Been a while, but since this is my just for fun story, and one I like to put a lot of passion into, I hope it's okay. This is the chapter in which Sam and Jess meet, enjoy! o.o

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A tall figure walked quickly in the strong wind, his back hunched slightly as he pushed against the invisible force. He clutched his new books tightly, trying desperately to protect them from the forces that nature was sending at him on the California day.

The Stanford campus surrounded him, perfectly manicured lawn with impeccable landscaping that bordered many large buildings.

He came to an old brick building that read "Stevenson Hall" above the entrance, pushing open the door and trying to escape the gusting wind he quickly ran in, running right into a young woman.

A jolt of electricity shot through him as his body touched hers, it almost made him jump, but the experience held its pleasant and exhilarating feeling that made him want more. Made him want to pull the stranger closer, made the wolf in him snap wide awake.

Her scent was of Magnolia on a summers evening, radiating with confidence and happiness, her mood was relaxed and comfortable. It drove the wolf crazy, his nostrils flaring as he pulled in the scent, so sweet and delicious he couldn't help but want more.

"I'm so sorry, here let me help you, I'm so sorry…" He babbled as he kneeled down to help her pick up the books she had dropped.

He chanced a glance at her face, shining blonde hair tousling before him as she gathered her belongings, her eyes rose to meet his and his breath caught in his throat. Bright blue eyes that made him weak in the knees, made the wolf squirm with want within' him. A smile lit up on her face as he handed her the books, their fingers brushing for an instant made the boy go wild with desire.

"It's okay, really… Sam, isn't it?" She asked, eyebrow quirking in a questioning manner.

He took a moment to process what had just happened, still desperately trying to keep his beast at bay as he fumbled for words.

"Yeah, yeah I think we might have a pre-law class together. Jessica, right?" He asked, trying to recover from his blunder.

"That'd be me, sorry to cut this short, but I gotta get to a class. It was nice talking to you Sam, hope to see you around more often." She gave him a warm smile, and headed off, leaving him standing and stunned.

Sam mentally kicked himself for being so stupid, for being such a loser and freak that he couldn't even talk to this girl. Sighing, he picked up a walk again, thoughts of Jessica rolling in his head. He had physical contact with people daily, why had this girl made him feel so…odd? The wolf pawed at the back of his mind, reminding him tonight was the full moon and that it was feeling something for this woman. A soft growl rumbled in his chest as he remembered tonight, and that he had this stupid "gift" to carry.

He thought of his brother and father, a sudden ache in his chest reminding him how much his missed them. His thoughts drifted about them as he went down a few hallways, most large and tall with shining tile, his footsteps echoing loudly as he went.

He stepped into his classroom, a large auditorium full of students, that's when he suddenly remembered his father's words about mates.

"Boys, when I met your mother it was like I'd touched a living breathing fire, it is the most amazing thing you'll ever experience, meeting your mate. It's like a whole new world is introduced, and all you want to do is live and breathe that world…"

Sam paused, the thought that this Jessica girl might be his mate making him wonder. The teacher started speaking, signaling class had begun, Sam quickly sat but rather then beginning to take notes, he let his thoughts drift again.

It seemed impossible that some stranger could be his mate, but then again mates were the work of old magic. They could be a Were like him, or human.

The thought made him stop, he couldn't remember if there was wolf in her scent. Wolves could conceal there scent to a point, in order to tread lightly in other territories like he was, but a bit always remained. Right now though, he couldn't remember if she had carried it or now.

Either way, if they were mates she would be feeling something as well, even if she was just human.

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Sam stared up at the full moon, it's reddish, orange glow showing the night was still young and as it grew older the colors would fade to bone white.

He let his head drop and sighed, he hated this. He could change at will, but since leaving his father and brother, refused to do so. The full moon was a different story though, it held power over the wolves, made them have to shift, or experience great discomfort throughout the night.

So now he sat, an oversized wolf looking rather out of place in the campus park. He was in the city, and didn't want to waste time driving all the way out to the country. He had class in the morning, that in itself was going to be a pain.

He stood and shook himself off, allowing the thoughts of Jessica to return. If he was human he would have smiled, the thought of her sparkling eyes and warm smile made his squirm with excitement.

He turned his nose to the wind, wishing that he might catch her scent. Only the scent of garbage and alcohol met his nose, making his muzzle scrunch with displeasure. Huffing a sigh he began to trot deeper into the woods, trying to get as far from the paved trails and the eyes of humans as possible.

He let his nose lead him to a small stream, the cool water a relief to his stressed mind. Trotting over to a large willow tree he flopped down in exhaustion, he still needed to get his sleep to feel right in the morning.

He began drifting off, the scents of people passing by on the closest path drifted in and out, images appearing in his mind in a dream like state. The scent of magnolia reached his nostrils, lingering for a moment before the beautiful image of Jessica ran through his mind. He shot up, suddenly wide awake, nostrils pulling in the evening air trying to pinpoint where she was.

His heart beat quickly in excitement, he was ashamed of himself for being so consumed with this girl, but at the same time, he just couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more.

His keen eyes saw easily in the dark, the pale moonlight enlightening the night mystically, the magic of the woods almost wrapping itself around his heart making him a act like a love struck pup. His large paws carried him silently through the woods, dodging twigs and falling on dried leaves softly as his nose lead him back to the path and closer to Jessica.

He reached the bushes that lined the path and cautiously leaned forward to peek through them. In the soft street lamp she seemed to glow brighter then anything else in the night, her blonde hair shimmering against her soft skin, her pace easy as she seemed to take in the beautiful night. Sam slowly stepped along, watching her intensely through the leaves, taking everything in, trying to memorize how she moved, how each step seemed to have such a purpose, and how her eyes seemed to show the appreciation she had for the simple ness of just a beautiful night.

Sam smiled inwardly, he felt an electric charged passion in the air as he stood within' her presence, the wolf quivering in excitement and want, sad she was no wolf like him, or else they could share the night together.

Sam snapped somewhat awake at the thought, so she was human, that was obviously confirmed. He was unsure how he felt about that right now, if she really was his mate, the kind of old magic, then things could get rather complicated.

He thought then, maybe he should leave her, let nothing come of this, how could a human accept what he was? Hell, he didn't even accept what he was. He wasn't natural, he didn't belong. Why should her burden her then? He let his head drop in disappointment and hurt, he couldn't do that to her. He couldn't lie to her, be two things and only show her one, he looked at his giant paws and closed his eyes in disgust. He hated this, hated what he was, and how he could never love because of it. He went to step further back into the shadows, but his thoughts had consumed him so much, he did not see the porcupine as his hunches bumped into it.

With a yelp Sam leaped full force away from the shock of quills shooting into his rear, sailing through the bushes and onto the sidewalk, right in front of Jessica. Sam was hit with a million thoughts at once, but one rang crystal clear.

"Oh shit."

Jessica had jumped and let out s yelp of her own in surprise, Sam hung his head in shame as he expected her to run away, screaming in fear and disgust.

"Just get it over with already, I can only take so much in one night…"

To his shock though, she didn't run, but instead inched closer.

"It's ok boy, I'm not gonna hurt ya, it's ok." She said softly, barley having to lower herself to be eye level with him.

Sam's tail wagged for the first time in ages, pain suddenly once again shooting through him, he fought the urge to whip around and lick his wounds.

Jessica held out a small hand, allowing a normal dog to smell it and see she was no harm. But Sam was no normal dog. He inched closer, sliding his muzzle under her hand, his huge head suddenly sliding beneath her palm, she laughed lightly.

"Well, aren't you a big sweetheart, huh?" She ran her hands through his thick fur, Sam taking it in, finding himself in complete bliss.

"Aren't you a little big to be running around in these parts? Or are you lost? Hmm?" She questioned him with those loving eyes as her hands traveled past his shoulders and down his back, Sam realized she was cautiously approaching his injury. He stilled and let her run her hands over his hip and slightly past where the quills stuck out sharply.

"Now, even if I was a porcupine, you would be the last dog I would want to mess with… even if you are a big softie." She smiled and he looked back at her, their eyes meeting.

She held it for a moment, her smile faltering as thoughts seemed to cross her mind, Sam whined softly and wagged his tail a bit and the smile suddenly reappeared.

"Sorry bud, you just kinda remind me of someone… your eyes, they're… well, sounds silly, but they're like this Sam guy I know.

Sam's heart skipped a beat. Then another. And a pinch made him bite his tongue as a quill was swiftly pulled out.

"Sorry bud, I know it hurts, but need to get these out, you're being very well behaved. You could of bit my head off by now…" She said as she continued to work with a smile.

Sam gulped as he let the thought of her recognizing his eyes roll over in his mind, could she maybe someday accept this? Hell, she hadn't run away screaming, she had helped him of all things. Sure, he could have pulled them out of his own butt cheek in the morning, but that would have sucked. A final pinch and the pain was gone, only a light throb to remind him it was healing.

"That's it my mysterious dog friend, all quills have successfully been removed." She straightened herself and he turned around to nuzzle her hand. She smiled warmly and took her face in her hands, staring once again in those large hazel eyes.

"I swear, you have the ridiculously adorable puppy eyes of one Sam Winchester. Don't tell him that, but it's definitely not a bad thing." She smirked and ruffled his mane.

Sam's tail wagged furiously and he let out a bark of excitement. He was ecstatic on the inside, hope renowned as he realized, she seemed to really like him back.

"Well I have to get some sleep tonight buddy, walk me to my dorm? I'd sure feel a lot safer." She patted her leg and he began to follow at light trot, sticking closely by her side.

She talked to him as they went on, he listened carefully, taking in everything she said and forming a plan for the very next day with the information. Much to soon they reached her dorm, and she looked at him with sad eyes.

"I hate leaving you out here all alone, I would take you to the shelter tomorrow to see if you have a home, but I can't sneak you up, much to big buddy…" She seemed clearly upset about having to leave a homeless dog out alone in the world.

Sam licked her hand and looked up at her with perked ears, a wagging tail and an attempt at a smile.

"I'll be okay, if only I could tell you just how okay…" He thought with warmth in his voice.

She smiled and bent down, pulling him in a hug, he eagerly accepted letting his muzzle come behind her neck and pull her closer. He heard her laugh and felt fingers grip his fur tight. Slowly she pulled away and met his eyes for a last time.

"There's something strange about you my friend, in a good way, but, I dunno… you're not a normal dog."

Sam grinned wolfishly, then spun around excitedly, acting like he knew his exact way home.

"Bye, behave yourself bug man!" She waved as she stepped into the building.

Sam listened and heard her reach her room, he trotted off, glee building in his heart until he could no longer contain it. A joyous howl burst from him, long and loving, telling every creature, human or not, that he had found love at last…

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The next day, Sam walked right up to Jessica, confidence and warmth radiating from him as he made his way through the student cafeteria.

"Hey Jess." He smiled, her eyes looking up to meet his.

"Hey Sam, what's up?" She smiled, the surrounding room seeming to disappear as she did.

"Well, I was wondering, if you would like to join me tomorrow night for dinner, at Bucca Di Beppo?" His eyes shined in anticipation and hope as she laughed lightly, seemingly taken aback slightly, but in a good way.

"I'd love to Sam." She said with a grin.

"Great! Pick you up at eight then?" She questioned.

"Perfect, see you then." She replied with a hint of excitement on her scent.

"Awesome, and Jess, thanks." He smiled and began to turn away.

She quirked and eyebrow and frowned as she questioned him, "For what Sam?"

He met her eyes and held the gaze a moment, a smile on his lips as he tuned away, limping slightly as he went his way, bum and thigh still aching.

He held a smile, every positive emotion swelling within his heart, and if he had a tail, it would be wagging.