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This is going to be a relatively short story. Just a few chapters. Hope you enjoy!

Sorry about the first posting with the weird formatting! And thanks for letting me know about it!

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Dean smiled to himself as he strolled through the bunker. Sam was resting his head on the desk surrounded by a pile of books. As Dean approached his brother he noticed a few other items on the desk. Empty bottles.

"Sammy?" Dean shook his brother's shoulders, "Sammy, wake up man."

"M'wake," Sam shrugged Deans hand off and sat up, maybe a little too fast, "Woah."

"You ok there bud?" Dean asked, not sure whether to laugh or check for emotional trauma. It had been a rough week with no new information turning up on how to get rid of the mark. Sam had taken it upon himself to read every scrap of paper in the bunker.

"My prom date was a demon," Sam slurred as he reached for an empty bottle.

Dean couldn't help but laugh a little at the left field comment.

"You think that's funny? Dean! I was so afraid that she was going to say no, and you know why she didn't? Because she was a demon. If she wasn't possessed she would have said no." Sam frowned as he tipped the bottle upside down and a single drop fell into his mouth.

"She never liked me. Unpossed, unpossessed I mean."

Dean watched as Sam turned every bottle upside down with the same disappointing conclusion. Empty.

"How do I make girls like me?" Sam asked. His face was earnest and his eyes searched Dean's face for an answer.

"Girls like you Sammy."

"No. They like you. They don't like me. I don't need a lot of girls to like me. Maybe just one nice girl. Who likes books, and…and sweaters."

"Sweaters?" Dean raised an eyebrow.

Sam simply shrugged.

"More?" Sam asked, picking up an empty bottle. His puppy dog eyes were in full effect.

"No more for you Sammy. Let's get you to bed." Dean pulled his brother up and grunted as Sam rested most of his weight on his shoulders. Together they staggered into Sam's room.

"G'night Dean." Sam shouted with a smile as he flopped down onto his bed.

"Night Sammy."

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Dean tapped gently on Sam's door. It was nearly nine and the bunker was too quiet.

"Sam? You alive?" Dean creaked the door open letting a ray of light into the pitch black rom.

"Eehhh!" Sam almost growled.

"Rise and Shine!" Dean flipped the light switch, "Breakfast's on the table, greasy eggs, some old sausages, and black coffee."

Sam rolled off of his bed and crawled into the dark bathroom.

Dean didn't have to move in any closer to know that his brother was puking his guts out.

"Doin' ok in there?"

"Go away!"

Dean threw his hands up in defense, "Ok sleeping beauty, don't forget to use mouthwash when you're done."

About ten minutes later Sam slunk into the kitchen. He was still in his pajamas and his hair was a mess.

"Is it safe to say good morning now?" Dean asked as he poured his brother a cup of coffee.

"Morning." Sam mumbled. He took a few slow sips. "What happened last night?"

"You tell me," Dean asked putting on a stern face, "I went for groceries and when I came back this place was a raging kegger."

Sam's eyes just about popped out of his head. Then his mind processed the logistics of that happening and he let out a small chuckle.

"Right," Sam smiled, "sorry about that."

Dean liked seeing that smile every now and then.

"Seriously though."

"Seriously?" Dean took a sip of his coffee, "Not too sure, you were doing some heavy research and I guess you got thirsty."

"And all I could find was beer and whiskey?"

"Apparently."

Sam nodded. He was starting to remember, it had been another long day of nothing. No clues, no answers, just nothing. He had been feeling pretty desperate.

"Alright, well I'm gonna hit the books. If I get thirsty again tonight, could you maybe get me a drink of water?"

"Shouldn't be too hard, I think you just about cleaned the whole liquor cabinet out," Dean smirked, "but hey, hit the shower instead."

Sam's face asked why.

"I gotta show you something I found a few towns over."

"Dean, I'm done working cases until we start making headway on the mark."

"It's not a case. Look just trust me, ok?"

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