A date, did Sam ask me on a date? He did thought Madison. She couldn't keep the smile off her face as she thought about going on a date with the handsome hunter. The fact that she had sworn off dating seemed to have left her mind.

All week long Madison tried to remind herself that it was just a date. She had been on lots of dates over the years. This was no different. But it was different this was a date with Sam, the man who saved her life. The man who entertained a good portion of her thoughts.

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She hadn't felt this nervous and excited since her senior prom. But Jimmy Meltrigger was not in the same league as Sam and hopefully this date would end better than prom night with her date passed out in the back of his mom's station wagon. What I am I going to wear the brunette wondered? Certainly not a pink velvet and taffeta dress.

Finally after careful consideration, she selected a black cocktail dress. She wasn't exactly sure what they were going to be doing on their date because Sam said he wanted to surprise her. However she figured she couldn't go wrong with a black dress.

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"Nervous about your big date with Madison?" asked Dean.

"No I'm not nervous. Why would you think I'm nervous because I'm not nervous," replied Sam.

"Whatever you say Sammy."

"It's just a date." But was it really just a date Sam asked himself. No woman since Jess had captured his mind the way Madison had. Randomly throughout the day Sam would find himself thinking about the beautiful brunette. So was this just a date or the start of something more? A part of Sam felt he shouldn't want more because that could put Madison in danger from the yellowed-eyed demon.

"You know Sammy, by offering to lock her up each month, you made her a part of your life already. Even if you didn't go out with her, she's a part of your life."

How did he do that? How did he know exactly what I'm thinking wondered Sam? Dean had always been able to read his brother like a book.

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Sam showed up at Madison's door holding a bouquet of pink and white tulips.

"Sam you remembered." Madison had mentioned once that tulips were her favorite flowers. "They're beautiful. Thank you."

"You're welcome." Sam had to call half a dozen florists to find one that had tulips out of season, but it was worth it to see her face light up.

"So where are we going?" asked Madison.

"I thought we would start out at this little jazz club I know about. The trio playing tonight is supposed to be really good."

"Sounds like fun. Let me put these in water and we can go."

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Brubeck's was a small jazz club with a lively atmosphere. Sam and Madison were seated at an intimate table a little ways back from the stage where it wasn't too noisy.

"This is a lovely place Sam. How did you find it?" asked

"I remembered a friend at Stanford telling me about it."

"Do you miss it?"

"Stanford?" Madison nodded. "I used to miss it a lot at first, but after my Dad died I realized that family was more important. Now so much has happened since then and I feel so far removed from Stanford that I don't think I could ever go back."

"I sort of know what you mean. I went to community college in Santa Barbara for two years. I thought about transferring to a four year school and I even had an acceptance at USC."

"What made you change your mind?"

"I got a part time job in a law firm as a file clerk. I ended up liking it so much that when I decided that I wanted to move to the city a lawyer there recommended me to Edelstein and Meyer. That's how I ended up where I work."

"You're so lucky getting to live in such a beautiful city."

"I love it here. I couldn't imagine living anyplace else. I mean I loved growing up in Santa Barbara, but here is where I'm meant to be."

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After enjoying a wonderful meal and a lovely set of jazz music, Sam and Madison headed out into the cool air.

"How about a walk? You can point out all the highlights of the city to me," said Sam.

"A walk would be great or…." said Madison taking a hunch. "We could take a ride on a cable car."

"A cable car? That sounds like fun."

Madison loved Sam's boyish enthusiasm as they rode the city on one of the landmark cable cars. She had ridden on them plenty of times, but had never enjoyed a ride as much as she had with Sam. The city looked so beautiful with all of the buildings lit up for the night and Sam enjoyed seeing it all. He held Madison's hand the whole time.

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All good things must come to an end and Sam found himself standing outside of Madison's apartment.

"Thank you for a wonderful time Sam," said Madison.

"You're welcome Maddy. I had a wonderful time too," replied Sam.

Sam stared at Madison for moment before he leaned down and gently placed his lips upon her's. They felt so soft under his and he could feel her responding to him. Madison welcomed Sam's kiss and let it wash over her. Never had kissing someone felt so right to her. This might not have been the first time they kissed, but that didn't make it any less wonderful. After a few moments they broke apart.

"Sam, would you like to meet tomorrow for breakfast? Dean too. I know this great dinner Goldie's. They have the best breakfast in the city," said Madison.

"I'd love too," replied Sam.

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"So how was your date?" asked Dean.

"Great. How was the bar?" said Sam.

"Well, I won four hundred dollars, but I'm here with you. So not so great, but not terrible either."

"Funny Dean. Madison asked if we wanted to meet for breakfast tomorrow and I said we would."

"Cool."

"Dean, I want to tell her everything and I think it would help if you were there."

"You mean about the demon and what happened to mom and Jess." Sam nodded. "What? You haven't told her yet. You talk to her on the phone everyday. I would have thought it would have come up."

'I've told her some stuff, but she's still dealing with the fact that she's a werewolf. I thought I'd wait a little while before I dumped everything on her."

"I guess that makes sense. I'll go to breakfast with you as long as you two don't act all lovey dovey." Dean had to duck to avoid the pillow Sam threw at him.

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"Madison this place is awesome," said Dean as he a watched a cute waitress in a poodle skirt go by.

"I'm glad you like it. It's one of my favorite places in the city. I'm surprised its so empty in here. Usually its super crowded," replied Madison.

It's just as well that were the only ones in this section thought Sam. No one to overhear their conversation.

After breakfast had arrived and everyone was eating, Sam decided that it was time. He just hoped that Madison didn't once again think he was psychotic.

"Uh Madison, I wanted to talk to you about something. I know I've told you that Dean and I were raised by our dad to hunt supernatural things, but I never told you how our dad got into it in first place," said Sam.

Judging by the looks on their faces, Madison could tell this was a heavy topic for Sam and Dean.

"When I was six months old my mom was killed by a demon right over my crib. My dad saw it happen." Sam launched into the story of his and Dean's life since that moment. Dean jumped in to explain a few things as well. By the time they finished speaking both Winchesters stared at Madison searching her face for a clue as to how she was taking everything they had just told her.

"Well Madison you're not running from the building," said Dean breaking the silence.

"You know if you had told me this two months ago, I would have said you were crazy, but I'm a werewolf. Crazy doesn't exist for me anymore. I'm so sorry that happened to your family," said Madison.

"Maddy, I didn't want to lay all of this on you, but if I'm going to be a part of your life I felt you should know," said Sam.

"Sam, I'm not going to lie and say what you and Dean just told me isn't scary, but I'd be dead if you didn't make your offer. I just feel so bad that all of that has happened to you. No family should have to go through a tragedy like that," Madison's voice wavered slightly as she spoke and for a moment Sam thought he saw a hidden pain in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

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The sun was beginning to set and darkness was almost upon the night sky. It was time for Madison to be locked up. Butterflies were swarming her stomach as she entered her converted closet.

"Okay Madison, there's nothing to worry about. I'll be right outside. As soon as the sun is up I will be in here to let you out," said Sam sensing Madison's nervousness.

Madison held her arms out and Sam placed the shackles on them. He could feel her trembling slightly. Once they were in place, Sam pulled her into a hug.

"It's going to be okay Maddy," he whispered in her ear. Madison nodded against him.

After giving her a kiss on the cheek, Sam reluctantly headed out of the closet. Closing the door he locked the deadbolt and moved the bookcase in front of the door for extra protection. A book on the shelf caught his eye and Sam pulled it down. It was a biography of the architect Frank Lloyd Wright. Book in hand Sam settled down for a long night. As promised to his brother a gun loaded with silver bullets was sitting on a table next to him. He hoped like hell that he didn't have to use it.

Sam was more than halfway through the book by the time morning came. Once the first rays of the morning sunlight shone through the window, he was out of the chair. He moved the bookshelf back to its proper place and unlocked the deadbolt. Slowly Sam opened the door. Relief flooded through him when he found Madison safe and sound.

"Good morning. Maddy are you okay?' asked Sam as he unshackled her.

"Morning Sam. I'm fine," replied Madison.

Once the shackles were off, Sam noticed how red here wrists were. He gently brushed a finger over one of them.

"Don't worry Sam they'll be fine in a little while."

"Huh?"

"One of the perks of being a werewolf, well the only perk really, is that I heal quickly. I found that out when I cut my finger and a few hours later it was completely healed."

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Two days later found Sam and Madison standing next to the Impala saying their good-byes. Both wished that it wouldn't be a month until they saw each other again.

"Madison, if you notice anything out of the ordinary, I want you to give me a call immediately." Although Sam knew there wouldn't be much he could do while in northern Washington, which was where their next hunt was taking them.

"Okay," replied Madison.

After a kiss and a quick hug, Sam got into the passenger's side of the car. Madison stood grass and watched the Impala drive. One month to go. Madison knew she would be counting down the days.

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