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Jessica pulled her keys out of her purse and unlocked the door. As she turned to Sam, she noticed the slightly panicked look on his face. "Sam, are you all right?" she asked with concern. He nodded and suddenly it hit her, "Sweetie, you're not afraid to meet my parents are you?"
Sam gulped, like Dean and his dad, he hated showing his weakness, but he was unable to hide it, at least in front of Jess and his brother. "A little bit, yeah," he admitted, "but can you blame me? I mean after finding out I saved you, your dad must've put me on a pedestal and now we're dating…" he trailed off as Jess grinned.
"Baby, trust me, they're going to love you," she assured him.
"I trust you with my life," he whispered as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Jessica smiled at the gesture and with her free hand, opened the door and ushered Sam in side. "Mom, dad?" she called out, "We're here!"
A moment later Jess' parents walked into the room. As soon as Sam saw her, he knew where Jessica got her looks from. She definitely looked like an older version of Jessica, except the eye color. The eye color belonged to her father. Jessica's father was a tall and lean man with graying red hair. And both looked like they were the kind of people that were members of a country club.
"Jessi!" her mom exclaimed as she saw her only child. She walked over and pulled Jessica into her arms for a hug.
"Hi mom," Jessica wheezed as her mother gave her a great bear hug, "Uh, mom, air starting to be a problem."
Jessica's mom blushed slightly as she let Jessica go. "Sorry sweetheart, but it's been so long…"
Jessica rolled her eyes, "It's only been three almost four months mom," she then turned and smiled at her dad, "Hi daddy."
Her dad grinned and pulled her into a quick hug. "Hi darling," he replied as he released her, "Now, aren't you going to introduce us to the young man you have with you?"
"Sorry dad," she replied, "Mom, Dad, this is Sam Winchester, my boyfriend. Sam, these are my parents, Marlene and Nicholas Moore.
"So this is the young man I have to thank for saving my baby girl," the man, Sam now knew as Nicholas Moore, said as Nicholas held out his hand and grinned, "Thank you for saving her son. Jessica and her mother are the two most important people in my life."
Marlene looked at once again at Nicholas' last statement, "You're the one who saved Jessi's life?" she turned back to Jessica a conspiratorial grin on her face, "Sweetie, I think you did good this time."
Rolling their eyes, Sam and Nick shared a look which clearly said 'Women!'
"It was no trouble, sir. Besides," Sam said as he shook Nicholas' hand. Sam's eyes slide over to Jessica, "I think I wound up getting the better end of the deal in getting to know Jessica better."
Nicholas chuckled. "I felt the same way when I first met Marlene. Now," he looked at everyone, "let's get settled in the living room."
Agreeing, Sam and Jessica left their bags in the front hall, and they followed Jess' parents into the living room. Nicholas had sat down in his favorite easy chair while Marlene sat on the love seat, and Jessica and Sam made themselves comfortable on the couch.
"Since Jessica hasn't told us much about you Sam," Marlene began, "why don't you tell us about yourself."
Sam and Jessica shared a quick look. Both thankful for having discussed his cover story, which stuck as close to the truth as possible, leaving out the supernatural aspect.
"Well, ma'am…" Sam started, but was interrupted by Marlene.
"Call me Marlene, Sam," she smiled, "none of this ''ma'am'' business, it makes me feel so old."
Sam chuckled. "All right, Marlene," he acquiesced, "as I was saying, I was born in Lawrence, Kansas in May of 1983. My parents names were John and Mary, and I have one older brother, Dean," at this point Jessica grabbed his hand and squeezed it, "when I was six months old, someone broke into our house and mom startled him as he was standing over my crib. Dad heard her screaming, but by the time he had gotten there, the guy had killed mom and started a fire. Dad barely had enough time to get me and my brother out of the house.
"Ever since then, Dad changed his profession from a garage mechanic, to being a bounty hunter and earning money for it by doing odd jobs. Because of that, dad had to drag Dean and me around the country on jobs. He even taught us everything he knew about the job and how to use weapons and fight hand-to-hand. I worked hard through school and wound up getting a full academic ride scholarship to Stanford, where I hope to get my law degree," he finished.
There was an uncomfortable silence as the Moore's let what Sam told them sink in.
Nicholas was shocked at what he had heard. Over the last few weeks when he had talked with Jessica she had told him how Sam was teaching her self defense and that he always treated her like a queen. (Which was only a partial truth; she left out the fact that she and Sam were hunters of the supernatural.) While he had some reservations about his baby girl's choice in boyfriend, if the look in Sam's eyes proved anything, then Sam would do anything and everything to protect her and to keep her safe and happy. That was something he could respect.
Marlene just looked at Sam and saw someone else that she could mother. She could see that Sam had very little of the female influence in his life. His father must have not gotten over Mary's death, she realized. It then hit her that Mary's death was the reason that Sam's dad turned into a bounty hunter, the police had never been able to prove it was murder, and weren't able to catch the guy. That poor boy, to have been dragged around the country like that, Marlene thought.
Looking up at Sam, Marlene suddenly saw what Jessica saw in Sam. It was a hidden strength and a drive to do whatever was necessary to help people. In other words, he was a modern day white knight…well at least that's what Marlene believed, especially after learning he had saved Jessica.
The sound of a throat clearing, broke the awkward silence and everyone looked to Nicholas, "Well, Sam, I have to say," he began, "you seem to have had a lot of difficulties in your life, but I have to applaud you on making something of yourself despite it."
Sam smiled; you have no idea, "Thank you."
As Marlene was about to speak, a buzzing came from the kitchen. Marlene looked at Jessica, who groaned inwardly. She knew the look her mother was sending over. It was the 'we-have-some-girl-talking-to-do' look. "Jess," Marlene asked sweetly, "could you come help me with the pies for tomorrow while your father and Sam move your bags to your room and the guest room?"
Reluctantly, Jess got up and began to follow her mom into the kitchen; however, as she was walking to the kitchen, she noticed the twinkle of amusement in Sam's eyes. Her eyes narrowed, So he thinks this is funny does he. Let's just see how he likes being interrogated by dad. She shot an evil grin his way and Sam fought the urge to bang his head on the table. He should've known. Divide and Conquer, it was the oldest trick in the book.
As soon as Jess and her mom were out of ear shot, Nick and Sam got up and went to grab the luggage; which Sam made a point of grabbing his own, didn't want Jess's dad accidentally discovering the knives, guns, ammo and journals inside.
"Sam," Sam looked over at Jess' dad, "just what are your intentions with my daughter?"
Sighing, Sam paused and looked the older man in the eyes. "Mr. Moore, your daughter is one of the three people I hold most dear in the world, and that includes my father and brother. I would die for her if it meant she would live," he smiled slightly; "I would NEVER INTENTIONALLY hurt Jessica in anyway. And, truthfully, Mr. Moore, ever since I met her, I knew she was 'it' for me."
Nicholas Moore looked at Sam and nodded. "But son, you are both so still young. How can you know for sure that you'll still want to be with her years from now?" he questioned. He hated to do this, but he wanted to be sure that Sam had his head on straight and would treat his daughter the way she deserved.
Sam grinned. "I know, Mr. Moore, because my father told me something similar happened between him and my mother; and I can't see where I'd be in five ten even fifty years without her beside me."
Meanwhile…back in the kitchen……
Jessica sat on the counter and watched as her mother pulled a homemade pumpkin pie out of the oven and placed a homemade apple pie inside. She idly wondered what her mother was thinking and suddenly giggled at the thought of her mother gossiping like she and Jackie did.
Her giggling caused Marlene to look sharply at her daughter. "And what may I ask is so funny?" Marlene said in a mock stern voice.
Grinning, Jessica replied, "Nothing mom. It's just kind of funny how you want to gossip like an 18 year old."
"It's not that far fetched, sweetie," Marlene rolled her eyes as she placed the finished pie to cool off. Turning to Jessica, she asked, "Now, tell me about Sam."
The smile that grew on Jessica's face lit up the room. "Come on mom. What is there to tell?" she teased.
Marlene smiled as she leaned against the counter. It was nice seeing her daughter so happy for once. She had to admit, Jessica was never as happy with her previous boyfriends as she seemed with Sam. "Well for starters, you can tell me how he treats you," she replied.
"Mom!" Jessica retorted in exasperation, "Well, he treats me like a queen. He doesn't pressure me into anything and he's letting me set the pace to our relationship. None of my ex's EVER did that. Plus he's very protective of me, though I can see why given he met me by saving me from those muggers."
Marlene nodded knowingly. "Honey, are you sure that what you're feeling for Sam isn't part of any hero worship or some kind of gratitude?"
Jessica scowled, "Mother! And no. It's not any of those things. I feel safe, happy, and content when I'm with Sam, and before you ask, we haven't done anything other than kiss," she paused, "and we've been going out for three weeks," she added, "tell me the name of one guy who wouldn't pressure his girl into having sex just a couple of weeks into their relationship?"
Marlene looked thoughtful for a few moments and answered, "You're right, there aren't that many," she smiled, "All right, I'll give in. I have to admit sweetie, you certainly did bag a hottie."
"Mother!" Jessica groaned before dissolving in fits of laughter. She was still laughing a few minutes later when Sam and Nicholas walked in.
Sam took one look at Jessica and shook his head with a rueful grin, "Do I want to know why you're laughing so hard?" he asked as he leaned against the counter next to Jessica.
Jessica shook her head calming her laughter. "No sweetheart, you don't. It's just girl talk anyway."
Nicholas took one look from his wife to his daughter and grinned slightly. It was nice seeing that his daughter was so happy with Sam Winchester…Nicholas paused in his thoughts as he mentally hit himself on the back of the head. He turned to Sam, "Sam, your last name is Winchester?" Sam nodded, not sure where this was going, "are you related to the Winchester family who owned the gun company?"
Sam stared at his girlfriend's father for a moment, lost in thought trying to remember any family reference to the gun manufacturing family. "No, not that I know of, sir. But then dad never really looked into it. Come to think of it, neither did I," he admitted with a sheepish look.
Jessica chuckled, "Honey, I'm surprised. But with our researching skill…" she trailed off with a grin.
Nodding, Sam silently agreed. There had to be something to what her dad said. And she was right. With their combined researching skills, they would be able to fig up something. Well, there was time enough to figure it out later. This weekend was for family…well Jess' family, and to help her figure out what had happened to her grandfather.