Ahhh! Four months later... Geez. I suck and all I can do is say I am very very sorry!! Please forgive me!!! I have had writer's block on this chapter for a very looong time. Hope you enjoy this next chapter :)

Sam's POV

Taking a deep breath, I knocked on Jo's door. It immediately opened like she was watching out her window waiting for me to arrive. I opened my mouth to explain my presence, but my air was cut off as she grabbed my jacket and pulled me into her house. The first thing I noticed was that it wasn't as quiet as it usually was, there were loud voices coming from her living room. Familiar voices. My eyes grew wide as I realized who exactly was in her house, other than her family.

"What are my parents doing here?!" I whispered frantically, trying to get out of Jo's grasp.

"They came here looking for you! Stop squirming already, it's pointless."

I gave up knowing she was right. She may be the tiniest thing, but she did have a hell of a grip on her. Trying to calm down I closed my eyes and concentrated on not hyperventilating, but I could still only hear my parents' harsh words, coming up with ideas on how I got all that money.

"Sam, where the hell did you go after dinner last night? You had me worried! And I've been thinking, maybe you should tell them the truth. I know right now it seems hard, but at least it will be out in the open and you'll be able to talk to them about it." Jo tried reasoning but Sam just wouldn't listen to any of it.

Ignoring the blond, Sam tried to listen to what his parents were saying. "Jo, did my parents bring my money with them?!"

"Yes. They said that there was no way you had a job to get that much money and them not realize it," Jo rolled her eyes, she knew my parent would never notice anything. "They're worried about you Sam, they think you stole it or something."

Sam went silent, his parents had all his money so there was a good chance that he won't be able to go to college this year, the one man he could stand was leaving in about an hour and didn't know if he was to see him ever again, and, the worst thing, was that he would have to keep on selling himself if he ever even wanted back the option of going to college.

Sam dashed out of Jo's house, running as fast as he could just to try and get away from everything. Hearing Jo call after him, and knowing she could catch up to his pace easily, Sam reluctantly stopped and tried not to cry... again.

"Man," Jo stopped jogging when she reached Sam and held onto his arm, making sure he wouldn't run away again. "look, I know it seems really hard right now, but things will clear up, they always do."

Sam just shook his head; Jo had no idea what she was talking about. Her parents weren't booze hounds and she could afford her college fee. This made Sam remember that soon she will be leaving to go to school and then he will truly be all alone.

Sam sighed and felt the need to rant. "No, Jo. My life has hit rock bottom right when it was getting to be good. I had my money for college, I met this amazing man who's now flying off to wherever his job needs him to be and my parents left me alone. Now with all the money they're just gunna keep on bickering me!"

"Whoa, back up a second, what do you mean you met a guy?" Jo questioned. "You don't even like men that way Sam."

Sam looked to the ground finding his shoes to be very interesting in this moment. "I think I might like him that way, Jo." Sam smiled shyly looking back up to his best friends face.

Jo huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, letting go of Sam knowing that this topic would make him want to stay. "So, who is this guy then? Anyone I know?"

Sam smiled, glad he could talk to his best friend about the man who he might be growing very large feelings for. "No you don't know him, his name is Dean and, he is a God Jo. You would fall in love with him so fast if you ever meet him."

"What do you mean if I ever meet him?! Are you telling me that you don't want your best friend to meet the guy who has made you have feelings for other men? I'm gunna meet him Sam. In fact, let's get your money and go to the place he is now going to so that I can meet this "God" of yours." Jo flipped.

"Okay Jo relax, and I don't have feelings for other men, I think it's just him. I promise you you'll meet him, but I'm not gunna go to the airport just so it can happen. I don't even know when or if for that matter if he is coming back."

Sam was upset; he didn't like how much it already hurt to think that his one nice client might not come back. 'But wait, if he's flying that means his car is still gunna be here.' Sam cheered up slightly, knowing that of course that man would be back for his car. ' I wonder where he's keeping it?'

"What do you mean, Sam? He didn't tell you if he was coming back?" Jo asked as we finally started a slow walk on the sidewalk, getting further away from her house.

"He works, a lot. It takes him everywhere and he said he didn't know if he would be back, but since he's flying he can't take his car with him, so he's gotta come back for it." Sam looked at Jo and was puzzled by the anger on her face.

"Sam, have you let this man blow you off by him saying that he works a lot? You're a guy, figure out what he's trying to say!" Sam stopped dead in his tracks and turned to Jo.

"No, Jo you don't understand. Dean's not like that. I know he really does have to work and can't see me. Besides we exchanged numbers and got each other's e mails and what not." Sam blushed as he said the last part in almost a whisper.

"So, is this getting serious between you too then?" Jo picked back up their walking, not really liking how fast Sam was falling for this man he met only a couple of times.

"I'm not sure. He's a very confusing man. He's never liked a man since me and he gets hot and cold cause he doesn't really know what to do. But I think that if he comes back and we take things slowly, we'll be fine."

Sam didn't know who he was trying to convince here, Jo, or himself. Hell, Dean may be freaked out by the fact that he's even feeling anything stronger than friendship with another man, so who knows what's going to happen.

Only time will tell.

Viola! There will be no more four month waits my readers, I promise you that. I hope you didn't give up hope on me. Biggest rut I have ever been in. LOVE YOU ALL!