What was supposed to be an one-shot, became four chapters. Just wasit for the last part. Thanis for waiting.

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ANOTHER SUPERNATURAL TALE TO BE TOLD – Part 3

The sounds of shots, shouting and curses outside his apartment didn't matter to Sam. What mattered was Jessica. He quickly untied her and thanked his lucky stars she wasn't severely hurt.

"You're going to be alright, Jess..." Sam whispered as he picked her up as Dean kept a look out for cops or any curious neighbors. "You're going to be alright. I'm here now." Sam quickly picked her up bridal style and headed for the front room, out the apartment, out the back door and into the night.

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It had been two hours since the attack that Jessica slowly came to. Her mind raced with what had happened and where she was as street lights moved past overhead. When her vision cleared she saw the back of Sam's head in the passenger seat of a car. She jumped up and tried to open the back door when Sam turned around and gently took her hand.

"Jess...Jess it's okay. You're safe now."

Jessica looked hard at Sam then at Dean whose face looked as though he had been painting with red paint. She once again tried to get out of the car but Sam's grip on her hand was tight.

"Get...Get away from me." she whimpered as she managed to move her hand out of his. "You...you're taking me away so you can hurt me."

"Who? Him?'' Dean asked surprised as he kept driving until they reached a small hotel just outside of town. ''Miss, your boyfriend can be a moron at time, but he's as meek as a sheep."

''Dean!'' Sam giving his brother a hard look.

"Just...Just let me go. I won't press charges. Please." Jess was still trembling as she tried to understand the events that happened in the last little bit.

"Jess, you still may be suffering from the attack. Just breath. We're going to get us a hotel room. There, we can answer all your questions."

Jessica reluctantly nodded as Dean pulls into the hotel's parking lot.

"I'll be right back." Dean said and quickly leaves the car.

"Sam..." Jessica said finding her voice. "Why were there two of you? back at the apartment?"

"Jess, what attacked you, was something called Shape Shifter." Sam explained watching as Dean kept trying to get them rooms at the hotel. "A Shape shifter that changed into me. Which was smart but also stupid." Sam said gently taking Jessica's hand and giving a reassuring squeeze. "He must have been watching the entire time Dean showed up and most likely left. But as to why he waited to attack you is beyond me. But I think the motive behind it was what my family does."

"What do you mean?" Jessica cried not understanding anything her boyfriend, or someone who could hurt her again, was saying. "What does your family do to allow this attack to happen?"

Jessica jumped when Dean reappeared holding two sets of hotel keys and pulled the Impala around the back to the dumpster and backed up to it.

"Did I miss anything?" He asked before turning off the car and stepping out followed by Sam and, after a few minutes, Jessica.

"Jess was asking what we do."

Dean nodded and looked over at Jessica.

"I think you should see this. Then you'll understand what my brother used to do. But still knows how to do." Dean offered Jessica his arm. She nervously looked over at Sam who nodded. Jessica carefully wrapped her arm around Dean's and they walked back towards the trunk. As Dean inserted the keys into the lock Jessica whimpered and tensed up sensing something was going to happen.

"It's okay." Sam said walking up and holding onto Jessica's shoulder and gently rubbing her skin. "It's okay. You're safe. Nothing is going to happen to you."

Confused and frightened, Jessica trembled as Dean opened his trunk and nearly fainted at the sight.

The form looked like her Sam down to the same kind of clothes it wore. Three bullet holes ripped into the shirt while across the neck was a large gash. Bloody towels surrounded it.

"This is what attacked you." Dean said picking up the body and tossing it into the dumpster. "It may look like Sam but it's not. That was a shape shifter." He said pouring some gasoline over the body.

"That phrase, 'we're not alone' is real Jess." Sam said though he had a slight dislike on that he never wanted to say that to her. "Every urban legend you heard growing up isn't a legend. They're real. My family and I...we hunt these creatures."

Jessica couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach about what had just happened. She had many questions in her mind that the soft pop of a fire starting suddenly made her jump and turn towards the dumpster. She watched in horror as the body was slowly being burned down to ashes as Dean made sure nothing was left. Jessica felt her stomach roll as the creature with her boyfriend's face get slowly consumed by fire. Sam looked at her with soft caring eyes.

"Guys, lets get into the hotel." Dean said closing the lid after the body had finished burning until nothing but ash was left.

As much as the two brothers tried to calm her down, Jessica couldn't help but feel ill about what they had said. It had only been a couple of hours since the attack. Something that looked much like her boyfriend and now was nothing more then a pile of ash. As she walked a cat screeched behind her making her jump. 'There's dangerous creatures out there.' she thought as she gazed out into the darkness. 'How would I be able to tell the difference?'

The warmth from the hotel seemed to draw Jessica back to the present as Sam lead her to one of the two rooms Dean had rented. She didn't reject the idea of the two brothers walk in with her. But she stopped taking Sam's hand she made him turn to look at her.

"You okay?" Sam asked as Dean walked to the window to make sure it was secure and pulled out a small container of salt and lined the window.

"You...You're really my Sam right? The one I fell in love with?" Sam nodded unsure what she was going to say. Jessica opened her mouth to say something but stopped and looked over at Dean. "Would you leave us alone, please? Sam and I...we need to talk."

"But..." Dean started.

"Please Dean? Just go to the other room." Sam asked and Dean nodded.

"Fine. You two lovebirds have a great talk." he said leaving the room and closing the door tightly behind him.

"Sam, I need to know something." Jessica said looking Sam straight in the eye. "Were you lying to me about your life?"

"Yes." he answered his eyes never dropping away from her's.

"How long have you known about these creatures?"

"Since I was a kid." Sam answered and took in a sharp breath. "Jessica, my whole life from since I was a baby was plagued by the supernatural. My mother died when I was six months. My dad, was sure something sinister killed her. Since then my dad made my life and Dean's life hard. We lived in hotel rooms, much like this for years. He taught us how to shoot, how to speak Latin...the whole nine yards. He was determined to find out what killed our mother." He shook his head and looked away trying to think of what to say next. "Most kids gets taught how to ride a bike at eight years old. My dad taught me how to shoot a crossbow. When kids say there's something in the closet he gave me a forty-five. Instead of being happy to get a full ride to Stanford...he instead threw me out of his life. I was wanting to be done with that life. I didn't want anything to do with it."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Jessica asked gently touching his face and looking directly into his eyes.

"I didn't want you to think I was a lunatic." Sam said with a shrug.

"Lunatic is an understatement." Jessica said giving a nervous chuckle. "But I want to know if anything you said was true."

Sam smiled gently at her and pulled her close. "When I said I love you for the first time and even now. It's the truest thing I have ever said."

Jessica smiled and they shared a tender kiss before Jessica cleared her throat. "Did you want to leave with your brother? Did you know it was a way for you to go back to that life?"

"No." Sam answered. "I was even upset that Dean even showed up. I was told that I was no longer welcome. And for two years I was happy. I was able to have a normal life. A normal life I wanted to spend with you."

"Sam, a proposal right now isn't the best." Jessica said her cheeks turning pink.

"I wasn't..."

"I know...sorry I was just told a lot of interesting information. The apartment is no longer safe...Sam, I think I need to take some time away from you in order to understand the magnitude of what you just told me."

Sam nodded his head as he managed to hide the tears that threatened to fall out. "Okay." Sam said walking to the door. "Well, I'll be in the room next door." Jessica watched as the man she truly loved walk out the door. When the door was closed she threw herself on the bed and buried her face in the pillows and began to cry.

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Dean had laid out all his weapons on the edge of the bed closest to the door and watched as his younger brother walked in and sunk into the opposite bed his back facing him.

"She kick you out?" Dean asked Sam's back. When he didn't answer Dean let out a sigh. "It's gonna be okay there bro. I can tell Jessica, or Jess, is gonna love you no matter what happens. I'm sure she's torn up about this as well."

"Dad told us not to tell what we do to people. Not to get involved." Sam said quickly sitting up and staring at his brother. "What did I do? I got involved with the girl of my dreams. I spill everything about me to her...and now whether she stays or leaves she's going to be hunted now. Because I'm involved with her."

"Just saying, Sammy." Dean said putting his weapons back in their proper place. "It could've been worse."

"How?"

"You could have not told her anything, have something bad happen to her again. And she won't be prepared."

"So you're saying that you'll be alright if she became a hunter?"

"Hell no. But at least she'll know how to keep herself safe."

"Look I got to sleep. I might be a single guy come tomorrow." Dean opened his mouth to speak but thought better when his brother curled up and fell asleep without even taking off his shoes.