Yall the show I was a part of went into production and finally closed which means I have time again to write!

I guess FF finally fixed their notifications while I was away so yay!

On with the show!

"Hang on with me one more minute, honey."

The bathroom door is kicked in. The scream that Jess makes is a scream no human should ever hear.

She's just barely able to slip out past him under his six-foot frame. He whips around to grab at her waist, causing Jess to stumble and fall. She begins to crawl away across the bedroom floor. He leaps on top of her, flipping her over aggressively. Jess started to fight back but he had her pinned within seconds. Using his body weight against hers, he reaches into his back pocket to pull a knife.

It's Brady.

The rush of panic Sam felt when he opened his eyes. It had been weeks since he had had this nightmare. He thought it had passed.

No, no, no I can't do this today.

"Sam!" he heard his mom call down the hallway. "Are you awake? I need my shopping assistant!"

Sam let out a nervous laugh as he rubbed at his face; the nightmare slowly disappearing from his memory, but the panic still residing.

"Sammy?" Mary called again, unlatching his door and cracking it open. "Are you up?"

"I'll be down in a minute," he mumbled attempting to play it cool and downplay his distress.

"Okay, I'll be ready when you are," Mary said with a smile, latching the door behind her as she left.

Let's get this over with.

Dean was team burgers and beer for dinner. Sam lazily pushed the cart while his mom casually shopped, tossing various burger toppings and ingredients into the cart.

"I miss this," she said, grabbing a couple of tomatoes and placing them in a plastic bag.

"Grocery shopping?"

Mary laughed. "No, doing things with you!" She put the bag of tomatoes in the cart. "When you were little, you always wanted to tag along whenever I had to run errands."

Sam snorted. "I literally went grocery shopping with you last time!" Last time meaning two months ago, but who's counting?

Mary smiled sweetly at him. "Do you think we should do bacon cheeseburgers?"

Everyone came over to the house around six. Dean and Lisa were in the kitchen helping John and Mary while Ben and Sam sat on the couch watching reruns of a show Ben likes.

"So what is this?" Sam asked.

"The Suite Life of Zack and Cody."

"And what is it about?"

Ben shifted into serious mode. "It's about these two brothers named Zack and Cody and they're twins and they live at the Tipton Hotel and they're friends with everyone who works there."

Sam watched in amusement as one of the boys tried to convince the other to pretend to be a girl and participate in a beauty pageant. "Why do they live at a hotel?"

"Because their mom works there as a singer."

"Huh."

"It's pretty good."

"If you say so."

There was a knock on the door. Sam got up from the couch to answer it, confused about who else would be coming. On the other side stood Jo and Ellen, holding a bottle of tequila.

"Hey, Sam!" Ellen greeted. "This where the party's at?"

Sam laughed nervously. "Yeah, did my mom invite you for dinner?"

"She sure did!" Ellen said, stepping inside the door and holding up the bottle of tequila. "She asked me to bring the good stuff from the bar."

"Mom! Ellen and Jo are here!" Sam called over his shoulder towards the kitchen.

Mary came running into the living room, wiping her hands on her apron. "Come on in! John just fired up the grill."

The women disappeared into the kitchen, chatting amongst themselves, leaving Sam and Jo alone in the doorway.

"I didn't know you were coming tonight," Sam admitted sheepishly.

Jo scoffed. "Believe me, I didn't want to."

"Look," Sam said quietly, "I don't want to ruin this for Dean so can we just play nice for one night?"

Jo took a deep breath and nodded. "Fine. For Dean."

"Hey! I'm Lisa," the brunette said, holding her hand out to Jo. Jo didn't take it. Lisa played it off by pointing to the couch. "That's our son, Ben. Benjamin, come say hi please."

Ben began to protest, not wanting to stop watching his show. "But-"

Lisa wasn't having any of it. "Now, Benjamin Winchester."

Ben turned off the television, dragging his feet over to Sam and Jo. "Hi."

Sam snorted at the look of disgust on Jo's face. She never was a fan of kids. "Hi."

"Go help your dad," Lisa told Ben, turned him around and giving a gentle shove towards the kitchen. She turned back to Jo. "Can I get you a drink? The boys have beer but Mary said she has other stuff."

Sam physically felt his heart drop to his stomach. Lisa didn't know so it's not her fault. How could his mom think this would be okay? To invite Jo to a party where there was alcohol all over the place? Sure, John was also sober, but he's proved he could control himself since his diagnosis. Jo's been in and out of rehab since high school and-

"Actually, I don't drink."

The breath of relief that came out of Sam.

Lisa looked stunned but not surprised. "Oh. Well, John and Ben are drinking sodas. Could I get you one of those?"

"Coke could be great," Jo said with a fake smile. Lisa smiled back and exited for the kitchen. Jo's expression changed once she had left the room. "God, Sam, my family owns a bar. I can control myself, you know."

"I-I didn't even s-say anything."

"Tell that to your face."

Sam watched as Jo walked through the house to the backyard, continuing to fake being nice to his family.

A knot started to grow in his stomach and make his way up his throat. He swallowed it back down.

Just gotta get through the night. Just focus on the party. In a few hours, everyone will go home and you won't have to worry about this for another year.

Dean sat in one of the patio chairs in the backyard, casually sipping on another beer. Lisa came over to join him, sitting on his lap. "Are you having a good birthday?" she asked with a sultry tone.

Dean moaned quietly. "Best one yet."

Lisa teased him with a kiss. "Wait til you see the gift I got for you back at the apartment," she whispered.

Dean smirked. "You realize my entire family is inside right? Imagine my parents bringing out candles and singing and we're making out on the chair."

Lisa smirked back. "Oh relax. I only wanted to tease you. I'm sure your parents put two and two together when we asked them to watch Ben tonight anyway."

Dean put his arm around Lisa as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Thanks for helping my mom put this together tonight."

"I'm glad everyone's having a good time. It was nice to meet Ellen and Jo, even if I think she has issues." Dean snorted, taking another sip of beer. "Who are they again?"

"They live across the street. Sam and Jo used to be best friends growing up."

Lisa's head popped up. "Used to?"

"Remember when I told you there was a girl Sam had a crush on? That's her."

"Well, she is cute. Did they ever date?"

"No. Her dad died right before they started high school. She didn't take it well. Started sneaking alcohol and god knows what else. Sam tried to be her friend but it was too hard for him to see her like that, you know? Jo finished high school by the skin of her teeth and Sam graduated with honors and his scholarship. They got into a big blowout fight one night and that was the end of that."

"That's horrible."

"Yeah, well..." Dean trailed off before finishing the rest of his beer. He noticed Lisa had a strange look on her face. "What?"

Lisa shrugged and looked away from him. "Just realizing how little of a relationship we actually had in high school. I mean, I had no idea Sam and Jo were friends. And I've spent more time at your parents' house this week than I ever did during our senior year."

Dean sighed. "Come on, Lis, you know how much of an asshole I was. I'm not that type of guy anymore."

Lisa ran her finger across his chest. "I know. Just makes me wonder sometimes."

Dean took her hand in his. "You don't have to wonder anymore. We're gonna get our own place and you and Ben are officially moving in and I could not be more happy." He took a look around the backyard, noticing that they were still the only two outside. "Speaking of, where the hell is everyone? Shouldn't we be eating cake right now?"

Suddenly, Ben threw open the sliding door to the backyard and ran over to his parents. "Dad! Uncle Sam is crying again."

"What?" Dean asked. Lisa quickly stood up so Dean could go inside and see. He ran past Ellen and Jo in the kitchen and up the stairs to Sam's room, finding him and their parents. "What happened now?"

John came out to the hallway to meet him. "Apparently, today is also Jess' birthday," John said to his son quietly.

That did it. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Dean shoved past his dad into Sam's room. "One day! I can't have one fucking day!"

"Dean." Mary warned. But Dean was too amped up.

"Sam, I am sorry that your girlfriend died, but ever since you came home, the rest of us can't go two seconds without things turning into The Sam Show! And I can't take it anymore!"

"Dean!" John bellowed. "That is enough!"

Dean began to pace between the bedroom and the hallway. "You know what, go fuck yourself Sam. Take your meds and get over it."

John grabbed Dean's arm, yanking him down the hallway. "Get out of my house."

"Gladly!"

Dean snatched his arm free, turned around sharply, and walked back down the stairs.

(1) Missed call from Sam

(1) Message from Sam

(2) Messages from Sam

(2) Missed calls from Sam

(3) Messages from Sam

(3) Missed calls from Sam

(4) Messages from Sam

Dean finally shut his phone off.

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