Junior year started and it was the hardest year. Just like in high school. Most of the material didn't make any sense and the teachers were always angry and had no sympathy. Once, I considered throwing holy water on them and exorcising them. Jess was great through it. She helped me stay calm.
The other thing was Dean. Ever since Dad died I hadn't seen much of him. He was killing demons and keeping the world safe. He would call and text, but that was about it. I wondered when this would end for him. Would the world ever give him a break? He deserved it. He deserved to happy with Cas in a two story house and all of that.
Things got better after exams. The summer was filled with long talk on the phone with Dean, hanging out with Jess and her family, and I started to fill I had found myself a piece of paradise. This was the start of what I have always wanted and more. I had the normal life and my brother.
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You would think senior year would be easy, but it wasn't. This wasn't high school. It was college. The classes were harder than ever, you were again looking into other colleges –if you were pre-anything-, and you were preparing for the rest of your life. Everything counted.
Then with me being Sam Winchester, I was worrying about my girlfriend being killed by demons. On November 2nd, I was sitting on the couch trying to hold my eyes opened. Cas and Dean paced and were on guard all night. Jess looked fearful. Jess and I tried to talk, but even that seemed too hard to do right now. Everyone took a sign of relief when the clock turned to twelve. It was now November 3rd. We all fell asleep.
The next morning, I prepared for the interview of a lifetime. This would determine if I was going to go to Stanford Law, and become a lawyer. Maybe I was making a big deal of this, but it was important. Dean being there was comforting.
"I thought I wouldn't see you for a long time. I'm glad you're here." I told him.
"Couldn't stay away." I shrugged.
"Yeah, I have that effect." I smiled. "Thanks for all of this."
"Yes. Thank you." Jess said walking in.
After saying our goodbyes, I watched Dean drive away. I hoped all of this was going to work out. That we would be okay. Also, I hope that wasn't the last time I was going to see him.
I was nervous on the way to the interview. Jess kept saying comforting things and rubbing my arm. I took a deep breath and walked in. The inside was pretty average looking. Just white walls, pale carpet, and a wall of windows. In the middle was a round desk with three men sitting there. I sat down across from them and in the interview started.
I walked out feeling I did great, but not sure. The next few weeks were stressful as I waited. I tried to distract myself, but everything reminded me of it. All I could do was do what I do best. Research, study, and do my work. Finally I got the phone call. I got in! I went and tried to call Dean, but got no answer. I started to worry when my phone rang. I quickly answered it.
"Dean?!" I said.
"No." I heard Bobby say. "I'm sorry, boy. Dean is-."
"No. Dean can't be dead. He's…Dean. Why are you lying?!"
"I'm sorry." Bobby repeated.
It was silent for a minute as it sunk in. My brother, my hero, was gone. Dean was dead. I don't remember asking, but Bobby told me what had happened and that Cas was on it. Neither of us had a clue to what that could mean. I just hoped it meant Cas would bring Dean back.
The next few days were hard. They dragged by so slow while I drowned in my grief. Those days were a blur of my tears, Jess rubbing my head, and lying in bed. It was on the fifth day that I decided I couldn't do this. Dean would want me to move on with my life. He had fought for me and Jess. I wouldn't throw it away.
Jess still seemed concerned. She didn't think shoving my grief away was a good idea. I tried to explain it to her. Grieving wouldn't help me right now. I was fine. I was just trying to do what I needed to do.
Things got better a few months later. Bobby called and told me Cas had done it. Cas had brought Dean back. I demanded to get to see him. Bobby said I would. I waited for hours before I heard a knock on my door. Dean!
I ran to the door and flung open the thing. I stared at Dean for second before pulling him into my arms. I tried not to cry. Dean stepped back and looked into my eyes.
"I look great, right?" I smiled.
"Not funny." I scolded, glad to see Dean hadn't changed.
"I have to agree." I heard Cas say.
"It's true though." Dean replied.
"Get in here and stop being immature." I grabbed the front of his shirt and jerked him into the apartment.
"Hey!" Dean protested.
"I see you are unstoppable." Jess said, walking in with a plate of cookies.
Dean of course was really happy about that. We all sat down and eat cookies while talking. Dean briefly mentioned hunting. I missed it would let up for him. Dean moved the conversation to school. Soon Jess and Cas left the room.
"You gonna marry her?" Dean whispered.
"Um, funny you would mention that. I actually already have a ring. I was going to propose next week. It will be our two year anniversary." I told him. I had saved money and bought in the two months ago.
"Really? Awesome!" Dean slapped my shoulder.
"Well what about you and Cas?" I asked.
Dean looked at my wide eyed.
"Have you not thought about it?" I looked at me closely.
"No."
I was about to ask why not when Jess and Cas came back in with food. All of ate, enjoyed each other's company, and thought of the future. Life couldn't be better at that moment.
School was the same as usual. I was finishing up my 'law school' as Dean had said to go to the real thing. I don't know why he referred to Stanford as 'law school'. He said because I was already taking law like classes. We had debated about it for hours. It made me miss talking to Dean.
My friends were doing great also. Ashley and Luis were still somehow together. Zach and Emily were as well. Becky was still dating some guy who I never remembered. Everything seemed to be looking up for everyone.
It was in April when Ashley and Luis decided to go to Vegas and get married. Zach, Emily, Becky, Jess, Mandy, Nicole, and I were the only guests. It was great to watch. I started to dream about my wedding.
On May 12th, I wasn't the only one looking forward to my wedding. Zach proposed to Emily. Soon, Jess and Emily were always talking about wedding plans. Jess mentioned getting married during Christmas. I agreed. After that, Zach and I mostly talked about sports and school. But we also talked about the future. Our future with the two most perfect women in the world. How had we gotten so lucky?
A/N: Dates: September 1st 2004- May 12th 2006