The next morning I woke up early. Sam was still sleeping quietly beside me, his breathing deep and even. Reaching over and fingering a strand of his silky hair I decided to get up and face the day. I knew I had to go to the funeral home after breakfast to pick things for my parent's funeral. Taking a deep breath and pushing the covers back, I took one last look at Sam laying there looking so peaceful. His tanned skin stood out against the white sheets with the small blue pinstripes making him look almost like a golden god. I slid on a pair of shorts and my bra and headed downstairs. Everyone was still sleeping because I heard soft snoring coming from two of the rooms, one upstairs and one down. I made my way into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator hoping to find things I could fix for breakfast. I did find frozen buttermilk biscuits and bacon.
Digging around the kitchen I then found potatoes and onions so I washed the potatoes, popped the biscuits on a pan and into the oven and began peeling and dicing the potatoes and onions. Finding the pans I needed, I placed just a small amount of oil in one pan and let it heat up. While it was heating I began frying the bacon in another pan. When the oil was heated I placed the diced potatoes and onions in that pan and began to fry those together. As the food began to get finished I placed it on plates and stuck it into the microwave to stay warm.
When the biscuits were finished and I was pulling the last of the potatoes and onions out of the oil Sam walked into the kitchen. His hair was messy all over and I smiled as he walked toward me. He stopped in front of me and I leaned against the kitchen counter. Sam reached for my waist and picked me up, placing me on the counter he stepped between my legs. I ran my fingers through his hair, calming it some and coaxing a smile to break out across Sam's handsome face. His dimples caused my stomach to do a little flip flop. I leaned in to kiss him on the chin where the one freckle on the right side stood out just begging to be kissed. Then I kissed the one just below that on his neck, pulling a growl from him. His fingers dug gently into my hips and I raised my head to kiss the freckle just to the right of his mouth.
Sam grew impatient and turned his head so that his lips could capture mine. We kissed deeply, his tongue sliding along mine and his hands squeezing my hips and pulling me closer to him. Just as things were really heating up we heard, "Son of a bitch! Not in the kitchen you two!" I looked over Sam's shoulder and saw Dean standing in the doorway. I wrapped my arms around Sam's neck and shot Dean a mischievous smile. "Oh sorry Deano! I've got breakfast ready if you want some." Sam laughs against my neck where his lips touched the juncture between my neck and shoulder. "I'm not coming in unless you stop it!", Dean all but whines.
Sam kisses me again quickly and whispers, "I'll be right back." I smile at him knowing he needs a minute and kiss the tip of his nose before I let him leave. Dean shakes his head and I hop off the counter as Sam slides out of the room and into the bathroom across the hall. I pull the food from its hiding places and place it on the table. Soon John and Bobby make their way into the kitchen and Sam comes back too. The guys are all seated at the table and I place coffee and orange juice on the table in front of them before taking my seat between Sam and his dad. Bobby shook his head, "It's been a long time since I've had a woman cook for me. I could probably get used to this.", he gave me a smile erasing the gruffness from his face.
There was plenty of small talk while we ate but just as breakfast was being finished, John swallowed the last of his potatoes. "Ok so when we're finished here why don't you and Sam go get cleaned up and I'll run y'all into town to the funeral home. I know you need to make arrangements for your parents." I nodded and looked to Sam. I suddenly felt like I was going to cry. Sam sensed it and reached for my hand under the table. He laced his fingers with mine and gave me a look of reassurance. He nodded to me and I knew it was going to be alright. "Dean you clean up the kitchen since Noel cooked and Bobby and I will get things together. He's going to go into town and do some more questioning and I'll let you go with him Dean." With our directions having been given we all headed in our opposite directions.
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While Noel showered, Sam straightened up their room and even helped Dean with the kitchen some. When Noel was finished in the bathroom Sam went in and showered. He shaved the bit of stubble that had grown overnight and brushed his teeth. Hearing a knock on the door he wraps his towel tighter around his waist and opens the door. Noel is standing there with tears in her eyes. "I don't know if I can do this Sam. I'm trying to be strong but I'm getting a lot thrown at me all at once." Sam reaches for Noel and pulls her against his bare chest. She wrapped her arms around his slim waist and cried against him. Sam stroked he hair, "It's going to be alright Noel. I'm going to be beside you every step of the way. You are part of the family now and if you want we'll teach you some of the ways or if you'd rather you can stay here and help Bobby do research."
Noel looked up through tear stained eyes, "Please don't leave me today. I'm going to need you with me as I make my decisions today." Sam kisses the top of her head, "I'm not going to leave you I promise." Noel nods at him and the couple walk back to their room. Sam dresses and they make their way downstairs to find John.
John was sitting on the couch going through some books when the young couple stopped in front of him. "Ready to go dad?", Sam questioned. John looked up and nodded. They followed him to the Impala and the three of them climbed into the front seat. Noel slid closer to Sam hoping to not crowd John. Besides she hadn't gotten as close to him yet. She didn't know how to take the dad who almost barked orders and expected everyone to follow him to a T. John flipped on the radio and Def Leppard's Rock of Ages came on. Noel began to sing along with the words and Sam smiled. He knew this would gain points with both his dad and Dean for her. John also broke into a smile. Sam watched as his dad looked over at Noel in approval. "Well maybe you can talk this son of mine into liking this music as well.", he teased and Sam fought the urge to roll his eyes.
John pulls up to Sunnyside Funeral Home and Noel looks like she's about to cry again. Sam reaches for her hand and laces his fingers with his, "It's going to be alright.", he said to her quietly. He helps her out of the car and the three of them walk to the front door. John goes in first and is greeted by a man in a suit. "How can I help you sir?", the man asks John. John motions to Noel, "You have her parents here and she's come to make the arrangements." The suited man nods and says, "Ahhh yes. Follow me." He leads the way down the hallway to an office at the back of the building. Sitting behind his desk he motions to the chair and loveseat he has for guests in his office. Sam and Noel take the loveseat while John sits in the chair. They begin going over all of the mundane things that have to be done to make the arrangements. Noel held up pretty well but there were times when Sam had to wipe the tears from her eyes with a Kleenex he pulled from the box on the table beside the loveseat.
With the arrangements made, Noel choosing to have her parent's cremated instead of going through the pain of having a funeral, John leads the young couple out to his car. The funeral director assured Noel that they would send her everything that belonged to her parents. She had given them Bobby's address with Sam's help. They drive back to Bobby's and as they walk in Noel is visibly exhausted. Sam rubs her back and looks at her with concern in his hazel eyes. "Let's go upstairs and lay down. You look like you could use some rest.", he says to her. Noel nods to him and lets him lead her up the stairs after telling his dad he was taking her to lie down.
Noel crawls under the covers and Sam snuggles in next to her. Noel is soon asleep and Sam watches her for several long minutes before deciding he needs to go downstairs and find out if the other men have found out anything else about Anna and that entire situation. Tucking her in good Sam leans down to kiss her hair and then heads down to talk to his dad, Bobby and Dean.