AU Sam and Dean live together in a flat outside Stanford where Sam attends school.

Age swap! Dean is younger than Sam and Cas is a year older than Sam. So Dean is about 14.5, Sam is 18, and Cas is 19... Thanks! Oh yeah this is a multi-chapter fic because Dean's going to become legal before any feelings develop... Also, as much as I love Sabriel, i'm sticking with a Jess and Sam relationship and there's like alluding to Gabriel x Balthazar but it's totally something you can ignore... Thanks Lovis 3 1,281 words.

I hear Sam come in, but he is not alone. Which is unusual because he has never brought anyone home before. We came to Stanford in August and it was now December so I guess it should be time for Sam to have friends.

"Dean I brought home pizza!" Sam calls from the doorway as he and his guests enter our flat.

I'm sitting in my room folding the wash while watching Star Wars for the umpteenth time. "I wish you had called first! I made dinner, it's in the oven." I tell him as I exit my room.

He shrugs and puts the pizza on the table. "What did you make?" He asks trying to look into the oven.

"Lasagna." I answer hoping he'll introduce me to his companions rather than talk of the dinner that's obviously not going to be eaten tonight...

He turns his attention away from me to tell them to grab some chairs and pull up a spot at the table. I get the clue he's not going to introduce me.

"I'm Dean." I say extending a hand to the group.

"I'm Jess," a blonde girl shakes my hand then points to the others, "the one in the trench coat is Castiel, the short one is Gabriel, the one wearing overly tight jeans is Balthazar, and then there is Brady." She smiles warmly and joins her friends.

I nod, but I feel awkward hanging around so I go back to my room.

When the timer on the lasagna beeps I re-enter the kitchen to find it covered in papers, books, notes. I carefully tip-toe around it all to get to the oven. After setting the lasagna out to cool I grab a slice of pizza and a plate, and start heading back to my room.

"Dean I know how OCD you are about eating in your room so it's ok just shove some papers over and eat at the table." I stare at our table piled high of books upon books upon papers and wonder what I was supposed to push over without the whole pile falling off the table.

"Here." The guy named Castiel grabs a handful of papers and plops them on the floor next to him. I sit down and stare at everything.

"What are you guys doing?" I question when I finally can not stand the mess in my kitchen.

"Studying." Sam answers definitely.

"Mid-terms?"

"They're coming up. Right now we're mostly trying to sort out what notes we have, comparing them to books and one another's notes, and trying to get organized." The one named Castiel respond. I look at the mess; there was definitely no way Sam was going to get it all organized. Sam's not exactly a slob, he's just not as clean and organized about everything as I am.

"So you're all in pre-law, or?" I trail off.

"You're brother and Jess are in pre-law, but Castiel and Brady are in pre-med, Balthazar is in nursing, and I'm in theatre." The short one, Gabriel, tells me this time. I kind of wonder how they all met...

"We should take a break." Jess tells everyone as she stands up to stretch. They all listen to her, almost too gratefully. Sam hands one napkins and they all dive into the pizza I now feel bad about already having started.

"So if you're all in different majors, how did you all meet?" I could not resist my curiosity.

"Well I met your brother about two weeks into first term when I needed some notes for a class I had missed. I've known Brady since sixth grade so when he met Castiel the four of us sort of formed our own 'group.' Well Gabriel is Castiel's older brother who started hanging out with us, I still don't know why, but I'm not complaining. Gabriel met Balthazar at a bar one night and they've been together ever since." Jess tells the story over her pizza.

"Any particular reason you choose Sam to ask for? Not that it matters I was just curious..." I asks.

"I think because he always tries to sit as close to the front as possible, always seems to pay attention, and also because I see him a lot because he's in a lot of my classes." I nod in response.

The six of them start talking about something, I guess Sam gets tired of standing because he tries to put me on his lap, at this point we've run out of chairs. I finish my slice really quickly and put my plate in the dishwasher.

"Hey, Dean, did you build the new bookcases and desks I ordered." I'm not sure why he's asking. Its obvious I had since they were built and crowding up the living room. I nod my head anyways.

"Seriously? All by yourself?" He questions, surprise evident in his voice.

"Mostly. I built them on the floor and Zacharia helped me lift the bookcases in to place. Bobby lent me the tools to do so. As you can see I emptied the final boxes and organised our flat while I was at it."

"Dean our flat was already organised, you're like OCD, the place has to be perfect. You just organised in a different manner."

"Yeah all your college books and papers are on your bookshelf. On my bookshelf there are the 'pleasure' books and two baskets that Charlie gave me, one for assignments you give me and the other for turning them in when I'm done." Since we've moved to Stanford, Sam has been homeschooling me.

"Did you get any work done today?"

I roll my eyes at him. Of course I got work done today. "Yes. I woke up about nine and saw the boxes, set those up and organised the shelves. Then I did my school work. I put in a load of laundry before going down stairs to care for Krissy. Six o'clock came back up to put the laundry in the dryer, made dinner, started folding the wash, and at seven you enter the picture." I smile and Sam just shakes his head muttering an "arlighty then" or something.

There's a knock at the door and I run through the maze to answer it. "Charlie!" I greet her with glee and a hug. "Are Chuck and Kevin coming over too?"

"Yeah they texted me and said they'd be here soon." Charlie smiles and I let her in.

"Dean I asked because I wanted to see today's school work!" I hear Sam yell from the kitchen. I roll my eyes, had he not just heard me say a basket to turn work into? I pick up the basket and bring it to him. "Charlie and I will be in my room until Chuck and Kevin arrive." I tell Sam before retreating.

Charlie plays Return of the Jedi.

Fifteen minutes later, I still have not finished my movie, I hear a second knock on the door. I motion for Charlie to follow and we answer the door.

Chuck smiles and Kevin waves. "Hey." I say and I grab Sam's jacket. "Sam we're going to the park, ok?"

"Yeah that's fine I'll Zachariah know." He responds, though with the way he does, I'm not entirely sure he hears me.

When we get down stairs Zachariah, he's the bodyguard, stop me. "I haven't received permission from your brother to let you leave." He looks at me sternly before his phone rings.

"Hey Zachariah it's Sam, Dean can go out with his friends for a bit."

"Ok sure thing."

"Thank you."

Charlie, Chuck, Kevin, and I leave towards the park.

Well I guess I should go do my Theology project know...