I do not own Supernatural, I never have, and I never will...unfortunately. If I did, Bobby Singer would not be dead...
Chapter 1
Stanford University
Palo Alto, California
Present Day, October 31, 2005
Sam Winchester's Apartment
"Sam!" a young blonde woman called as she walked into the living room of her boyfriend's apartment. The woman, Jessica Moore, was wearing a sexy-nurse costume, which included a tight, white shirt, low-cut around the breast area, with a short skirt, and a cute little nurse's hat.
Jessica was getting impatient. "Get a move on, would you?" she called again while straightening her hat. "We were supposed to be there like fifteen minutes ago. Sam! Are you coming or what?"
An extremely tall man in his early twenties with straight brown hair and brown eyes, Sam, poked his head into the living room. "Do I have to?" Sam whined.
"Yes!" Jess exclaimed in mock-exasperation. "It'll be fun,"
Sam walked into the living room, wearing a pair of jeans, a collared, button-down plaid shirt, and blue denim jacket.
"And where's your costume?" Jess asked, rolling her eyes.
Sam laughed. "You know how I feel about Halloween." he replied simply.
THE PARTY
The Halloween party took place in a bar somewhere on campus. The bar was decorated for Halloween, cobwebs spread out everywhere, and a creepy looking gargoyle that definitely stood out. Some drunken college kids dressed in various costumes danced around to Classic's "What Cha Gonna Do". Each one of these kids made complete fools of themselves in the process, but they didn't care; it was a Halloween-college-party, no one was gonna remember this in the morning, anyway. Others just sat at barstools, choking down shot after shot, trying to see who could get drunk the fastest.
At a table located away from most of the chaos, was where Sam and Jess sat, talking to each other, laughing, and having an all-around good time.
A friend of theirs, Luis, walked over to their table just as Jess raised her glass. "So here's to Sam and his awesome LSAT victory," she said proudly.
"All right, all right, it's not a big deal," Sam said modestly as his glass clinked with both Luis's and Jess's.
"He acts all humble, but he scored a one seventy-four," Jess teased.
Luis and Sam both downed their shots. "Is that good?" Luis asked curiously.
Jess chuckled. "Scary good," she said seriously, before downing her shot.
"So there you go. You are a first-round draft pick. You can go to any law school you want," Luis said, before sitting in the empty chair next to Sam.
"Actually, I got an interview here. Monday. If it goes okay I think I got a shot at a full ride next year," Sam explained.
"Hey, it's gonna go great," Jess said confidently.
"It better," Sam replied seriously.
"How does it feel to be the golden boy of your family?" Luis asked Sam.
"Ah, they don't know," Sam replied, looking down, sounding as if the idea was completely ridiculous to him.
"Oh, no, I would be gloating!" Luis began in a lively voice. "Why not?"
"Because, we're not exactly the Bradys," Sam joked.
"And I'm not exactly the Huxtables," Luis quipped, getting up from the table. "More shots?" he asked.
"No. No." Sam and Jess both said.
Luis shrugged and stumbled toward the bar, leaving the couple alone.
Jess turned her attention back to Sam. "No, seriously. I'm proud of you. And you're gonna knock 'em dead on Monday, and you're gonna get that full ride," she said supportively.
"What would I do without you?" Sam asked her, smiling.
"Crash and burn," she said simply, smiling, before pulling Sam in for a kiss.
Apartment
Later that night, Sam was woken up by what sounded to him, like a window opening. Now fully awake, he got up quietly, and left the bedroom to investigate what made the noise. Upon walking into the living room, Sam's worst fears were confirmed when he noticed the open window. In the darkness, Sam saw a man walk past the string of beads at the far end of the hall. Deciding to surprise the intruder, Sam moved to a different part of the apartment and waited. He seized his chance when the intruder entered the room. In a very quick motion, Sam lunged forward and grabbed the intruder at the shoulder. The intruder knocked Sam's arm away and aimed a strike at Sam, who ducked. The man then grabbed Sam's arm, swung him around, and shoved him back. Sam kicked, but was blocked, then pushed back into another room. The light moonlight illuminated the room, giving Sam a first glimpse of his attacker. For some reason, Sam felt like he had seen the guy before...He didn't have much time to dwell on that thought, though, due to the fact the intruder elbowed him in the face. Sam aimed a kick at the man's head in retaliation, but the man ducked in the nick of time, barely avoiding Sam's powerful kick, and swung back at Sam, who blocked the swing with his arm. Despite Sam's best efforts though, the fight, however, was finally won by the attacker, who knocked Sam down and pinned him to the floor, one hand at Sam's neck, and the other holding Sam's wrist.
"Easy, tiger," the man teased.
The man, Dean Winchester, was Sam's older brother by four years. He had short dirty-blonde hair that had a tidy, yet messed up look to it, green eyes which were bright with amusement, and a cocky smile. He was wearing jeans, a dark-red button-up shirt, and a large dark brown jacket.
Sam exhaled hard. "Dean?" he asked, more than surprised by the odd situation.
Dean laughed.
"You scared the crap out of me!" Sam said indignantly.
"That's 'cause you're out of practice," Dean said disapprovingly.
Catching his older brother by surprise, Sam grabbed Dean's hand and yanked, hard, slamming his heel into Dean's back and slamming Dean to the floor.
"Or not," Dean corrected himself. "Get off of me,"
Sam rolled to his feet and pulled Dean up. "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked breathlessly.
"Well, I was looking for a beer," Dean quipped, before putting his hands on Sam's shoulders, shaking once, and letting go.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked, voice sounding colder than before.
"Okay. All right. We gotta talk." Dean said seriously, dropping his lighthearted tone.
"Uh, the phone," Sam said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"If Id'a called would you have picked up?"
Jess, who had been awoken by the brawling brothers, turned on the light. She was wearing very short pink shorts and a cropped Smurf's shirt. "Sam?" she asked, confused.
The brothers turned their heads in unison.
"Jess. Hey. Dean, this is my girlfriend, Jessica." Sam said, dropping the harsh tone.
Dean gave her a fleeting look of appreciation for breaking up the soon-to-be-argument.
"Wait, your brother Dean?" she asked, before flashing a smile at the older sibling.
Sam nodded seriously.
Dean grinned at her and moved closer, to get a better look. "Oh, I love the Smurfs," Dean said cheerfully, motioning to Jess's shirt. "You know, I gotta tell you. You are completely out of my brother's league."
"Let me just put something on…" Jess said as she turned to go back into the bedroom, but Dean's voice stopped her. "No, no, no, I wouldn't dream of it. Seriously," Dean said flirtatiously, before going back over to Sam without taking his eyes off Jess. Sam watched him, his expression stony. "I gotta borrow you boyfriend here, talk about some private family business," Dean continued. "But, uh, nice meeting you."
"No," Sam said, before walking back over to Jess, and putting an arm around her. "Whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of her,"
"Okay," Dean said, turning to look at them both straight on. "Um. Dad hasn't been home in a few days,"
Sam shrugs. "So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner or later," he said, wearing a cold expression.
Dean ducked his head and looked back up, looking only at Sam this time. "Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home in a few days," he said, adding emphasis to hunting trip.
Sam's expression didn't change, but something flashed in his eyes. Jessica glanced up at him. "Jess, excuse us. We have to go outside," he said, not taking his eyes off Dean the entire time…
To Be Continued...
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