just don't actually kill me, okay?" You said not even giving him time to apologize before locking lips. The door squeaked open. You pulled yourself from Dean.

"Hi Sam." He just blushed before closing the door muttering something about ordering more food.