Author's Note: Okay, here it is... finally. I know some of you may be getting annoyed with me, but please try to keep in mind that I have things going on in my personal life that distracts me from my writing. I hope that you guys are still with me and enjoy this chapter. Reviews would be highly appreciated! Thanks!

Night came and went in the Warren manor and I awoke feeling refreshed and blissful. I gave my sleeping prince a kiss on the cheek and went to get ready for the day.

"You're up early?" Dylan noted when I entered the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl and a spoon and smiled at Dean when he past me our Cinnamon Toast Crunch. "I thought you don't have work today."

"Yeah and seeing how you didn't get any sleep last night, we thought you'd be dead to the world." Dean added with a playful glare. I smiled and sent a playful glare of my own his way.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Hope we didn't keep you guys up." Dean scoffed.

"I slept in my car." He deadpanned. Dylan nodded her head with a laugh.

"I thankfully have a boyfriend across the street that I don't have to lie to anymore so I had my sanctuary."

"Oh, how'd the big talk go?" I asked excitedly, trying to change the subject from my extracurricular activities with Sam.

"Pretty good actually. He accepts who I am."

"I told you he would." I reminded her.

"I love him." She admitted with a happy sigh. The three of us were lost in our own thoughts. Dylan and I wore soft smiles on our faces while Dean had a permanent crease in his forehead.

"I love her." Dean suddenly spoke to our surprise. He was careful to keep his head down as ours shot up to stare at him. He played around with his spoon in his cereal a little bit but when we didn't say anything he grew restless. He let out a disgruntled sigh. "I know it's a little awkward but I can't help it." Dean finally raised his head to meet our surprised eyes. "I mean you all know it. Hell, even Famine knew."

"But Dean, Cody-" Dylan began to speak but was cut off.

"I know she's with someone else okay! And he's probably a better man than I'll ever be. I mean he's a freaking angel, but he will never love her. Not like I do." Dylan and I shared another concerned look. His eyes kept jumping back and forth between us, desperately waiting for us to save him with some life changing advice, but for the life of us, we couldn't find any words. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before rising to his feet. "I made a promise to the woman that I love that I would fight for her. And damn it, that's what I'm going to do."

When Dylan and I finally found our voices again, we had to admit that Dean's huge revelation was more than just a little romantic. Watching him pour out his heart for Kimberly actually gave us goose bumps. All we want is for Kimberly to be happy, and it's not like she's completely closed off to the thought of being with him. However we did agree not to involve ourselves. Dean's words truly moved me though. I began thinking about my relationship with Sam and all the obstacles we have overcome. And I thought about Jessica, and how it was unfair that I gave her the cold shoulder when all she did was help me and my relationship. I decided I needed to make amends.

"You called?" Jessica asked when she appeared before me in the attic. She seemed tense but I chalked it up to the fact that I was never exactly friendly to her before.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you."

"Sharnel, I do have other charges."

"I know, I know but this'll just take a minute. I swear." Jessica gave me a curious look and then nodded.

"Okay." She agreed. I took a delighted sigh and sat down on the nearby loveseat. Patting the space next to me, I invited her to sit.

"Okay, I know our meeting and well, just our all in all relationship hasn't been very cozy…"

"Sharnel-"

"Wait. Let me finish. Things have been a little tense and that has been completely on my part, but I just want to say sorry." Jessica's brows raised in shock. "I mean, you've been nothing but nice to me and my sisters and you helped save Dylan. And let's be honest, you haven't gone after my boyfriend like I thought you would. You've actually been… a friend, so… I apologize for ever making you feel like you were anything less." I smiled and then so did she.

With a chuckle, I continued. "You probably don't know this but apologies don't come easily from me so you must have done something right." I joked. Jessica laughed and smiled again.

"Thanks Shar." Just then, Sam walked into the attic.

"Shar?" he said. His eyes all but fell out when he saw who I was having a talk with. "Shar what, what's… going on?" he asked nervously.

"Nothing. Jess and I were just having a little heart to heart." I smiled at her and then back at Sam. "I'm going to go and pick up my dress for tonight." I said walking over to him. I pulled him into a kiss and waved my hand goodbye at Jessica. She smiled at me and then raised a brow at Sam before walking out of the attic, leaving him in panic.

Cody was ecstatic to put it shortly. He was practically bouncing off the walls and nothing or no one was going to taint his mood. Why? Because after weeks of getting the cold shoulder from his girlfriend, she was finally giving him a chance. An opening to wiggle his way back into her heart. So it was with great enthusiasm that Cody rang the bell to the manor. He didn't want to push his luck and orb right into her room. Randy opened the door to Cody's surprise.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to the gym?" Cody asked as he walked further into the corridor with his roommate. Randy shook his head.

"Nah, I could go to the gym anytime. Today, I'm watching television with Dylan." Cody greeted Dylan with a warm smile when she came into view. His brows shot up once he realized what television show the couple was in the middle of watching.

"Charmed?" Cody asked in disbelief. Dylan had failed to explain the 'Cody' aspect of the Charmed life to Randy because she thought that Cody may want to do that on his own. Therefore, Randy was still under the impression that Cody hadn't a clue. Randy shrugged.

"It's not as lame as it looks." He said defensively.

"It's not lame at all." Dylan stressed. "These girls are totally kickass." Cody smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, I'll take your word for it. So, where's Kim?"

"Upstairs, I think." Dylan answered. Cody nodded and made his way up the stairs, leaving his roommate to cram in as much charmed knowledge as possible. He wasn't expecting to run into Jessica making her way out of the attic. His brows immediately furrowed. Cody was well aware of the antics Jessica got into during her last visit to the charmed manor and not only did he not approve of it on a professional level, but he disliked it completely on a personal level. After all, Cody watched the three of us grow up. As creepy as it sounds, he only has our best interests in mind and he doesn't ever want to see us get hurt.

"What are you doing here?" he asked Jessica with clear irritation in his voice. Jessica raised a brow to challenge him.

"I could ask you the same thing. I thought you've been exiled." She had a slight smile on her face. Cody smirked in response.

"Seems like Kimberly's going to give me a second chance." Jessica nodded.

"Don't blow it." The two were caught in a staring match, both refusing to back down when Jessica sighed and rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm not trying to steal your gig, Cody. The Charmed Ones are yours okay? I'm not trying to cross any boundaries." Jessica offered a reassuring smile and attempted to make her way to the staircase but she was stopped by Cody's firm grasp on her arm. She looked down at his hand and then met his eyes with a glare. "What's your problem?"

"You going to stand there and act like you don't know?"

"Know what?" Jessica hissed as she snatched her arm away from him.

"You know with Sharnel's power it's only a matter of time before she finds out, right?" Realization washed over the white lighter's face. "Did you actually think you could really keep sneaking around with him and not have it blow up in your face?" Jessica sneered at Cody.

"It's really none of your business."

"Sharnel is my charge. That makes it my business." Jessica was in disbelief. She scoffed and tried once again to escape, but Cody grabbed her once more. "Stay away from Sam Winchester." He said. Jessica glared at him when she saw Kimberly out of the corner of her eye. Kim was on her way up the stairs to her room and only caught the end of Cody's warning. Jessica simply looked at her and then back at Cody before orbing away. Cody spun around to find Kimberly behind him. He could feel his body go rigid with tension, hoping that she hadn't heard anything.

"Um, what was all that about?" she asked. Cody tried to smile but it came out tense.

"Nothing. You know, white lighter chit chat." Kimberly crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"I heard you Cody. I heard you tell Jessica to stay away from Sam so let's not beat around the bush. I'll ask again. What was all that about?" Cody looked into his girlfriend's eyes feeling defeated. He sighed and let his shoulders slouch.

"I can't tell you." He finally answered. Kimberly opened her mouth to object but Cody quickly continued. "It's against the rules. As your white lighter I can't intervene in your personal lives." Kimberly sighed.

"Okay, but as my boyfriend you should be able to be open with me. This is exactly why I didn't want to do the whole Piper/Leo bit. I don't want to be in a relationship where we have to keep secrets from each other."

"Neither do I."

"Then tell me what's going on because from what I heard, you may know something that needs to be known by others." Cody stared pleadingly into Kimberly's eyes, silently begging her to let it go, but she refused to relent.

"I can't." Cody finally responded with a heavy sigh. He turned to walk away when Kimberly stopped him.

"I thought we were starting over Cody." She said with an arched eyebrow while tapping her foot impatiently. Cody stopped but didn't turn to meet her eyes. Once again he had to make a choice that may push Kimberly further away.

"You need to talk to your sister right now." He said vaguely.

"Talk to her about what?" Cody turned and offered Kimberly an apologetic smile before vanishing into orbs.

"Hey." Dean said as he came running into the manor holding a bouquet of yellow roses. Randy smiled while Dylan gave him a more serious face.

"What's going on?" Dylan asked, gesturing towards the flowers with a tone that was meant to tell Dean to tread carefully. She knew that those roses were meant for Kimberly. After all, yellow roses are her favorite. Dean shrugged.

"Uh, just going to see Cassie." He stared at her pointedly.

"Mmhmm." Dylan murmured judgingly.

"Have you seen Kim? I want to ask her something."

"I'm sure you do." Dylan mumbled under her breath.

"Oh, she's upstairs with Cody, I think." Randy said, unknowingly tarnishing Dean's good spirits. Dean frowned deeply and walked into the kitchen. He put the roses into a vase with some water, set it in the hallway and walked out through the kitchen exit. Dylan thought she should check on him, but really, what could she say?

Kimberly knocked on my door nervously, not really sure yet what she was going to say.

"Come in." she heard through the door. She opened it and entered my room.

"Shar, I need to talk to you." I was in the middle of applying my ruby red lipstick, so I murmured a positive response instead. When I was done, I addressed her.

"Cool, because I need to talk to you too. First things first. How do I look?" I asked while giving a little twirl. I wore a loose fitting red dress that came in at the waist and trailed down to the ground. There was a tasteful split in the front and just enough cleavage to make the dress exciting.

"Red huh?" Kimberly asked. I smiled widely and nodded. "You look hot."

"Good. I want to look amazing for my date with Sam tonight." Kimberly furrowed her brows.

"Listen, about that… how are things going between you two?" I went back to getting ready, packing my purse with lipstick and other necessities.

"Great." I began. I made sure to run over and lock the door behind my sister. Taking her by the arm, I escorted her to my bed to have a seat. "Actually, I wasn't going to say anything just yet, but I'm bursting and you asked so…" I trailed off. Kimberly raised her brows in anticipation, urging me to continue. "Sam told me he loved me last night." Kim's jaw dropped just slightly. With what she overheard earlier, that was the last thing she expected.

"He what?"

"I know. It's crazy soon, but I don't care. I love him."

"Did you tell him that?"

"Of course I did. I realized it recently, but I wasn't going to say anything because I was afraid it was too fast and I'd scare him away, but then he said it and Kimberly, I am so happy. So amazingly happy." Kimberly smiled at me.

"I'm happy for you." She said reluctantly. I beamed at her.

"Thanks-"

"But… I do think you should be careful." My eyebrows came together in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Sam wasn't the boy next door, you know. You two don't share a typical love story. I just want you to be careful before you jump head first into this with him. I don't want you to get hurt." I smiled at Kimberly, taking comfort in the fact that she always has my back.

"Thanks Kim, but I trust Sam. He's given me no reason not to."

"I know, but with Jess back in the picture-"

"Actually, I trust her too. She's proven herself, don't you think? She saved your life and then helped save Dylan's."

"Yes, she did, but I-"

"Don't worry sis." I cut her off again. "I have everything under control. I promise I'll be cautious with my heart. Okay?" Kimberly sighed and nodded.

"Okay." I pulled her into a hug. "Since we're going down this road…" I trailed off. Kimberly pulled back to meet my eyes with curiosity. "I want you to take a moment to really think about your relationship… and who you really want to be with." Kimberly opened her mouth to object but I put up a hand to stop her. She pursed her lips, becoming more and more irritated with people cutting her off that day. "I just don't want you to wake up one day and realize you made a mistake. Playing the 'what if' game is anything but fun."

"Shar, what the hell are you talking about?" she asked in annoyance. I smiled apologetically at her.

"I think you know. Look, I'm not saying that Cody isn't the right guy for you and I'm not saying that he can't make you happy, but I think you should give all your options a thorough thinking over. Or better yet, listen to your heart." Kimberly sat speechless before me for a moment. She was just about to shake her head and tell me that I was crazy when Sam knocked on my door to get me for our date.

"Wow." He breathed. I smiled at him and greeted him with a gentle kiss.

"Just think it over." I said to Kimberly before taking Sam's arm and walking out of my room.

Sam pulled up in front of La Sirene, one of the best French restaurants upstate New York. Sam escorted me inside and I took a sigh of relief as I looked around because my dress was just fancy enough to belong.

"Hi, I have a reservation for 2 at 8 o'clock under Winchester." Sam spoke to the concierge. I looked up at him in shock hearing him use his real name.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester, welcome to La Sirene." The concierge spoke in a deep French accent. His words violently tore my gaze from Sam, catching my immediate attention. "Mrs. Winchester?" Sam simply smiled graciously at the concierge while I gawked at him like a dear in headlights. Even though it was totally inappropriate due to the fact that Sam and I have only been dating for a little over 3 months, my mind instantly jumped to the future where I met Sophia, our daughter, and my heart warmed.

"Right this way, s'il vous plaît." The two of us followed him to a very romantic table to the back, leaving me to wonder how Sam was paying for all of this, after all this is at least a 4 and a half star restaurant.

"Well, that wasn't awkward at all." I said sarcastically with a smile as the concierge retreated. Sam cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"What?"

"You know… Mrs. Winchester." I chuckled and felt a blush coming on. Sam joined me in a slight chuckle and shrugged.

"I didn't mind. I actually kind of liked it." My laugh suddenly got caught in the back of my throat replaced with high eyebrows and burning cheeks. Luckily for me, before I could even address his statement, the waitress came to take our drink orders. "White wine?" Sam asked completely unaffected by my tense reaction.

Kimberly paced back and forth in her room.

"What the hell does she mean think about all my options?" Kimberly muttered to herself. "What options? There's Cody and there's Cody. What the hell is she talking about?" Kimberly's little rant of panic was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door.

"Kim?" Dean asked as he stepped into her room. "Is everything okay?" Kimberly let out a small yelp when she realized who was at the door.

"Dean! Uh, um, yeah! Everything's fine." She answered dramatically. Dean raised a brow at her, unconvinced.

"Who were you talking to?"

"What? No one! I mean…" Kimberly let out a stressed sigh and hoped that a smile and a simple answer would make him disappear. "Me. I was talking to myself." Dean nodded slowly.

"Riiiiiiight. Well, you know, you live with four other people. I'm sure you could find someone else to talk to other than yourself, crazy." Dean said with a smirk on his face. Kimberly smiled and offered a small chuckle. "Anyway, Dylan asked me to let you know that dinner will be ready in 5 minutes. Kimberly smiled tightly at

Dean and nodded, accepting his information. Dean returned her nod and was nearly out the door when he decided to turn back."Kim?" Kimberly turned to meet his eyes once more. "Why have you been avoiding me?" Kimberly's eyes went wide and she scoffed.

"I… Dean, I'm not-" Dean raised a hand to silence her and stepped further into her room.

"You've been avoiding me. Ever since I told you how I felt." He spoke before she could deny it. Kimberly shook her head.

"No, that's not true. We just spent the last 48 hours together saving Dylan."

"Yeah, because your sister's life depended on it, but as soon as Dylan was safe, you went right back to treating me like I'm a pariah."

"That is not true!" Kimberly demanded. Dean couldn't help but smirk. As he looked into Kimberly's eyes he recognized something. Something he's seen multiple times in the mirror since he's met her. Longing and denial.

"Okay. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. I just want you to know that my feelings haven't changed. And they wont. I hope Cody knows how lucky he is, because you're one in a million Kimberly. I'd cherish you if I were him." Kimberly stood dumbfounded as Dean leaned in and placed a small kiss on her cheek, dangerously close to her lips. A shiver passed through her as she watched him walk through her door and jog down the steps.

"Other… options…" she whispered breathlessly.

Dinner was going perfectly well. We laughed, we flirted, and it was almost like we were a normal, seemingly wealthy, but normal couple. "So then why do I feel this way?" I asked myself.

Sam was like Sam 2.0; perfection, and yet Kimberly's tiny voice still sang in the back of my mind. "Be careful." I took a sip of my wine and analyzed Sam closely as he continued to talk about going back to school one day. I smiled here and there just to show that I hadn't disappeared, but I let him do all the talking until there was a comfortable moment of silence. I needed to ask him this question. I mean, Sam has always been amazing, but this all seemed too good to be true.

"Sam?" I called. He looked up from his dish and met my eyes. His blue orbs held happiness and I wanted to kick myself for placing a hiccup in our night, but I had to ask. "Is there something you're not telling me?" Sam froze only for a millisecond before furrowing his brows and cocking his head to the side.

"What do you mean?" I sighed, wishing he could just give me a 'yes' or a 'no'.

"Well, Sam don't get me wrong. I'm having a great time with you, but…" I trailed off with a huff. "This place is super expensive. You won't split the bill even though it's going to run you at least $200. You've been treating me like… like princess-"

"A queen." Sam corrected with a smile. I bit my bottom lip, feeling like an ungrateful idiot, but Kimberly's voice kept singing in the back of my mind, urging me to continue.

"Look, in my life, when things seem like it's too good to be true, it's because it always is." I spoke honestly. Sam offered an understanding look and took hold of my hand.

"Sharnel, I know that we haven't been together very long, but it's not like we just met. I've been your roommate for a little over 6 months and eventually, we fell in love." A warm smile came to my lips at his words. "Now, I'm not rich and I can't promise you a normal life, but what I can do is show you how much you mean to me. So yeah, this place is expensive but you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I want to make you one day say that I am the best thing that's ever happened to you. Because you deserve it."

I bit my lip to stop myself from tearing up. No one has ever said anything remotely as romantic as that to me. I knew at that moment that Kimberly was wrong. I didn't need to be careful. I needed to let go for once in my life and let Sam steer the ship. Sam leaned in and I met his lips happily, wanting to be as close to him as physically possible, but something came over me. I gasped and leaned back into my chair with my eyes shut tight. Sam came around the table and knelt down in front of me. "Baby, are you alright?" I met his eyes shakily. "Did you just have a-" I silenced him by placing my hand on his cheek and shaking my head.

"No. Sorry about that. Cold chill." Sam stared at me and I could see something in his eyes. Relief? "I have to go to the ladies room. "How about another glass before we go?" I suggested. Sam smiled and nodded.

"I'll order it for you." I smiled back and met Sam's lips once more before rushing to the bathroom.

The rest of the night went swimmingly well. We were both extremely happy to find that we were never called home for a 'family emergency'. Sam pulled up in front of the house and put the car in park.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked before I climbed out of the vehicle. "You've been a little quiet since we've left the restaurant." I shrugged, unaware of what he meant.

"I'm perfectly fine, babe. I promise." I said grasping his hand. "Must be the wine."

"Okay, well I'll go park in the garage. Why don't you go upstairs and get a little more comfortable?" Sam suggested with a seductive tone to his voice. I gave him a devilish smile.

"Don't take too long, or I'll have to start without you." I grabbed my purse and looked through my bag, double checking that I had everything.

"Wait. Where's my…" I trailed off as I continued to dig.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I think... I think I forgot my phone in the restaurant!" I groaned.

"Check in your purse again."

"It's not in there and… oh crap, I left it in the bathroom. I forgot it on the sink when I washed my hands!" I whined and roughly ran a hand through my hair. "Crap, now I'm going to have to drive all the way back to the restaurant." Sam shook his head.

"Go upstairs. I'll get it." I looked at him in shock.

"What? Sam, it's a thirty minute drive."

"Which is exactly why I'm not letting you go after all that wine. I'll get it. Just, don't fall asleep." I smiled in appreciation.

"I won't." I was about to climb out of the car when Sam grabbed my arm.

"I love you." He whispered in my ear. I froze for a moment before a happy smile spread across my face.

"I love you too." Sam kissed me with a fiery need.

"I'll be back in a flash." He spoke in a husky voice. I got out and went inside the house, rushing to my room. Leaning against the door, I dug my phone out of the strapless bra I was wearing and stared at it with a tear sliding down my face as I remembered the premonition that came to me when Sam kissed me in the restaurant.

"I'll always love you too." Sam spoke softly as he stared adoringly into Jessica's eyes. In response, Jessica stood on her tippy toes and pressed her lips against Sam. The kiss only lasted a second and then Jessica stepped back, putting space between them. Sam then closed the space and gave her another kiss, filled with passion and need. His hands tangled in her hair as she held on to his arms for balance.

"Sammy!" my voice called. Sam jumped back in fear of me catching them.

I could tell that it was from the past because of the clothes they were wearing. It was only 1 minute later that Sam kissed my lips and told me he loved me. I didn't know what to do or how to handle it, but what I did know is that there was going to be hell to pay.

So, there's obviously going to be trouble in paradise. What do you think will happen between Sharnel and Sam? And will Kimberly listen to Sharnel's advice and make a final decision? Until next time, Pheebz.