From the moment Jessica opened her eyes to greet a new day, the only thing on her mind was Ollie. They were getting a second chance to have another first date; a real first date. Alone. Without parents around. Just the two of them having fun at a festival together, just like real teenagers did. The thought was enough to make her spring out of bed to get ready. She couldn't wait to see Ollie again!

Of course, the perfect first date needed a perfect outfit, and Jessica made sure to find the right one to wear. Since it was a Harvest Festival, Jessie stuck with the 'autumn' theme and picked out a soft, tan and white striped sweater. It went along perfect with her tight blue jeans and tan boots – 'ass-kicking boots,' as uncle Dean called them. Jess tried on a few different hats too, but none of them matched very well, so she decided to leave her hair down in big loose curls like always. She didn't want to change her appearance too much. Ollie said she looked pretty in whatever she wore anyway, and today was probably no exception.

Part of Jess was still worried that her dad might try to ruin this day, but she tried her best to let it go. Dad sounded really honest and sincere when he apologized the night before. And the whole reason that Jess had a date today was because he set it up. She just hoped that Dad would keep his word. If he ended up ruining this date, she didn't know what she would do...

The morning was half over by the time Jessie came out of her room to search for the rest of her family. As usual, the groggy Winchesters were filtering in and out of the kitchen; the source of the heavy aroma of coffee in the air. Uncle Dean, in his robe, was standing by the coffee pot and uncle Cas and Jude were sitting at the table, but Dad, Papa, and Clarence weren't there. Huh. Maybe they all wanted to sleep in today for some reason.

"Good morning, you guys," Jessie smiled as she walked in to sit at the table next to Jude.

"'Mornin', shortcake," Dean mumbled from the coffee maker, "Today's your second date with Gingersnap, isn't it?"

Jess giggled a little, half because of uncle Dean's nickname and half from sheer giddiness.

"Technically, the dance didn't count because Dad ruined it. So this is the real first date," she revised.

"Ah. I see," uncle Dean replied, taking a sip from his mug.

Jessie turned her attention to Jude, who was nervously poking at his scrambled eggs. He kept glancing toward the door as if he was waiting anxiously for someone to come in. It took Jessica less than a second to figure out that 'someone' was Clarence. Those two boys obviously had a thing for each other. It was only a matter of time before they admitted their feelings. And it was really sweet to see Jude acting like a nervous, love-sick mess.

"Excited to see someone this morning?" Jessie leaned over to whisper.

Jude gulped and flashed a glance toward his parents. Uncle Cas had gotten up to talk with uncle Dean, who was busy looking through a newspaper on the counter. Neither of them seemed to notice what Jess said. Jude turned to face her afterward, keeping his voice extremely quiet.

"Clarence stole Dad's car last night," he whispered.

"He what?!" Jessica gasped out loud.

Clarence stole uncle Dean's car?! That was the stupidest thing anyone could ever do! Why would he do that? Uh-oh, where was he? Was he still alive? Did uncle Dean already kill him?! Jude cringed at Jess's verbal outburst and looked toward his parents again, who were thankfully still lost in their own conversation.

"Shhh," Jude hissed worriedly, holding a finger to his lips, "Dad doesn't know about it!"

"Well, what happened?! Why did Clare take the car? Where did he go? Is he okay?" Jess asked in a blur.

"I followed him to town and saw him trying to get drugs," Jude admitted, harboring pain in his voice, "so I interrupted him and knocked him out, and asked Pop to help me. Papa brought us and the car home, and I think he got rid of Clarence's drug habit, too. And now we're both waiting to see how he's doing this morning. Papa said there might be some side effects, but we think..."

Jude's sentence slowly trailed off when the sound of shuffled footsteps came up to the doorway. Clarence, wearing ripped faded jeans and a holey black t-shirt, wandered aimlessly into the kitchen. He was holding a hand to his head like he had a headache, and his eyes were squinty from where he just woke up. Jessica studied the demon guy's face as he stood there, feeling like she recognized him better. Skin softer, hair cleaner, eyes brighter, body language calmer. Clarence looked more like the guy from her visions – more like himself – than he had since he first walked into the bunker. Wow. Uncle Cas must have cured him pretty well.

Jude and uncle Cas both kept their eyes solidly fixed on Clarence, watching him sway around in the entryway. When Clarence's sight found Jude and Jessica at the table, the demon shuffled toward them. He plopped his skinny body down in front of Jude and leaned across the table to whisper.

"Hey. Jay," he muttered, voice deep and weary, "Did I... Did I talk to you last night? About my guitar or something?"

Jessie tilted her head a bit. His guitar? Why was he mentioning his guitar instead of taking the Impala? Maybe he didn't remember it or something... Jess looked to her cousin Jude, who seemed like he was trying to contain his surprise.

"Um, yeah," he nodded, poking his eggs with his fork again, "I asked you if you wanted dinner, remember? You said you weren't hungry."

Clarence narrowed his eyes a little in confusion but nodded. He dragged his hand through his hair and scratched his own head like he was trying hard to remember something. Next to Jessie, Jude seemed to be nervously awaiting his reply.

"Huh," Clare scoffed, shrugging his shoulders a bit, "Man, I had the weirdest dream last night."

Jess shared a tiny smile with her cousin Jude.

"You did?" she inquired sweetly, "What about?"

Clarence looked between Jessica and Jude and shook his head with a smile of his own.

"I... I can't really remember the whole thing... But I know you were there," he admitted, pointing to Jude, "I was driving a car and I kept seeing you on the side of the road... And you showed up in an alley and stopped me from..."

Clarence didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he covered his mouth and coughed, breaking eye contact with Jude.

"Ugh," he groaned afterward, "My mouth is so dry..."

"Here."

Everyone looked up to see uncle Cas standing next to the table. The angel leaned over and placed a glass of ice water in front of Clarence, wearing a subtle look of concern and relief. Clarence made a strange face, probably confused about why uncle Cas was giving him water.

"You need to replenish your fluids," Cas explained.

"Replenish my - ? Why?" Clarence asked suspiciously.

Uncle Cas gulped and looked down at Jude, who immediately answered the question for him.

"Because you didn't eat dinner yesterday," Jude quickly said.

"Yeah. And severe lack of food and water causes the brain to hallucinate," Jessie added, wanting to help, "You better drink up, Clare."

Clarence looked amongst everyone with a hardened expression, as if he didn't quite believe them – which was understandable, because they were actually trying to keep him from remembering the truth. But the demon must have been too thirsty to really care. He picked up the glass and began to gulp the water down anyway. While Clarence was distracted, Jessie shared a wink with Jude, who seemed grateful for the backup. Jess was glad she could help her cousin patch things up with the boy he secretly liked.

While Jessie sat with her boys at the table, she caught sight of her parents walking into the kitchen. Dad and Papa were both dressed and ready for the day – well, Papa seemed ready for the day, anyway. Dad, on the other hand, seemed a little sluggish. He walked over to join uncle Dean at the coffee maker while Papa skipped over to the table.

"'Morning, kiddos!" he sang in his usual cheery voice, rounding Jude's chair to get to his daughter, "Wow, baby-rabbit, you are rockin' that sweater! Isn't that the one that I bought you?"

Jessie looked down and admired the striped fabric, rubbing the end of the sleeves with her fingers.

"I think so," she nodded.

"You and Ollie-pop are going to have the best date ever," Papa said, bending down to wrap her into a hug so that he could whisper, "I promise. Seriously. I'm not going to let your Dad anywhere near the festival. You're gonna have the time of your life."

Jessie giggled a little bit in her Papa's embrace. She knew that he was always looking out for her best interest. But this time, Jess didn't think that it was really needed. After everything that was said in her room yesterday, Jessica knew that her Dad wouldn't ruin this date. She trusted that he would do better this time.

"I hope so," Jessie agree.

"I know so," Papa replied. He raised up and turned to look at Dad and say, "Pour that java in a travel cup, Moose. We've gotta deliver this bunny and her date to the farm pronto."

Dad, though he still appeared unenthusiastic about this whole 'date' thing, gave Papa a nod and reached for one of the travel mugs on the counter. Jessie wished that there was some way that she could show him how happy it made her to be with Ollie. But maybe that was something he would have to discover on his own...

Clarence must have been very careful with uncle Dean's baby when he stole her the night before. Jess was surprised to see that the Impala didn't have a scratch on it. She gave the vehicle a quick look to make sure before she got inside. Dickie hopped in behind her to keep her company too; finding her lap and curling into a ball of soft fur.

The ride to Ollie's house seemed longer than Jessie remembered. She and Dickie had the backseat all to themselves while Dad drove and Papa played with the radio, which should have made the trip fun. But, somehow, Jessica was starting to feel a little more nervous than excited. The memory of being covered in red punch in front of hundreds of people kept creeping into the back of her mind, but she tried hard to forget it. Things were different, now. Dad wasn't going to ruin this date. This time, she and Ollie were going to have fun like they always did in her dreams.

Dad was a little hesitant about driving up to Ollie's house. He mentioned that Ms. Jane would probably be pretty mad at him for the whole dance fiasco – and he was right. When Jess and her dads got out to knock on the door, Ms. Jane opened it with a disapproving look and mumbled a few things in Spanish. Whatever she said made Papa chuckle, so it must have been funny. Standing on the Thompson's doorstep for the second time, though, made Jessie feel weird. Man, it was like deja vu or something. Didn't Jess already do this once? And didn't it end in disaster last time? Oh no, what if it happened again? What if something bad happened on this date? Jessica's mind was suddenly a storm of doubt and fear.

But when she looked up and saw Ollie's cute freckled face moving toward her, the storm slowly subsided and sunshine took its place.

Oh. Ollie looked really familiar today. He was always familiar to Jess, of course, but today he looked even more so somehow. There was some peach-fuzz on his cheeks, probably because he had forgotten to shave or something, and he was wearing a red shirt with long sleeves that really brought out the cocoa in his eyes. She had seen him look exactly like this before, but when? Where? It seemed so long ago, she could hardly remember which dream it was from.

"Hi, Jessie," he mumbled quietly when he was close enough, "How are you? Are you doing okay?"

For a second, Jessica was too preoccupied with staring at him to reply. She quickly regained her focus and forced a nod.

"Um, yeah. I'm fine... Excited to go to the festival," she said, letting her smile grow.

The smile that flashed on Ollie's handsome face made her stomach fill with butterflies.

"Me too. I've only been once, but I know you're gonna love it. They have rides and games and everything. Like Disneyland. Only much smaller. And cheaper. And with more emphasis on crops," he rambled with a grin.

The way Ollie rapidly fired off facts made Jessica giggle. He said the funniest things when he was nervous. She couldn't wait to walk around the festival and hear him say more things like that.

After a very serious goodbye from Ms. Jane – with a few Spanish comments for Dad, who offered even more apologies – Jessica, her parents, and Ollie all loaded up to go to the festival. For the most part, it was an awkward ride. Dad seemed too sheepish – or too ashamed – to really say anything, Papa spent most of the time trying to keep Dickie in his lap to prevent him from trying to hump poor Ollie's leg, and Ollie must have been feeling the same first-date jitters he had before the dance because he kept mentioning corn, crops, and historical facts about the Dust Bowl. Jessica, however, spent the majority of their ride studying Ollie's stupidly handsome face and shaggy orange hair. He looked really good today, better than he did at the dance even. She remembered seeing him like this before, but she couldn't recall when. And it bugged her to no end.

Jess barely noticed when the Impala finally rolled to a stop. She had to shake herself from a trance when she realized that Ollie was taking off his seat belt. The smell of kettle popcorn and cotton candy breezed into the Impala's open windows, along with the sounds of chatter, laughter, and distant carnival rides.

"Holy smokes," Papa said, turning in his seat to smile at the teenagers in the back, "It's like a mini theme park out there!"

"I told ya," Ollie grinned, looking kind of proud of himself.

"Excellent choice, Red. I'm kinda jealous," Papa murmured, tossing him a wink, "Alright, kiddos. Do you guys need anything? Money? Jackets?"

"Protection?" Dad uttered under his breath. Thankfully, it was too low for Ollie to hear.

"No, I brought plenty of cash. Don't worry, Mr. Gabe. I can take care of Jessie," Ollie immediately promised, sounding confident.

Jessie felt heat rise on her own cheeks. Aww. She loved the idea of Ollie taking such good care of her. He was so sweet... Papa shared a small glance with Dad in the front seat before letting out a sigh.

"Then I guess we'll leave you guys to it," he said, gesturing to the door, "Go have fun, munchkins. We'll be back in three hours to get you, okay? If there's an emergency, Jessie knows what to do."

"Buddy system," she instantly replied, scooting toward the door, "Bye, Papa! See you later!"

"Bye-bye, bunny! Bring me back an ear of corn!" Papa waved.

Jessica waved back at him and Dickie too, who barked and wagged his tail. But next to them in the front seat, Dad was sadly watching Jess slide out of the car. The pitiful look on his face made Jessie's heart sink. Poor Dad. He was still a little hesitant about letting her go, wasn't he? Maybe he still felt bad about almost giving her away all those years ago... Before she rounded the car to get to Ollie, Jessica paused to lean into Dad's open window and give him a hug. She didn't want him to be scared to let her go. His long arms circled her shoulders and he held her tight.

"Have fun, Jess," he said quietly, "I'll see you in a few hours."

"You promise you won't be back 'til then?" she asked, leaning back to give him a raised eyebrow.

"Cross my heart," he nodded, making an 'X' on his chest with his finger.

Jessica beamed at her Dad, able to hear the sincerity in his voice. She raked some of his long brown hair back so that she could peck a kiss to his cheek.

"I love you, Dad," she reminded.

"Love you too, baby girl," he replied.

After giving him another quick hug, Jess let go of her Dad and dashed around the front of the Impala to get to Ollie. His red locks were tossing around in the breeze and the sun made the peach-fuzz on his face all shiny. He held his hand out when he saw her coming up to him.

"We should probably hold hands to cross the road," he tried to explain, though his cheeks were pink.

Jess giggled. It was painfully obvious that Ollie just wanted to hold her hand and was using a dumb excuse to cover it up. But she didn't care. She instantly slipped her hand inside his and took hold of his warm fingers, making smiles blossom on both of their faces.

"Yeah. Safety first," she agreed bashfully.

With the manners of a true gentleman, Ollie led Jess across the road to the entrance of the festival, where he paid for their tickets and let her choose the first activity to do. Jessica suggested that they should try to tackle the corn maze, since there was no knowing how long it would take them. Ollie agreed and took her to the maze entrance on the other side of the festival. They passed lots of carnival games, rides, hotdog stands, and cotton candy machines along the way, and each one made Jessie's smile grow brighter. Wow, this was even better than the dance! Everyone was having such a good time; laughing and smiling and eating and playing. Maybe her family needed to come back here before the harvest season was over.

Ollie never let go of Jessie's hand, even when they started into the corn maze. He seemed too shy and nervous to open his hand even a little. Still, Jessie didn't mind. She just couldn't get over how nice he looked in a simple long-sleeve shirt and khaki pants.

"So how is Jude? I haven't seen him since the Halloween party," Ollie casually mentioned as he led Jess around another corner of corn stalks.

Thinking about Jude and the Halloween party actually made Jessie remember that black bag of naughty magazines that uncle Dean found, but she didn't want to bring that topic up. Especially not on a date. She quickly came up with something else to say instead.

"He's okay," Jess nodded, "Clarence is driving him a little crazy, but that's nothing new."

"Clarence?" Ollie repeated, "Who's that?"

"Oh," Jessie breathed, realizing that he and Clarence had never met before, "He's, um, a family friend. He's staying in the bunker right now until uncle Bobby and uncle Crowley find his mom."

"There's a – a boy staying in the bunker with you guys?" Ollie muttered, sounding a little disappointed, "Oh. That's cool, I guess... Is he nice?"

Jessie gave her red-haired friend a sideways glance, feeling kind of confused. Why did Clarence make Ollie disappointed? Maybe he was worried that Clarence might try to steal Jessie away from him or something. Which was completely hilarious. Clarence was too busy falling in love with Jude to ever consider going out with Jess. Besides, she already had a freckle-faced cutie all her own. Jessica squeezed Ollie's hand a bit, wearing a warm smile.

"Not as nice as you are," she answered truthfully.

The fluffy compliment made Ollie blush again. He smiled and turned away to hide his red cheeks, but Jess still saw it. The two of them finished the corn maze in less than twenty minutes. The exit made them come out near the other end of the park, where there were even more games and rides. Jessie mentioned that she would like to ride the 'Spinning Tea Cups' and Ollie immediately took her over to it. The two of them got on board, spun around so fast, and laughed so hard that their stomachs started hurting.

After the ride was over, Ollie bought them a couple of candy apples from a nearby stand. Jessie locked her arm with his while they walked around and ate. It was one of the juiciest, most delicious apples she had ever eaten in her life. Maybe it was the fact that she was in such good company when she ate it, that made it so good... Once their apples were gone, Ollie offered to win Jessica a prize at a game booth. There were huge stuffed animals hanging on the outside; giraffes, elephants, monkeys, kittens, dogs, even a giant pink bunny near the front.

"Don't worry, Jessie. I've played baseball my whole life," Ollie reminded as he picked up the first ball and tossed it in the air a few times, "That bunny is as good as yours."

Jessica stood to the side with a huge smile and watched Ollie toss the baseballs into the booth. The object of the game was to knock down the milk bottles on a table. But, unfortunately, all three of Ollie's baseballs missed their mark. When the last ball was thrown, Ollie scratched the back of his red hair and looked away sheepishly.

"Er... Maybe I'm a little rusty," he admitted.

Jessica couldn't hold back her giggle. It was so cute to see Ollie trying so hard to impress her. Especially when the truth was that he had always been impressive.

"Let me try," she suggested, holding her hand out.

The guy at the booth gave her three baseballs, but Jessie knew that she only needed one. After sizing up the bottles on the table – and with just a tiny touch of her grace – Jess threw the ball as hard as she could and knocked them all down on the first try. Ollie and the guy at the booth both looked at her with mouths hanging open.

"That's one heck of an arm, sweetheart," the booth guy smiled, "Take yer pick! Which animal will it be?"

"The unicorn, please," she said, pointing to the one behind the tiger.

It was the only unicorn in the whole bunch; a stuffed white horse with rainbow hair and a spiral horn. The guy at the booth carefully got it down and handed it to Jessica, who promptly turned around to hold it out to Ollie.

"Here," she offered sweetly, "For taking me out again."

Ollie timidly glanced at the booth guy, who seemed pretty amused by what he just saw, but carefully took the unicorn with a smile.

"Th – thank you," he chuckled, "These were always my favorite."

"I know," she nodded.

The two of them looked at each other for a second and Jessica could feel it again; that same electric spark that she felt when they were dancing a few days before. Their smiles were slipping away and seriousness was taking over their faces. It felt like she was sliding closer to him without ever moving a muscle. And just when her sight flickered down toward his lips -

"Do you want to ride the Ferris Wheel?" Ollie blurted.

Jessica blinked a few times, letting her mind catch up with her ears. Ferris Wheel? There was a Ferris Wheel here? Ollie probably noticed her confusion because he shifted his new stuffed unicorn into one hand to point beside them. Jessica turned to see the giant metal wheel a few yards away and her jaw slowly fell open. The Ferris Wheel. Ollie's red shirt. His stubbly cheeks and perfect eyes – she finally remembered.

This was the place where they had their first kiss.

When the stark realization dawned on her at last, Jessica actually felt a little jittery herself. Oh man, she had never actually kissed Ollie before! They kissed all the time in her dreams, but never in person. Never in real time. And this was it. It was about to happen for real and Jessica was more nervous than she ever had been before.

"Y – yes," she managed to squeak.

With his face still pink beneath his multiple freckles, Ollie smiled and took Jessie's hand again. He led her over to get in line, where they had to wait for the next carriage. Jessica could feel her own hand trembling inside Ollie's, making both of their arms shake on accident. She knew she was overreacting a little bit, but she couldn't help it. Why was she feeling so nervous? It was just a kiss! She kissed Ollie all the time in her dreams! Was there a difference? What if she messed it up? What if she had bad breath?! Jessica quickly and discretely checked the smell of her own breath when Ollie wasn't looking, and was grateful that it wasn't too bad.

When it was their turn to get on board, Ollie let Jess get in first. She slid all the way over so that he would have room. The ride operator shut the door behind them after Ollie sat down and the giant wheel began to turn, carrying them high above the festival. Jessica's heart was beating hard and fast, making her lungs race to catch up. 'Calm down, baby-bunny,' she imagined her Papa saying to her, 'It's just a lil' smooch with Carrot-top. No big deal.' Although the thought of Papa's voice comforted her, Jessica still felt nervous.

"Jessie?"

The sound of Ollie's anxious tone made Jessica feel relieved. At least she wasn't the only one fighting off nerves. Ollie was blinking between her face and the unicorn in his lap, seeming like he was trying to force himself to talk.

"Um, I know that we're good friends and everything, but I just want you to know that... I like you," he started, voice quivering a little, "And not like in a 'friends' way... I mean like a real way... I sort of... I kind of love you."

Jessica gulped hard, feeling the butterflies in her stomach swarm into a gust of wings. The carriage they were sitting in had stopped at the very tip top of the wheel and was dangling over the park, leaving them absolutely alone together. This was the exact moment that started Jessie's dream all those years ago. Jess could feel her body scooting closer to Ollie in the carriage, drawing next to him like a magnet. And Ollie was scooting closer too, craning his neck and bringing his face toward hers.

Jessica only had time to blink her eyes shut before their lip slowly collided. Ollie's mouth was warm and moist, housing the faint taste of candy apples. Jess's heart was beating so hard that she thought it might beat out of her chest, just like Jude said. They were kissing! Jessica was actually kissing Ollie for the very first time!

She slowly pressed further in and reached up to hold his face – but the feeling of peach-fuzz on her fingers made her start to giggle. The more she held onto him, the more she began to laugh. It reminded her of how funny she found the whole thing when she was little, and it only made her laugh more. Before Jessie knew it, she was no longer kissing Ollie, but gasping for breath and chuckling, holding on to both of her own knees to steady herself. She couldn't stop laughing! Why was this so funny?

"Wh – what is it?" Ollie asked, sounding afraid, "Did I do it wrong?"

Jessica cackled a few more times, unable to stop herself, but shook her head.

"No," she giggled, "That was amazing, Ollie! I just... I just thought of something that happened when I was a little girl, that's all."

"Oh," he nodded timidly, "So the... The kiss was good?"

Jessica finally got her giggles under control and was able to give him an honest nod.

"Yes. It was very good," she answered, reaching over to take his free hand again, "and I'm glad you feel that way, because I love you too. In fact, I've loved you my whole life."

The joy that lit up Ollie's face made Jessica feel so warm and bubbly. His fingers wiggled around inside hers as the wheel started moving again.

"Does that mean I can be your boyfriend?" he asked, sounding hopeful.

Jessica let out one last giggle as their carriage slowly floated toward the ground.

"Absolutely," she agreed.


Watching their daughter wave goodbye and skip off to her date with Ollie made Gabe kinda sad, but the woeful look in Sammy's pretty eyes made his heart snap in two. Ugh, the kid's face was so long he practically looked like a horse instead of a moose. Gabe knew that this was hard for him; that Sam hated seeing their little girl go off on her own. But even though it made him upset, Sam was doing it. He was finally letting Jessica go. And Gabe couldn't have been more proud of his handsome hubby.

"I'm proud of you, Samsquatch," Gabriel hummed, reaching over to pat his arm.

Sam huffed a breath and nodded, bowing his head and letting his hair fall around his face. The guy was clearly having a hard time with this. And Gabe knew he needed to do something. He knew there had to be someway to cheer him up and help him forget about their baby being on a date.

"Hows about we have a date of our own, huh, kiddo?" the archangel offered, reaching over to ruffle some of Sam's soft hair, "Come on, it'll be like we're teenagers again."

"Gabe, we were never teenagers at the same time," Sam reminded in a mumble.

"Oh. Right. Well, there's a first time for everything. See? Let's do it," Gabe urged, playfully tugging on the kid's arm.

Sam let out another sigh and tossed his head back, this time looking exhausted and weary.

"Fine," he allowed flatly, "What do you wanna do?"

Gabriel took a second to think. Hmm. That was a good question. He hadn't thought this far into his plan. But the movies seemed like the go-to option, didn't they? Gabe couldn't remember the last time he was in a movie theater. The trickster wasn't patient enough to sit through an entire movie from start to finish. But if Sammy was there, he could probably find a way to pass the time...

Instead of answering the question, Gabriel simply let a smirk light up his face and snapped his fingers together. He transported the whole Impala to the local movie theater parking lot in a blink of an eye with his grace. Sam raised his head and looked around, but didn't seem very enthused to see the box office.

"A movie?" he assumed, sounding unimpressed.

"Yeah. Isn't that what the hip teenagers do? Go see movies and make out in the dark?" Gabe said.

"I guess," Sam muttered.

The kid opened his door and stepped out, which made Dickie follow closely behind him. Gabriel quickly exited the car and flew around to link arms with Sam, walking with him into the theater like a pair of movie stars. When they got inside, Dickie made a B-line for the concessions; racing over to sneak behind the counter and lick up the stray popcorn while no one was looking. Gabe and Sam glanced at all the movie posters around them, scanning to see what was playing.

"What do you feel like seeing, sweetheart? Action? Comedy? Drama?" Gabe named off.

"I don't care," Sam answered, "You pick. I'll go get some popcorn and our dog."

"Alright," Gabe allowed, "but get me some gummy bears, okay? And some Butterfingers, if they've got 'em."

Sam nodded as he walked away, waving his hand to signal that he would get Gabe's sweets. In the meantime, the archangel slid over to the box office and smiled at the lady working behind the glass.

"Hello, sir. How many tickets would you like?" she asked.

"Two, please," he replied.

"And which movie would you like to see?" she prompted.

Again, Gabriel looked over the options but didn't see anything interesting. Hell, he didn't even know what half of the movies were even about. The only reason he chose to come to the theater was to give Sam a distraction. Maybe the movie itself wasn't important at all... Maybe there was something else Gabe could do to take the kid's mind off things...

"You know what?" Gabe said, feeling a smirk grow on his face, "I'd like tickets to the movie with the emptiest theater."

The lady behind the glass looked confused.

"The emptiest theater?" she repeated.

"Yeah. My husband and I don't like crowds," he lied.

"Um, okay," she said sweetly, pulling up two tickets, "Here you go. Theater number six."

Gabe quickly traded her for some cash, gave her a wink, and offered his thanks before prancing over to find Sam at the concessions. The guy had purchased a giant bucket of popcorn, a large cup of soda, plus all of Gabe's candy, and was having a difficult time trying to carry it all. Gabe quickly reached out to help him carry the huge load before leading him to their theater.

"What movie is this?" Sam asked as they tried to find some seats in the dim light.

"Uh, I'm not sure. I used 'eeney-meany-miney-moe'," Gabe muttered, ushering Sam into a particular row, "Go on and find a seat, Moosie."

Sam slowly trotted his way to the middle and plopped down in the center. Coming to the movies obviously didn't make him feel any better... but Gabriel hoped that a nice blow job might do the trick...

When the lights finally dimmed and the movie started playing, Gabriel shifted his unopened candy into a vacant seat and carefully slipped down into the floor. Sam must have thought that he dropped something because he gave him a weird look in the dark. But that didn't stop Gabe's mission. The archangel quickly wiggled his way between his husband's legs and reached out to start undoing his belt. Sam gasped and reached down to block him, almost spilling his popcorn in the process.

"Gabriel," he hissed, "What are you doing?!"

"I'm auditioning for 'Cats' the musical," Gabriel whispered back sarcastically, "What does it look like, Sammy-boy? I'm gonna give you some head."

"Wh – what?! Here?! But we're in public!" he said, gesturing to the empty theater.

"Psssh, like that's ever stopped us before," Gabe scoffed, "You and I are the only souls in here, kid. Relax. Live a little. Let me give you an orgasm while you enjoy your popcorn."

Gabe's purring voice and bedroom eyes must have been just enough to convince Sam – either that or the guy just didn't care anymore – because he seemed to think about it for a minute before sliding back in his seat. The light from the projector screen shined on his face when he gave Gabe and exasperated look.

"If someone comes in here -"

"I'll fly us out," Gabe interrupted with a sage nod.

Sam vehemently rolled his eyes and dug a huge hand into his popcorn, but left his crotch open for the taking. Gabe briefly rubbed his hands together before unbuckling the rest of Sam's belt and carefully reaching in to pull out his cock. Sam's dick was massive; a literal moose cock, even when it was soft. But after all the sex they'd had over fifteen years, Gabriel was used to its huge size. He brought his mouth to the precious member as soon as he laid eyes on it, kissing it 'hello' and giving it a few tugs. Gabe's actions were rewarded with a few low grunts from above.

Gabriel could hear the movie playing behind him – something about a kid playing with a paper boat in the rain – but he kept most of his attention on catering to Sam's dick. Though he tried not to brag, Gabriel knew he was the master of blow jobs, especially when it came to his favorite moose. It didn't take him long to make Sam hard enough to stand up. The kid's dick practically sprung up from his pants, which Gabe found hilarious. Sam might have said he didn't like having sex in public, but his body thought otherwise.

"Ah."

Gabriel smirked a little around Sam's dick, glad to hear that the kid was enjoying himself. The archangel sucked even harder and eventually reached down in his pants to fondle his balls too. He could hear Sam crunching on popcorn above him, mixed with the loud movie playing behind him. Sam rocked his hips with Gabe's mouth, obviously trying to get to an orgasm. Wanting to help the kid along, Gabe used some of his grace to kickstart the pleasure, sending pulses to Sam's brain that made him groan out loud.

"Gnah! Gabe! Holy shit," he moaned into the giant, empty room.

Even though they just started, Sam was already close to an orgasm with the use of Gabe's magic touch. The archangel's hand was glowing yellow around Sam's cock, making wave upon wave of pleasure crash through the guy's whole body. Sam was clinging desperately to the seat with one hand and crushing his bucket of popcorn with the other, grunting and thrusting into Gabe's mouth like a jack hammer. Gabe gladly welcomed the blows. He was more than happy to ease Sam's mind with this naughty outing.

"Ahhhhh!" Sam suddenly screamed, his voice higher than before.

At first Gabriel took his husband's outburst as a good thing. Wow, Gabe must have been getting better with this blow job thing to make Sam scream like that. It wasn't until he heard Sam shriek again, and felt the kid's erection dying in his hand, that Gabriel realized something was wrong. Above him, Sam had dropped his bucket of popcorn and was trying to cover his face. The archangel quickly slipped his mouth off of Sam's dick.

"Sam?" he asked over the sound of haunting background music.

"C – C – Clown!" Sam shouted, pointing to the screen.

Gabriel instantly spun around to look at the fifty-foot screen behind him – where he saw a ginormous, psycho clown with razors sharp teeth eating the arm off a little boy. It was the creepiest, scariest clown that Gabriel had ever laid eyes on. Holy shit! No wonder Sam screamed! That thing was enough to traumatize anybody, let alone people with clown phobias!

"Get me out of here!" Sam begged, reaching down to shake Gabe's shoulders.

Without a word, Gabe snapped his fingers to transport the two of them back to the Impala. Sam ended up in the driver's seat with Gabriel next to him and he was panting; still in shock from the abrupt shift from arousal to horror. Gabriel felt terrible. What were the odds of them winding up in a killer-clown movie like that? After huffing a few breaths, Sam turned to give Gabriel a glare.

"What the hell, Gabe?!" he shouted.

Gabriel was about to give a sincere apology when he looked down to see that Sam's pants were still open. The sight of Sam's wilted cock laying pitifully between his legs was just enough to make him burst into laughter. Oh, man! Poor Sammy was so close to an orgasm, and then a clown had to show up and ruin it. Gabriel tried to catch his breath so that he could tell Sam how sorry he was, but all he could do was hold onto the kid's arm and choke out a few words.

"That... Ha, ha!.. I didn't know that was... Ha!... I promise I didn't know!" he chuckled.

The sound of his laughter must have been persuasive, because Sam actually cracked an exasperated smile. The kid shook his head and brushed the stray popcorn from his jacket, taking the time to look down at his own soft dick.

"I guess I had that coming," he mumbled.

"No, you didn't get to come. That's what's so funny!" Gabriel giggled.

Sam gave a small chuckle. Gabe was so happy to see his husband slowly getting back into a good mood. After a moment of collecting himself, Sam leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes.

"I'm gonna have nightmares for weeks," he mentioned.

"Nah, don't be silly, moose," Gabe purred, crawling over to cuddle up to him, "I'll always make sure you have sweet dreams."

Sam rolled his head to the side to give Gabe an honest smile. The archangel leaned up to press his lips to his human's, tasting the butter and salt from the popcorn on the tongue that slid out to meet him. Gabe ran his hand through Sam's hair and smiled when he pulled away.

"Want me to try again?" he offered in a purring tone.

"As long as there aren't any clowns," Sam grinned, gesturing toward his open pants, "Be my guest."

(Author's Note: It simply isn't Christmas without a hilarious Sabriel catastrophe. XD I really hope you guys found this Chapter funny. I thought we all deserved a few laughs after so many feels. ;) Clarence is doing much better now, in terms of health. His mind still has some catching up to do. Lol. I don't know if you guys remember, (Some of you probably do, because you're just that awesome,) but the premonition that Jessica talked about in this chapter actually came from "Normal." She saw her first kiss with Ollie when she was only four years old. Talk about foreshadowing, huh? Lol. XD And of course, the movie that ruined poor Sam's orgasm was 'IT.' (That movie is awesome, btw. Both the original and the reboot. I recommend both.) ;D Pennywise is basically Sam's worst nightmare, I think. Lol. :D I really hope you guys got a few laughs out of this. And I hope you all have the best holiday and the merriest Christmas ever! :D Thank you all so much for every single comment! They truly encouraged me to make each and every chapter more enjoyable than the last. ;) I love you guys! The next chapter will be out soon! :)

Banana Theft, Lol! Two reviews? I feel so popular and important! XD Awww, don't feel too bad, BT, we are all puddles of Judence-shipping messes. ;) idk about you, but Gabe could poke me with his stick anytime. (Sam: Excuse me?! Me: Uh... it was just a joke? *laughs nervously before running away.*) Jude is really cute and caring, isn't he? I think he came out with Cas's gentleness and Dean's motherly-ness. (Jess: That's not a real word. Me: Shhh. I know. But it works.) ;D I'm glad that Crowley was kind enough to let me know that you are looking forward to the angst storm. Though, I'm actually quite afraid for your heart, darin. You might want to put some armor on that thing before going into chapter ten. Lol. ;D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! I hope you have a wonderful holiday weekend! :)

Beckettsbabe09, Aww, yay! I'm so glad you're enjoying the Judence plot! :D and I'm even more glad that they were able to give you a perfect end to a nightshift day! (Nightshifts are the worst. Lol) ;) Thank you so much for all your encouragement, darlin! And for reading and reviewing! I hope you have a fantastic holiday weekend! :D

Deanstiel's Daughter, Awww, thank you so much, darlin! :) I can't tell you how happy I am that you love Clarence! I love him and all his lil quirks too, so its nice to have other people on board. Lol. ;D I'm so sorry to hear that your family is full of addiction, but sadly, I know how you feel. Much of my father's side is estranged from us too. So like Misha and Jensen always say, "You are not alone." ;) I think the reason Jude has such a big heart is because both of his dads have big hearts. Add them together, and you get the sweetest kid ever. ;D Ha! Yeah, now that Clarence is officially clean and he feels better, he'll be acting a lot nicer to everyone. (for the most part. Lol) But they'll get used to it. :) And Don't worry about that story, darlin. There is another one coming up right after this one. ;D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! I hope you have an amazing holiday weekend, darlin!

GeekGirlForLife, Hahaha! I don't think Clarence knows/realizes how much Dean prizes the Impala yet. But he will learn soon enough. Lol! XD Aww, I'm so glad you're proud of Jude for flying! I am too. That kid tries his best. ;D And of course he and Jessie are besties who share everything and know eahc other better than anyone. ;) *gasp* Me? A writer for Supernatural? I wish! XD They probably wouldn't like me, though. Too much destiel and sabriel and stuff. Lol! XD Thank you so much for the compliment, darlin! It made my day! :D And thanks for reading and reviewing, too! I hope you have a blessed holiday weekend! :)

GinnyTonic, I'm very sorry/not sorry at all for giving you feelings, darlin! They are disgusting and gross and amazing and wonderful, aren't they? XD I promise to burden you with more feelings soon! :D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! I hope you have an amazing holiday weekend! :D

TheRagingHawk, Hello there, lovely darlin! :D Aww, I'm so glad that you loved the chapter! Yeah, I don't think Clare realizes how important the Impala is to Dean yet. If he did he might not have taken her. (Oh, who am I kidding. Of course he would have. Lol) XD (Dean: *pauses fondling Cas to run into room* He did it on purpose?! That lil asshole! Sammy, get me the rock salt and matches and -! Me: *pushes Dean back out of room* Go grab your angel's crotch again and settle down, bowlegs!) XD Don't worry, Darlin. Judence will become official very soon! Once we get through all the heartbreak of chapter ten. *shivers in terror at the remembrance of the oncoming storm of feels* No worries! We'll get through it together! XD Thank you so much for reading and reviewing, darlin! I hope you have a wondeful holiday weekend! :)

keelylewis1130, Awww, I know! Jude is so sweet and thoughtful, isn't he? Just like his Papa! ;) I'm so glad you like the story so far, darlin! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! I hope you have a blessed holiday weekend! :)

Ashley Allen 46, Aww, no worries, darlin! I'm just glad to hear from you again! And I hope that all your family issues are resolved soon, just in time for the holidays. :) Thank you so much for dropping a few lines, hon. I'm so glad that you're enjoying the story! Jude and Clarence are something, huh? Lol. And Sammy is definitely trying his best to accept Jessie is growing up. Lol. ;D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing, darlin! I hope you and your family have a fantastic holiday weekend! :)

Pups3942, YAY! I'm so glad that you love Judence! I'm so sorry for dragging you on board yet another ship, but I promise it'll be fun! (I bet you're probably sea-sick at this point. Lol) XD What's really funny is that Dean and Cas are both in the loop but neither of them know that the other one knows. Lol! It's going to make for an interesting reveal in the next chapter. ;D Don't worry, Clare's memory is a little foggy right now, but I think he (or his body, at least) really appreciates what Cas did for him. He already looks and feels a million times better. And younger. :) At first, he probably won't know what to do with himself. But he'll eventually find something else to become addicted to. *ahem* Jude *ahem* ;D Haha! Yeah, Clare, please don't ever touch Dean's car again. Dean is okay with you not liking his music, he can handle you dating his son, but taking his baby for a joyride? You'll be dead before you can say "Korn." lol! XD Aww, I'm so sorry for the cavities! But I'm so glad you are enjoying seeing Jude's sweetness in action. ;D He just wants Clarence – and everyone, really – to eat well, smile, and be loved. He's always looking out for everyone. (Especially cute demon boys) ;) Yeah, Clarence has had a really tough fight for almost his whole life, but now he's in good hands. And he won't have to fight anymore. :) And what will Cas do with this information? I think he and Dean will share it with each other in chapter ten – before the big 'feels' storm hits. ;D Thank you so much for reading and revieiwng, darlin! I hope you have a blessed holiday weekend! :)

gothichic, Hey darlin! :D hahaha! Boy, that is a whole lotta love! I think it was six or seven! XD Lmao! I'm glad that I get some of that love to, you gorgeous, amazing person! Lol! At the very least, I'm glad I could give you something to read over and over this week! Something to take your mind off the holiday stress I hope. ;) Awww, yeah Jude is so confused about what he's feeling. (Cas: Do not worry, son. I know exactly how you feel.) XD There are so many options in his young, teenage life that they just overwhelm him I guess. But its obvious that he's starting to like Clarence a lot. ;D haha! Yeah, Dean totally already knows, Jude. You don't have to be so nervous around your Dad. XD I don't think Jude could help himself when Clare was playing his song. On the one hand, Clare looks so pitiful and sick. But on the other hand, pink nipples! Lol! XD Oh yeah. Clarence gets Jude going way more than those porn mags for sure. ;D Clarence has had a few people in his life that have been really nice and helpful – his witch moms, the old music store man, etc – and he cherishes every one. I think he will cherish the Winchesters even more, now. ;) Haha! I'm so glad you enjoyed when Jude got all nervous and tongue tied. XD He's worse than Ollie when talking to his crush. Lol. But he was really worried aout Clare being sick, too. I think Clarence really sticks in his mind, even close to bedtime (especially close to bedtime, lol) which is why he discovered Clarence missing so quickly. Oh God, Clare. Don't you know it's bad to touch Dean's baby? And his car too? XD Aww, yeah, the power of love works yet again, turning a scared nephilim into a master flyer. You go, baby-bird! :D Clarence was pretty upset when Jude broke up the drug deal, and I'm so sorry for all the hurtful things that Clare said to Jude. But you're right. People say and do things they don't really mean when they are blinded by addiction. :( I think Jude stole the whole K.O thing from his uncle Gabe. When in doubt, knock their lights out. Lol! XD Awww, I'm so glad that you enjoyed the scene where Cas healed Clare with his grace! It took a few minutes because Clare has been hooked on drugs since before he was born, but now Clare basically has a whole new body. He'll feel much better now, thanks to Papa Cas. ;) I think we all wanted to hug him for that, darlin. Good thing Jude was there to give him one. Lol. ;D Dude, I can't tell you how glad I am that you enjoyed this chapter! I was hoping to get it just right for you! :) And as long as we make it through the feels of chapter ten - *shivers at the thought of feels* - there will be plenty more fluff where that came from. Lol. :D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing, sweetheart! I hope you have the merriest Christmas holiday ever! Love ya, girl! Talk to you again soon! :)