Chapter 21-The Car

"Bones, what am I supposed to do?" Sam asked as they climbed into bed. They had cut dinner short, returning home and thinking about everything that had happened. On the way home, Sam had told Bones about Castiel and his offer. Bones had silently nodded his head along with what Sam said. He wasn't too happy about this. They were using cadets for the trip, with only a couple trained medical personal going along. Since Bones was already assigned to the Enterprise, he couldn't go, but Sam was fair game.

"I don't know." Bones said. "I mean, I promised you that I'd get you home someday, but that day had finally come and I don't wanna let you go. I mean, you're my husband. We've been married for three years now Sammy, and I don't want to lose you." He hugged Sam against him.

"I miss my brother." Sam said. "But I love you Bones." He pushed his body against Bone's body. Bones wrapped his arms around him. He didn't want to let go of him, but he knew that this little piece of paradise would only last so long.

"I know Sammy." Bones said. He buried his face in Sam's hair. "It's just so hard." Sam closed his eyes to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall. "It's just so hard to let go of you Sammy." He said.

"I'm not going." Sam said after a minute. "I'll send the letter to Dean, but I won't go." He added. Bones could just hear heartbreak seeping into every word that Sam said.

"Remember back when we were dating and Jim asked me on the fishing trip, but I couldn't bring you along? You told me to go and to stop putting my life on hold because you were here. Remember that?" Bones asked. Sam nodded his head. "Well, if you really want to go back there, I'll let you go." He said, looking down at the wedding band that hugged his ring finger.

"No." Sam said. Bones was shocked. He really hadn't expected that.

"But, you miss your brother." He said.

"So." Sam said. "Yeah, I loved him, but things were never going to move anywhere when he wouldn't even treat me as an equal." Sam started crying then. Bones hugged him even tighter then.

"Please don't cry." He said. "It kills me to see you cry."

"I'm sorry." Sam whispered.

"Why are you apologizing?" He asked. "You're upset. I understand. I just don't want you to cry anymore baby."

"I love you." Sam whispered before he fell asleep. Bones still kept him close.

"I love you more than you could ever know." He added.

*S*P*N*

That morning, when Sam woke up, Bones wasn't in bed. He sighed, thinking that he had ran him off. So he got up and went to work on the letter he was going to send to Dean. He told him everything that had happened over the past three years. He was going to leave out the fact that he was married and happy, but he knew if he didn't, Dean would try everything he could to get him back home. And he didn't really want him to do that.

"Hey Sammy." Bones called up the stairs of their home. Scooby and Scrappy's ears perked up at hearing him. Sam went to the banister and looked down to see Bones standing there, grease all over his face. "Baby, come to the barn." He said.

"What's going on?" Sam asked.

"Just come on." Bones said. Sam pulled on some shoes and followed Bones out to the barn. "It took me forever to find a picture of her, but I finally did and fixed her up." He opened the barn and Sam gasped. The Impala set there, looking as new as he had ever seen it. When they had got the car, it had been in need of tons of repair.

"Bones." Sam said. He walked over and hugged him. "Thank you." He added.

"Let's take her out." Bones said. Sam smiled and nodded, forgetting about the letter.

"As long as I can be shotgun." He said.

Aww, wasn't that just sweet? And Sam wants to be shotgun. Now do you think he wants to go back? Please review!