1Summary: The fight before Sam leaves. Sam's first weeks at Stanford. How he meets Jess. Possible Hurt! Or Limp!Sam. Dean will probably make an appearance probably as protective! Probably if not definitely AU. NEVER any wincest. We'll just see how it goes.

Disclaimer: I stole the metalicar once in an attempt to trap them. It almost worked on Dean, but Sam is immune to mind control unfortunately. So alas they got away and I own nothing.

AN: Unbeta'd This is going to take on a life of it's own, I know that right now, so I make no promises (except that there will be NO wincest). Please be a little patient. Feel free to skip ahead to the part you want to read. Enjoy.

This was the third night Sam came to the graveyard. He either would walk around or flop on a bench by a giant willow tree or just sit on the grass leaning against one of the statues.

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"I'm Sam by the way, and if I'm not totally lost, I'm your new roommate."

"Ah, hey nice to meet you," he took Sam's hand, "I'm Zach. Yeah, I agree, but it's for a class." Zach paused and added, "I'm from Missouri, how about you?"

Sam let out a sigh at the question and replied, "I'm from the circus."

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"It's alright. Are you Rebecca by any chance?" Sam asked.

Zach and the girl just laughed, "Hey Zach. No, I'm Jess and I've gotta go. Becky's inside, you're welcome to go in. See ya around," she looked at Sam.

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"Hey."

Sam was pulled out of his thoughts by a voice.

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"Hey."

Sam looked up at where the voice was coming from.

"Hey. Ummm... you mind moving a bit to your right, you're sitting on someone."

"Oh, hey sorry," Sam shifted from under the angel.

"Wait a minute, I know you, you're Zach's roommate. Right?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm Sam by the way." He stood up.

"Yeah... I kinda bumped into you the other day didn't I? Sorry again about that."

"Oh. I remember now. You must be Becky's roommate. Jessica?"

"That's me, but please don't call me that, I hate it. Call me Jess," she smiled.

"And hey, don't worry about that. People bump into me all the time," Sam shrugged. 'If by people you mean things...'

"So who are you visiting," Jess asked looking around, "I don't think I've seen you here before."

"Oh, I'm not really visiting someone." 'Or grave digging.'

"Then if you don't mind me asking, what has you stalking around a graveyard?"

"Oh, I just get a kick out of looking for ghosts," Sam laughed but then stopped suddenly when he realized what he just said. "No, I just needed to clear my head. I've just had a lot of stuff on my mind..." he looked away.

"I get ya. We all need to get away sometimes," she said in a reassuring and understanding tone.

Sam relaxed and was quiet for a moment. "So why are you here?"

Jess nodded towards the angel. "I come to see my mom and little brother about once a week."

"Oh... I'm sorry," Sam suddenly felt bad for asking.

"Hey, don't worry. It was a long time ago." It got quiet for a moment, but it felt like hours.

"I can leave if you want," Sam offered.

"No, it's ok. I don't mind."

"If I'm not stepping a line, do you want to tell me about it?"

Jess thought for a moment and started, "I was about three. My mom just had my brother prematurely. He was lucky, he was perfectly healthy and they brought him home. They named him Michael." Jess paused. "My mom had some complications though. We didn't know about it until was too late to really do anything. She was in the hospital a few weeks before she died."

"I'm sorry, do you mind telling me about your brother?" Sam asked in a soft tone.

"My brother he was only about 6 months old... I don't know. He obviously knew she was missing. But it was like he knew she was really gone. I remember him crying a lot afterwards. It was about a months after my mom died. One morning we woke up. He wasn't crying like usual and my dad had gone in to check on him. I remember my dad yelling for my older brother to get the phone and bring it to the nursery." Jess stopped for a moment. "Most of this is a collection of what people have told me and a little of what I remember... My brother told me that he saw Michael in my dad's arms. He said that there was a little blood on his face, but I don't know if I really believe that... The doctors said it was SIDS, there wasn't really anything we could do."

"Man, Jess, I'm really sorry. That's terrible," Sam put his hand on her shoulder.

She sighed, "It's not really that bad. I was just a little kid so I don't remember too much. I still had my older brother and my dad. Dad re-married when I was about 9. My step-mom is really great. She's been like a real mother to me." Jess looked up and smiled.

"I'm glad that worked out for you in the end," Sam said a little quietly and looked at the angel.

"What?" Jess picked up on the mood.

"It's nothing."

"No, it's something. I've learned enough from my brother to know when a guy's hiding something."

"My mom died in a fire when I was a baby..."

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry."

"Yeah... I usually don't talk about it," Sam turned his back and faced the angel completely.

Jess walked over and stood by Sam's side and looked up at the angel too. "It's alright. I wont tell." Sam still looked at the angel not saying a word. "But... if you ever do want to talk about it, I'll listen."

Jess sat down and Sam followed suit. Nothing was said.

It finally got dark and Jess got up, "I need to get back, Becky'll think I've been thieved by gypsies or something and freak." She turned and started to walk back when Sam finally said something.

"I don't remember her." Sam was still sitting.

Jess turned around and took a step forward to listen.

"My dad... dad, he was really torn apart about it. He moved us, my brother and me, out of the town we lived in pretty much right after," Sam played with the grass. "I remember that for a while we lived out of the car. Then we'd bounce between hotels, always moving. Dad would be gone a lot and Dean... Dean was pretty much left to take care of me." Guilt raced through Sam's body. "We never really had a normal childhood. 'Dean had no childhood.' Dean was-is my best friend." Sam stopped talking and kept his head down.

FLASH BACK

It was fall and Sam was about five. They were staying in another weird hotel, but at least they got a suit this time.

John had to leave to take care of something. Again So that left just Dean and Sam for a few days. Sam was watching Thunder Cats or something like it as he heard his father leave instructions with Dean and take off. If they said 'goodbye' every time John left, it would be just about all they said.

Dean and Sam watched t.v. or played games mostly when John was gone. But they hated being stuck in a room for too long. Especially Dean. It makes a person a little crazy to stay in one spot for too long, not to mention kids.

They were so used to it though that they always had a way to kill time. Sam and Dean would bicker about little things, but they always got along in the end and made the best out of it.

Sam couldn't cook and John couldn't quite figure out the toaster yet. So Dean usually made something in the microwave or pulled something out of the bag that for normal people, would be a pantry.

This time they were in a Lucky Charms and Spaghetti O's phase.

By the last night they were low on Lucky Charms and Dean decided to try and hoard the rest to himself telling Sam they were all gone-leaving only Spaghetti O's.

Dean sat in front of the t.v. all day while Sam would either sit there with him, or wander around aimlessly and snoop.

Dean made Sam some of the Spaghetti O's and set it in front of him. He pulled the Lucky Charms box out of hiding just as Sam turned around.

"I wanted Lucky Charms."

"I told you, we don't have any."

"I saw the box."

"Ok, maybe we do, but there's only enough for one and I haven't had any."

Sam put on the look, damn that look, Dean would always give in to it. And deep down, Sam knew it was true.

Dean replaced the Spaghetti O's with the Lucky Charms. He began to sulk until he heard Sam's voice.

"You want the prize?" he said with a smile and an outstretched hand.

Dean just stood there a minute in surprise. He smiled and ruffled Sam's hair, "Nah Sammy, go ahead and keep it."

"You sure?" hand still outstretched.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Dean laughed a little. "You'll like it more than I will." He sat back down in front of the t.v.

Sam stayed awake as late as he could watching t.v. with Dean but finally had to submit to the exhaustion.

"M' sleepy Dean," he rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Go to bed Sammy, I'll be in later."

"K' Night Dean."

"Night Sammy."

About half an hour later, Dean got bored with what was on t.v. He looked in on Sam and saw he was out like a light. There was a video game in the lobby, he wouldn't be gone that long. Dean locked the door as he left.

After about three games it was time to head back. When he got in the room, something was up, it didn't feel right. Dean's first instinct was to check Sam. It terrified him to see this thing in a black robe hovering above his baby brother. He grabbed the gun, but before he could do anything, John came in, guns firing.

Sam woke up to his dad shaking him.

"Dad? What's going on?" he groaned out. All he remembered was going to sleep after watching t.v.

And now he just heard his dad, yelling at his brother. Something about going out or video games. It didn't matter then, he fell asleep and woke up at pastor Jim's.

END FLASH BACK

Jess walked over and crouched behind him, "Hey, it's ok." She put her hand on his back and felt Sam shaking slightly.

"It's pretty dark out... why don't we walk back together?" Jess offered and stood up and waited for a response. After a minute Sam finally stood up and turned around.

"Yeah, I should get back," Sam's voice was a little rough.

"C'mon," Jess motioned and turned. Sam followed and she gave him a smile.

They had walked back without saying a word. Sam turned towards his room as Jess went up the stairs.

"You know... the offer still stands. If you ever wanna-"

"I know." Sam said and went through the door.

AN: Ok, so we have the official Jess and Sam meeting. I meant to throw a new character in, but it didn't fit in anywhere. I did plan on this loosely, the chapter just needed to happen for me to be happy. I want to try and put the character in next time.

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