--Okay, this one is gonna be a little strange and I don't think it's ever been done before. It's part song-fic part, well, not. Tell me if you like it! And alas this is the last fic I'm doing for this series. All good things must come to an end and all that.

Oh for those of you just tuning in, here's a run through of the entire series, all 12 of them.

Ritual

A Supernatural Fairytale

Forget Me Not

Worlds of No Fun

The True Price of Loving

Babies R Winchesters

Plague

Oogie Boogie Man

Ransom

Disturbia

Sucker

Sugar We're Goin' Down

Have fun Boys and Girls! This one's a song chap!

1

Home:

Daughtry

I'm staring out into the night. Tryin' to hide the pain.

I've only been out for a few hours, barely a day now and I miss her. God do I miss her. As soon as I found Sam without her I wanted to kill him. How could he let her leave like that?

I'm goin' to the place where love, and feelin' good don't ever cost a thing.

I want to see her so bad I can hardly bear it. I remember her eyes, those depthless blue eyes that pierced through me like a knife. Where is she? Where's Caity? And where's Maggie? Is she with Lauren?

Somebody answer my questions please.

Waking up in that coffin was one of the scariest things I've ever been through, and I've seen some scary shit.

And the pain you feel's a different kinda pain.

How I pushed myself up and out of that thing I may never know. I remember my throat being as dry as the Sahara in mid summer. I remember the dirt hitting my face and not being able to breath. I remember the surge of relief I felt when my hand struck fresh air. God pulling myself out of that hole was hard. The dirt was packed down from four months of settling, it was like pushing Play-Doh through a needle sized hole.

But right now it didn't matter. Only she mattered.

Well I'm goin home, to the place where I belong, and where your love has always been enough for me.

The last few minutes he had spent with her were the most excruciating and gut wrenching of my life.

I'm not running from, no I think you got me all wrong. I don't regret this life I chose for me.

"You found her? Really?" Lauren had asked, 36 hours before the Hellhounds came for me. I nodded.

"We think we did," I said. "But we're goin' out to Bobby's to see if we can get her." She looked at me then, her eyes filled with agony. A signal that her heart was breaking.

But these places and these faces are getting old. So I'm goin' home.

"You're leaving?" I didn't answer. I stared at the floor. "I'm coming with you." She said. I shook my head.

"No, Lillith knows who you are. If she sees you, or Caity…I don't want to know what she'll do to you." She looked up at me, tears in those perfect eyes.

"You can't leave now, it's, it's too close." She said. I touched her cheek, a tear slipped onto my thumb. "What, what if you, ya know, before I can see you again?"

The miles are getting longer, it seems, the closer I get to you.

I didn't know how to answer her. I hugged her. She started to cry, breaking my heart. I hated to hurt her. "Baby I don't want to leave you, but I can't risk that little bitch hurting you." I said.

Lauren swallowed and stared up at me again, her eyes and nose pinked.

"It's not enough time," She said, shaking her head. "It's not enough. I still need you, I love you." She cried. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

I've not always been the best man or friend for you, but your love remains true.

I pulled her to me, kissing her trembling lips. Tears trickled down my face, I couldn't help it. I love her so much.

"Promise me something," I said.

And I don't know why. You always seem to give me another try.

She looked up at me. Wet blotches were spotted on my T-shirt, her hands gripping the long-sleeved shirt over it. My hand was under her chin, cradling her face, she seemed unable to let me go.

So I'm goin' home. To where the place where I belong, and where your love has always been enough for me.

"Promise me we'll see each other again."

I'm not running from, no I think you got me all wrong. I don't regret this life I chose for me.

"I promise," She sobbed. "Dean you can't go." She said, plea in her voice.

"Baby I'm so sorry," I said. "This is all my fault, every bit of pain you've had to go through is all my fault. And I'm so sorry." I couldn't stop these tears for the life of me.

But these places and these faces are getting old, so I'm goin home. Be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it all,

"Dean please," Lauren begged. I think she knew no matter what she said I had to leave, even if doing so made my heart ache so bad I thought it would rip.

And then some you don't want. Be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it all. You just might get it all, oh…

"I love you," I whispered. She nodded and kissed me again.

"I'll always love you." She said. "And no one else." I held her tight.

Well I'm goin' home, to the place where I belong, and where your love has always been enough for me.

"I will see you again, and I will always be with you, as stupid as that sounds." I said, adding a small laugh at the end. She didn't return it.

I'm not running from, no I think you got me all wrong. I don't regret this life I chose for me.

I kissed her again, saving how she felt. Her lips, her soft touch, even the saltiness of the tears on her lips.

But these places and these faces are getting old.

"Baby I have to leave." I said, regrettably. She gripped me tighter.

"Go kill the bitch," She whispered harshly. "Promise me you'll come home."

"I promise."

I said these places and these faces are getting old.

"Keep this," I said, handing her my wedding ring. She cried harder.

"I love you so much," She said. I kissed her again.

"Goodbye." I said, she shook her head.

"Don't say that. This isn't goodbye."

"See you later then," I said. She tried to smile.

"See ya,"

So I'm goin' home.

Now I'm speeding down the highway, the knowledge of where she was just reaching me. Sam had tracked her phone, surprised that it was still in service. I stared angrily at the iPod jack Sam had put in with hate.

But once again it didn't matter, all that mattered was…

I'm goin home.

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