*I know...its been forever but I have been computerless for a few months now and moving but Im slowly coming back.
Cynthia sat in the floor of the room that was supposed to have been the baby room. She held the picture in her hand as tears rolled down her cheek. She still couldn't believe that her baby was gone. Her and Dean had been through so much already and now this? It was one hit right after another. The doctor told her that she may never be able to have children and that broke her heart. She always wanted to be a mother. Dean was never too excited about the idea of kids. He always said it wasn't the right time. She loved him so much that she always put her wants aside for him. This was killing her inside and she felt alone.
Jeffery knocked on the door before he entered, "Miss Cynthia. Is there anything that I can get for you?" He asked.
Cynthia looked up and forced a smile, "No. I'm fine. Thank you" She wiped her eyes and got up from the floor, "Is Dean home?"
"No ma'am. He had to run to the office but he told me to tell you that he has his phone and wouldn't be out long at all." Jeffery said.
"Oh ok." Cynthia said. She felt a bit hurt that he had gone into work but then again that was his love. His job and money. "I think I am going to lay down for a bit." She said and walked out of the room.
Jeffery sighed as he watched her go. He had been working her Dean for years now and he knew a lot. It was his job in a way. He knew the truth about Emma and he hated seeing Cynthia hurting. He knew he may lose his job for ease dropping but if he could help them in any way it would be worth it.
When Dean got home he tossed his keys on the table and took off his jacket before heading upstairs. He walked into his bedroom and saw Cynthia lying on their bed, her back facing the door, "Baby?" He said, not knowing if she was awake or not.
Cynthia rolled over and looked at him, "Yeah?" She asked quietly and snuggled with the pillow.
Dean walked into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, "I just wanted to see how you were."
Cynthia shrugged, "As good as could be expected I guess." She answered, "I'll be fine."
"Don't do that." Dean said.
"Do what?" Cynthia asked as she sat up in bed.
"Shut me ok. I know you are hurting. So am I. I just want us to get through this together."
"Are you?" She asked.
"Am I what?"
"Hurting." Cynthia said. She knew it was bad to say but she was hurt and still very angry for him for a lot of things.
Dean was shocked, "What is that supposed to mean?" He asked.
Cynthia shrugged, "I don't know. I was just wondering I guess. I mean it's no secret you never wanted kids to begin with."
Dean shook his head and got up from the bed, "I can't believe you just said that to me." He placed his hands on his hips and sighed, "I have been trying to do everything for you and you come back with that?"
"I'm sorry but it's the truth right? You said you didn't want kids. I thought you might be a little happy that I can't have any. I'm sorry but that's how I feel right now."
I have done nothing to make you feel way. I have been there for you! What do you want from me?" He yelled.
"Nothing!" She jumped up and yelled back, tearing rolling down her cheeks. "I am done with having to tell you what I am, beg for your attention, plead for you to share one feeling with me. I am just done. None of this works anymore and I just….." She stopped.
"Just what?" Dean asked. "What do you what?"
Cynthia looked at him with tearing in her eyes. "I want out." She said quietly and it was hard. She loved him with all her heart and soul but he was different. She tried everything. Even therapy and nothing worked. He was meant to be a free man and she was going to give him that.
Dean's heart sank when he heard her say that. He wanted to beg her to stay. To tell her that he would change and do better but he was done hurting her. If you love them set them free. He wanted to kick Sam's ass for making that quote come to him right now but it fit. He loved her and all he wanted was for her to be happy. That's all he ever wanted. If he had to let her go in order for her to be happy then that's what he was going to do. He swallowed hard and nodded, "Ok. If that's what you want."
Cynthia didn't know what was really going on in his head. She just knew that was giving up and it hurt more, "Ok then." She said and tried to stop the tears.
"I'll have the papers in the morning" He said and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him before he broke down. This was his entire fault. He knew that and now he had to pay the price. He was losing his wife.
Once he walked out Cynthia laid her face in hands and sobbed. Her heart was broke. She had lost everything and there was nothing she could do now but try her best to move on with her life. Easier said than done. Dean was her life. She wasn't sure how she could go on without him but she was going to have to try. This was for the best. She was no longer going to hold him back or be disrespect. It was time to part ways before things got worse.
When Dean walked down the stairs, he saw Jeffery and tried to hide the tears in his eyes, "I'm going out." He said and grabbed his keys and walked out the door. He didn't even have to say anything. Jeffery knew just was going on. He shook his head and took a breath. He was determined to fix them. Once Dean had backed out of the driveway, Jeffery walked towards Dean's office and broke in. He had work to do.
He began to pull ever security tape he could find. He knew that Emma had a lot to do with the way Dean had been asking and Jeffery was determined to find out what was really going on and catch the bitch. Dean and Cynthia were all he had. They were his family and he wasn't going to let some tramp break them apart. Emma was smart but he was smarter. It was time to fight fire with fire.