AN: Hope you enjoy this chapter! It can get kinda silly at times, but I only did that to balance out the seriousness from the last two chapters. Hopefully I can finally get into Season 1 is a couple chapters. I own nothing, except for Nessy, typos, and whatever else that's not copyrighted/unrecognized.

"Pack up, Nessy," Dean ordered as he tossed her duffel bag in her lap. Vanessa was curled up on the couch reading a book she meant to read for a while now. She looked up, giving him a particular face that read annoyance. As close as they've become these past two years, Dean knew not to disrupt her when she was concentrating on something.

"For what? Dad said not to go anywhere until he gets back," she tossed the bag on the floor. Dean bent down to pick the bag up, "Yes and what dad doesn't know won't hurt him," and threw it back on her lap.

Vanessa put her book down on her lap and gave her full attention to Dean, "Where are we going?"

"To see Sam," Vanessa's eyes got huge. Why on earth are they going to do that?

"I'll repeat myself, for what?"

"Adam wants to see him," just as he said that Adam walked over to them. Vanessa raised an eyebrow to him, "You want to see Sam?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard from him in two weeks."

Sam might not have called Dean or answered his once a month calls, but he talked to Adam about three times a month. He never asked for Vanessa or her about him. She called him once and that was a month after he left.

"The dude is probably busy," Vanessa tried to convince Adam so she wouldn't have to leave.

"Yeah, but I really wanna see him."

"Come on, Vanessa. Let's go, it'll be good for you and all of us. Just us on the road. What do ya say?" What kind of question was that? Does he even know what he just said? All they do is have road trips. Vanessa slammed the book on the couch and stood straight up so she could get close to eye level with the eldest Winchester.

"What do I say? I say I already spend a lot of time on the road with you guys. Can we not just take a break for once?"

"What do you think I want to do? This will be a break from hunting. I was thinking about you when Adam brought it up," Dean defended. Vanessa just stood there with her pissed off face. Her button nose would flare and her brown eyes would be burning.

"You guys can go. I'll stay," she demanded. Dean clutched his teeth, "Not gonna happen. I'm not leaving you here. That's how horror movies start."

"I don't want to see Sam!" she yelled, "And he doesn't want to see me. So why even bother, because Adam wants to? Sorry, Adam, but it will just be a failure to whatever "make-up plan" you think you got going on," Adam looked down on the floor with hurt.

Dean became pissed and took on a more threatening tone, "Okay, well if you won't go willingly, then I will drag your ass all the way there."

Vanessa and Dean had a staring contest going on. They held on to that stare for a few long moments. After realizing there was no other choice, Vanessa grabbed the duffel bag, "Fine," she hissed, packing up her clothes and other supplies.

Adam looked at Dean, "She seems super pissed."

"Yeah, best if we don't get in her way," Dean frowned looking at her. So much has happened in the last year and a half. His heart sunk a little when he saw her sniff and twitch at the same time. Vanessa was getting her toiletries in the bathroom. She looked up in the mirror and for a brief second, she could have sworn she saw her reflection blink when she did not.

Vanessa was in the backseat looking out the window of the Impala. John gave Dean the car about a few months ago. He told Dean to make sure he does something for the two younger kids. Always give them a left or take them out every once in a while. Dean was playing some AC/DC. It must have been the billionth time they've heard this cassette, but no one seemed to complain.

Vanessa had no idea what to expect when they got to Stanford. Will Sam turn them away? Will he still hate Vanessa? What will he say? What will she say? All these questions boggled in her head, but none being answered.

They were in Nevada when Dean pulled in a gas station and burger stand to get food for them and food for his "baby". Vanessa sat a bench that was close to the little shack. She unwrapped her mushroom burger and took a bite. When Adam walked over he was in a slouched stance. He held a little basket of fries and sat down next to Vanessa. He then shifted himself to where his head was on her lap.

Vanessa stopped chewing and swallowed her food when she looked down at him. He gave her this puppy dog look. She knew what he was thinking; hell, she helped raise the thirteen year old. He was still a little upset that she yelled.

Vanessa sighed, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. It's just Sam is a very touchy subject for me right now," she began to stoke his hair back. She looked at the bracelet on her wrist. It was the first gift she got from Sam. It was silver that had tiny curves that looked like thin S's connect all the way around. Even after this long, she still wore it. Adam brought her out of her trance.

"I know, but you two need to work things out."

Vanessa huffed out some air, "It's not as simple as it sounds, Adam."

"What's so complicated? You just say I'm sorry-."

"I said I was sorry," Vanessa interrupted, "but he just left. Now I'm here, hating myself for getting his hopes up only for them to get crushed. That's like helping a kid build a sand castle and then kicking it over once you're done. "

"You're making it sound worse than it is," Adam sat up, "Look, I hate seeing you mentally killing yourself about this. Things will be okay once you two talk it out."

Vanessa frowned as she looked away. Adam took a fry from the basket, "Want a fry?" he offered. Vanessa playfully smacked his hand away, "Get out of here with that."

Adam let out a light laugh, "Seriously, they're pretty good."

"Yeah, sure." She took the fry out of his hand. CHOMP!

Timing can be one of the best factors in life; however, Sam's was about as good as a bus filled with kids running out of gas on train tracks. Oh, and it just so happens a train is coming along and is running late, so it will be speeding. Sam never went out during his first two years of college, but of all days he chooses to go out on a date.

Her named was Jessica Moore; a gorgeous blond with tan skin. Sam and Jessica meet each other a few weeks ago by their friend, Bradley. When Dean, Adam, and Vanessa reached Stanford, they asked around for Sam. Unfortunately after long moments of knocking at his dorm, no one answered the door.

"Do you hear anyone?" Adam asked Dean who had his ear against the door.

"Nope, maybe he went to a frat party," Dean smirked at his vision of Sam getting wasted… fat chance.

"Or he's asleep and we're disturbing him," Vanessa countered Dean's predictable imagination.

"Sammy must have been busy with a girl then," he smirked over at Vanessa, who just gave him a serious look.

"Okay then. WAKE UP SAMMY!" Dean kicked the door in making it slam against the wall. When it hit, the door slowly closed only leaving it open a few inches. Adam and Vanessa flinched at the impulsive move.

"Are you insane?" Vanessa yelled.

"Probably."

"Someone will hear you and mistake us for burglars!"

"Calm down, Nessy. I don't think anyone's noticed," Dean opened the door revealing the small dorm.

Inside were two twin beds, each against opposite walls. There was a small computer desk that had a lamp and laptop on it in between both beds with a chair. Next to the entrance door was the closet. All over the floor were clothes, books, and some trash. Vanessa sat on the bed closest to her. For some strange reason, she knew it was Sam's bed. Dean and Adam were in the middle of the room.

"Looks like we won't get a chance to see him today," Vanessa said, "We should go," she got up from the bed and started to walk to the door. Dean followed after her, "Where do you think you're going?" Vanessa stopped "Look, Dean. He's not here and Dad will be coming back soon. You know how he gets if he finds us missing or leaving without checking in. You remember Sammy in Flagstaff, right?"

Dean thought about it, well they only intended on staying for a couple of hours and since Sam isn't here, they might as well do something else.

"Well, let's get out of here and go see a movie or something."

"Can we see Two Towers?" Adam asked. Dean nodded and they headed out to leave.

They all stood in line waiting to get tickets, "Way to pick the movie that has the longest line, Adam," Dean sarcastically noted.

"I'm sorry, Dean. If you want you can go see Maid in Manhattan. The line is must shorter. I'm sure you'd like it."

"Smart ass."

Vanessa smiled at her brothers bickering. She decided to join the fun, "Yes, Dean I know how much you love chick flicks."

"Say what you want, at least I'd get to see JLo's ass throughout the movie," he smiled to himself as his sentence trailed off, "What I'd give…"

Vanessa put her hand on his shoulder, "If you want privacy there's a restroom so you can-,"she stopped looking at her wrist. Nothing was there which was not good. Her bracelet. It. Was. GONE!

She looked down and all around where she was standing.

"What's wrong?" Adam asked looking at her search frantically with wide eyes.

"My bracelet! I lost it!"

"Where did you leave it last?"

"I don't know! I-," Vanessa then realized where it was. On the bed, back at the college.

"It's in Sam's dorm."

"Do you want me to drive you over there?" Dean offered.

"No. I'll go. I'll meet up with you guys later," she stepped out of line and started to walk back.

"Wait do you have your cell?" Dean called out. Vanessa pulled it out of her pocket and raised it in the air for him to see. It looks like she might have to talk to Sam after all.

AN: Thank you for reading! Sam and Vanessa will have some words in the next chapter. Love to hear your thoughts on what you think of the story or a suggestion.