Hey all... I just wanted to say that I am so sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up... I thought I had posted it on Sunday, and I looked at my stories, and found that I hadn't... My bad!

I also got a PM last chapter, and I am also very sorry that I forgot to write that Sammy had the tracheotomy taken out... I'm glad she wrote me, and I got that cleared up... Thanks Dawn N!

Anyway, thanks bunches for all the reviews... Enjoy!

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Four Years Later:

Sam Winchester walked down the path away from the library at Stanford University. He was headed to the apartment that he shared with his lovely girlfriend, and soon to be fiance, Jessica Moore. They had been living together since the fall of their sophomore year, and Sam was so glad that he had found a woman like Jess, she had been patient with him through the years, learning sign language just for him.

Sam could remember getting the tests back four years ago, telling him that he would never be able to hear again, and though adjusting to the lose of his sense had been hard, his father, Dean, and eventually Jess had helped him get through it. The family had decided that it would be best for Sam to stop hunting, and in the end Sam had taken Stanford up on their scholarship offer, with his father and Dean more receptive to the idea the second time around.

Sam had decided to keep going in Law, knowing that it was going to be hard to be a lawyer with his impairment, but he also knew that if he fought, he could make it, and the end result would make all the trouble worth it. Even if all he was, was a mediator between deaf people and their lawyers, Sam knew that he still wanted to go through with the schooling, knowing that he would still be helping people in the end.

Sam sighed and walked up the steps of his apartment building. He still had to get showered and dressed before he and Jess met his father and Dean for dinner in an hour and a half. Shoving a hand in his pocket, Sam felt for the reassuring weight of the velvet box settled there, and smiled, his nerves calmed for the moment. He had told no one of what he planned to do, except for his best friend, who had helped him with getting ready to speak the words to Jess; and his nerves had been all over the place all day.

Sam took his hand from his pocket and pulled his keys out. He opened the door to the apartment, and went inside. He was met by Jess a few feet in the door, and smiled as her warm arms surrounded him. Sam pulled back, and kissed her, happy to see the woman he had been in love with for so long.

'I love you,' He signed to her as they pulled apart, and she smiled.

'I love you too." She gave him another kiss on the cheek and looked at her watch. 'You better get ready, or we're gonna be late,' she signed, and Sam nodded.

Walking to the bathroom, he found that she had laid out his clothes for dinner, and smiled, knowing that the woman was just trying to keep him from making a fashion disaster. He stripped and stepped into the warm water, the pelting drops soothing the aches from his shoulders. Turning his face into the spray, Sam closed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair, thinking about what would, or what would hopefully, happen at dinner.

Sam dressed in the black slacks and moss green dress shirt Jess had laid out for him, and walked into the living room of the apartment, finger combing his hair. He sat down, and waited for Jess to reappear from the bedroom where she had gone to get dressed. Bending down to tie his shoes, Sam felt the box once again settling itself against his thigh, and prayed to anyone that was listening that Jess would say yes.

Sam stood when he felt the vibrations on the floor as Jess walked out of the bedroom and down the hall toward him. Sam's breath caught when he saw her. 'You're so beautiful,' he signed as he walked to her, and kissed her. She wore a short white wrap around dress with spaghetti straps. He hair hung in long curls down her back with the exception of a few strands around her face.

'Wish me luck, mom.' Sam thought as they walked out the door together.

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Dinner had been a fun affair. All three Winchesters had been dressed similarly, which made Sam wonder if Jess had laid out Dean and his father's outfits as well. Between the three of them, their wasn't even an ounce of fashion sense.

Sam looked around the table, taking in the three people he cared the most for in the world, and took a deep breath. 'Jess, I have something to ask you,' Sam signed, and she nodded, turned her full attention to him, while his father and brother did the same.

Pushing out his chair and getting down on one knee, Sam pulled the box out of his pocket, all the while hoping for the best. "Jessica Lee Moore, will you marry me?" Sam asked. His tone was a little off, and his voice was louder than it should have been, but Sam didn't hear it, and he hoped that he had said the words right more than anything else.

Jessica looked downright shocked, and Sam squirmed a little. Tears swam in her eyes and she smiled as she held out her hand. Sam slid the ring on her finger and stood. She jumped in his arms so hand, he arms fell over, but he held her tight all the same. 'You talked?' She signed once they had pulled apart, and Sam nodded.

'Yeah, Zack helped me.' Sam signed back, and gave her another smile before turning to his father and Dean.

'You dog you. I'm happy for you Sammy.' Dean hugged him hard and Sam smiled.

'Thanks.' Turning to his father, he saw the man's eyes water.

'Sammy, I'm so proud of you. Congratulations son.' John signed and grabbed Sam in a bear hug, not caring who saw the act. "And you," John said turning to Jess. "I couldn't wish for a

better daughter in law!" Sam smiled as he read his father's lips, and watched Jess hug him.

Sometimes, things did work out.

END.

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A/N: Hey what can I say... Sometimes there needs to be a sappy and happy ending... And anyway, this story was not my best work ever, but I was so happy with the support you all gave me.

Take care and as always, Review Often...

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