Chapter 13

This chapter is all about Sam and Jessica, I apologise for those of you who dislike this ship but I wanted to create memories of these two (they are cute together) before Sabriel (won't happen anytime soon though). Short chapter, enjoy!

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It had been raining for three days in a row, the temperature remained low, the skies dark during the day and night, the dry soil of the summer was nothing but mud and the dense fog that had formed impeded the inhabitants of Yorktown to drive nearly anywhere. School had been cancelled until the weather bettered, Dean was losing his senses without seeing his boyfriend and Sam was like a lost puppy without Jessica.

"Crap, this is crap!" Dean banged on the table, he had been complaining about the weather all day and his family was about to lock him up in a room with tape over his mouth so he'd shut up.

"Dean, you bitching about the weather isn't going to help it, shut up!" said Sam rubbing his temple.

"Well, what do you expect me to do, Sammy? Pretend everything's rainbows and butterflies and ride into the sunset in a fucking non-existent unicorn?"

"Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?" Sam frowned.

"Ha, cute." Dean turned to leave the living room when they heard the doorbell ring, they turned to look at each other wondering who could possibly be out at this hour in this weather. Dean headed towards the door with Sam following.

"Cass?" he said as the younger boy stood at the entrance in a black trench coat and a scarf around his neck, his cheeks were flushed from the cold and he shivered.

"Dean." he said wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, Dean held him tightly and Sam closed the door as they stood inside embracing each other; Sam felt a little jealousy.

"How did you get here? You're fucking crazy, you know!"

"I walked from my house. I just had to see you, Dean."

"It's dangerous out there, you idiot! I fucking love you." he took his shivering boyfriend in his arms and attacked his mouth hungry for a kiss. Sam stood at a distance with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Guys, come on! Not in here!" he threw a cushion at them.

"Shut up, bitch, you're just jealous."

"Am not, jerk!" he crossed his arms and sat on the couch.

"Come, let's get you in some warm clothes, Cass." they walked together to Dean's room. Sam watched them leave and wished that Jessica was there with him sitting by the chimney drinking hot tea or cocoa. He curled himself on the sofa holding his mobile in his hands trying to decide whether or not he should send a message to Jessica.

"Sam, wake up." he opened his sleepy eyes to find a pair of blue eyes staring at him. "Hey, sleepy head." she smiled at him.

"Jessica? Hey…" he stood up from the sofa and wrapped his arms around Jessica. "When did you get here?"

"Just a few minutes ago." she smiled at him, "I missed you."

"I missed you too." he smiled looking down and she bit her lip. "Um…" they were holding hands. "Can I…um," he bit his lip.

"Kiss me?" Sam nodded blushing and so did Jessica. "You don't have to ask." he smiled at her and leaned closer, their lips meeting for a soft kiss; it was short and sweet, both teens stood there closing the gap between them for a hug.

"Are you cold?"

"Um yeah, a little."

"Would you, uh like one of my sweaters? They might be too big but they're warm." he smiled.

"Sure!" Sam was nervous and blushing as they made their way upstairs holding Jessica's hand. He took one of his black jumpers out of the closet and gave it to her and although it fit her two sizes too big, she looked perfect to him.

"Thanks, Sam." she kissed his cheek and he gave her a smile.

"Um, you're welcome. Do you want tea or hot cocoa? I'll go make it."

"Hot cocoa, I had tea earlier."

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Sure, I'll help you make it."

"Oh no, it's alright, I mean, I don't want you to get bored… my room is.. Boring."

"It's not boring, I like it. Is that a complete encyclopaedia collection two-thousand twelve?" she grinned looking at the shelves full of thousands of books. There was a globe on the desk, a McBook, school books, a wooden pen holder, a poster of Einstein and one of Shakespeare on the wall, his bed was neatly made and the floor was shoe and clothes-free.

"Um, yeah, I got that for my birthday this year. I'd been asking my parents to buy it for me but they decided to it was a good birthday present." he grinned like a kid who'd just been given candy.

"Can I see it?"

"Uh yeah. Go ahead, I'll go make the hot cocoa." she smiled at him as he left. Sam took two cups from the cupboard and two packets of cocoa from the pantry as he waited for the kettle on the stove to whistle announcing the water boiling. He leaned against the counter with arms crossed feeling nervous being with Jessica in his room, even though they'd both been there alone before she still managed to make him feel butterflies in his stomach and forget how to act like the smart person he was. Jessica came into the kitchen a few minutes later with a smile on her face, Sam looked at her and forgot how to breathe.

"I just wanted to see if you needed help, it's been a few minutes."

"Oh, um, yeah, sorry. The water needs to boil first."

"Oh, okay." she gave him a shy smile, "I still want to be here with you though." she wrapped her arms around him and he proceeded to do the same, Jessica rested her head on his chest and he smiled. Her sweet scent caressed his nostrils making him high in the moment, yearning to hold her in his arms forever and feel the warmth she brought to his heart that when their eyes met, the eyes that returned the love he felt. Sam placed a soft kiss on her forehead and she smiled, her face still against his chest. They stood in that position for a while until a loud whistle coming from the stove made both of them jump and laugh at the same time. Sam turned off the water and Jessica poured the cocoa into the cups.

"Do you want marshmallows?" he asked taking a bag of small marshmallows from a cabinet.

"Yes!" he put a handful of marshmallows in a bowl and a few biscuits on a plate. Sam carried the cups of cocoa and Jessica carried the marshmallows and the biscuits up to Sam's room. After accommodating themselves on the bed with a blanket and Sam's laptop on their lap to watch Forrest Gump; the film was paid not attention to since both of them started a marshmallow war and they fought for the last biscuit which Jessica won but decided to share. They were warm and comfortable close to each other, the room was silent with only the sound of Forrest Gump playing on the screen and their soft breathing; Sam and Jessica had fallen asleep with their heads touching and holding hands.

"Sam, wake up." he opened his sleepy eyes to find a pair of blue eyes staring at him. "Hey, sleepy head." she smiled at him.

"Jessica? Hey…" he stood up from the sofa and wrapped his arms around Jessica. "When did you get here?" Déjà vu, he thought.

"A few minutes ago." she smiled at him, "I missed you." Sam smiled wide knowing he'd been dreaming but that's okay because this was the real Jessica in front of him as he confirmed wrapping his arms tightly around her.

"I missed you too, Jessica."

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