Sam and Jess sat on the couch, facing each other. Jess could tell that Sam was nervous.

"What's wrong, Sam?" She asked, taking hold of his hands.

"I love you very much." Sam said. "But I haven't been completely honest about my past. I need to tell you about my life before I met you, and I hope you still love me when I'm done."

"There is nothing you can tell me that will make me stop loving you." Jess assured you.

Sam took a deep breath, then hurriedly starting talking before he lost his nerve. "I told you about my Mom, about how she died in a fire in my nursery when I was a baby. But what I didn't tell you was that she was murdered."

"Murdered?" Jess asked.

"Yeah, by a demon."

"Excuse me?" Jess asked, really hoping she had not heard him correctly.

"A demon killed Mom." Sam said, looking into Jess's eyes. Silently praying that she would believe him and still love him. "At the time, Dad didn't know what killed her, but he knew it was something supernatural. He became a hunter, a very determined hunter. He trained Dean and me to be hunters too."

"Hunters?" Jess was really confused now. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Yeah, we hunted all of those things that aren't supposed to be real. I killed my first werewolf when I was sixteen."

Jess just stared in shock at Sam.

"I know this is hard to believe." Sam said. "But it's true. I was raised as a soldier, so was Dean. Dad kept telling us that it was only temporary, that we would have a normal life after he found what killed Mom. But we didn't know what killed her until Dean came here to get me to help find Dad. Dad had found out that it was a demon, and the demon had him captive. Dean killed the demon."

"Sam….I…." Jess had no idea what to say. There were no such things as demons and werewolves, but why would Sam say there was?

"It's all real, Jess." Sam said, wanting to stop. Wanting to tell her that he was lying. That monsters were not real. But he couldn't. She didn't deserve to be lied to. He loved her, and he had to tell her the truth. "Ghost, poltergeists, vampires, it's all real. But you don't have to worry, I have this place safe guarded. Noting evil can get in here."

"This can't be happening." Jess said.

"Are you okay, Jess?" Sam asked with concern when her face paled.

"Please tell me that this is some kind of joke." She said, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"It's no joke." Sam said. "I really don't want you to know about the monsters, I hate myself for telling you this. But I have to, I don't want this to come out later and tear us apart. I want our relationship to be built on truth, not on secrets."

"I…I need time to figure this out." Jess said, standing up.

"Jess." Sam said, also standing.

"Just leave Sam." She said, walking towards the bedroom. "I need to be alone."

Sam watched her walk into the bedroom and shut the door behind her, and he felt his eyes watering. He was terrified that he just lost the love of his life. With a deep sigh, Sam walked outside and sat on the steps.

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Jess sat on the bed, her mind whirling with questions and confusion. Monsters were not real, but Sam was not a liar. And he was not crazy. But what other explanation could there be? Monsters were not real. Were they?

Jess looked at the picture on the bedside table, it was a picture of her and Sam. Sam was giving her a piggy back ride, and both were laughing.

She loved Sam more then she ever thought possible, he was her everything. He was always so strong, so steady. But also very sweet and gentle. She knew that her and Sam had a future together, had known it for a long time.

She knew Sam, knew what a great man he was. Sam would not say those things unless they were true. And that meant that monsters were real.

Jess pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and hit speed dial one. Sam answered a split second after it started ringing.

"Jess?" He asked.

"We need to talk." Jess said, then she hung up.

A couple minutes later, Sam walked into the bedroom and sat on the bed beside her.

"Monsters are real?" She asked.

"Yes."

"And you were trained to hunt them?"

"Yes."

"I believe you." She said, looking into his eyes. "But what you told me scares the hell outta me."

"You don't have to be scared." Sam said, taking her hands in his. "Like I said, I have this place safeguarded, the campus too."

"You safeguarded the school?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you for telling me the truth." Jess said. "It's going to take me a little while to come to terms with what you said, but you were right. I don't want any secrets between us, I want our relationship to be based in trust."

"I love you." Sam said, wrapping his strong arms around her.

"I love you too." She replied, returning the hug.

They pulled apart and Sam spoke. "I have something to ask you, that's why I told you the truth. I wanted the secret out before I asked."

Sam stood up, then knelt on one knee in front of Jess. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the jewelry box, opening it and showing Jess the ring inside.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

"Yes." Jess said, as tears ran down her face. But they were tears of joy. "Yes, yes, yes, a hundred times, yes." She lunged forward into Sam's arms, nearly knocking him over. They embraced each other and kissed passionately.

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An hour later Sam, Jess, Dean, and Bobby were sitting in the living room.

"So all three of you are like the ghost busters?" Jess asked.

"We are so much better then the ghost busters." Dean replied with a smirk. "We're more like Scooby Doo." Then he nodded towards Sam, "He's Velma."

"And he's Scrappy Doo." Sam said, nodding towards Dean. "A loud mouthed runt who's more bark then bite."

"No, I'm Fred." Dean said. Then he looked at Bobby. "Does that make you Daphne or Scooby?"

"That makes me the man who's gonna kick your scrawny ass in a minute, boy." Bobby growled, but the younger hunter could see the laughter in his eyes.

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The next morning, Sam laid awake on the couch bed. Jess was asleep beside him, snuggled up against his side. Dean was asleep on an air mattress a few feet away, and Bobby was asleep in the bedroom.

Sam smiled as he watched his Fiancé sleep. He couldn't believe how well his life was turning out. He had an amazing woman who knew about his past, and still loved him. He had a brother who would move heaven and earth to protect him, and he had father-figure who would always be there with advice and an attentive ear.

The smile faded as he thought about what he didn't have. He didn't have a father who put his son's needs ahead of his own. A father who wanted his son to be happy and to choose his own path. He was going to send his dad a wedding invitation, and he really wished he would come. But Sam knew that it was a very slim chance.

Sam felt Jess moving beside him and looked at her, she was awake and was smiling at him.

"Good morning, Honey." She said.

"Good morning, Babe." Sam said, as he leaned over and kissed her.

The kiss grew more passionate and they wrapped their arms around each other, holding tightly.

"Oh that is a wonderful sight to wake up too." They heard Dean grumble, but they continued to hold each other and kiss.

"Do you two mind keeping it g rated?" Dean asked.

Sam and Jess pulled apart.

"I'm going to shower." Jess said, her voice low and silky. "Care to join me?"

"I could use a shower." Sam said.

"Will someone please shoot me?" Dean asked, rolling his eyes.

Sam and Jess stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Dean smiled, happy to see his brother so happy. Dean really liked Jess, knew she would be good to Sam.

It pissed him off that their Dad wasn't there. When Dean told him that he was going to Sam's graduation, their Dad tried to talk him out of it. Told him that Sam abandoned them. And like always when their Dad was bad talking Sam, Dean argued with him. It seemed that the only arguments John and Dean ever got into were about Sam.

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There is one more chapter to this story, I hope to have it up tommorow. please let me know what you think.