Everyone knew you were a runner when it came down to relationships. Sure you were a great hunter, perfect shot, quick, witty and overall just a smart girl. But relationships always confused you, so every-time things got serious you ran.

You never thought Dean and you would get serious, it started out just meaningless sex but then Dean started to ask you to go hunting with him and Sam more and more. Eventually you just became way to close.

Dean loved you, he followed you like a lost puppy, would do anything for you absolutely anything and that terrified you. So the second Dean was busy you made a run for it taking your car and driving as far as you could hoping to forget him.

The farther you drove the bigger the whole of his absence became in your heart. As much as you didn’t want to you loved him too. But it was to late you couldn’t go back.. wouldn’t go back.

Dean called for months but never a single answer, he went mad tracking you. He stayed up every night looking for a lead on where you were, till he finally found something. Without even checking with Sam he took the impala and drove to where he thought you were.

And he was right cause when he got there he saw you.. long blonde hair blowing in the wind, sitting on a swing looking at a lake. You looked so ethereal for a moment he thought he was dreaming. He took a moment to pull himself together before walking over, “Flora?”