A/N: Here's the chapter as promised, I actually started working on it during the family reunion :-). As the last one was based mostly on Dean, this one is based on Sammy. Hope you enjoy it.

The town I picked exists and it has a population of 211 people, but I changed some things about that.

Thanks for all the reviews, I'm glad that you're loving the story so far ;-p

Disclaimer: Not mine even though I wish they were.

Chapter Six: New Friends

Sam took an overnight trip to a small town called Regent, North Dakota. He chose here to start his life over. The town may be small with a population of at least 100 people, but it had everything you would need. Sam went first to the only hotel the town had and got a room for the week. He layed down on the bed and tried to relax. He hated throwing up. He had gotten a newspaper to search for jobs, he was going to look online for apartments, but first he needed a nap. He was too emotionally and physically drained to worry about anymore new problems.

The night before Dean had slept in Sam's room. He wanted to be alone, he wouldn't even talk to Jo. Ellen had tried to get him to eat dinner, but Dean had declined. When Jo told him to come to bed he turned away from her. She felt hurt, but went to bed alone for the first time in two months. Dean barely slept that night, all he could think of was his little brother.

Sam woke up a couple of hours later feeling better. He was very hungry, he had barely eaten anything. He knew he had to eat, he had another life to worry about other than his. He got up and went to Benny's Diner. He took a seat at one of the booths and opened his newspaper on the classifieds. Stacey saw him and brought a menu for him.

"Here ya' go sugar. Can I get you a cup of coffee?" Stacey smiled.

"Umm no can I get some water?" Sam put the newspaper down.

"Sure, I'll be right back." She walked away.

Sam looked at the menu and picked a big meal. He had a craving for pancakes, he smiled knowing that he was going to have many more and even crazier cravings. His smile faded when he thought more about the baby and Dean. He really missed his big brother and it had only been almost two days since he had seen him.

"Here ya' go. You ready to order?" Stacey smiled sweetly at Sam.

"Thanks. Yeah I want the Ultimate Pancake Stacker." Sam replied. "Wow ya' must be really hungry! Most people usually share that plate." She said amazed.

"Yeah umm…" He blushed.

"My bad, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'll go put your order in." She walked away feeling bad for embarrassing the cute tall guy.

Sam was embarrassed by what the girl said, but he was really hungry and really wanted to eat pancakes. He looked at the newspaper while he waited for his breakfast. Stacey served on other people, but kept an eye on Sam. She thought he was cute even though he looked a little pale. She was going to find out how long he was going to be in town, but after he was done eating.

Fifteen minutes later Stacey handed Sam his breakfast with a shy smile.

"Sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to yell out like that. I shouldn't have judged, I eat that plate at least once a week." She admitted sheepishly.

"It's okay. I haven't eaten since the afternoon yesterday and I'm really hungry, that's why I ordered it and 'cause it looks delicious." He smiled.

"It really is. Well enjoy." She smiled and walked away.

Sam happily ate his meal, he hadn't had a good meal in days. He could never keep it down, but at the moment he didn't care, he just wanted to fill his stomach. Stacey kept an eye on him. Her town was small and everybody knew each other. Not many new people showed up, but she had a feeling Sam was running away from someone. Mike one of the other servers noticed Stacey's staring and stopped her.

"Yo Stace what's with staring down that guy?" Mike asked as she passed by him.

"What? I'm not staring him down. I just want to know what brought him here. You know rarely any new people stop by. There's gotta be a reason of why he's here." She looked at Sam as she said it.

"You're just gonna waltz up to him and ask why he's here?" Mike asked incredulously.

"Yup." She simply replied then walked away.

Sam ate to his heart's content until he was too full to eat anymore. He pushed his plate aside and closed his newspaper. He waited for Stacey to bring his check.

"Ya' done?" Stacey appeared next to him all of a sudden.

"Yea' I'm full and it was so good. I haven't eaten a meal that good in days." Sam smiled and patted his stomach.

"Glad to hear it." Stacey smiled and chose that moment to sit on the seat across from Sam. He was startled by the act.

"So why are ya' here?" Stacey got right to the point.

"Excuse me?" Sam was surprised by the blunt question.

"Look this is a small town and we all know each other. We're like family. So when someone new arrives we all notice. We don't get many strangers…So why are you here?" She explained then asked again.

"I understand that you aren't used to strangers, but how do you expect me to tell you anything when you don't know my name and I don't know yours?" He got on the defensive.

"Sorry I didn't mean to be so blunt. My name is Stacey Evans, what's yours?" She realized she was being too aggressive.

"It's okay. My name is Sam, Sam Winchester…I'm here 'cause I needed a new start in my life. I'm currently looking for an apartment and a job." He sighed, the nausea was building up. Another good meal going down the toilet, literally.

"I see. What or who are ya' trying to get away from?" She knew she was being blunt again, but didn't care.

"I…Someone hurt me and I needed to…" Sam couldn't continue, he ran to the bathroom and quickly made it to the bathroom to the first open stall just in time. He threw up everything that he had just eaten.

Stacey noticed that when Sam was talking he got paler and paler. Then all of a sudden he bolted from his seat and ran to the men's room. She was worried and followed him. She found him on his knees with the stall door open, puking his breakfast. She felt bad and decided to help. She got some paper towels and wet them then placed them on the back of his neck. She crouched down next to him and rubbed his back. Sam continued to throw up.

"It's okay Sam, you'll be alright. It'll pass." She tried to say some soothing words.

Sam dry heaved for a couple of minutes then calmed down. Throughout the whole time Stacey was rubbing his back and putting some pressure on the paper towels. When he was ready he stood up and Stacey stepped back. She noticed the tears in his eyes.

"Are you okay Sam? Do I need to call a doctor?" Stacey was worried for the new stranger.

"Yea' I'll…I'll be fine, no need for a doctor. It's common with what I have." He replied cryptically.

Stacey put two and two together, "You're.You're pregnant!"

"Ye…yeah I am." Sam turned red and looked down.

"Wow so that's why you left. Your guy hurt you and you left. Does he know about the baby?" She started to ramble.

"He…he regretted what we did and then he…he didn't give me the time of day. Then when I was going to tell him he got an attitude then left, so I decided not to tell him. He's looking for me I know that, which surprises me. He keeps calling and left me a message, but I'm not gonna answer…He hurt me and has no idea how much…" He didn't know why he was opening himself up for her so easily, but he had gotten a good vibe from her and the talking helped. He was sobbing again, he knew it was partly hormones and part sadness.

"I'm so sorry sweetie. Nobody deserves that." She gave him a hug. Stacey felt that Sam was a good guy and decided to help him.

"Tell you what, I'm gonna help you out Sam." She let go and looked up at him.

"What?! No I couldn't possibly…" Stacey cut him off.

"No, I'm gonna help you and that's final. I'll help you get a job and I'll get you an apartment at the complex I live at. You're not picky about jobs right?" She smiled, she had her reasons for helping the new guy.

"No, I don't care just as long as it doesn't hurt my pregnancy." He looked down at his still flat stomach.

"Don't worry I'll make sure you don't strain yourself. How far along are you?"

"I think I'm around a month and a half. I haven't gotten checked yet. I took a pregnancy test two days ago…I had a feeling I was, but was too nervous to find out." He ducked his head.

"I'll get you an appointment and don't worry this doctor is good and she can be trusted. I should know, she's my older sister." She placed a hand under his chin and lifted his head.

"Thanks for all of this. You really don't have to." Sam blushed.

"Like I said before Sam, don't worry. I want to do this for you. You shouldn't go through this by yourself." She took one of his hands and squeezed it. Then she walked out of the bathroom.

Stacey started to make all sorts of arrangements. Mike had to take care of her customers as well as his. He wondered what she could be doing. Sam had taken the time to wash up his face and rinse his mouth. He walked out and sat back at his booth. He crumpled up the newspaper to throw away.

Twenty minutes later Stacey went over to Sam with a middle aged man following her. Sam saw them and stood up, he knew he looked like crap, but what could he do.

"Sam I'd like you to meet my boss Mr. Adam Blake, he's like a Father to me. He's known me since I was little. My Dad and him are great friends. Adam this is Sam Winchester." Stacey introduced them.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Blake." Sam held out his hand and he and Adam shook hands.

"Please call me Adam, Mr. Blake sounds too formal." Adam smiled.

"'Kay I'll remember that." Sam returned the smile.

"So Stacey here says that you need a job and that you're expecting and alone. Well I wanna help in any way I can. Would you be willing to run the counter? I don't want you to be overworking yourself." Adam and Stacey sat on one side of the booth while Sam sat on the other.

"Thank you so much Adam. This brings a lot of relief to me, I was scared that I wasn't going to find a job." Sam said truthfully.

"It was nothing, I'm glad that I could be of help. Now I gave Stacey here the rest of the day off so she can start helping you settle down. You're gonna love it here, it's nice and calm. A perfect place to raise your baby, the kids are good here." Adam smiled.

"Thank you Sir." All of them stood up, Sam and Adam shook hands once again. Adam gave a hug to Stacey then walked away.

"'Kay Sam let's get you an apartment and an appointment set up." Stacey started to head for the door.

"Wait what about the bill?" Sam stopped Stacey.

"It's on the house. Take it as a welcome to the job." She winked.

"You're doing too much for me and you don't even know me." He followed her and she turned and smiled at him.

Mike watched them leave, he wondered what was going on. He planned on calling Stacey later.

Sam went in Stacey's car, they were heading to her apartment first. So she could change and take Sam to the Landlady to rent him an apartment.

As they walked into Stacey's apartment, Sam noticed all the bright colors in the walls and cringed. Stacey noticed.

"Not all the apartments look like this Sam. I love bright and crazy colors." She laughed.

"I don't think my stomach can handle the colors." He chuckled.

"But I think this matches your personality. I mean the bright part not the crazy."

"Thanks and the good thing about them is that every apartment comes furnished with refrigerator, stove, microwave, and bed frame for one room. They have only two rooms, not that big and extravagant, but I think that they have enough room for living comfortably." Stacey assured.

"As long as me and the baby can move around the rooms, nothing else matters." Sam smiled.

Stacey got changed quickly and Sam looked around the apartment. He felt it was a good place to start raising his baby. He was planning on buying a house when the baby was older and he had a steady job with a good amount of cash flow. He wanted his child to have everything that he and his brother couldn't have when they were younger. Like a playset and room to run around in the backyard.

After she was done they went to the Landlady's office. Sam hoped he had enough money to pay the fee. Mrs. Andrews was a nice lady, she was sixty years old and a widow. After Stacey introduced them, Mrs. Andrews immediately fell in love with Sam. He was so polite and sweet to her. Stacey explained to her that Sam wanted to rent an apartment. Mrs. Andrews said yes right away, she told Sam not to worry about payment yet. That they would set it up after he started getting paid at his job, she told him to use his money to buy furniture. Sam was grateful and said as such. He got his key and they checked out his apartment.

It had two rooms that were right next to each other which Sam loved, they were a very comfortable size. The kitchen and living room were a decent size and at least he could move around easily. All in all he felt extremely lucky to have stopped at his town.

"Sam you can stay with me tonight and tomorrow we'll go get your furniture. It'll be from Goodwill, but they have very nice and sturdy things there." Stacey said as they walked to her apartment. It wasn't a long walk and both of the apartments were on the first floor.

"I already paid a week at the hotel, but I'll stay there tonight and try to get some of my money back tomorrow…I'm used to getting a lot Goodwill stuff throughout my life." Sam replied.

Stacey told Sam about the town and when she grew up, she just left out one story about herself. Sam told her about a piece of his life, but left out the part about hunting. He told her about Dean and left out the fact that Dean was his brother. Stacey felt bad for him and Sam teared up at times.

"So Sam I'll tell you about Benny's Diner, since you're gonna work there after all. Adam is the owner, but his Father was Benny the original owner til' he retired. Adam's wife Rachel is co-owner and works there also, she's a sweetheart. Mike, Kasey, Rick, and Chelsey work the counter and serve tables like I do. We usually alternate, but when we go to work on Tuesday Chelsey'll train you to work the counter, she's very nice and she'll help you out with any questions you might have and I'll be there too. The guys are cool, they like to joke around a lot and they're not mean. You'll see you'll love it there." Stacey smiled and handed Sam his dinner.

"I can't wait." He smiled.

They talked til' very late that night. Sam looked at the time and realized that he needed to go. Stacey offered Sam a ride and was grateful. She dropped him off and told him that she would come pick him up the next morning. Sam took a shower and got ready for bed. He thought of everything that happened that day, he was happy to have met Stacey. A lot of his worries were taken care of.

Dean didn't leave Sam's room all day, only to go to the bathroom and get a snack. Jo tried talking to him multiple times that day, but he didn't bother talking to her or anyone for that matter. Everyone was worried for him and didn't know what to do to help him, only Sam could cheer him up. By closing time Jo was pissed, she wanted Dean to be himself again. She hated this closed off Dean and blamed Sam for it. She thought, "That fucker just had to get attention for himself. Everything was perfect the way it was. Dean gave all his attention to me and Sam was a wallflower. He was just a pain in the ass for Dean anyways." She went to Sam's room again to try to get Dean to react and come out of there. She looked at him, his back was towards her as usual.

"Dean!" Jo saw no other choice, but to yell out.

"…" Dean just stayed looking out the window.

"Dean you better fucking turn around and look at me!" She continued yelling.

"What do you want Jo?!" Dean finally turned around and glared at her.

"Don't you dare yell at me Dean Winchester, I didn't do anything. Sam left and he'll come back when he wants to, but until that time you are not going to lock yourself in here and mourn your sorrows. You're not going to ignore me and treat me like shit! I'm your girlfriend remember? And I deserve to be treated right…So get your fucking act together and your sleeping in our room tonight and we're fucking. I had to sleep alone last night and that wasn't fair to me! So it's either this bullshit or me!" She ranted and when she was finished she walked away not waiting for a response.

Dean just stared speechless. He had never seen Jo blow up like that, not even to her own Mother. He knew that a part of her was right, but he just wished Sam was back already. Dean got up from the bed and walked to the door. He looked around the room one more time and whispered, "I miss you Sammy." Then walked slowly to his room where Jo was patiently waiting for him, 'cause she knew he would come groveling to her after her rant. She smiled as she saw him walking in like a dog with its tail in between its legs.

As Sam lay in bed he thought about Dean and what he could be doing right now. He sighed and thought, "He's probably celebrating with Jo that I'm gone. Him calling was just a front for everyone. He's happy that he won't have to deal with me anymore." Tears rolled down his cheeks, "He'll never know that he Fathered my child, but I miss him. How can I fucking miss him when he hurt me, I'm so fucked up. I need to forget about him and I will, when I get my life started here." Sam said with determination. He placed a protective hand over his stomach and fell asleep that way.

TBC...

A/N: I'll try to post a new chapter sooner, I go back home this week.