[FIC] Always Saying Goodbye, R, Roswell/Supernatural
Always Saying Goodbye
Author: LittleBit
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, and Liz Parker
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Roswell or any of their characters. I need to give credit to Robyn/2X4 for giving me the idea for a small part of this story through one of her unposted fics.
Rating: Mature to be safe
Summary: When Dean’s time on Earth begins to run out and death looms, he goes to say goodbye.
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Prologue-Lubbock, Texas 2008
Mama, I’m coming Home by Ozzy Osbourne
“Are you sure you want to give up Dean?” Sam Winchester asked his brother who sat across the motel room from him. They had stayed in the room for more then a month, which was apparent by the stacks of books and fast food containers that were piled about, while Sam had tried to find something to help Dean get out of his deal with the Crossroads Demon.
“I’m not giving up Sammy,” Dean argued as he tried to get his brother to understand the demand he made of him without having to give him a complete explanation. “But all of this research has not gotten us anywhere. We’ve hunted down a lot of the demons that got out of the gateway but I’ve got to take the time I’ve got left to take care of some stuff.”
“Does this have anything to do with where you’ve been disappearing to?” Sam asked curiously. Over the past several months, Dean had disappeared quite a bit. At first Sam hadn’t questioned him about it when he had reappeared. He had just figured that Dean needed to let off steam and was probably seeking female companionship, but every time that Dean had returned he was completely sober and more depressed then he was when he left.
But instead of giving him an answer, Dean stood up and started gathering his stuff into his bag. “Pack your shit; we’ve got a drive to make.”
Within an hour, the room was empty and the Impala packed. When Dean turned the car west to hit Highway 380, Sam plotted their direction and saw that they were headed into New Mexico. Sam couldn’t be positive of their destination but there was only one person that they knew in New Mexico and when his finger hit the town he knew that it had to be Dean’s destination. During their childhood they have made the trip there many times with their dad and Sam had visited with Jess a few months before she died but he didn’t know when the last time Dean had visited. Not since the last time they had come with their dad 7 years before. If he had, Sam had never been told about it.
From the corner of his eye, Dean could see that Sam had figured out where he was planning to go but he did nothing to confirm the information to his brother. Instead he pulled out his phone and hit the number he wanted on speed dial. It only rang twice before he heard her pick up. “Hey, it’s me. I’m on my way. Sammy’s with me.”
“Really?” The excitement evident in her voice.
“Yeah, we’ll be there in an hour or so.” Dean declared before hanging up. He didn’t like being so curt but didn’t want to give away too much to Sam. Not yet. An hour after, they passed the ‘Welcome to Roswell’ and made their way into town. They headed straight to the café with the large UFO stuck into it and parked in front.
Sam didn’t even have his door closed before he heard his name being shouted. He turned around and saw the smiling face of Liz Parker as she approached him with her arms wide for a welcome hug. “Liz, hey.”
“Hey yourself.” Liz said as she hugged him tight. “It’s been way too long. What, three years?”
Sam nodded before Liz smiled again. She released him before she moved over to Dean. Sam expected Liz to hug his brother just as she did him but was stunned when Dean cupped Liz’s face and kissed her deeply. It shocked Sam to see Dean kissing one of their oldest friends but since Liz kissed him back, as enthusiastically in greeting, Sam knew that it must be a common thing. “Hey, do one of you want to tell me what the hell is going on?”
When the two broke apart, Dean glared at Sam while Liz only smiled. But instead of answering Sam’s question, Dean asked Liz one of his own. “Where is she?”
“Abby’s in her room sleeping.”
“Who’s Abby?” Sam asked and if he thought he was shocked before, its nothing compared to what he felt when Dean answers him. “Abby is my daughter.”
Author: LittleBit
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, and Liz Parker
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Roswell or any of their characters. I need to give credit to Robyn/2X4 for giving me the idea for a small part of this story through one of her unposted fics.
Rating: Mature to be safe
Summary: When Dean’s time on Earth begins to run out and death looms, he goes to say goodbye.
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Prologue-Lubbock, Texas 2008
Mama, I’m coming Home by Ozzy Osbourne
“Are you sure you want to give up Dean?” Sam Winchester asked his brother who sat across the motel room from him. They had stayed in the room for more then a month, which was apparent by the stacks of books and fast food containers that were piled about, while Sam had tried to find something to help Dean get out of his deal with the Crossroads Demon.
“I’m not giving up Sammy,” Dean argued as he tried to get his brother to understand the demand he made of him without having to give him a complete explanation. “But all of this research has not gotten us anywhere. We’ve hunted down a lot of the demons that got out of the gateway but I’ve got to take the time I’ve got left to take care of some stuff.”
“Does this have anything to do with where you’ve been disappearing to?” Sam asked curiously. Over the past several months, Dean had disappeared quite a bit. At first Sam hadn’t questioned him about it when he had reappeared. He had just figured that Dean needed to let off steam and was probably seeking female companionship, but every time that Dean had returned he was completely sober and more depressed then he was when he left.
But instead of giving him an answer, Dean stood up and started gathering his stuff into his bag. “Pack your shit; we’ve got a drive to make.”
Within an hour, the room was empty and the Impala packed. When Dean turned the car west to hit Highway 380, Sam plotted their direction and saw that they were headed into New Mexico. Sam couldn’t be positive of their destination but there was only one person that they knew in New Mexico and when his finger hit the town he knew that it had to be Dean’s destination. During their childhood they have made the trip there many times with their dad and Sam had visited with Jess a few months before she died but he didn’t know when the last time Dean had visited. Not since the last time they had come with their dad 7 years before. If he had, Sam had never been told about it.
From the corner of his eye, Dean could see that Sam had figured out where he was planning to go but he did nothing to confirm the information to his brother. Instead he pulled out his phone and hit the number he wanted on speed dial. It only rang twice before he heard her pick up. “Hey, it’s me. I’m on my way. Sammy’s with me.”
“Really?” The excitement evident in her voice.
“Yeah, we’ll be there in an hour or so.” Dean declared before hanging up. He didn’t like being so curt but didn’t want to give away too much to Sam. Not yet. An hour after, they passed the ‘Welcome to Roswell’ and made their way into town. They headed straight to the café with the large UFO stuck into it and parked in front.
Sam didn’t even have his door closed before he heard his name being shouted. He turned around and saw the smiling face of Liz Parker as she approached him with her arms wide for a welcome hug. “Liz, hey.”
“Hey yourself.” Liz said as she hugged him tight. “It’s been way too long. What, three years?”
Sam nodded before Liz smiled again. She released him before she moved over to Dean. Sam expected Liz to hug his brother just as she did him but was stunned when Dean cupped Liz’s face and kissed her deeply. It shocked Sam to see Dean kissing one of their oldest friends but since Liz kissed him back, as enthusiastically in greeting, Sam knew that it must be a common thing. “Hey, do one of you want to tell me what the hell is going on?”
When the two broke apart, Dean glared at Sam while Liz only smiled. But instead of answering Sam’s question, Dean asked Liz one of his own. “Where is she?”
“Abby’s in her room sleeping.”
“Who’s Abby?” Sam asked and if he thought he was shocked before, its nothing compared to what he felt when Dean answers him. “Abby is my daughter.”