Here's the part people have been requesting. Katie gets sent to Stanford to watch out for Sam. I hope you like it.
Chapter 43
The next 6 months went pretty smoothly, except for 1 thing. Now when dad or Dean brought up Sam, I'd get pissy with them. I'd point out how he wasn't there while Dean was in the hospital and then go lock my self in my room or in my car with the music blasting as loud as I could stand it. They knew I had a pretty low opinion of him after that little incident. They also didn't like it one bit.
One day out of the blue, dad asked me a strange question. He asked me if I thought I could get into Stanford as a student. I told him it wouldn't be a problem and then asked him why. He said it was getting too hard for him to get back there to check on Sammy and he wanted me to go so I could keep on eye on the little brother. I told him there was no way I was leaving Dean and that was the end of it.
A week later dad asked me again to go to Stanford and I gave him the same answer. I asked him what the real reason was that he wanted me to go and dad's answer kinda surprised me. He said he wanted some time alone with his oldest son. He also said that I needed to get to know Sam better. I said I wasn't interested in getting to know Sam and that was the end of the conversation.
The next week, Dean was the one that cornered me on the issue. He said he'd been talking to dad about me going and he thought it was a good idea. Dean kept talking about how it would make dad feel better and I really did need to get to know Sam even if I didn't tell him who I really was. He'd been looking at the floor the whole time and didn't stop talking until he looked up at my face. He ran up to me as I flopped down on my bed and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
I couldn't believe he was saying that stuff to me. More importantly, I couldn't believe Dean wanted me to leave. I asked him what I'd done wrong and he said I didn't do anything. I was trying really hard not to cry, but a few tears slipped out anyway. Dean wiped them away and then rested his head on top of mine.
We sat like that for a few minutes and then Dean asked me why I wanted to stay so bad. I told him I didn't want to leave him alone. He said he wouldn't be alone, he'd be with dad. I told him that was almost the same thing. Dad was only interested in getting revenge for what happened to mom and it had hurt Dean too much already.
Dean said that he would be fine. He knew exactly where I was gonna be and we still had our cell phones. I told him that it wasn't the same, I'd gotten too used to actually being around him all the time. He said he felt the same way, but dad was right. He'd never actually been alone with dad for more than a few days and I really did need to get to know more about Sam.
We sat there for an hour discussing the situation and he finally talked me into going. I still didn't want to go, but it was important to Dean. I left for California before the sun was up. I knew that if I waited for Dean to wake up and say goodbye I never could have done it. He called me a few hours later and we said our goodbyes that way. I didn't talk to dad until a month after I got there.
I entered Stanford as a forensic and art photography student, under the name of Grace Reynolds. I was doing the forensics degree with my usual accelerated program. The art photography course was just to kill time. James had gotten me interested in it a few years back and I decided I wanted to learn more about it.
I got a job as a paramedic at a station close to campus. That was how I met Jessica. She was a med student that was also working as a paramedic to get the experience. She and I hit it off immediately and by the end of the week I was moving into the spare bedroom of her apartment. That was 4 months before she met Sam.
The first 4 months I was there, I never saw my little brother. I didn't even look for him. I knew he was a pre-law student and he was also taking a few art classes to fill his schedule. He had a full scholarship and lived in the dorms. He also worked at the campus library for pocket money.
He and Jess had met at a party his friend Zach threw. I didn't go because I had to work that night. When I got home, Jess talked non stop about this great guy she had met. It was really cute. I didn't know that she was talking bout my little brother till she "introduced" us a couple weeks later.
Sam was pretty shocked to see me standing in the apartment. Jess introduced us and I told her that we already knew each other. I told her that we were old family friends and then played dumb. I pretended I didn't know he was a student there. Jess thought it was kinda cool that her best friend and her new boyfriend already knew each other.
The 3 of us, Zach, and Becky became almost inseparable after that. Sam even told me once that it made him feel better to have another hunter around. He said I reminded him a lot of his older brother and he didn't feel so alone anymore. I never told him who I really was. That little piece of information came from Dean the night Jessica died.