Chapter 7

"Sammy!" John yelled up the stairs the next morning. He needed to find out if Sam wanted to head out west or if he wanted to go somewhere else. They needed to plan before they left. When Sam didn't respond, John became slightly worried. He quickly climbed the stairs to his son's room. He knocked on the door. It opened and he was met with a surprise.

Sam was laying on his side, a sheet wrapped around his chest. There was someone behind him, his arm around Sam's waist and pulling him close. John stood there for a minute when he realized whose face it was. It was either Dean or Jensen, but knowing how Sam had been acting towards Dean over the past year, it was probably him.

"Dean!" John yelled. Sam opened his eyes and saw his dad. He quickly sat up, pulling out of the grasp around his waist. The other man set up and stared at John. "You know, without that piece of shit Impala of your's, you thought you could fool me. But you didn't."

"Dad…" Sam said.

"And you come in here and SLEEP with my son after YOU break his heart."

"Dad…" Sam said again.

"I have half a mind to…"

"DAD!" Sam yelled. John stopped his babbling. "Dad, this isn't Dean. It's Jensen. Him and me are dating." Sam explained.

"Oh." John said. Jensen was sitting there, bare-chested, staring at John.

"I'm sorry sir." Jensen said. "I'll leave if you want me to."

"No!" John said, realizing that there were clothes thrown all over the room, which meant he probably didn't have anything on under that sheet. "You stay. I'm…I'm gonna go…fishing or something." John quickly left the room. Sam lay back against Jensen.

"Sorry about my Dad." He said. Jensen leant down and kissed his forehead.

"You can't pick your family." Jensen said. "But you can pick your friends." He kissed Sam's forehead again. "I have to go get ready for work. I won't be gone too long today. Will you still be in Lawrence when I get back?"

"I should." Sam said. "I don't think I'm gonna go out west this year."

"That's good." Jensen said, climbing out of Sam's bed. John was right, he didn't have anything on under the sheet. Him and Sam had had some fun late last night, while the rest of the world slept. He grabbed his clothes and pulled them on. "I'll be back here around six. I'm gonna take you out tonight. Show you off to the world." Jensen pulled on his shirt, then climbed back on the bed. He hovered above Sam, who still on it with a sheet covering him. "My own little brand of heroine." He leant down and kissed Sam's lips.

"I'll see you then." Sam whispered. Jensen smiled then got off the bed. He grabbed his jacket and climbed back down the balcony. Sam set up in bed and just smiled. For once, things were going his way.

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