Home.

Alone.

*Dean's POV*

I sat staring down at my phone as it rang, once it was done I waited a minute to listen to the voicemail that was left. 

*THE VOICE MALE*

"Hey Dean, it's Sam. Again. Listen, man. It's been a week since I've heard from you. Just please call me, and tell me you're ok. Please." 

I turned my phone off. 

"I'm sorry Sam." 

I took a drink of my beer, standing up, and walking over to the bathroom sink. 

I look down at my hands, and all I can see is her. Her blood covering my hands. Her lifeless body. 

I quickly turn on the sink, pumping soap into my hands. Scrubbing them. Over and over and over.

"Come on." Rage overcame me. 

I turned around, staring at the room. 

I looked over at the phone hanging on the wall beside me. I punched it off the wall. 

I walked forward to the tv. Picking it up and smashing it down on the ground. Clearing everything off of the dresser beside it. 

I walk over to the bed, tears now in my eyes from my rage. 

"God Damn it."

Tears streamed down my face. I looked up at the ceiling.

"God. Sweetheart I miss you. It's been a month. I don't even know how I'm going to do this without you." 

I chugged the beer on my nightstand. I fell back on the bed, slowly becoming more comfortable. Till I drifted to sleep.

I felt something shaking me, "Dean. Dean. Hey Wake up." 

I opened my eyes, "Wha-whats up?" I sat up seeing her sitting right beside me. "Y/n?"

She smiled, as she stood up. "Good morning sleepy head. Bought time you woke up." 

I watched her as she walked over to the dresser. "You missed our daily shower so guess your showering alone." 

I sat up groggily, "Sweetheart can you come here?" She walked over snuggling up beside me.

"Everything ok Dean?" I kissed the top of her head, as I shook my head.

"Yep, I just needed to hold you again." She smiled up at me as she grabbed my hand, tracing a heart into it with her finger. 

"God I missed when you did that." 

She sat up turning to me, she lightly grabbed my cheek. "Listen to me, everything will be ok. I just need you to wake up." 

I looked at her confused. "What?"

"Dean wake up." 

I turned back and forth. "Dean wake up." Playing over and over in my head. 

Til I sat up back in my motel room again, I wiped my eyes looking around. There beside me was Cas. 

"Cas what the hell are you doing here?" 

Cas looked around the room. "The real question is, What happened here?" 

I looked at him reaching over to grab my beer, Cas smacked it out of my hand. 

"Hey what the hell?" 

Cas grabbed my arm, then the next thing I knew I was sitting in the bunker. 

"Damn it what the hell?" 

Sam looked at me leaning on the table, "Dean." 

I shook my head, standing up. "Why won't you just leave me the hell alone."

I got up walking to the kitchen grabbing a beer, then walking to my room.