For the Love of Murder

Pt. 2

       A/n: There is some bad language. Things are starting to move along. Enjoy!!

       Fridays date night was amazing. Sam decided to take you to a movie in the park. He had set up a great little spot perfect for the occasion. He laid a blanket out on the grass a perfect distance from the wall the movie was being projected on, and got a few pillows to help make the hard grown more comfortable. They were playing Charlie Chaplin movies, and they were perfect for your evening, especially because they made Sam laugh. His laugh made you loose all sense of reality, all you knew was his laugh. He laughed with his whole body, his large frame shaking with joy. When he laughed he also smiled. His smile was so bright and only added to the magnificent man next to you.

       Sam was still a little hesitant when it came to hugging or kissing you. You decided to ask him why when you had first met up. He smiled at you and explained that he didn't want to scare you off by being to close so early in the relationship. He didn't want to make you feel obligated to do couple things, he wanted you to feel comfortable. It melted your heart, he was to good for you that was for sure, but you adored every minute you got to spend with him. You told him that you were okay with being close to him as long as he was comfortable. You didn't want to push him to much.

        After the movie you took Sam to your favorite coffee shop and deli. It was a small and homey, and they had some of the best coffee you had ever had. You both ordered a sandwich and something warm to drink. You paid for your small meal before Sam could even reach for his wallet. He tried to convince you to let him pay, but you being as stubborn as you are didn't budge an inch. "You paid last time Sam, its only fair I pay this time." You smiled sweetly at him. He obviously didn't like it, but knew just from the look in your eyes that trying to argue with you was pointless.

      After you two finished eating Sam walked you back to your apartment. Like last time you held hands on the way there and talked all the way. The only difference was this time he garbed your hand to hold. You were pretty sure you had the biggest grin on your face when he did that. When you got to your apartment you two made plans to meet up again on Saturday. Before he left Sam gently lifted your face so you would look him in the eyes. This time you were the one that was blushing when his soft lips gently brushed your cheek. Sam smirked at you, bid you goodnight then he turned and left. You stood there for what felt like forever smiling so big that your cheeks hurt.

      When you were finally in your apartment you called Sara. After three rings she picked up. "Hello dear. I assume you are calling to tell me that you love me and that I am the greatest best friend in the world."

      You smiled at her greeting. "Hello oh great and wonderful Sara. As usually you are correct, I am calling to express my love for you." You said as sarcastically as you possibly could. Both off you broke out in giggles.

     When she had recovered she began her interrogation. "So how was the date? How was Sam? Where did he take you? He was good to you right? Of cores he was Sam Winchester is to good to treat you bad. Did you two kiss?" She asked rapidly, dying to know how your evening with Sam was.

     "The date was amazing! he took me to a Charlie Chaplin movie night at the park. It was romantic, but not over done, it was just.... perfect. Sam is such a gentleman, he almost argued with me over who paid for dinner, but I'm pretty sure he figured out how pointless that would have been. He is such an amazing person. He's kind, considerate, funny, and brave. Where has he been all my life. Is it to soon to say that I think I love him?" You gushed at your friend.

      "Oh you two are going to be so cute together. You sound like a love struck puppy Y/n!" You could practically hear the smirk in her voice. "But you didn't answer one of my questions. Did. He. Kiss. You?"