"Sam? Sam! Seriously, are you asleep right now?!" a woman asks me, the horror in her voice evident.

I wake up, dazed and confused. Next thing I know- I'm staring at the shiny shoes I'm wearing. I'm in a car- no, not the Impala- and my feet don't fit quite well. The discomfort strengthens as I notice I'm in a tuxedo- which feels more and more constricting, especially around noticeable and unbelievably awkward areas. Still in my reverie- feels as if I've woken up after a million years- the oddly familiar surroundings begin to make sense- and just like that it's 2003 again.

Jess snaps her fingers before my eyes and all I can do is stare. My heart feels like it might jump out of my heart, and without planning it my eyes well up with tears. She looks at me, her eyebrows scrunched up together and rests one comforting hand on my cheek, as I feel unable to form coherent sentences. I pull her into a tight embrace, and the sweet smell of her hair makes me feel at home. I kiss her hair, her head, her eyes and finally settle at her lips. She breaks away saying, " No, you listen to me Mr Sam Winchester, not now. Besides, I thought you were really nervous about meeting my folks, and now look- you fell asleep on the way. And then you wake up and freak me out like this! You okay?"

I believe I'm in Heaven. There was no other explanation for this. The last thing I remember was being crushed by heavy boulders and bleeding out on glass shards. Dean was right next to me, trapped inside the car as well, struggling to live. I wonder if he made it. Because, I'm pretty sure that had he died, our heavens would co exist. Maybe, just maybe, he lived. My heart relates at the thought. I see Jess, looking at me patiently, and all at once I realise why I'd loved her the way I had.

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm okay. Let's go." I say as I begin to get out of the car and towards her house, trying my best to keep my voice from cracking.

"Woah, woah. Wait up. Let's go over some stuff first. Okay?" She says skeptically.

I slam the door shut, as I look at her and smile already knowing what she was ab out to ask, "Yes, Jess?"

She frowns for a bit, and then alters her voice to the best imitation of her Dad's and asks, " So ,Sam. You're a Physics major? How come you want to go law then?"

I smile some more as I give her the same answer I'd given her twelve years ago, in this same car, for the same question, "Well, sir, I've always been interested in the sciences. Physics has been a favorite subject since I can remember. I believe that with my background in science, criminal law will broaden all further perspectives for me- especially in today's growing age of technology and the internet."

Jess looks impressed, as she continues to ask yet another question, "Where are you from Sam?"

I answer, " I was born in Lawrence, Kansas. But, my dad's job required for our family to move a lot , I've lived all around the country."

I remember that Jess didn't know about hunting and the " family business". I remember this because I'd take every measure possible to make sure that she hadn't known. Jessica looks at me with an appreciative nod as she asks me the last question with a small voice, "So who all is there your family?"

I sigh, " Uhh..it's just my dad, my brother and me. My mom..passed away when I was six months old. A..a fire." Jess simply nods, staring at her hand.

"Well. I guess we're all set then?" I ask her, as she nods. I get out of the car and wait for Jess.

But Jess remains seated in the car. I call out to her, leaning upon the window of the car. This surprises me, as I remember her stepping out of the car with me all those years back

"Jess? Let's go?" I ask her.

She sighs," Really, Sammy? Is that all there is?"

Surprised, I ask her, " To what?"

"To how your mother died. A fire? You selfish bastard! You know more, don't you Sammy? You knew more and you could have saved me!"

My world begins to spin, as I watch Jess's face go rigid and her eyes begin to bleed. She steps out of the car.

"Tell me Sammy, how many women, men and children...how many of us have to sacrifice ourselves for you? Because of you? All of that Sammy, that's on you." Jess smiles, her eyes bloodier each moment.

The car is now afire, and the background has all melted away. My heart thuds and my ears throb as I look at Jess apologetically, "I'm sorry. Jess, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve...any of it. I'm sorry..."

"Sorry?" she screams as the fire begins to spread all around, "My life, Sam. My life! I lost My life tangled up in your mess! I was someone's kid, someone's sister! But, I forgot! Isn't that what you Winchesters do?.Half ass your way into screwing other people's lives, then covering it up under the label of 'greater good'? But guess what, Sam Winchester? No one else will die, or suffer, and murder anyone else because of you."

I look at her as the fire inches it's way closer and closer to me. Jess stands there, stone faced as she watches the fire consume me. I let go. I don't hesitate.

I wake up, and it's pitch black. I move around in the bed I'm sleeping in and fidget for a bit. Upon all the commotion, a lamp near the other side of the bed lights, and the person next to me turns to look at me. It's all too familiar, yet again.

Amelia asks me, " Sam? Is everything alright?"

My eyes widen as I realise how badly screwed I am. Not knowing what exactly is happening, I close my eyes, and pray, saying just the one thing over and over.

Dean, where are you, man?

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