"A moment later he's gone, and she's left alone with her thoughts and the man whose son she once thought she was going to marry."
Oh, shit, Jess has a fake credit card and they're all sharing a room to save money. Shit's official now. Also, I like how you're keeping us up with how long Sam's been gone. I feel like I'm getting weathered down with them, like I can FEEL the months passing. This is so crazy that's he's been gone for this long though. I thought they'd find him in a month, tops.

"He'd carried Sam out of the house that night, and he hadn't stopped carrying him for eighteen years, hadn't stopped until Sam struggled out of his arms and pushed him away."
My fucking bleeding HEART, you're killing me.

Also wanted to say -you do a really good job of portraying John. I feel like we didnt't get enough insight into how he was in the show, but the dark aura and quiet observing fits him really well.

"She wants to believe that Dean can make everything right; but Dean isn't her brother, he's Sam's."
Exactly, man. You have so much patience while writing each chapter. Idk if that's a good way of describing it, but I mean most stories have boring chapters that'd make you want to skip ahead until you find Sam, you know? Each chapter here is so meaningful though, and Jess's interactions with John and Dean are so painfully perfect.

"He's stopped moving now, is standing still, or as still as she imagines he ever gets, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet. She thinks about Sam, about how Sam was the quiet centre of the whirlwind of her life, how he could sit concentrating for hours and never move a muscle. They're so different, these brothers."
They're so different, yet still so in synch :). And, God, I love how you portray Dean being vulnerable because everyone always portrays him as being macho and composed, which is accurate, but when shit starts happening to his brother, he gets a little crazy.

"She doesn't need fixing. She needs Sam."
She and Dean have so much in common, even if it's just because of Sam.

(God, he's chewing gum, Sam's been gone fifteen days and this guy's just standing there chewing gum).

This is so great. Isn't that what people who are grieving go through?

"She wonders why it is that Sam takes his coffee with pretty much every additive he can find, until sometimes it's hard to even tell it's coffee under all the foam and syrup; she wonders if Sam has anything in common with his family at all."

"(maybe oh God because they think she'll be attracted to him). If that is the plan, it's backfiring – she trusts him less every moment."
I love this because eeeeveryone's naturally attracted to Dean but it only seems more natural that Jess and Sam are only right for each other.

"But normal wasn't safe."

"You gave him up," she says. "He's not yours any more, he's mine. You never deserved him in the first place."
Fucking brilliant, wow. Jess is really right, even if she doesn't know the truth about Sam's past.

I can't wait to read the rest.

"Why would he look like people he doesn't seem to want, who don't seem to want him?"
"...Hoping that one day he would have the courage to just walk up to the door and knock (or maybe break in in the middle of the night, that would freak Sam the hell out."
"Sam was the only thing in her world, and he couldn't fault her for that."

Lovely story so far. I love how Dean's interactions with Jess are far from perfect too. It seems so much more realistic that way. I'm really curious to find out what happened to Sam.

Loved it, really intense atmosphere and very gripping interaction. Was that Gabriel, though?

Anyway, thank you for sharing this.

I nearly threw my Kindle into the wall that made me so happy.

Aaaaaaaaahhhhh I was thinking it could be an angel somehow bit I didn't know how and now I'm completely convinced it is Gabriel from the future possessing Dean or making himself look like Dean comimg back to the beginning to save his own skin (and stop the apocalypse bit that one is not as important).

Ohy God
Sam he's seeing what would've happened
along with what is
shit
Fuck.
gah

So um
you see that twisted piece of meat that look s like it's been stomped on repeatedly?
yeah that's my heart

Oh God.
So, so this is
this is like s1
but instead of Sam
Jessica.
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DAMN STRAIGHT GIRLIE.

I am excite.
This seems like a pretty awesome beginning of a fic.

This makes me so, so, SO happy. The ending is absolutely perfect; watching that blasted semi go by in my mind's eye is about the best ever. I'm SO glad that this story has a happy ending. I was worried for a long time that it was going to be tragic, that Sam wouldn't be able to stop what started it all, that Jess was still going to burn. I wish we got to know more about what happens afterwards- if Sam ever manages to slip fully back into this reality and shut out the other, if Jess stays with the Winchesters or if she and Sam try to have a "normal" life, but at the same time, the ending really is perfect.
These are some of my favorite bits from the last few chapters:

"They can't figure out what the thing was (demon, John says, like he doesn't hear any of their counter-arguments), and they can't figure out if it did anything to Sam. When she asks him about that night (because Dean refuses and John is never the best person to ask anyone anything), his answers are vague and contradictory." I love your characterization of John, and his never being the best person to ask anyone anything makes me chuckle. Very true.
"And OK, yeah, all he had to go on was Sam's freakish ramblings, and Sam was crazy, but Dean figured they were all pretty damn crazy by now, and he was totally planning on coming up with a way of justifying hugging Dad, except he didn't need to, because then Dad was hugging him, and Dean took a second to just feel how solid Dad was (he'll be OK he knows what he's doing he's Dad) and then it was gone, and Dad was hugging Jessica, who looked kinda like she'd been jumped by a bear and didn't know whether to fight or play dead for a second, and then hugged back. And yeah, OK, this was kind of surreal. "Take care," said Dad, letting go of Jessica and turning away. "I'll see you soon." He stopped halfway back to the truck, looked back, and Dean knew what was going to come out of his mouth before he even opened, could have freakin mouthed the words along with him. "Look out for Sammy," said Dad. "I will," said Dean." I was not at all expecting John to hug Jess, but she really is as close as anyone's ever gotten to being a Winchester without being one, and this scene is just one giant Crowning Moment of Heartwarming. (And looking like she'd been jumped by a bear, ha! Your skill with these comparisons is Rowling-esque.)
"And then Dean's moving, they're all moving, it's all a blur of heat and shadows and the baby crying against her shoulder and concentrating on not falling down the stairs and not breathing too deep, and there's a man now, too, Dean's growling something, but she ignores him, ignores them all, she's focussed on getting the baby out the door, because there's a life in her arms and twenty-three years ago this was Sam." You're writing's so poignant, the way you just say things, and this is one of those times where the reader just sort of gets smacked with it. "And twenty-three years ago this was Sam." *smack* :O
"But what if isn't her territory, she doesn't see the what if, not the way Sam does, and she takes a moment to close her eyes and be grateful, because if second-guessing is this terrifying then how much worse must second-knowing be?" Second-knowing. Your words! They are awesome!

And now I continue the hunt for more of your incredible stories! :D