Scene: At Rachel's house
Sam pulls up in front of Rachel's small blue and white house. The sky has gotten much darker and is full of clouds as lots of icy snow continues to fall down.
Rachel: "Just wait here a minute Sam. I'll see if my mom is home and ask her to drive you back to your place."
Sam: "Oh but, I can just walk."
Rachel shakes her head at him.
Rachel: "No way! It's too far and it's too cold out there. I'll be right back okay."
Rachel rushes up to her front door then unlocks it and immediately starts calling for her mom.
Paula Nave hears her daughter from the kitchen and comes to greet her.
Paula: "Oh Rachel, I'm so glad your home early."
Paula enters the foyer and hugs Rachel..
Paula: "I was so afraid you'd get stranded at school if you stayed late again for one of your club meetings after their pep rally. This blizzard is going to get bad out there; they've already issued warnings on the weather report about closing roads headed downtown."
Rachel frowns when she hears that because she knows Sam's hotel is downtown near the library.
Rachel: "But, I have a friend that needs to go downtown mom."
Paula: "No, not tonight dear it's a mess out there and the weather is only getting worse. There is a bad hail storm coming in. Your father just called from the church. He is on his way now. I'm not done with dinner yet though so you should have time to do your homework beforehand."
Rachel sighs then nods at her mother.
Paula assumes the friend Rachel is talking about is a girl that hangs out with her sometimes that only lives two streets away named Brittany Donovan.
Paula: "Tell Brittany she's welcome to stay for dinner, but really she may just want to go home now before it gets any worst out there. You girls can go downtown shopping another day okay sweetie."
Rachel decides its best not to tell her mom that its Sam Winchester outside waiting since that would make her mother start asking a whole lot of questions about why he needed to drive home with her. She doesn't want to have to tell her parents about what happened at school with Cole just yet so she keeps quiet.
Rachel: "Yeah sure mom."
Rachel goes back outside and quickly gets into her car. She looks at Sam.
Rachel: "Okay change of plans. Meet me on the side of the house in two minutes."
Sam looks confused and shrugs.
Sam: "Why?"
Rachel: "My mom says the roads are closing up going downtown so she won't be able to drive you home tonight."
Rachel finds it odd that Sam stays in a hotel with his family in downtown Fairfax near the library where they often studied together, but she's never questioned him about it which suits Sam just fine since he'd rather not have to try to explain it. She assumes it must be because of his father's job though she doesn't know what John actually does for a living.
Sam: "Its fine Rachel. I've been in weather like this before many times. I can make it back on my own."
Sam recalls when John left him and his brother Dean stranded in a snowy mountain cabin up North for days while he was out hunting so Sammy knows all to well how to hike through snow.
He even keeps a compass in his pack for just such occasions as this. Bobby Singer always told him it's best to be prepared and not act like some 'idjit' who doesn't know how to get home.
Rachel frowns at him and shakes her head.
Rachel: "No, it's too dangerous Sam. You could freeze to death out there! I can't have that on my conscience not after what happened today. Just go wait by the fence for me."
Rachel's look at Sam is very much one of don't argue with me this is for your own good so he just nods in reply not wanting to upset her over it. She gets out of the car and goes back into the house again.
Sam checks his watch and once a few minutes have gone by he too gets out of the car. He heads for the side of the house and stands by the fence to wait for her.
Rachel opens up her window when she gets upstairs into her room and calls down to him in a hushed voice so her mom won't hear her.
Rachel: "Sam! Sam, look up here."
Sam turns around and looks up at her in the window. He smiles at how pretty she looks framed by the window with soft white snow falling all around her.
Rachel: "There should be a ladder by the back of the fence by the Walters' house. You can use it to climb over and then up here just watch out for their dog he likes to bite people."
Sam frowns at that idea. He decides to show her that Winchesters don't need ladders to climb houses or building.
Sam puts his arms through both straps of his back pack and then quickly climbs over her fence like a pro.
Rachel: "No, Sam the ladder is on the other side of the fence you'll need it to get up here and we can't go through the house my mom might see you."
Sam doesn't pay her comments any attention. He reaches up over his head and takes hold of tree branch on the oak tree on the side of her yard by her window.
Sam swings himself up onto the branch surprising Rachel with how much upper body strength and flexibility he must have to do that despite his slender frame.
Rachel watches him climb up the tree until he is on a branch level with her window. He crawls out on a big tree branch and onto the window ledge.
Rachel stares at Sam amazed at how he was able to get up to the second story so easily without falling or using a ladder.
Rachel: "What is your family in the circus or something?"
Sam laughs at that as he climbs through her window and closes it.
Sam: "Oh something is more like it."
Rachel backs away from the window and shows Sam her room.
Rachel: "Well come on in and make yourself comfortable. You'll have to stay in here so my parents don't see you okay, but I'll bring back some of my dinner so you can eat before its time for bed.
Sam looks around Rachel's room surveying the space.
[The walls are painted in a pale periwinkle blue and there are several posters with white and blue cloud backgrounds around the room with King James Bible verses written in gold on them. A full sized white frame bed takes up most of the space in the room while over on the opposite wall between the closet and bathroom doors is a large white vanity table with drawers and a large mirror attached with angel wings carved around the sides of the mirror.]
Sam sees it as ethereal and feminine room, but he's please to see there are no stuffed animals or creepy dolls anyway.
Rachel smiles at him as she takes extra blankets out of her closet for Sam and puts them on the floor near her bed between it and the window by the large oak tree.
Sam: "It's really nice in here Rachel, but I don't want to get you into any trouble for this. I can just sleep in your car. I really don't mind. I sleep in my dad's car all the time."
Sam heads back for the window to leave her room so her parents won't catch him up there, but Rachel gently takes hold of his arm. He pauses then turns and looks into her soft light brown eyes.
Rachel: "Sam, please don't go! I know you're just trying to look out for me, but I'm a big girl okay. I want you here and I definitely don't want you out there walking around in this weather or sleeping in some cold car all night long because of what happened to me at school. I've never even let Cole sleep over in my room like this before, but he was never as kind to me as you were today. Besides, it's not like we're going to do anything more than just sleep in here. I'd even tell my parents you're up here, but they don't know you that well and it end up being really awkward trying to have small talk with them over dinner trust me. They'd grill you on everything, especially my dad."
Sam stares at her for a moment and notices for the first time that her big brown eyes have pretty light green flecks in them. He has never slept over in a girls' room before, but he can't help wanting to give it a try even if all he does is sleep on the floor by her bed it does sound a lot better than sleeping in a freezing car all night.
Sam: "Okay, I'll stay. I'm pretty good at hiding anyway so I'll make sure I'm quiet so we don't get caught. I won't let you get in trouble or grounded over me."
Rachel cheeks turn pinker as she smiles happy to hear that. She lets go of his arm feeling a bit nervous that he's finally agreed to spend the night with her, but she is still glad he's willing to stay.
Sam sighs happily and takes the blankets from her.
She is too sweet for her own good he thinks to himself, but I'm glad she trusts me this much to spend the night in her room like this. After what she went through today it's nice to see those jerks at school haven't made her totally bitter towards everybody.
Rachel decides that since Sam tried to impress her by climbing she will show him something cool that she can do and prove to him that she is not such a vulnerable innocent little thing like everyone seems to always think.
She quickly opens her nightstand drawer and pulls out a shotgun. She points it at him for just a moment to gauge his reaction checking first to make sure the safety is still secure so she doesn't accidently shoot him.
Sam immediately knows what kind of gun it is and also how to remove it from her at such a close range because of the training his father has given him over the years. One of the first things his dad taught him about weapons is how to disarm someone of theirs when they have you at gunpoint, but instead of attacking Rachel. Sam stands non-defensively looking at her in total surprise to see that she even has a gun and waiting to see what she plans to do with it. .
Rachel: "My Grampy is a hunter. He gave this to me a few years ago for my birthday and I've been going to the shooting range with him ever since. He says I've become a pretty good shot.
Rachel properly hands Sam the gun so he can take a look at it while she pulls a poster out from under her bed.
This poster has no puffy little white clouds or angels like the ones are her walls, but instead a black silhouette figure with two large rings of thin white circles on top of it. One set of rings surrounding the head of the silhouette while the other covers the chest area. The black figure is covered in bullet holes many of which are located inside the smallest circles at the head and chest areas.
Sam wants to run away immediately when he hears her mention hunting afraid she knows his secret somehow, but he remains calm to figure out exactly what she really means by it.
Rachel: "I don't really like hunting myself. I could never shoot animals for sport like my Grampy does it's just too cruel, but I do think it's important for a girl to know how to defend herself just in case anything should ever happen. I'm not totally naïve Sam. I know the world we live in can be a dangerous place. You know I've told you before how when I graduate, I plan on foregoing college to do missionary work with my dad's church first.
Sam quietly nods at her as he continues to listen and check out her gun. He realizes she must mean her grandfather hunts animals not supernatural monsters like his family does so he starts to feel a little less nervous.
Rachel: "Well unfortunately a lot of these countries I'll be traveling too have problems with young missionary workers getting kidnapped by thugs or even terrorists, especially young girls so I want to be prepared. I'm not going to let that stop me from helping people."
Sam stares down at the black figure on the poster which is covered in bullet holes many of which are located at the head and heart areas with only a few stray bullets outside the kill zones. He's more than just a little impressed by her at this point.
Sam: "You're not just a pretty good shot, this is fantastic marksmanship Rachel."
Rachel grins and blushes again delighted by the compliment.
Sam looks back up at her cautiously though as he hands her back the gun.
Sam: "So are you sure that your grandfather just hunts deer and stuff?"
Rachel stares at him confused not sure what Sam is really asking her.
Rachel: "What do you mean?"
Sam is about to try and explain more without scaring her too much when Rachel's mom suddenly interrupts them by knocking on her door.
Rachel quickly whispers at him.
Rachel: "Sam get down now!'
Sam ducks down behind the bed and Rachel throws a blanket over him just as her mom enters the room.
Paula: "Rachel honey dinner is ready now? Come on downstairs your father is home and he wants to speak with you."
Rachel nervously smiles trying to act non guilty as she sits on the bed with a pillow blocking her mom's view of Sam under the blanket on the other side of her bed.
Rachel: "Yeah sure. I'll be down in a minute just let me uh…wash my hands first."
Paula smiles at her then kisses Rachel on the forehead gently.
Rachel closes her eyes as her mom kisses her head praying to God that her mom doesn't see Sam now that she is so close to the bed.
Fortunately for her, Paula walks out of the room and heads back downstairs without noticing him.
Rachel sighs in relief as the door closes. She stands back up locks her door and then takes the blanket off Sam.
Rachel: "Sorry about that."
Sam lies flat on the floor still trying to make himself as small as possible which is difficult considering he just had another growth spurt last year and is now the tallest male in his family a fact that Sam loves because it makes his brother so uncomfortable to be for first time in their lives actually slightly shorter than his little brother. But, still Sam knows no matter how tall he gets his brother and father will always want to tell him what to do, when to do it and how to do it.
He sits up and nervously looks at her.
Sam: "You better get going before she comes back in here. I'll lock the door back when you leave and when you return just slip an earring under the door so I know it's you and not them. Then I'll open it up again."
Rachel nods and quickly runs into her bathroom to wash her hands for dinner.
Rachel: "I'll bring you back some of my dinner, just relax and make yourself at home."
Sam: "Oh is it alright if I use your phone to make a quick call to my brother? It's getting late and he tends to freak out if I don't check in by a certain time."
Rachel: "Yeah go ahead call whoever you need to just as its not long distance."
Sam nods and Rachel exits the room then heads downstairs for dinner with her family.
Once Sam hears that Rachel is no longer upstairs he locks the bedroom door and calls Dean to check in with him.
Sam doesn't tell Dean much over the phone only that he'll be spending the night at a friend's house to work on a school project. Fortunately, Dean is in middle of watching a Godzilla movie on T.V. when Sam calls so he doesn't ask too many questions which Sam is glad about.
If Dean knew I was sleeping over at a Rachel's house he'd start giving me all kinds of stupid awkward advice about how to seduce her and get laid. I don't need to hear that crap right now and she wouldn't be interested in having sex with me anyway. We are just friends.
Sam sighs, feeling strangely confused about that fact. He has really grown to admire her and he likes spending time with her. He never once expected that they would be anything more than classmates and he still hopes they can stay friends. But, now that she's done with Cole for good Sam can't help looking at the pictures of Rachel displayed in her room and he notices how hot she really looks in many of them.
He picks up a small perfume bottle on Rachel's vanity table and realizes that it is not even opened yet. The bottle still has the gift tag on it and is obviously a present from one of Rachel's aunts once he reads the tag.
Sam thinks to himself that she always smells so great even better than this perfume-y stuff smells. Rachel is just natural. Her hair is really cute too now that I think about it. I really like girls with curly hair it makes them look so much sweeter.
Rachel's closet is half open so Sam decides to take a quick look inside it.
Damn, it is so neat in here. Dad would love how organized Rachel is its practically military perfection. It looks and smells a whole hell of lot better than me and Dean's closet ever does. Of course that is more his fault than it is mine. He is so gross sometimes I can't even stand to look in there to see his bloody sweat stained shirts and smelly socks thrown every which way on the floor. The only thing Dean ever bothers to hang up in the closet is his leather jacket. He can be such a tool I swear.
Sam rolls his eyes at the thought of his brother's untidiness then turns his attention back to Rachel's closet.
Every item of clothing is separated by color and purpose Rachel's school clothes, her after school clothes, then her church clothes, and finally her clothes for special activities and events. Sam notices one dress in particular hanging up in the corner. A soft baby blue long floor length prom gown with a small train in back with sequins and gems along the neckline hangs in there. Rachel even has a magazine clipping of the dress tacked onto the inner door of her closet. Her prom dress reminds him of something straight out of Cinderella.
I actually liked that movie Sam recalls. He knows Dean would think it was super gay that he even watched Cinderella, but Sam didn't have a choice. His babysitter's daughter loved Disney movies and made Sammy play her prince and have tea parties with her and her dolls all the time back when he was nine years old.
The little girl Penelope was only four at that time and a very sweet little girl so he felt it was polite to oblige her wishes, but he was always grateful that Dean never caught him talking to her dolls like they were real and pretending to slay dragons to save her from them.
Dean would have never stopped making fun of him over it if he knew, but Sam enjoyed the chance to be a normal kid whenever he could even if it meant playing make believe with a four year old in her backyard tree fort.
Sam lies back on Rachel's bed to relax until he feels something under him so he pulls the item out from under his back.
Sam blushes when he realizes its one of Rachel's bras, a pale pink one that he imagines for a moment must look incredibly sexy against her milky white skin.
He lies back on the bed again picturing Rachel's dark wavy hair in his mind. Sam smiles as he closes his eyes and begins fantasizing about Rachel coming out of her bathroom into the bedroom with those cascading curls of her blanketing her slender shoulders as she moves closer to him. He imagines pulling down the pale pink straps of the bra in his hand as he leans in to gently kiss her neck.
Sam starts getting an erection in his jeans as he continues thinking about her. Soon he hears a rustling sound of paper squeezing through crack under Rachel's bedroom door.
He sits up and realizes it must be Rachel returning to the room, flustered and without thinking Sammy opens the door not realizing that her bra is still hanging around his wrist.
Rachel stands in front of him with a plate of food and a glass of milk.
Her smile fades when she sees Sam with her bra and a boner in his pants.
Sam sees her looking at his erection and he turns a bright red embarrassed to be caught like this. Then he looks down and sees the bra wrapped around his hand. He quickly grabs it off his wrist with the other hand and awkwardly starts swinging it around.
Sam: "I wasn't doing anything with this I just found it on your bed. I didn't mean to though uh crap! I'm so sorry."
Sam can't think of any graceful way out of this one. All he wants to do is run away and hide from her. He hangs his head in shame and tries to hide his erection behind her bedroom door.
Rachel comes inside her room and puts the plate of food down on her vanity table.
Sam throws the pink bra back on the bed and stays by the door hiding from her.
Sam: "I should go!"
Sam climbs over Rachel's bed headed straight for the window to leave again.
Rachel can't help, but to laugh nervously to break the tension in the room between them.
Rachel: "No, its okay Sam. I uh get it. I must have forgotten to put it back it's not a big deal these things happen. Here sit down and have something to eat. It's late. I'll be in the bathroom getting ready for bed so um… just relax and I'll be back."
Rachel heads straight for the bathroom without even looking at Sam again. She tries to hide her laughter behind her hand by covering her mouth. She didn't expect to see Sam like that, but she can't help thinking his erection looks a lot bigger in his jeans than Cole's ever did.