Yes: I am still alive! I am so sorry it took ages for this update, and I am not here to write up any excuses! I promise!
Thank you for everyone's comments on the last chapter. I loved writing it and I would do it all over again (well... expect all OCs' return soon!)
Now we move on in Sam's world as we finally meet a special someone. More updates soon, promise!!!
(A.N: Thanks to my friend Sam for finding me the "Cuppy cake" song. If you have no idea what it is just do like I did: google it!)
"You think we're allowed to have popcorn in the auditorium?"
Sam tried to duck from Melissa's slap but she had gotten him well on the shoulder and Sam thought he would probably bruise from the hit. They had stopped at a gas station on their way to the school and Cas had gladly volunteered himself to fuel up the old car. Sam loved it; a 64' night blue Mustang, though it didn't seem as familiar as it should.
Anna had decided to drive up to the school with Bobby and Ellen, leaving Sam with the strange guy and his wife. He hadn't even noticed the silver ring on his finger until he had changed into his evening clothes. It saddened him that he couldn't even remember his own wedding day and he wondered still why no visions or images of Melissa would come to him like it had with the others.
Sam watched Cas as he walked to the store, leaving him with the beautiful woman next to him. She wore a short black dress with her wavy dark hair down. He looked at her lips, the red of her lipstick matching the color of his tie.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" he asked her as his left hand cupped her right cheek.
Melissa giggled. "A few times already but I like hearing it, especially from you." They kissed softly for a moment and then she pulled away gently. "You know I haven't thanked you yet."
Sam wondered for a second what she was talking about and he saw that she could easily read him.
"You know, for letting my brother stay with us after everything that he's been going through." He did not hate that all of the puzzle pieces were slowly coming together, but Sam only wanted one piece and it still hadn't showed up yet.
"No problem." Sam answered, nodding as Cas took his seat in the back of the car. Sam looked back at the man and felt as though he had seen him wearing a suit before but shook his head on it and drove off to the school.
It was strange driving around in a town he didn't know about, but carefully followed the school signs until he saw the small school on his left. Finding a parking in the lot had been difficult and Sam knew that there would be a lot of parents attending the show tonight. He looked around, no flashbacks coming to him. It probably meant that this school had no sentimental value to him, but if that was the case then why wouldn't he have any memories of Melissa?
They walked to the school, holding hands with Melissa and greeting other parents and friends that walked by. Sam smiled and nodded to everybody, not having a clue who they were. Sam let Cas walking in front of them, leading him to the inside of the auditorium when he noticed a familiar face smiling their way.
…
Relax, it's a shoulder hit. I can aim. Besides, who here hasn't shot a few people?
…
Bela?
"Good evening lads" she said with an accent. She walked in front of Sam and pulled him into a hug. "It's so nice to see you, Sam. Anna is one of the best students in her class; you should be very proud of her."
Bela pulled away from the hug and stared at Cas who already had his eyes on her. They both smiled at each other and after a moment Bela walked away to go greet other parents coming in.
"Shall we go sit down then or would you rather crush on your daughter's teacher?" Melissa bumped Sam on his right side. He looked at her playful smile and smiled back following his wife inside the auditorium.
The lights were dimmed inside the large room and Sam easily found Bobby and Ellen sitting in a middle row with a few empty seats next to them. Melissa sat down next to Bobby while Cas took the end of row seat next to Ellen, leaving three seats by Melissa's side. Sam took the first one next to her and automatically realized that the last two seats were for Dean and a special guest. Sam remembered Melissa talking about an Emily and suddenly wondered if…
"You three sure took your time to get here. You got lost on your way here, son?"
Sam turned to Bobby, not sure what to answer. But the timing was perfect as the lights in the auditorium dimmed to black leaving only the stage to be lightened up. A song on a piano began and the red curtain opened up to a group of 1st grades singing "Star Spangled Banner".
The show got its start, with dancers and singers, magicians and gymnastic numbers. Every student and groups had awesome talents, but Sam didn't really watch the talents as his heart raced faster by each passing numbers.
Everyone gave a nice round of applauds as Mrs. Talbot came back on stage. "A job well done to Mrs. Walker's class for their musical number. Our next student is Anna Winchester who will perform a little singing for us tonight. She is very shy so please help me welcome her onto the stage."
Bela clapped her hands and the crowd followed as little Anna walked to the center of the stage. She had her hair down and looked like a smaller version of Melissa in a pink dress. She held her microphone with both her hands and looked at the floor. Sam noticed that she was terribly nervous, her knees trembling at the fear of being in front of a crowd.
There was a big silence in the crowd as everyone waited for Anna's cue, but she was silent. Sam slightly stood up from his seat, thinking about maybe running on the stage and hold her in his arms but saw her beginning to tap her toes to a beat and began singing.
You're my honeybunch, sugar plum;
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin
You're my sweetie pie;
You're my cuppy cake, gumdrop…
Everything was going great. She looked at Sam while Sam was looking back at her, and he had smiled at her, telling her that she was doing great but in a matter of a second she had lost her focus on her father and had stopped singing. She looked at the floor, her shoulders jumpy slightly as she was about to start crying until hands clapping were heard from the back of the audience.
"Woooo! Nice going angel!"
Everyone including Sam turned their heads at the sound of the voice. Sam knew it too well and almost thought that he was seeing a mirage.
Dean?
Various images ran inside Sam's head and he bend himself down, holding both sides of his head in his hands. He saw Dean smiling at him, grabbing onto him, pulling him into hugs, followed by the both of the driving around in a… was that a Chevy? But the weirdest visions came to him at the end as he saw his brother and him fighting and shooting down… things?
What the hell were those visions?!
Sam's eyes did not leave his older brother as he casually walked to where the sound guy was sitting and handed him a cassette tape. They both talked for a few seconds and everything was followed by Dean hitting the guy in the face with his elbow. The guy gladly took the tape in his hand and Dean ran off to the stage without a care in the world.
Everyone in the audience stayed in shock as everything unfolded in front of them. Dean was now talking to the little girl, bent down so he would be eye leveled with the little girl. Seconds later Dean walked down the stage and gave a hand signal to the sound guy who played his cassette tape, the sound of Joan Jett's "I Love Rock'n Roll" blasting in the auditorium.
Like magic the little girl on the stage began to dance around to the beat. She started to clap her hands and the crowd followed her lead and kept it as she began her duo with the singer.
I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must 'a been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playin' my favorite song
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me singin'
I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me
OW..
He smiled so I got up an' asked for his name
That don't matter, he said,
'Cause it's all the same…
It had only taken her seconds to win the heart of the audience, and though she did not know all of the lyrics to the song it was only cute enough that a five year old was swinging to the beat of the good time rock'n roll music. Dean sat next to his brother, smiling like Sam had never seen before.
"That's my little niece! Look at her! She could totally beat anyone's ass on that American Idol show!"
Sam laughed. If he thought he was happy earlier, seeing his brother was new level of happiness Sam had never felt before.
xXx
The show ended a while later, the brothers not saying a word to each other during the whole show. Sam had been surprised when he saw a nice blond woman sitting next to his brother, carrying a small blond boy in her arms, asleep. Sam had said decided to not say a word about it until the show was done, somehow knowing that the answer would come to him soon enough.
And he was right, as the lights were turned on again and everyone stood up and began to give each other hugs and kisses on the cheeks. Everyone grouped as Dean placed his right arm over the woman's shoulders and looked at everyone.
"Well you guys look like you could start off a Brady's Bunch spin-off."
"Speak for yourself boy" replied Bobby. Bobby looked at the now awake boy who stood in front of Dean and smiled. "And I assume that this is Jonathan! Boy have you grown up since I saw you last!"
"Grandpa Bobby!" the little boy hugged the man's legs and felt himself being lifted up. Ellen was in awed as it was the first time she was seeing the little boy, and could not help but notice that he looked just like a younger version of Dean.
"He's so adorable, Dean! He looks just like you!"
Dean smiled. "It's true. He has the looks and the attitude too."
The woman bumped her elbow against Dean's side. "Yeah, and he has the same eating habits too."
Everyone laughed as Dean and the mystery woman kissed. Sam looked at them and began to wonder why he wasn't getting any visions of her either; the woman being a total stranger to his eyes.
Melissa placed a hand on Sam's shoulder and smiled at him. "You guys want to wait for Anna? We'll be at the car if it's okay."
"Sure," Dean smiled back.
Melissa nodded and looked at the woman, "Emily, you coming with us?"
Everyone walked outside, leaving both brothers alone. They stood facing each other for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Nice save you did out there tonight." Sam felt awkward beginning a conversation about his daughter; everything still felt so strange still.
"Yeah well this is what happens when you get your little girl singing a song that should appear on the Barney show. What were you thinking man?"
Sam left out a laugh and shook his head. "Let's just say that she surprised me just as much as she surprised you."
He looked down at his shoes, acting just as Anna had in front of the crowd earlier. When he looked back at his brother he noticed that he looked younger than he remembered. The black circles under his eyes had gone away and those gave him a few years younger at least. Sam saw his brother's face enlightened as Anna ran towards him. Dean bent down and grabbed her pulling her into a warm hug.
"How's my little angel?"
"Uncle Dean! You don't have to call me your angel!" Anna laughed.
The boys began to walk outside to where Sam had parked his car. Dean held Anna in his arms and Sam could not help but to smiled at the sight. Dean was smiling, was happy and was enjoying life to the fullest. In the visions he had of his brother before Dean was sad, broken and exhausted and now, somehow, Dean was a whole new person.
They arrived at the car, Melissa helping Anna in the backseat of the car. Cas had told them that he would be getting home with Bobby and Ellen, knowing that the family would want to be together for the drive home. Dean got a kiss from Anna and waved at Melissa before turning to face Sam.
"It's really good to see you, little brother. I'm glad to know that you are happy." Dean smiled and started to walk away from Sam's car.
That hadn't been strange at all now right?
xXx
Devon stood in front of the general hospital, thinking about the various way of getting inside of it without making a fuss with the humans. The crossroads demon had told him about where the Winchesters were, and that one of them had been comatose since the accident. He remembered closely the demon's warning before taking another step.
"Watch out for yourself, Devon. Those Winchesters aren't easy to get rid of."
What did she meant exactly? He didn't really care as much as he should; he wanted revenge from the death of his family and would get it, no matter what the price was.
Devon walked towards the doors. He could smell the blood of those sons of bitches and could hear both of their heartbeats mixed up with hundreds of other human hearts inside the hospital. His mind was set though and he only had two targets, but that didn't mean that there could have been a few casualties along the way…
xXx
Sam had gotten Anna off to bed, telling her how great she had been this evening. They all had celebrated her performance, Dean and his family had come by for only a short moment. Jonathan had to be put to bed so Dean had promised a nice barbecue to celebrate everyone being together again on the following day. Bobby and Ellen had decided to call it a night too; each one of them taking a spare room upstairs and Cas had long been gone to sleep, telling everyone that he would be on job search the following morning.
He came back to his room, having made sure that all lights were turned off in the house and making sure that Anna was sound asleep. He changed himself into his night cotton pants and got under his bed covers, waiting for Melissa.
Sam took a moment to realize just how much he had. He had a family; the best one there could ever be. He had the best brother in the world; the happiest one who didn't show any feared emotions or any angst or worries. He had the prettiest wife he could ever ask for, and he knew even though he couldn't remember past yesterday that she was the perfect woman for him, and they even had the best daughter too; a daughter who reminded him so much of himself….
Sam felt happiness he could never have dreamed of before, and seeing Melissa coming in the room while wearing her nightgown was only the cherry on the top of the most awesome cake. I was only after a short moment he noticed the look of worry on her face.
"Melissa? What's wrong?"
She looked on the floor, her right hand on her left elbow. She bit the inside of her cheek and Sam noticed that she was feeling bad about something.
"Melissa?"
"Sam?" she raised her head. "Are you… happy?"
Sam tilted his head and frowned. "Of course I am!" He walked to her and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Why do you need to ask?"
"Because you don't have much time, Sam." She looked up in his eyes, trying to fight away the tears. "You need to get back before it's too late."