This is a continuation of my Sam and Madison series – Love in the Time of Werewolves and Demons. If you have not read the first three stories yet, I suggest you do that before you read this.

Disclaimer: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester and Madison belong to the wonderful Eric Kripke and the CW. The rest are figments of my imagination.

There's a somebody I'm longing to see,
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me.
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood.
I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me.

Sam had just spent an amazing day with Madison, a girl he had only just met, but had already formed a connection with. Now here she was standing in front of him, a gun in her hand. Why thought Sam, why do I have to lose people I cared about? My mom and Jess are gone. I just lost Dad. Why Madison? She's a good person. Why does she have to die to be saved? Sam stared deep into Madison's eyes. Did she really have to die?

"I'm asking you to save me," said Madison with tears in her eyes.

"I'll stay," offered Sam.

"What?" asked Madison and Dean at the same time, both not understanding what Sam meant.

"I'll stay with you Madison when you change. I'll keep you safe. I'll keep you from killing anybody," said Sam.

Madison couldn't believe what she had just heard. Was Sam really offering to stay with her?

Dean couldn't believe what he just heard either.

"Sam! Kitchen! Now!" barked Dean.

Sam followed Dean into the kitchen.

"Sam what the hell are you doing?" asked Dean.

"Dean…" said Sam before he was cut off.

"Sam I can't believing you're even thinking that," said Dean.

"Dean, I can't kill Madison and I won't let you kill her either. I can save her. If I stay with her each month during the full moon I can keep her safe. If I keep her locked up, I can keep her from killing anybody," said Sam, his eyes pleading with Dean to understand.

"So Sam, what are you going to do? Come here each month just before the full moon and lock Madison up," said Dean answering his own question.

"Yes. Dean, we can still hunt. It's just a few days out of the month. Please Dean, this just feels like the right thing to do," pleaded Sam.

Madison stood in her living room waiting for Sam and Dean to return. She was in a state of shock. Only just a few moments ago she was begging Sam to kill her. She didn't really want to die, but had seen no alternative. That was until Sam had made is offer. Was he for real? She was afraid to get her hopes up. These past couple of days had been the best and worst days of her life. She had met an amazing man, one she knew she could fall in love with and she had just found out that she was a werewolf. She had actually killed people. Human beings. That thought made her sick to her stomach. She knew that would take her a while to get over that, if she got the chance to get over it.

Dean wasn't so sure of Sam's decision. It was crazy wasn't it? What if it didn't work? What if Sam got hurt? With so many questions flying around in his head, Dean was actually surprised to find himself agreeing with Sam.

"Okay," said Dean.

"You're really okay with it?" asked Sam.

"I don't know Sam. I can't say I'm not worried, but I don't like the idea of killing Madison if we don't have to. If it doesn't work Sam you know what will have to happen," said Dean.

"It will work," said a determined Sam.

Sam and Dean left the kitchen to go give Madison the good news.

"Sam, I can't ask you to do that," said Madison.

"You're not asking, I'm offering. I want to do this," said Sam.

Relief spread through Madison as she realized that she wasn't going to die. She threw her arms around Sam and hugged him as tears ran down her face. He held her tight.

Dean still wasn't sure how this would work out, but he would do anything to make his brother happy.


I must be crazy to go along with this thought Dean as he strolled down the aisle at the hardware store. One glance at Sam and he remembered why. Sam looked the happiest he had seen him in a long while. The past couple of years had been hell on his little brother with losing Jess and their dad. If anyone deserved to be happy it was Sam and Dean would do anything to make him happy.

"Okay, I just put in the order for the soundproofing material. It will be delivered this afternoon. Now we just have find a place that sells shackles," said Sam.

"I know a place we can try," said Madison.

"You know a place that sells shackles?" asked Dean.

"Last year I was in charge of decorations for the office Halloween party," replied Madison. "I know a place that sells medieval replicas. They should have shackles there."


Back at Madison's apartment, Dean stood in front of the closet surveying his handiwork. He had just installed a heavy-duty lock on the door. If for some reason Madison, in werewolf form, were able to get out the shackles, the lock would offer extra protection against escape.

"You know if I ever give up hunting, I'd make a good locksmith," joked Dean. "Madison where did you get this great tool set from."

"Christmas gift from my dad last year," replied Madison. "He said if I was going to live alone I need to be able to take care of myself."

When Madison had handed Sam a gun and asked him to kill her, she hadn't even thought of her parents. Now she was hit with the realization of what they would have gone through if she had died.

"Why don't I give you guys something drink?" Not bothering to wait for a response, Madison quickly fled to the kitchen.


Sensing that something was bothering Madison, Sam went to go check on her when she hadn't returned after several minutes. He found her standing in the kitchen staring into space.

"Hey Maddy," said Sam. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Sam," replied Madison.

Sam studied her face for a moment. He could see unshed tears in the corners of her eyes. She was definitely far from fine, but Sam misinterpreted her tears.

"I know you must be scared, but it's going to work out," said Sam.

Sam's concerned touched Madison. He was the first guy that she felt she could open up to and not fear ridicule.

"It's not that Sam. I mean yes I'm scared, but that's not what's bothering me."

"Well if you want to talk, I'll listen."

"My parents." Madison said it so softly Sam almost didn't hear her.

"Your parents?"

"I wasn't thinking about my parents yesterday when I handed you the gun. They would have been devastated. It didn't even occur to me to call them and tell them how much I love them. What kind of daughter am I?"

"Maddy, you just found out you're a werewolf. You had a lot on your mind."

"I know, but I'm their only child. I should have thought about them."

"Are you going to tell your parents that you're a werewolf?"

"No, I can't tell them. They wouldn't be able to handle it. Especially my mom, if she knew I wanted to die. That would crush her." Madison took a deep breath. "Gosh, I'm sorry Sam. I should have rambled on like that. Now I believe I promised you and Dean something to drink. How does homemade lemonade sound?"

"It sounds great," said Sam. "Madison I'm a good listener so anytime you need to talk just call me."

"Thanks Sam," replied Madison.


"Madison, I think this is the best lemonade I have ever tasted," said Dean as he poured himself a second glass.

"Thanks. It's my grandmother's recipe," replied Madison.

When they finished with the closet, it was time for the Winchesters to hit the road. Dean had a lead on a haunted movie soundstage and wanted to head down to Hollywood as soon as possible. After saying goodbye, Dean headed out, to the Impala, giving his brother and Madison a moment alone.

"Madison, here's my cell phone number and my email address. I meant what I said. Anytime you want to talk just call me." Sam couldn't help, but feel a little saddened that it would be a whole month until he saw her again.

"Thank you for everything," said Madison as she hugged Sam.

After receiving a kiss on the cheek, Sam left. Madison went to the window and watched him get into the Impala. Watching it drive off, she wondered what the future had in store for her.

More to Come

Lyrics: Someone to Watch Over Me by George Gershwin

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