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Chapter 14

The figure's lips parted into a smile, causing Sam to let out a breath.

"Jess?" She nodded. "Hey-hey baby. Oh God Jess, I miss you so much," he cried, throwing the covers back and getting to his feet. "I'm so, so so sorry that I didn't save you. That I wasn't-" his words got caught in his throat and he swallowed, trying to clear it. "I wasn't there to protect you. If I'd been home instead of out with Dean, none of this-" She glided closer to him, her lips falling to a frown as she shook her head. Tears poured from Sam's eyes as he stared at his late wife. "Jess...I-I don't know what to do without you," he sobbed. She reached a hand up and placed it on her husband's face, a small reassuring grin spreading across her lips. He closed his eyes. A chill was sent down his spine once again, but he ignored it. What he wouldn't give to be able to actually feel the gentle touch of her hand on his face again. Her arms around him, her lips on his. To hear her breathe, her voice, her laugh.

"What am I suppose to do Jess?"

The sound of the motel room door opening pulled Sam's attention away for the first time since she appeared.

"Hey, I just thought I should stop by and check in with you," Dean reported stepping into his brother's sight. He frowned slightly as he watched his sibling begin to turn circles as though he were looking for something.

"Jess?"

"Uh no, Dean," he corrected him.

"No, Jessica was here. She was right here. And then you came barging in and now..."

Dean looked around and then back at his brother. There were tear streaks still visible on his face and the bags under his sunken in eyes looked dark and heavy.

"Sammy," Dean started, slowly approaching him. "Jessica's not here. You must've been dreaming or-"

"Or what? Huh? Imagining it? Crazy? Tired? Drunk? Delusional?" Sam offered bitterly. "I know what I saw, Dean. It was her. I don't know how it's possible and I don't care."

"Ok, alright, just...calm down huh? You want something to eat? Maybe some water? You haven't had much of either today. That shit messes with you."

The twenty two year old ran a hand over his face and sniffed.

"What the hell do you want from me?" he snapped.

"For you to eat. For starters," the elder sibling answered.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? If I'm hungry I'll eat."

"Because if I leave you alone, you'll probably end up dead on the bathroom floor from alcohol poisoning or from starvation and dehydration or in pieces on some train track you stumbled onto or God knows what!" The elder brother yelled. Although it was clear by his expression he was angry, the unmistakable sound of fear leaked from his words and flashed in his eyes. "Hell, I wouldn't even be surprised if some maid found you hanging from the ceiling fan with your motel sheets or laying with your wrists slit in the bathtub." It was silent between the two. Sam's eyes had found a spot on the floor and stayed on it while Dean's burned into him. The elder of the two was the first to speak again. "So no, Sam, I won't leave you alone because despite what you think of me and despite the fact we don't really get along; I can't-I won't let that happen. And with the way you've been acting lately...I don't want to bury anymore family. I won't bury my little brother." His voice cracked at his last words and he quickly cleared his throat to regain full control over it once again. "So if you won't eat and you won't drink, at least get some sleep. And don't say you're not tired, cause I can tell you're exhausted."

Finally Sam's eyes moved up to his brother's.

"I can't," he responded with a shaky voice. Fresh tears building up again as he tried to push them back. "I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't breath. I need her, Dean."

Dean sighed and his expression grew sympathetic.

"I know, Sammy, I know. But at least try. I didn't know her, but I noticed two things about her. One, she was a knock out and two, she loved you. She wouldn't want you to do this to yourself. So if you won't do it for me or for Mom, do it for her."

Sam let out a sigh.

"I'll try."

Dean smiled at him. "Good. Then I'll leave you to get some rest. Tomorrow's the last night I paid for so we're going to have to come up with another plan, and I should probably call the guys and tell them I won't be able to make it in to work. You wouldn't happen to have any none douchey friends who would be willing to let us crash at their place, would you?"

Sam shook his head. "No. Well, at least not for more than a day or so. Most of my friends live in dorms."

"Speaking of, when are you going back to school? Aren't you only allowed to miss like a day or something? Can you reschedule that interview thing you had?"

Sam's face twitched slightly. "I don't think so."

"So what then?"

"So," he sighed, "I'll deal with that in the morning-er- later in the morning anyways."

Dean nodded. "Alright, we'll come up with a plan for that too. Get some sleep, call if you need anything. Or, here." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a key. "Room 123, should you decide you'd rather come and get me for any reason."

Sam accepted the key and placed it on the nightstand next to his own room key.

"Thanks."

"G'night Sammy."

"It's Sam," the younger man called out as his brother left his room. He took on last hopeful look around and let out a deep sigh to see if he could see his breath. When his results were nothing, he returned to his mattress, pulled on the covers, and laid there until finally his eyes felt heavy and he was no longer able to keep them open.

A/n: Guest: Sam does need his brother, and yes, right now with him still being so grieve stricken and desperate to find out what happened to Jess, it's making him easy to snap at Dean. Which can indeed get him in trouble. Yes, the fire would have certainly cremated her, you'll find out within a couple of chapters what's going on with Jess. I'm so glad that you look forward to this update and that you're excited. I'm excited that you're excited lol. Thank you so much! :-)

SparksFlyAngel: haha sorry, you still have to wait for that one. Yes the boys have some work to do. There's more Jess to come in the following stories. I'm so glad you like Wanda and Valerie. I Luke them too. They'll be calculated on, I have plans for at least Valerie. It's quite possible that she did see her husband and just thought it was a dream. Sort of like Sam. I'm so very happy that you like the story so much! I hope it continues to be good for you. I've got a lot coming up for the boys. Thank you so much! :-)