(SAM'S POV)
"What was that all about?" Dean asked walking into the living room rubbing his eyes.
"Well Dean, I came home and found Sam and Jen sleeping on the couch with alcohol sitting in front of them on the table. Would you know how they obtained it?" Dad asked Dean.
"Well sir, after you left Jen went on her date, Sam left, and I went to sleep."
"SAM! You're grounded for leaving without us knowing where you went."
"I went to the library!"
"You're grounded! End of story."
LATER THAT NIGHT
"Jen and Sam, Dean and I are going on a hunt. NO ALCOHOL!"
"Yes sir!" I replied and Jen just gave him the silent treatment.
JEN'S POV
As soon as John and Dean left I spun on Sam. If I was going to be miserable, so was he.
"Sam! Why, do you always get me in trouble!?" I yelled at him.
"ME! I'm not the one who went of, and got drunk. Not to mention I'm not the one who started making out with me either!" He yelled back.
He had a point. I was the one who got drunk, and I was the one who started the make out session. Not that I would mind doing that again. Then I just grinned.
"Why are you smiling? What are you going to do to me?" Sam asked sounding a little nervous.
"Oh nothing you won't like." I said advancing on him.
When I was close enough, I started kissing him. That turned into a heavy make out session. When we came up for air he said, "You're right."
"Told you" I said smiling.
Early the next morning, I woke up to a hand stroking my hair. I looked up at Sam and smiled. Let's just say last night was AMAZING! I leaned over the bed to grab Sam's shirt, and pulled it on. Then I got out of bed and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked me.
"Bathroom, I'll be right back." I said opening the door and walking towards the bathroom.
When I walked out of the bathroom, John was standing there waiting for me.
"Why are you wearing Sam's shirt?"
Before I could answer, Sam walked out of his room wrapped in a sheet.
"What's taking you so……….."
"Well, this is unexpected. I came back to tell Jen she isn't grounded because Dean came clean last night, but now you're really grounded. What has gotten into you guys? I thought you were the responsible ones." John said sounding disappointed.
"So, what exactly am I grounded from, and what are the rules?" I asked not looking forward to his answer.
"Well first off you're grounded from Sam. No touching. Got it? You can talk to each other, but you aren't allowed to be in the same room for more than five minutes. When I'm on hunts Bobby will watch you guys."
"Are you serious!?" I asked unbelieving.
"He's serious." Sam said glumly.
A few hours later Bobby showed up looking unhappy to be here. I don't blame him. Who would really want to spend their free time watching two seventeen year olds? I was sitting on the couch when John left. When John and Bobby were outside talking, Sam sat beside me on the couch, and just looked at me.
"Well, this sucks. How can we be grounded from each other, this is ridiculous."
Just then, Bobby walked in, and planted himself right between Sam and myself.
"Rule number one, no sneaky crap, and no touching. Got it?"
We started watching some gun show on TV. Hello! Boring!! There was a whole bunch of sodas and junk food on the table, and it just looked so good. I was reaching towards the gummy bears that were right in front of Sam's legs, when Sam slapped my hand away.
"What the heck?" I asked Sam confused.
"Those are my gummies, and I just broke a rule." He said grinning.
"Sam! Go to your room!" Bobby said in monotone.
After I was sure that Sam was in his room, I turned to Bobby and told him I was going to go shower. I turned on the shower and grabbed my towels from my room. After making sure Bobby saw me walk in the bathroom, I waited a few moments before I quietly opened the door and opened Sam's door quietly and slipped in. When I turned around Bobby was waiting for me on the bed
"Gotcha!" Bobby said laughing.
"Ok well I'm really going to take a shower now. Bye!" I said while running back into the bathroom and locking the door.