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Chapter 7
November 2nd (Palo Alto)
Sam's eyes flew open at the sound of someone at the door. He squinted over at his alarm clock wondering what could possibly be worth a visit at...It was only 9:30pm? That made sense, he had an important interview tomorrow that could really change his and Jessica's lives, he needed to be on his A game.
The sound of a fist banging at his door sounded off again. Sam rolled out of bed and forced himself to half walk half drag himself to answer, not bothering with any lights as he went. Nothing could have prepared the young man for who the persistent visitor had been.
"Heya Sammy."
"Dean?" With both his eyes and his voice still half asleep Sam furrowed his brow, "what the hell are you doing here?" He questioned, feeling his sight slowly coming back from the sleepy blur and his brain quickly start to wake along with it.
"It's good to see you too," Dean responded. The lack of excitement his brother had at seeing him wasn't a surprise, but it annoyed him none the less.
"Dean, what the hell are you doing here?" Sam pressed, trying to keep his voice down so he didn't wake Jessica.
"Well I was looking for a beer."
"You mean to tell me you drove all the way from home in Kansas to my place in California, just to get a beer? And you expect me to believe that?"
"No, I thought I'd swing by and see how my little bro was doing and get a beer," the older brother slapped his sibling on the back, causing Sam to have to readjust his feet so that he didn't fall over. there was a pause between the two before he continued. "Well it's a bit dark, but you look fine to me."
Sam wasn't sure if he was seeing things due to still not being fully functional, but he could have sworn Dean looked slightly peeved as he said it. The look made no sense. Why would he be irritated with Sam when he was the one that had woken him up by showing up unannounced?
"Swing by? Dean, you're four States over. What's going on really? Is mom alright?"
"Yeah, yeah Mom's doing good. She was out of State for a couple days so she's tired, but otherwise ok." Sam nodded trying not to show any signs of relief that his brother still seemed to know nothing about his wedding. In fact, in order for him to be standing at his door now, Dean had to have been on the road the entire day of the wedding and a couple before as well.
"And you?"
"And me?"
"You didn't drive all the way over here to give me some bad news did you?"
Before Dean could open his mouth to retort, the light flicked on and both brothers shielded their eyes. Sam was the first to bring his arm down, and he turned to face Jessica, who was standing curiously in the hall doorway.
"Everything ok Sam?" She asked looking from him to the slightly shorter man standing outside their door. Dean whistled and his eyes lit up as they fell on the beautiful blonde. The younger Winchester immediately spun around to give his older brother a warning glare, then turned back to her.
"Everything's fine Jess."
"Who's here?"
Sam was far from in the mood for this, all he wanted to do was take Jess and go back to bed.
"Sam's older more attractive brother," Dean answered with a cocky grin. The young woman's lips spread into a warm smile.
"Dean?"
"Ah, so you've heard of me? Nothing too bad I hope. But then it is Sammy so...," his brother retorted pushing his way passed him and into the apartment.
"Wait, Sammy?" Jessica laughed looking over at her husband. "He calls you Sammy? That's so adorable!" The older sibling chuckled himself, meeting Sam's furious gaze.
"It's Sam," he corrected him.
"Am I interrupting something?" Dean asked looking from his brother to the blonde who was standing in a pair of boxers and a shirt that didn't quite cover her midriff. The younger Winchester opened his mouth, but it was Jessica who spoke.
"Not at all. I'm Jessica, it's so nice to put a face to the name," she introduced.
"She's my girlfriend," Sam quickly added. Knowing the situation with his brother though not fully in agreement with his decisions about it, she didn't correct him.
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Oh sweetheart, the pleasure's all mine. I gotta tell you, you are way out of my brother's league."
Sam moved to stand next to Jess, putting his arm around her protectively.
"So, what brings you to California Dean?" She inquired ignoring his previous statement.
"Actually, think I can borrow your boy toy for an hour or two for some catch up?"
"I can't tonight, I've got an important interview tomorrow. Maybe next time call first," Sam replied sternly.
"If I'd had called, would you have picked up?" The lack of a response was all Dean needed.
"I think you could spare an hour or two." The voice hadn't belonged to the person Sam had expected to hear that from. He turned to look at his wife, his arm sliding from around her.
"What? No, Jess, it's fine."
"Go, spend time with your brother. Catch up will do you both good. Just, don't stay out too late. I'll see you when you get home." A playful smile lifted the corners of her lips. "Ok Sammy?" It took him awhile, but he finally sighed deeply and nodded in agreement.
"Just promise me that if you need me for any reason, you'll call me."
"What could possibly warrant me needing you at almost 10 O'clock at night? Just go already."
"Alright," Dean clapped his hands together and rubbed them enthusiastically, "that settles that. Let's get a move on, somewhere there's a beer calling my name."
"Let me go throw on some jeans." Sam gave his brother one last warning glare and then disappeared back to their room, leaving his wife alone with him. Dean brought his attention back to Jessica who crossed her arms.
"Don't worry, I promise to bring back lover boy in one piece."
"You better," she replied with a stern glare.
"So you and Sam huh?" Dean commented with a proud grin.
"Yep, me and Sam," she echoed.
"California's been treating my little brother well," he chuckled."How long have you two been, you know, bumping uglies?" The elder brother inquired. Before Jessica could respond, the younger man rejoined them now in a pair of jeans, tennis shoes, and a sweatshirt.
"Alright, I'll be back in a few. Love you." Sam kissed Jessica.
"I love you too baby. It was nice meeting you Dean. Please be careful and if you need to crash somewhere tonight, you're welcome to our couch. I would hate to have something bad happen to you." Dean eyed Jessica and his Tom cat grin reappeared.
"Thank you sweetheart, that's mighty kind of you."
"Dean, come on," Sam replied giving his brother a tug towards the door.
"Wait," Jessica called out, both men turned to face her. "At least tell me where you're going."
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Sam wasn't alone for long before two guard entered and approached him.
"What's going on? Did they find out who killed Jess?" Neither man said anything, they just handcuffed him, grabbed either arm, and escorted him out of the interrogation room and into an empty holding cell. Once inside, they removed the cuffs, closed and locked the door, and left the room. Sam stood with his fingers wrapped around the bars and his forehead resting on his arms peering out towards the door the men had left through.
He stood like that for what seemed like hours before retiring to the cold metal bench that was bolted into the wall, but despite him being tired and worn out mentally, physically, and emotionally, he couldn't fall asleep.
A/n: SparksFlyAngel: I'm so glad you liked last chapter. Yep, Meg has made an appearance now too. She'll be addressed later on as well. As for John, I'm glad you can wait, because it will be some chapters yet lol. Thank you so much for your review and your interest as well as for reading!
Guest: that Bobby does, I love him too. You are not wrong about Meg, she does spell trouble. Thank you so much for your review, reading, and your interest in this story.