(Hello. This is another light hearted chapter. Plus something that I have been hinting at since the first story.
I hope you like this chapter.
I know one of the parts is cheesy but I tried three different ways to write it and that's the best one out of them.
Thank you to ArtistKurai, EmilyAnnMcGarrett-Winchester and LilyBolt for your reviews.
I don't own Supernatural.
This is unbeated so all mistakes are mine and mine alone.)
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"So, I couldn't find anything on Maggie Jones in the year book." Sam said as he took a bit of a turkey sandwich "Just a memorial page in the back."
"Ok, did you look on the computer?" Dean asked as he opened a bag of chips and poured some out onto a napkin for Sam.
"I couldn't use the computer because I need your password and Tec ID." Sam explained.
"Ok so I'll give you my password and ID number and you can see what you can fine on Maggie Jones on the computer then after my last class I'll meet you in the library sound good?" Dean asked as he scribbled down the information on a piece of scratch paper and giving it to Sam.
"Yeah, that sounds good." Sam shoved the last orange slice into his mouth, tucked the paper into his pocket and stood up to go.
"Ok, see you at three thirty." Dean tossed the cups and sandwich into the garbage and Sam took the napkin full of chips with him to eat on the way to the library.
"You better finish those before you get to the library or the librarian will go nuts." Dean advised. Sam rolled his eyes.
"Don't you have a class to get to?" Sam asked amused.
"Yeah, remember at the library at three thirty and don't go near the tunnel." Dean advised.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Sam waved his hand to show he heard as he left the eating commons and headed back to the library.
Sam tried every possible way to find Maggie Jones obituary but nothing was popping up.
"Have you tried searching Meagan Jones?" A female voice asked making Sam jump and turn around.
"Rach!" he hissed once he found out who it was "Don't do that, you almost gave me a heart attack."
"I'm sorry Sam." Rach chuckled slightly and pulled up a chair "I didn't mean to startle you. So have you tried Meagan Jones?" She repeated.
"No, I didn't even think of that." Sam admitted and typed 'Meagan Jones New York college death' into the search bar and hit enter. Nothing popped up.
"What about Margret?" Rach asked. Sam typed in Margret and he got a hit. Copying down the web-sight address Sam shut down the computer and looked at Rachelle.
"What are you doing here?" Sam asked puzzled.
"What, I can't just come by and say hey to a friend?" Rach asked looking at Sam.
"You think of me as a friend?" Sam asked awestruck, he never really had any of Dean's friends think of him as a friend before. Most of them thought of him as an annoying tagalong. Rach smiled.
"Yeah, I think of you as a friend Sam, but I do have something to talk to you about."
"What that?" Sam asked still confused as to why Rach would seek him out.
"I wanted to talk to you about Dean's birthday." She said.
"Oh, well I was talking to him about that and he said he didn't really know what he wanted to do. I suggested having you and his friend Kenny over for supper and he said he'd get back to me on it." Sam bit his lip. "I really want to make this birthday one he'll remember Rach, a good one. The last birthday we celebrated John spoiled it."
"Ok so, what if we gave him a surprise party? Those are fun." Rach suggested as she got up and started walking back to a table.
"Yeah we could do that, if we want Dean to kill us by mistake." Sam said following her "He doesn't do well with surprises."
"Oh, ok, how about you and I cook him a nice meal then? I could get a birthday cake from this really nice French bakery." Rach suggested as she sat down at a table by a window and pulled out her books.
"Dean already said that I could make him a cake." Sam explained.
"Alright, so you make the cake and I could make the meal?" Rach suggested.
"Ok, what meal would you make him?" Sam asked.
"Well what does he like? What's his favourite meal?" Rach asked Sam.
"Dean will eat just about anything to be honest, he's not picky. He likes burgers." Sam started to say then went quiet thinking. "He also like pie, and chili dogs."
"Hmm ok, well what if we make burgers for him? Think he'll like that?" Rach asked.
I think he would yeah." Sam nodded.
"Ok." Rach grinned and took out her notebook and wrote at the top of a clean page
Burgers.
"Ok, what else, we've got the main meal, what about fires?" She asked.
"Yeah, that sounds good." Sam agreed.
"Alright, what to drink?" She asked looking at Sam.
"Milk?" Sam suggested shrugging.
"Ok, what kind of cake are you going to make him?" Rachelle paused in her writing and glanced at Sam.
"I'm thinking about a chocolate cake." Sam said.
"Ok, do you have a recipe or do you need to get one?" Rach asked.
"I was thinking of just taking a box cake mix." Sam said shrugging. Rach smiled again "Ok, that'll work, what kind of frosting?"
"I don't know." Sam sighed.
"Well, do you want a chocolate frosting or what?" Rach asked.
"I don't know, I didn't give it much thought." Sam said "White I guess."
"Ok, well how about this coming Thursday you and I go and get stuff for the supper and we can look for something to get him for a birthday present?" Suggested Rach as she closed the notebook.
"Ok, if Dean says it's ok." Sam said.
"Ok, if you want I can talk to him tonight on the phone." Rach suggested.
"Naw, I'll just tell him that you and I are going shopping together to find him a birthday present. Then I can get the stuff for the supper when we do our grocery shopping this weekend." Sam said.
"Ok, but let me get the hamburger ok, please." Rach asked looking at him.
"Umm ok, if you really want to." Sam shrugged.
"Ok, great. I'll see if it's ok with Dean if I pick you up after school on Thursday and we can get his presents." Rach said and opened her book and started working on her homework.
Dean approved Rach's plan so the next Thursday at three O' clock Rach was waiting for Sam after school.
"Hey Rach." Sam said happily as he got into the front seat of her car.
"Hey yourself Sam, how was school?" Rach asked as she pulled away from the curb "Seatbelt." She reminded him as he pulled the device across him and snapped it in.
"It was good, Amy Nelson was laughing at me today during gym." Sam rolled his eyes.
"Why's that?" Rach asked.
"I don't know, could be because I tripped over my own two feet while running for second base during baseball." Sam said.
"Are you ok?" She asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, skinned my knee pretty good though." Sam said "So, what shop are we going to?" he asked changing the topic.
"I thought we could go to the mall and wonder around until we found a shop that struck our fancy." Rach said.
"Ok." Sam agreed. The rest of the ride was quiet as Rach drove over the bridge and into Brooklyn.
Finally they pulled into one of the biggest malls Sam had ever seen.
"Come on Sam." Rach said as she got out. Sam followed suit and the wind whipped around ruffling his hair. When they got to the entrance Sam grabbed onto Rach's gloved hand.
"Don't walk away from me." Sam whispered.
"I won't, don't worry. Let's go." Rach said and stepped into the revolving door. Once inside Rach started walking around window shopping.
"What do you think Dean would like Sam?" She asked.
"Anything that has to do with classic rock or cars." Sam said.
"Ok, hmm, well there's a record store on the second floor should we go there?" Rach asked.
"Ok." Sam nodded. Weaving between people Sam and Rach got to the elevators and road it to the second floor.
"Ok, it's around here somewhere." Rach said as soon as the doors opened and they stepped out.
"Over there maybe?" Sam pointed to a shop that had records in the window.
"Well, yes, that one of them, but the prices are really high in there, there's another one where the prices are much more reasonable." Rachelle explained and began to walk around looking right and left.
"Rach, can we go in there?" Sam asked pointing to a hobby's store.
"Sure, why not." Rach said and Sam wiggled out of her hand and ran in Rach following close behind.
It turned out Sam found the perfect gift for Dean in the hobby store and had just enough money to buy it and soon after Rach found the record sore she was trying to fine but they didn't have any records that she thought Dean would like. Sighing in defeat she took Sam's hand and walked back over to the elevator.
"Well here you are Sam back at home." Rach said "I'll wait until you get into the apartment."
'Ok, thanks Rach, see you next Friday." Sam said waiving.
"See you." Rach said and as soon as the door swung shut behind Sam she pulled out into the traffic.
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That Friday as soon as Sam and Dean got home from school, Sam started decorating the apartment. Green and blue streamers went up in the living room and dining room a big banner that said 'Happy Birthday Dean' went up behind Dean's chair at the table and the cake was put onto a plate and frosted with peppermint frosting and covered so it wouldn't dry out.
"Sammy, you don't have to put up decorations." Dean said rolling his eyes at Sam's enthusiasm.
"Yeah, I do, it's your birthday, I want to." Sam told him as he stuck a balloon on the back of Dean's chair.
At six O' clock the speaker crackled to life singling that someone wanted in.
"Hello?" Sam asked pressing the speak button.
"Hey Sam, its Rach can you let me in?" Rach asked.
"Yeah, Dean Rach is here I'm going to go down and let her in." Sam hollered as he flung open the door and ran down the hall before Dean could say anything.
Soon Sam was back carrying a package of raw hamburger and leading Rach who was dressed in nice gray wool slacks and her winter coat. Her brown hair was flowing down her face and back in soft curls.
"Hey Dean." She said removing her coat and hanging it up in the closet.
"Hi. How are you?" Dean asked.
"I'm pretty good. It's cold out though." She said rubbing her hands on her white sweater to warm them up.
"Yeah, the weather report said it was -12 with wind-chill." Dean said "Still it could be worse."
"Oh, this is for you." Rach said handing him a package wrapped in shiny gray paper.
"Thanks, I'll open it when I open Sam's and Bobby's." Dean said setting it down next to two other wrapped presents.
"Who's Bobby? I don't think you ever told me." Rach said as she walked into the kitchen where Sam had turned the stove on and set a frying pan at the ready to fry hamburgers.
"He's our honorary uncle and father figure." Sam said looking at the minced meat.
"Oh, where dose he live?" Rach asked as she washed her hands and had Sam do the same Dean made to follow Sam but Rach got after him.
"It's your birthday, you are not doing the cooking. Go sit down and just talk to Sam and I got this." She grinned and shewed him out of the kitchen. Dean held his hands up in surrender and went to sit down.
"South Dakota." Dean answered.
"Oh, what does he do? You want to pack it tight Sam, tighter then that or it will fall apart in the pan." Rach asked as she instructed Sam on how to make a hamburger.
"He owns his own business handling junk cars. He's also a hunter." Dean said.
"Ok, into the pan, careful, you don't want to bun your self." Rach said as Sam gently tossed his hamburger into the frying pan.
"How many hunters are there?" Rach asked as Sam went to wash his hands in the bathroom sink.
"A lot, I really don't know the number." Dean admitted.
"Hmm, how does one get into that?" Rach questioned.
"Well we don't know how it started but most of the hunters we know started getting into it because someone they are close to died because of something supernatural." Sam said.
"Is that how Bobby?" Rach questioned leaving the question hanging.
"We don't know how Bobby got into hunting the supernatural, we never asked." Dean said "Your burgers are burning." Rach gasped and quickly flipped them over.
After supper and cake Dean opened his presents. Rach gave him a Journey, AC/DC and The Beatles Sarge. Pepper's lonely hearts club band record.
"I know you don't have a record player, but I thought you might be able to pin them to your wall and make a collage of records." Rach explained. "Do you like them?" She looked at Dean worriedly because Dean wasn't saying anything.
"Dean." She said again but before she could say anything else Dean had picked her up off her feet and gave her a kiss on the lips.
"Thank you Rach, I love them!" Dean said happily giving her another kiss.
"Wow, a- you're welcome." Rach said stunned.
"So, I'm assuming by that kiss you and Rach are a couple now?" Sam asked grinning.
"Well, I guess we've been dancing around it for almost a month now might as well make it official, if you want to that is." Dean said looking at Rachelle.
"Yes!" Rach screamed "Only if you want to, and if it's alright with Sam, I won't be if Sam has a problem with it."
"Why would I have a problem with it?" Sam asked "It'll give me even more of a reason to tease Dean."
"If it doesn't work out we can always go back to being friends with no hard feelings right?" Rach asked.
"Of course we can." Dean agreed a big goofy grin.
"So, I guess we're a couple." Rachelle said giving Dean another kiss.
"Oh come on you two, get a room, on the other hand don't." Sam said going green. Dean laughed and reached for the present Sam got him.
"Please no kissing." Sam said as Dean opened it up. Inside was a model car kit of a 1967 Chevy Impala.
"I know you miss her Dean, so I thought maybe you'd like to work on putting this together and you could pretend to be working on the real car." Sam said biting his lip.
"Thank you Sammy, I love it. I'm going to start working on it as soon as I get the chance." Dean said giving Sam a hug.
The last one was from Bobby who gave him some cash and a pocket knife with a weird symbols etched onto it.
"This could come in handy at some time." Dean said flipping the blade open to reveal more weird symbols.
"What do the symbols mean Dean?" Rach asked looking at the knife.
"It could mean any number of things Rachelle, I'll have to look them up some time." Dean said then glanced at the clock.
"You better be getting home it's getting to be ten O' clock." Dean said looking at the clock on the wall.
"Is it really?" Rach asked glancing at her wrist watch "Oh my God, mom's going to kill me! Bye Sam bye Dean, Happy birthday." She gave Dean another peck on the cheek and got hurriedly into her coat and opened the door to leave.
"Hey Rach, call us once you get home just so I know you got home ok." Dean said.
"Ok will do. Bye." Rach said waving as Dean shut the door behind her.
"Well, that was fun." Dean said.
"Yeah." Sam nodded then grinned.
"Dean and Rach sitting in the tree
K-i-s-s-i-n-g!
First comes love.
Then comes marriage.
Then comes a baby in the baby carriage!" Sam sang out and Dean lunched at him Sam let out a whoop of laughter and ran into his bedroom and slammed the door shut.
"Put your PJs on and brush your teeth Sam." Dean hollered out as he picked up the table and put his presents into his room grinning. Rachelle was his girlfriend, he had a girlfriend.