Author's Notes: I changed the summary when posting this chapter. The story took on a life of it's own, going places I hadn't planned when I wrote the original summary. And, I can't properly express how much I appreciate all the comments and encouragement.

Chapter 13

"Sam, it's you." Amelia repeated as Sam looked at her with disbelief. "Why do you think he wanted you to be the one to carry him?" She added as she pointed to the amulet around his neck.

"I.., I can't be one of the seven. You said they would need to be untainted by what had happened to them. I'm kind of the poster boy for being tainted." Amelia and Missouri knew about his releasing Lucifer and being his vessel; but he hadn't told them about drinking demon blood. Although he guessed they both had probably seen it anyway.

Both women had sad, sympathetic looks on their faces. Missouri spoke first. "Sam, honey, I can tell there's more you haven't talked about. It doesn't matter what you've done; I can see your true heart. Your love for Dean is as pure as it comes, and so is your soul."

Sam thought he might agree with the first part, there was nothing in this world, or any other dimension, he wouldn't do to save his brother. But he knew she was wrong about his soul. Too much had happened; he'd made too many mistakes.

Amelia knew there was nothing they could say to help Sam see what she and Missouri saw. She stood up and walked around the table to Sam. "Stand up, Sam." He stayed in his chair, looking back and forth between the two women. "Please." He started to stand, and Amelia remembered how tall he was. She pushed him back down to his chair but turned him to face her. "Sorry, with your height, this will be better." She stepped next to him and wrapped her arms around and pulled him to her. She pressed his head close to her heart and bent down to kiss the top of his head.

Images started flashing in his mind; kind of like the visions he used to have but there was no pain. His body started to feel a comfortable warmth spread out from Amelia's arms. Every muscle in his body relaxed and every ache and pain disappeared. Time seemed to stop existing, or maybe the whole history of the world flashed by in an instant. An indescribable feeling of peace, freedom, acceptance, contentment, happiness, belonging and love flowed through him. He felt Amelia release him. He opened his eyes just in time to see the glow surrounding her recede.

"What….what was that?" He asked not even trying to fight the tears forming in his eyes.

"That was what I do best." She smiled at Sam and wiped at the tears on his cheek. "Just a little more intensely and singularly focused." When he just looked at her, she explained. "Sam, my strength and power comes from the planet; every rock, drop of water, plant and animal. I use that power to nurture and protect Earth the way any mother would. And I can also channel the energy that ebbs and flows between all things." When he just looked at her with a confused expression, she smiled at him. He could swear he saw a glow in her eyes.

"That, Sam, was me letting you see what is in the world because of you. The lives of six billion people just flashed before your eyes. They are alive, the majority are happy and healthy and some are lucky enough to know love because of you. You sacrificed yourself to save the planet. And even though not many know what almost happened a couple of years ago, the life-force of the planet knows." She bent over, kissed his forehead and then sat back down at the table. "That, my dear Sam, was the planet saying Thank You."

Missouri had been quiet throughout everything. She dabbed at her moist eyes and added. "Sam, I may not know about the life-force of a planet but I know when someone is beloved by God. And I believe He knows there could be no purer act than what you did."

Sam doubted he'd ever feel the way Amelia and Missouri wanted him to feel about himself. He hadn't sacrificed himself to save the whole planet. There was only one person he had done that for, Dean. If these two women thought he was good enough to do that again, he would try. He took a deep breath, turned to face the table and asked, "Okay, that makes one. Who's next on the list?"

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They spent the next hour discussing the remaining names on the list of potentials Sam had come up with. He explained who they were, where they had lived and what had happened to them. Missouri was able to help Sam search his subconscious memories and remember all the last names. She was also able to tell him a few of the people wouldn't be able to help them, because she was sure they had never recovered from their ordeals. Sam crossed Pastor Gideon, Paul Dutton, Mandy Duran, Penny Dessertine and Theresa Ellis off his list.

They all agreed the hardest person to find would be a new mother to share a few drops of breast milk. Sam was still a little grossed out about all the bodily fluids. It seemed like a lot to ask of people they only knew for a day or two, many years ago. Missouri and Amelia both thought no one would turn them down when asked to help Dean.

They decided to not contact anyone, except Jody, until they had a better idea of how easy it would be to find people after so many years. Sam hadn't heard from Jody since they had met at Bobby's. He hadn't tried, figuring it would be safer for her to contact him. If someone had bugged her vehicle, they probably had her phones tapped. She would have been a great help in running down names but it was too risky right now.

Sam got his laptop out and started searching the internet. The ladies retired to the parlor to continuing to get better acquainted. He started to think about 'how weird it was that they…..nope, he wasn't going to finish that thought'. With both of them being able to read his thoughts, he really had to be careful. He heard the women laughing and figured he had caught himself just in time.

His first few searches were for people most likely to have an article or other info floating around the web. He found several references for Martin Flagg, the screenwriter from California. Unfortunately, the most recent items were related to his death. He had been one of several Hollywood celebrities that had disappeared in the last few weeks. Sam guessed that he must have been replaced by a Levi and then killed by Crowley's demons. The next search went equally as bad. Detective Diana Ballard had been killed in the line of duty in Baltimore two years after they had been there.

After his disappointing start, Sam decided to try again at searching in chronological order from the day Dean came to his apartment. Figuring they would be harder to find after all these years, he'd see if he was going to have any luck. He got lucky right out of the gate, kind of. He discovered Tom and Ben Collins still lived in Telluride, Colorado, but couldn't find anything on Haley. He found Lucas Barr and his mother were still in Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Lucas had grown into quite an athlete; Sam found several write-ups from the local paper. Andrea still had a land line and he was able to find their phone number.

He went to tell the women he finely had some good news. He also needed to stretch his legs. He had been sitting at the table for several hours. When he got to the parlor, Missouri wasn't there. Amelia said she had left about an hour ago to see a client. He had been so engrossed in his searching; they hadn't wanted to disturb him. He was leery of Missouri being out there on her own but Amelia said she had insisted she was fine. He told her about finding the families of their first couple of cases.

Wisconsin and Colorado weren't close but it was closer than some of the other candidates on the east coast. They talked about the logistics of getting the donations from their chosen people. Sam was willing to drive all over the country if he had to, but being closer would save time. He'd asked Amelia if maybe they could share 'their purified love' via the mail. Amelia wasn't sure but thought the talisman would want to meet each donor. She reached out and put her hand on Sam's chest, touching the amulet. As Amelia stared at his chest he could feel and hear an increase in the vibrations and humming coming from the little piece of metal. She nodded a couple of times and then removed her hand from his chest.

"It's as I thought. He needs to sense them and have them personally show their love of Dean." She said it like she was reporting the outcome of a private conversation, which is probably exactly what she was doing.

"Uh huh. While we're on the subject; why do you keep calling it a him? And why is it vibrating and humming now?" It wasn't like Sam was frightened by the activities of the necklace; they were actually kind of soothing. He was just curious.

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Author's Note: Not being used to writing fiction, I feel like I should be adding footnotes, citing sources for all the character references. Even if not necessary, I would like to thank SupernaturalWiki for their amazing catalog of information on all things Supernatural.