Disclaimer: We do not own Supernatural (plots, creatures etc.) or any of the characters. We only own our own two OC's or any original plot points we create.

Foreword: Okay, welcome to the story! This was devised between me, seasidewriter1 (Mary) and my friend LadySurvivor once we both started watching Supernatural; we've been brainstorming ideas and story plots for a few days and finally decided to act upon it! This first chapter introduces Thalia, the OC for Sam (as will become clear) and the next chapter will involve Alice. So, I hope you enjoy what I've worked on for this so far! LadySurvivor should be able to post her half when it's ready! Read on, friends!

IMPORTANT NOTE: This occurs a year or two before Dean comes to get Sam in the pilot and JUST before he meets Jess.

Prologue: Thalia

The bass was turned up too high, the air smelled too much like alcohol; it was a typical college party. With the night wearing away quickly and the conversations were shouted over the distasteful dance music. Thalia Fletcher, soon to be twenty-one, sat off to the side, holding a red plastic cup filled with some sort of cheap beer. These sorts of parties were never really her 'thing'; she didn't hate parties-she, in fact, loved them-but when the people on the dance floor looked like they were practically having sex and the music sounded somewhere between a mix of techno and squealing train wheels, she just wanted to quietly slip out. No one would miss her... well, her friend and roommate, Sarah, probably would, but she could deal with Sarah later.

Sweeping long strands of light brown hair from her eyes, Thalia hunched forward, elbows on her knees, staring into the half-full cup of beer.

Why the hell not... She thought to herself, downing the rest of the lukewarm liquid. She winced at the temperature and sighed. Just as she began to rub her eyes and prepare to stand, she found herself not staring at just her deep blue ballet flats, but also a pair of men's brown boots. She looked up the jean clad legs and the checkered button down shirt over a grey t-shirt, a sun-tanned neck... and finally up to the guy's face. Brown hair fell on his forehead and curled a bit around his ears. A smile pulled on his face and nodded to her.

" Hey," he said. She smiled a bit.

" Hello," she replied and leaned back in her chair. She smacked herself internally at how formal she sounded-something Sarah liked to rant on to her about from time to time. The man, clearly close to her age, took the seat beside her. Thalia looked over at him, at the barely empty cup in his hand and smirked.

" Don't have a taste for warm beer, huh?" she teased. He chuckled and nodded to her cup.

" And you do?"

" No, but I might as well try to have a good time. I'm Thalia. Thalia Fletcher." She extended a fair skinned hand and smiled. He took her hand in a strong grip and shook it.

" Sam Winchester," Sam introduced, flashing a smile that showed his brilliantly white teeth.

" Pleasure to meet you, Sam. So, did you choose to come here or were you dragged here like I was?"

Sam chuckled and set his cup down on a makeshift side table that was created out of milk crates. His hazel colored eyes crinkled at the corner as he smiled and Thalia couldn't help but feel that his smile was contagious; she laughed a bit and smiled as well, looking to the floor.

" A bit of both, I guess. I really had nothing else to do this weekend and my friends might have... corralled me into going to the party. So, you got dragged here judging on what you just said," Sam told her, his deep voice raised to speak over the music. Thalia leaned in closer to him and pointed across the dimly lit dance floor to a girl with unnaturally bright red hair.

" That's my roommate Sarah. She's a party animal and thinks I have little to no social life, thus this brilliant idea of hers." Thalia's voice barely carried over the volume of the bass; her throat was already sore from trying to shout at Sarah.

As the party droned on, the two acquaintances got to know each other better; Thalia learned she and Sam both attended Stanford. He was in Law school and she was there for art and art history. Getting tired of speaking over music, the two went outside, walking the school campus. It must have been midnight or later; the moon was full and visible and the two were getting along better than either might have expected. They both had had a few drinks and were beginning to stumble over their own feet. Sam had a strong hand resting on Thalia's shoulder to keep her from practically falling over. With Sam standing at six foot four inches, Thalia's head just barely cleared his shoulder and they both laughed as she fell sideways into him.

" I will so pay for this during my test tomorrow..." She laughed and straightened herself out.

" As my brother would probably say, 'gotta live while you can,'" Sam said as they paused in front of her dorm building. " Guess you're off to bed then..."

" Mm, yeah..." She agreed before grabbing his jacket front. Her hand slid into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, plugging in her phone number. " That is for when we're sober and can drive... I think that we'd be pretty good..." she mock punched his shoulder, " amigos." She laughed and shook her head. " Sorry, I rarely get buzzed or drunk... and when I do I get... weird."

" Weird is something I can handle, Thalia. Trust me. I guess I'll probably see you around then. I'll... give you a call in the morning," Sam told her, smiling as he turned to walk back towards his own dorm. He effectively tripped over his own boots and nearly took a tumble into a tree. The alcohol made them both laugh and Thalia rolled her eyes before nodding to the dorm.

" You, sir, are not walking back to your room alone... and I can't walk you there. Sarah will probably go home with some dude... Spend the night in my room and don't give me that look. I'll take my roommate's bed, you take mine." She smirked. " I promise I won't take advantage of you, Sammy-Boy," she teased with a small giggle, pushing on the middle of his back to get him to move. Sam snorted-yes, snorted-and laughed at his new blue-eyed friend.

OoOoO

Sunlight seemed to burn through Sam's eyelids, making him groan and throw an arm over his face. The light had effectively woken him up and he began to take account of the fact that he was fairly sure he wasn't in his own bed. Whatever blankets he had fallen asleep on smelled... flowery. He groaned more and slowly opened his eyes, greeted with the sight of a dorm room completely different than his own. The fortunate thing about having not been dead drunk the night before was that he actually remembered what happened-meeting Thalia at the party and being invited to stay the night-and was, as he suspected and Thalia had promised, still fully clothed and with the woman in question absent from the room.

Sam's coat and hoodie were hung on a peg across the room and as he sat up, a dull headache pushed at the front of his skull.

" There's an aspirin and a glass of water on the table beside you," came Thalia's quiet voice. Without looking for the brunette woman, he sleepily snatched the aspirin from beside the digital alarm clock. He swallowed it and then chased the pill down with water.

Thalia, dressed in a relaxed sweater and a set of jeans, stood in the doorway of her dorm holding a bottle of orange juice.

" So, uh, thanks for letting me stay," Sam told her. She smiled at him and yanked her hair into a ponytail. Stepping over to her roommate's bed, she sat on the edge and looked out the sunlit window. Classes started in an hour; Sam had just enough time to run back to his dorm and get changed, which would avoid awkward conversations and situations for the two of them... although Sarah was going to give her hell about it anyway.

" Anytime, Sam. And I kept my promise didn't I?" she laughed, which was a pleasant sound, not like the high pitched squeaky ones that resembled the sound a dolphin made. " Well, this is an interesting way to start a friendship, huh?" Sam chuckled and could practically see Dean rolling his eyes.

" Yeah, it is. But it'll be a time neither of us will forget, probably." His eyes slid to the clock, and he sighed. " I've gotta go... need to get a change of clothes before my roommate comes home and thinks something else went on..."

" Right there with you, Sam... right there with you."

As Sam grabbed his outerwear, he moved towards the door, rubbing the back of his head a bit awkwardly with an equally as awkward smile on his face.

" Thanks, again, I'd probably have passed out in a ditch if you didn't invite me in," he said. She laughed again and followed him to the door, holding onto the edge of the doorframe.

" Again, anytime. Maybe we'll run into each other after class sometime soon," She told him as he stepped into the hall. " Now run along and get your clothes changed-you've only got about... forty minutes now."

" See you 'round, Thalia," Sam said in goodbye, taking his leave down the hall.

" See you, Sam."

OoOoO

" Sam Winchester? Sam Winchester? The insanely tall dude at the party last night?" Sarah asked after classes ended. Rolling her eyes, Thalia smacked Sarah's arm.

" Yes, and I told you, nothing happened! Now... shut up and drink your Coke," Thalia deadpanned as she rolled up the sleeves of her sweater, unable to ignore the California heat. Sarah gave her roommate an incredulous look and scoffed, shoving the Coke bottle into the other woman's chest.

" Let's move away from the touchy subject them; may I just say I'm proud of you for

finally cutting loose and having fun. I think I'll handcuff this Sam guy to you wherever you go so you'll actually be fun!"

" Hey, I'm a shit load of fun and you know it!" Thalia grinned at her and fixed the bag slung across her back.

" Of course I know you are. He'll just make you more fun. I'll drag you both to the next party this weekend. That is a promise," Sarah joked as they stepped off campus.

The sun was preparing to slowly dip down below the horizon, its hot, sunny beams continuing to plague citizens walking along the streets. They were making their way to their favorite restaurant closest in walking distance to the school.

" Oh, maybe we should see a movie or something after dinner!" Sarah said. Thalia groaned and let her head loll backwards.

" No, Sarah, I can't. I have to start a paper for Renaissance Arts class and do homework for European Art," Thalia groaned, feeling as though her bag began to weigh more as she thought about the work load. Sarah rolled her eyes and mussed her hair.

" Work freak..." she muttered. Just as they began to cross the street, Sarah noted a very tall figure with their nose in a textbook walking on the opposite side. Smirking, she arched a brow and decided to annoy Thalia just a bit more that night. " Yo, Winchester! Yeah, Sam Winchester!"

Sam's head popped up at the sound of his name. It was called by an unfamiliar voice, but he was called all the same. He looked across the street where the voice had originated from, and spotted a woman with bright red hair along with none other than Thalia. He raised a confused hand in greeting, his eyes slightly wider in surprise. He saw Thalia whip a hand into the other woman's stomach-he believed that she'd said that was her roommate the night before. The red headed woman, who was a few inches shorter than Thalia, waved him over. He snapped his book shut and let it hang at his side as he jogged across the street.

" Hey, Thalia," he greeted as he jumped back up onto the sidewalk. She offered a smile and nodded.

" Hey, Sam. This is my wonderful but very intrusive roommate, Sarah James. Sarah, this

is Sam Winchester."

" Hi." Sam nodded to her. Sarah grinned and nodded to him.

" Great to meet you, Sam! Hey, Thalia and I were just heading out to a local diner for dinner, care to join us?" Sarah asked. Thalia looked as if she wanted to slap the smile clean off Sarah's face, but her hands were preoccupied with gripping the strap of her bag. Sam thought over the offer as he put his textbook into his leather laptop bag. He could go back to his dorm and study mindlessly for the rest of the night-like he usually did-or he could actually do what college students did besides go to parties and take tests; he could have fun with someone who may just become a good friend. He smiled, showing his brilliant white teeth and nodded.

" I'd absolutely love to."

" Great! Come on, it's only a few blocks away," Sarah said, taking the lead in walking, letting the other two walk side by side. Thalia laughed a bit awkwardly and nodded at Sarah.

" You don't have to go just because she's wrangled you into it with her perky attitude," she told Sam, who laughed and shrugged.

" You know..." He trailed off and shrugged with a small laugh and shrugged. " I could sit alone in my dorm and be antisocial, or I could try and have fun. We are in college, after all..." Thalia nodded and laughed, pushing up her sleeves again.

" Trust me, once you let Sarah rope you into doing something, she'll keep pulling you back to do more and more... why do you think I was at that party last night?"

" Right, you were dragged there."

" But you had fun!" Sarah reminded from where she walked, grinning cheekily. Thalia rolled her eyes and said,

" Yeah, yeah... now shut up and let's get food."

OOOO

By the time the sun had set and the dinner crowd was rushing in, Sam, Thalia and Sarah were all finishing up their meals; Sarah was also having a field day teasing the two new friends.

" You're both work freaks! Thalia's out taking photos for her photography class and then is studying for another one the moment she's back in the room. I mean, Sam, you were reading a textbook when I called your ass across the street! God, you're both probably insane..." Sarah shook her head and leaned back in her seat. Sam shrugged, fixing the sleeve of his hoodie.

" Well, if I get good enough LSAT scores, I can get into law school," he told her, picking up one of his french fries.

" And you, Thalia? What'll you do?"

" Be a photographer. Maybe a museum curator, who knows, I'll think of something!" Thalia said with a roll of her eyes. Her roommate tossed a paper napkin at her and looked at the time on her watch. With a smirk slowly inching across her face.

" Hey... you know what we should do?" The two across the table from her, met her gaze. " We should totally go on a ghost tour sometime! We'd have to book it beforehand, which is why we can't do it now, but it would be fun!"

Sam's breath hitched. He looked quickly over at Thalia, who had arched a brow at the offer. He'd swore to distance himself from anything related to the supernatural or what his father and brother considered work. College hadn't just been his hope of getting into law school and having a steady reliable job, but it was his escape from the absolute insanity of what could only be described as monster hunting. Sam slowly leaned backwards and forced himself to stay calm. Even if they decided to go, he'd stay back. He wasn't about to plunge back into that world any time soon.

" What are we, teenagers?" laughed Thalia. " Besides, if I were a ghost, I don't think I'd like groups of strangers just poking fun at the fact I was dead."

" So you believe in ghosts?" Sarah asked as she paid the tab.

" I believe it could be possible."

" How about you, Sam?"

Sam took a long breath and looked at the two women. Sarah smiled and Thalia rolled her eyes, giving a different sort of smile, which told him he didn't have to answer.

" I'm not sure what I believe," he replied.

" Kill joys..." Sarah stood and pulled on her coat. " Well, I'm off to sniff out something fun to do. You both can skip off to the dorms to study. You crazy-ass work-a-holics..." She winked at them and left, the bell above the diner door tinkling as she disappeared into the night.

Thalia and Sam were quiet a moment before they both laughed. The brunette woman shook her head and pulled her sleeves down to her wrists. Sam watched her a moment and thought about her comment: 'I believe it could be possible.'

" So, uh..." he awkwardly began, standing at the same time she did. " Do you actually believe that... ghosts could be real?" Thalia looked over at him and shrugged, heaving her bag onto her shoulder. She smiled as they wove through crowd and onto the less crowded sidewalk.

" Well, have you ever stopped to think about ghosts? That they could be the energy of people who've died? I mean... there are plausibilities to the notion, but there are a lot of things that just don't make logical sense. So... maybe I'm in the same boat as you, Sam; I'm not sure what to believe," Thalia told him as they made their way towards the campus.

There was something about Thalia that Sam knew he liked; he liked the way she could joke lightly and still be serious when she needed to. Maybe it was nice to have someone who wasn't an absolute extreme personality around him. They walked back to campus with pleasant conversation, which was nearing an end as they came up to Sam's dorm.

" Well, thank you for coming to dinner, even though Sarah kind of wouldn't have given you a choice," Thalia said with a laugh. Sam smiled and nodded, bangs falling into his eyes a bit.

" Well, it was fun, I didn't have my nose in a book all night," he replied. " But now it's off to study."

" I agree with you on that, my friend." Thalia patted her bag. " Well, I'll see you around, Sam. Give a call anytime you want to save me from Sarah... or if you ever need a... 'study buddy' as my mother would say." She laughed and started her way down the sidewalk backwards. " Good night." She raised a hand in means of farewell, smiling brightly at him. Sam returned the smile and lifted his hand as well. As he stepped towards the doors to the dorm, he looked at her figure, which was disappearing into the dark of the evening. She walked in long strides that carried her closer towards hers destination with each second.

Smiling to himself, he stepped through the doors and began to make his way upstairs. He was glad his life had taken a well needed turn for the normal. It was surprisingly nice.

Afterword:Well, I hope you enjoyed! The next bit of this should be posted by my co-writer soon! I had a lot of fun writing this and I apologize if buzzed!Sam was a bit out of character or OOC in general. I tried my best XD So, drop a review and I hope you stick around to read more! Thanks for taking the time to read, guys!
~Mary