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Going to California

Title: Going to California
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam and Kate
Summery: Sam gets his own car? It’s the outcome of ‘Overcome’, part of “Ten Years Gone”.
Declaimers: Sam isn’t mine – he just babbles at me when he isn’t busy. Going to California is a led zeppelin song (and also what I privately call the episode ‘Scarecrow’ if they shoved any more references to the song in that episode it would have imploded)
Authors notes: Part of “Ten Years gone” this is the one that Sam has been hounding me about. Mind you in the end he wasn’t very articulate, now maybe I can go back to finish some of the other stories. Side note “Pilot” is a truck stop – they rent books on tape and have decent food and you can gas both sides of a truck in one. Park-n-Eat: well I’ve never been to one, but you see them on the roads. Motel Hell – well that is self explanatory (and it was the nickname of the dorm I lived in for 2 years)

I’ve never known California to be so cold. I’ve been back here for a week and this was my first night alone. I drove Kate back to the airport yesterday. She came out here with me to help set up my apartment, make sure I had food and curtains. The reaction of my family, when I decided to come back here was extraordinary. An apartment, paid for the year, and a car awaiting me at the airport. It may be a rusty old Nova, but the engine roared to life when I turned the key. A note on the dashboard said:


I’ve done some work on her and she should serve you well. She’s simple and I doubt she’ll have any problems you can’t fix. You owe Dean $500. The apartment is paid until June. Call me every week, so I know how you are doing. Knock ‘em dead.


“He’s proud of you,” Kate said snuggling into my arms.

“I suppose,” I said, but I think maybe she’s right.

The apartment was just two rooms, two ratty rooms, furnished. We spent the day getting things I would need; pots and pans, food, soap, things like that. Kate makes it seem like home, setting the few books I brought with me out on the shelf we had bought. The shelf I put together while Kate made supper. She set other things out as well, things I didn’t know she had brought, photos of the four of us, a picture of Dad with his arms around Dean and me. Lastly she put out a picture of the two of us, I’m holding her piggy back, her arms are around my neck and her chin is resting on the top of my head. I love that picture.

The sheets she brought from home are to big for the bed, but it doesn’t matter, she brought the comforter as well. We ended up making a little nest of sheets and blankets and it doesn’t matter that the bed is too small. No space that holds her could ever be too small. Some days I can’t believe how much I love her.

Now it matters that the bed is too small. Now the apartment is cold and smells funny. Now I can’t sleep. I’ve never been good at being alone. I don’t think anyone in my family is. I’m lonely. I role over on my back, toes barking against the foot board and I wonder if I should just take the thing down and put the mattress on the floor. It’s still dark, but it feels like dawn is coming; it should be full morning at home.

The phone rings. I pick up my cell and glance at the display, it says ‘Kate’

“Hey,” I answer. I thought I was wide-awake, but my voice is still thick with – well – sleep I guess.

“Did I wake you baby?”


“Can’t sleep?” Kate purrs at me.

“No. The bed’s too small and-”

“I miss you too, Sam.”

“I didn’t say that!” It’s true, but I didn’t say it.

“You didn’t have to,” she makes a small sound, one that reminds me of her smile, “I can feel it in you. First day of classes are you nervous?”

“I suppose I am. It’s been awhile, you know,” I wonder if that is why I can’t sleep.

“Well let me rub your shoulders, and maybe you can get some rest before you have to go to class.”

“You know you are a thousand miles away?”

“Well, we’ll see if we can make it work. You concentrate on me and I’ll concentrate on you. OK?”

“Fine,” it’s not that I think that she can rub my shoulders from home but I’d do anything to keep her on the phone for a little while longer.

“Well then, first I’ll kiss you on the back of the neck, just below the skull. You know where you get stiff when you’re all upset?”

I snort a little laugh.

“You aren’t concentrating.”

“I’m not concentrating ‘cause It’s silly.”

“You never thought it was silly when it was phone sex and you were sitting in a motel bathroom.”

“That is different,” mind you, back then I could convince myself I could feel her hands, her mouth on me.

“Is it darling? How much time do we have until you have to get up?”

I look at the clock: 4:30, “five hours.”

“Good. So you don’t want to pretend I’m giving you a backrub what do you want to talk about?”


“Well, that red heifer you like so much?”

“Fubar?” look, I didn’t name her.

“Yeah, her. She had her calf last night.”

“How did she do?”

“They both came through it like champs. A little girl-calf.”

“Can I name her?”

“If you want, he name has to start with an H. I’ll send you some pictures later and then you can pick a name for her.”

“I’d like that,” there’s a long pause, “I wish I was there. I wish you were here.”

“I know baby, but you have to be there. It’s just a year – not even and you’ll be home for good,” the unspoken ‘unless you decide to go to law school out there’ hangs in the air.

“Look, I’ll be home in June,” I’m not staying out here any longer than I have to.

“I’ll fly out and we can drive back together. I so much want to drive your new car,” she tells me about all the cool things we will see on the way back. I know we’ll mostly see Pilot, Park-n-eat, Waffle House and Motel Hell. It won’t matter, because we will be together. I let her talk; I just want to hear her voice. I don’t even notice as I slip off to sleep, but Kate’s ideas of adventure on the road fill my dreaming mind, just as they filled my waking one.

The alarm goes off at 9:30. My cell phone is still in my hand. It’s not still connected so I must have hung up at some point. I get ready for class, and head out to campus. It’s not hard finding my way around, I thought I would have forgotten more. The day isn’t exceptional. I feel old compared to most of my classmates. But I’m not planning on investing a lot of energy on a social life. I’m walking home from my third class when my cell rings. I don’t look I just answer.


“Did you get some sleep?” Kate asks.

“Yeah, I want out like a light while you were talking.”

“Should I be insulted?”

“I don’t think so. I think you should take it as a complement. I couldn’t sleep and then I could.”

“So I should look into one of those family’s talk free things for the cells?”

“We don’t have a plan like that?”

“I have no idea. I’ll check. What time do you need me to call, so you can get some sleep?”

“What time are you getting up?”

“I don’t know, half past four?”

“Well how ‘bout you call me when you get up?”

“Will that give you enough sleep?”

“It should be fine.”

“I’ll call you in the morning then? I sent you those pictures. Are you gonna be on line later?”

“Yes. Good. Yes.”

“Good, then I can distract you from your homework,” I can hear her smile across the miles.

“Not too much I hope.”

“Only as much as you want. Love you,” she says before hanging up.

Suddenly California isn’t so cold.


( 9 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 17th, 2006 03:33 pm (UTC)

I really like this Sam. I really like this series. John Winchester is still a bad man, but whatever. Yay story!
Apr. 17th, 2006 08:07 pm (UTC)
I don't think Jon is all that bad... concidering. He could have been alot worse.

I wanted soemthing happy between Sam and Kate - but got this instead...sigh*

This is what I was trying to post all day yeterday.
Apr. 18th, 2006 02:15 am (UTC)
aww, this is very cool :)

i'm really liking these fics!
Apr. 18th, 2006 11:12 am (UTC)
thanks! This is the one Sam's been on me about for all this time... mind you it hasn't shut him up. But having it done has quieted him down a little... I should sit down and post the ones that are compleated in the fic comunity I supose.
Apr. 18th, 2006 01:18 pm (UTC)
that'd be cool, go for it! :)
Apr. 18th, 2006 11:14 pm (UTC)
I'd have to figure out what ones are finsihed...LOL
Apr. 19th, 2006 01:10 am (UTC)
well, there is that...
Apr. 19th, 2006 11:09 am (UTC)
LOL this one is done. I'm sure on that. See there's one thing I sure of!
Apr. 19th, 2006 12:59 pm (UTC)
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