DISCLAIMER: I still don't own anything. Credit for characters and Supernatural all go to Kripke.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry I've been neglecting you guys, been so friggin busy with work and all that I haven't really had time to just sit down and type but I'm trying bro's.


Chapter Seven

Both boys woke up early so they could pack everything up and hit the road. Dean figured it would be a two day drive to Bobby's and he was still thinking about weather or not it would be smart to tell Bobby everything, but Sam wanted to be 100% honest. They had decided to wait and see the cabins in person so told Bobby to hold off and that they would just get there earlier than the weekend.

"Are you sure we should tell Bobby about us?" Dean asked for the hundredth time. Sam rolled his eyes as he gave his big brother his best bitch face.

"Dean, he has always been supportive with everything we do. Remember that time I told you both I was gonna go off and be a priest? You laughed and Bobby just looked at me before he gave me every bible and book on god and all that, that he had. Or when you started hooking up with that striper, what was her name? Candice? We both hated it but Bobby just told you to be carefull. He is the most supportive person we know, hell he was pretty much our dad." Sam argued adamantly.

"All that is different though. What we're doing is not only illegal but also immoral to nearly the entire world Sammy. I don't want to doubt Bobby, but what if we tell him and he freaks? Then what are we gonna do? I can guarantee he would be pissed and probably tell dad, and then we would really have to run, from the two best hunters that we know. We can't live like that Sam. I won't, and I sure as shit won't let you have to worry about looking over your shoulder for the rest of our lives." Dean said seriously, trying to point out the possibilities to his baby brother.

"I trust him Dean." The younger boy stated calmly and Dean knew the conversation was over. Dean sighed quietly as he flicked on the radio and turned it up to fill the silence stretching between them.


The night fell quickly and Dean decided to drive through the night. Sometime between 11 P.M. and 1 A.M. Dean looked over at Sam and saw that he was asleep, curled up against the door with his feet up on the seat beside him. Dean smiled as Sam started mumbling nonsense in his sleep before he turned his focus back to twisting and turning road infront of him. Dean reached over and turned the volume down to a barely audible background noise, and let his mind wander. He thought of their dad and how easy it had been to convince him to let them go off on their own. 'Maybe we were more of a burden than I thought.' Dean shook his head and shifted his thoughts to Sam, how his little brother may be young but still tried to act twice his age. Dean worried that Sam might change his mind about being with him after a few months, maybe Sam wouldn't be able to fit in at the school he chose. A thousand thoughts raced through his head before it settled on the Bobby debate yet again. 'There's a high chance that Bobby freaks out and then we will be screwed. I can't protect him from both dad and Bobby, theres no way I can hide us from them for long. Plus, if Bobby does freak out it will break Sam's heart.' Dean was snapped out of his depressing thoughts by a groan from Sam.

"Stop thinking so much. You are just thinking up a bunch of negative consequences, stop. Your just freaking yourself out. As long as we're together, nothing else, including what other people think, matters. I love you Dean and I won't leave you." Sam said softly as he stretched out and then laid his head on Dean's thigh.

"Sorry. Can't help it. All I can think about is the "what if's" and I hate it." Dean told him truthfully and Sam could hear the tremble in his big brothers raspy voice.

Knowing there wasn't anything for atleast another 100 miles Sam looked around at the scenery flying past them. "Pull over. That field right there." Sam pointed out a empty field with only a big tree in the middle. Dean obeyed and slowed as he turned onto the soft, grass covered ground and drove to the middle and parked so they were hidden from anyone driving by, by the tree.

"Why are we stopping Sammy? I coulda drove at least another four or five hours." Dean's complaining was interupted by Sam claiming his lips. Sam grabbed both of his big brothers rough hands and began pulling them toward himself as he reached back and opened his door. Dean slowly and hesitantly allowed the younger to drag him out of his car and to the front hood. He looked at Sam curiously but the younger boy just smiled as he placed Dean's hands on his hips and wrapped his arms around the strong shoulders.

"You need to stop thinking and just relax. You don't have to hold everything on your shoulders by yourself anymore Dean, I'm here and you may think I can't handle it but I can. Let me take care of you for once?" Sam asked softly as he backed Dean till he was sitting on the hood of the Impala. Dean's curiousity got the better of him as he just nodded slightly and tightened his grip on Sam's hips. Sam smiled and leaned in and connected their lips again in a passion filled kiss that quickly stole their breath. Sam licked Dean's bottom lip before biting softly down on it causing Dean to gasp at his brothers forwardness but nonetheless, allowed Sammy to claim his mouth. As their tongues swirled together Sam made sure it was clear he was in charge right now as he moved even closer into the space between Dean's legs so there was no room between them, connecting them from mouth to thighs. Dean moaned lowly as Sam broke their kiss to slowly kiss down his throat with bites mixed in as he explored the taste of his brothers skin.

"Sammy. Holy shit, I didn't know you were so friggin... I can't think of the word right now shit." Dean said breathlessly as Sam gently moved Dean's shirt over his head and tossed it on the windshield and then dragged his nails down his chest causing Dean to moan loudly.

"Your still obviously thinking Dean." Sam growled lowly as he undid the button and zip of Dean's jeans and pulled Dean off the hood so he stood and watched as his dark jeans slowly slid down to reveal tanned, muscled legs and Dean's bare dick to Sam's eager and lust filled hazel eyes. "God I love that you go commando most of the time." Sam said as he dropped to his knees and began kissing Dean's thighs. Dean whimpered and thrust his hips trying to get Sam's mouth where he wanted it. Sam wanted to draw this experience out as long as he could but he just couldn't help himself when he had Dean so needy and desperate. Sam swallowed his big brother whole, deep into his throat and hummed around Dean's length causing the older man to buck and whine as he gripped tightly to Sam's hair.

"Fuckk." Dean drawled and continued to thrust into his baby brothers mouth uncaringly. Sam allowed Dean to use him and just relaxed his throat for him so he wouldn't choke. They both knew that it wouldn't last long but didn't care all that much. Sam let one of his hands travel up from Dean's thighs to his chest and pinched a pert nipple earning a loud moan from his brother, Sam could feel Dean's legs shaking under him and knew he was about to bust as Dean's moans only grew in volume before he choked back a scream and released. Dean looked down and watched as his baby boy swallowed every drop and then released him from his mouth.

"Better?" Sam asked laughingly with a smug smirk on his face.

"Shuddup." Dean slurred huskily as he pulled his brother to his feet and pulled up his pants.

"We can sleep here tonight. We'll leave at dawn." Sam told him with a no nonsense, commanding tone and Dean rolled his eyes.

"Who made you king?" He huffed, even as he opened the backseat door, climbed in and began to try to get comfy.

"Well since I just sucked your brain out through your dick, I think it would be wise if we slept." Sam said cockily with a raised eyebrow as he too climbed in and laid next to his brother. It was a tight fit but they had a method, Dean would sit against the door and stretch his legs towards the front while Sam would lay on Deans lap with his legs across the seat, it was comfy enough for them both.

"God I've created a monster." Dean said blushingly as he shifted so the door wasn't digging into his back.

"Shut up and go to sleep jerk." Sam said through a yawn.

"Bitch." Dean whispered as he listened to his baby brothers breathing even out in sleep and finally when he knew Sam was safe and asleep, he allowed himself to be claimed by rest and fell into a light slumber.


Sam woke slowly, the first thing he noticed was the birds singing and chirping cheerfully and the sun was shining through the foggy windows. He sat up slowly and looked over at Dean, who seemed to be having a bad dream as his face was scrunched up, his hands were clenched and he was mumbling something. Sam leaned closer so he could try to make it out,

"M'sorry Sammy. Shoulda protected you. Didn't keep my promise. Can't keep anything. Imma poison. Don't touch him. Don't. DON'T!" Dean's eyes sprang open and wrapped his hand around Sam's collar as he brought the other back to take a swing.

"DEAN! It's me Sam!" Sam shouted urgently. Dean blinked a few times as if to clear the dream from his eyes and finally looked at Sam, and then at his own hands as he let go and shrunk back from his younger brother.

"M'sorry. So sorry." Dean repeated and Sam leaned over and began running his hands through Dean's hair softly, trying to get him to calm down.

"Your ok now Dean. We both are. We're safe." Sam said as he kissed his brothers forhead and began gently rocking them as he waited for Dean's breathing to even and his body to stop shaking. As Dean looked up into Sam's eyes, he finally seemed to break out of the stupor and cleared his throat.

"Come on Sammy, we need to hit the road." Dean said shakily as he looked at his watch and saw it was after 11 A.M. They both silently exited the Impala and stretched before moving to the front seat and getting in. Both brothers took a deep breath before Dean raised his arm and started the Impala up and maneuvered his baby back out onto the road and took off. The silence stretched before Sam jerked forward and flipped the radio on letting the classic rock flow through the car.

'Stubborn jackass. Thinks if he just acts like it didn't happen, we won't talk about it. Well he's wrong, I'll wait till we get to Bobby's and then we can talk about everything.' Sam planned in his head as he looked out the passenger window at the scenery passing quickly by. Time seemed to pass just like the scenery and Sam found himself drifting off rather quickly. When he awoke the sky was dark and the clock read 3 A.M.

"Finally woke up, did ya? Friggin sleeping beauty for friggin 17 hours, while I slaved away at the wheel." Dean said sarcastically as he looked over and smirked at the younger boy. Sam rolled his eyes.

"Didn't know I was that tired. How far from Bobby's are we?" Sam asked as he stretched his arms over his head and popped his neck.

"I'd say about 12 hours but I'm tired as hell so I'll find someplace to crash and we can pick it up after I get some shut eye." Dean explained as he turned into a gas station and placed the nozzle into the gas and walked inside the store. Sam watched his brother walk through and grab a few items, of what looked to be junk food and he shook his head as he laughed at Dean's antics. As he watched his brother stroll out the door with his usual cocky strut and stop when a pretty girl asked if he was from around here, Sam clenched his jaw as he saw the girls eyes drift over Dean lustfully, but felt his restraint snap when he saw her touch his Dean on the shoulder and drag her hands down his arm as she laughed at some joke Dean had said. Sam exited the Impala and saw Dean look back toward him when he heard the car door slam. Sam walked over confidently, his eyes never leaving Dean's who had seemed to completely forget the girl who noticed this and cleared her throat to try and get his attention back. When Sam stopped infront of them she looked him up and down with a raised eyebrow before a snarl settled on her face.

"What do you want kid? Can't you see the adults are busy here?" She said rudely and Sam could see Dean about to say something before he saw the smirk on his younger brothers face grow.

"I'm here to get a clueless bimbo away from my boyfriend so we can leave this shitty ass town and fuck on a real bed." Sam said calmly with a deceivingly kind voice as he grabbed a shocked Dean's hand and began dragging him away. They both heard the woman grunt frustratingly before she huffed and they heard her heels click as she walked away.

"What the fuck was that?" Dean asked as he was sat down in the passenger seat roughly and Sam's hand reached into his pocket grabbing the keys before closing the door and walking around to the other side, removing the gas hose as he went. Dean watched the entire trek with confused eyes before he finally noticed he was on the wrong side of the car. "What the hell do you think your doing?" His voice raised an octave as he watched Sam.

"Driving. Your tired, I'm not. You said it was a 12 hour drive to Bobby's, there's nothing but backroads around here and empty highways so I will drive while you sleep." Sam explained as he sat down and started the Impala and pulled out onto the highway.

"What was that back there? And if you think I'm gonna sleep while you drive my baby, your friggin crazy." Dean said angrily still searching for answers. Sam sighed before he cast a quick look at his brother, seeing that he wasn't going to stop asking any time soon with the determined look in his eyes.

"She touched what's mine." Sam shrugged uncaringly. "Don't be so stupid Dean. I've been driving since I was six. Been driving the Impala since I was 13 when you finally let me drive her." He rolled his eyes as he explained slowly as if Dean was a child.

"People touch me all the time Sam, what are you gonna insult and be rude to them all too? You don't even have your license. Do you even know where your going?" Dean asked incredulously as he watched Sam sigh heavily.

"She wanted you Dean, she stared at you like you were a piece of meat ready for the taking. Had to show her your already taken. You don't have a real license either. Of course I know where I'm going I've watched you and dad drive to Bobby's a thousand times. I remember the way by heart." Sam's voice wasn't calm or steady anymore, instead it was full of irritation and frustration.

"So that gives you the right to be a jealous asshole? Not the point Sam! The Impala is my baby and the only real possession I have, she's like home to me." Dean sighed as he lowered his voice, "You know what? Fine, but if you get us lost or even hurt my baby Imma be pissed. To tired for this bullshit." Dean grumbled and Sam could see that his eyes were beginning to droop shut before Dean finally gave in and let his head lean against the cool glass window. Sam smiled at his brothers stubborness, it seems it was a family trait that was annoying as all hell. His smile dropped as he thought back over what the older boy said.

'What does he mean his only real possession? I wanna be his home from now on that is what I'll try to be and when we get our place that will be our place and Dean will have things that are just ours. God we're both so broken. Raised by hunters and an absent father on the road, jumping from place to place isn't any way to raise kids.' Sam looked at his sleeping brother again and could see the stress lines around his forehead and the wear and tear across his body hidden by the clothes he was wearing, it was all more than any 21 year old should have to carry and yet Dean did without complaint. Sam knew that he was a cause of most of it, and it nearly killed him when Dean admitted things like that. Sam felt his pocket vibrating and dug in his pocket for his phone, he flipped it open and held it to his ear,

"Hello?" He asked cautiously yet quietly.

"Sam, how's it going?" Bobby's voice asked and Sam smiled. Of course Bobby would call to check up with them. Impatient bastard.

"Dean's passed out, we're about 11 hours out. I can probably make it 9 though now that Dean isn't awake to tell me to actually follow the speed limit." Sam laughingly told him as he increased his speed slightly.

"He actually let you drive? Must'a been pretty tired for that to happen." Bobby laughed and Sam could hear the floorboards creak over the phone. Bobby was nervous about something.

"Didn't give him much of a choice. What's wrong Bobby?" Sam asked all playfullness gone from his voice replaced with alertness.

"Nothings wrong, what do you mean?" Bobby asked but Sam could hear the waver in his voice.

"Don't lie to me Bobby." Sam stated sternly and he heard Bobby sigh.

"Your dad called earlier." He told the youngest Winchester quietly.

"And? What did he want?" Sam held his breath as he awaited the answer.

"I think he's having second thoughts about letting you boys off on your own." Bobby said slowly and barely audible,like he hated saying it.

"What?" Sam's heart dropped to his stomache and his lungs seemed to forget how to work as he gasped for breath.

"Sam its alright. Just breathe boy." Bobby commanded urgently.

"Why would he do that? He already let us go Bobby, he can't just change his mind!" Sam said angrily and unknowingly sped up, pushing the limits of the Impala more than even Dean dared.

"Calm down kid. I convinced him to just let it play out. Now breathe." Bobby told him gently. Sam took a shaky breath in then released it and repeated the process a few times. "There ya go, better?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah. Sorry Bobby, I just don't think I can go back to how it was. I won't in fact, even if dad comes to collect us both, I won't let him." Sam stated strongly with an edge.

"What happened that has both of you knuckleheads running?" Bobby asked hesitantly.

"We'll explain it all when we get there Bobby. We just need you to be your normal understanding self when we do, ok?" Sam told him as he looked over at Dean still sleeping peacefully.

"I'll do my best." Bobby said roughly before he said goodbye and hungup. Sam pocketed his phone again and took a few more deep breaths before he finally let up on the gas and watched the speedometer's needle slowly drift from 110 to 90. As he let the purr of the engine and the expanse of road under her tires relax him he realized why Dean always loved driving it was like a safe haven from the outside world and the job and everything they had to deal with in their everyday lives. The sun began to rise and Dean was showing no signs of waking up anytime soon so Sam just relaxed back into the seat and let his mind clear of everything but the road infront of him.


Around seven hours later Dean stirred and awoke to the feeling of the Impala slowing down, he opened his eyes before quickly slamming them shut again at the bright light. Dean slowly opened one eye and looked at Sam. His baby brother had his right hand on the steering wheel and the other was laying on the door with his fingers outside of the car window and he seemed to be humming a tune which Dean belatedly realized was 'Nighttrain, by Guns & Roses.' He smiled at this and huffed a laugh, alerting Sam to his awakefullness.

"What are you laughing at?" Sam asked.

"The fact your singing a Guns & Roses song yet everytime I play their songs you always complain." Dean smirked as he watched his brother blush.

"I didn't even notice." Sam shrugged as he tried to focus all his attention on driving. Dean laughed again but let it go as he looked at their surroundings. Dean could see a few buildings and houses pass the window.

"Where we at?" He asked curiously.

"Just outside of Sioux Falls. Should be at Bobby's in 30 after we gas up." Sam told him as he pulled into a gas station and shut off the car before he got out. "I gotta take a leak, you want me to get you anything in the store?" Sam asked as he stretched his back and Dean watched distractedly as Sam's shirt rode up. Sam rolled his eyes with a smirk before he snapped his fingers to get his older brothers attention.

"Whaa? Oh umm. No I should be good." Dean said distantly and then watched Sam's ass as he walked in. Luckily there were no women to watch his brother but the cashier guy watched Sam a little to closely for Dean's comfort. Dean then flicked himself in the forehead, had he not got mad at Sam for doing the exact same jealousy crap less than 9 hours ago? 'Wait.. We're here early. Really early. That little shit sped in my baby! He could have gotten pulled over, or crashed.' Dean saw Sam in his peripheral vision and turned to glare at the younger boy but all thought process died when he saw what his brother was eating. There in his hands was a circular popsicle that Sammy was treating like a cock. He bobbed his head up and down and slurped as he walked back to the car and then looked up meeting Dean's eyes and he just smirked before he leaned on the car right next to Dean's door.

"Your doing that on purpose." Dean stated frustratedly. Sam just shrugged and released the popsicle from his mouth and offered Dean a taste. Dean just glared and watched as once again Sam shrugged before engulfing the icy treat in his mouth but slower this time causing Dean to growl. "I hate you. Get in or I'm going to drive." Dean demanded never looking away from the younger boys mouth. Sam just raised his eyebrow before pulling out the keys and raising them eye level to Dean and wiggleing them teasingly. Dean huffed as he crossed his arms and knelt back, dragging his eyes away from his brother and willing his erection away. Seeing that Dean wasn't going to play with him Sam smirked victoriously before he chewed the ice and threw away the stick as he walked around and got in. Dean gritted his teeth as he tried to think of gross things to calm his dick down but was having a hard time.

"Spoilsport." Sam said as he laughed at Dean glarring at him. He started and put the Impala into gear and let the tires spin a little to piss of Dean even more and then sped out of the lot and onto the road.

"You Son ovva Bitch!" Dean shouted as he grabbed onto the seat and held on. Sam laughed loudly. "Pull over! You can't drive no more. You don't treat Baby right." Dean told him as he petted the dashboard like that would make the Impala better.

"Shut up Jerk. Your being a baby." Sam said with a smug smirk before he evened out the speed and turned on the road that would get them to Bobby's fastest.

"You got us here in less than 9 hours! How friggin fast were you going?" Dean's voice was still a few octaves higher than normal and it made Sam's ears ring.

"Was going 90 most of the way, at one point I was going 110." Sam informed his brother and watched out of the corner of his eye as Dean clenched his jaw and growled lowly.

"Your abusing my baby you little punk." Dean said in a warning growl.

"Alright! Friggin baby, I'll slow down geez." Sam said exasperatedly as he let the needle drift down to a normal speed and looked at his brother to see if he had calmed down yet. Dean huffed as he straightened his clothes and looked back out the window while shaking his head.

The rest of the drive to Bobby's was silent and Sam knew Dean was still pissed but just punishing him with a childish silent treatment. When they could see the turn to the auto yard Dean sat up straighter and his whole body seemed to get tense the closer they got to the house, by the time Sam put it in park infront of the house porch Dean's knuckles were white and his entire body was shaking slightly he was so tense.

"Boys! Bout time!" Bobby called as he opened the front door and smiled at them.

"Hey Bobby." Sam smiled back as he opened his door and smacked Dean's arm. "C'mon Dean." He whispered to his brother who robotically moved to open his door and get out.

"Bobby." Dean said blankly with a slight nod.

"Ah. I see which one of you wants to explain everything and which doesn't." Bobby said good naturedly and both boys smiled shyly and Dean seemed to relax slightly as Bobby lead them inside. "Want something to drink? Tea, water, coffee?" Bobby asked politely as he lead them to the living room and sat them on the couch.

"A beer would be great right now." Dean mumbled without looking up from the floor. Bobby laughed and nodded.

"Water for me is fine." Sam added. Bobby walked to the kitchen before returning with their drinks and sitting down across from them, waiting patiently.

"So why don't you start at the beginning?" Bobby told them and Sam nodded.

"Just promise you won't get angry, or hate us?" Sam pleaded quietly. Bobby looked surprised.

"I promise." He said slowly. Sam nodded and reached over to place his hand on Dean's knee to make it stop bouncing.

"Me and Dean. Well we started something recently. Something illegal. Something people think as morally wrong." Sam explained, beating around the bush not know how to just say it.

"We're in a relationship. A sexual one." Dean stated blankly as he looked straight at Bobby, watching for any signs that he might be a threat to them.

"For some reason I'm not really surprised by that." Bobby said seemingly surprised with his own answer as he looked at both of them before he nodded and stood up and walked towards them, Dean stood up as he moved infront of Sam. "That. That might be one of the reasons. You boys love each other so much you would throw yourself infront of danger rather than have the other hurt. I have no doubt whatsoever, that you would EVER, hurt eachother purposfully. That's why you have my support." Bobby told them as he walked over and pulled them both into a tight hug. Sam could feel tears trailing down his cheeks and knew for a fact that Dean was crying too. Bobby released them and pretended he didn't see the wetness in either of their eyes. "I love you boys like your my own sons. You never have to hide anything from me, alright?" Bobby stated with a stern voice as he stared seriously at them both who nodded.

"Thanks Bobby." Dean said as he smiled.

"Told you he wouldn't get mad." Sam mumbled to his brother and they all laughed.

"Alright enough of this sappy crap. Down to business. I've called all the realtors for the cabins and informed them you boys were coming by tomorrow morning. There are 2 cabins not far from here, 3 apartments in town, and all of them are within 5 miles of a school. Dean you can start work next week and Sam you can work here to if you want or find a part time job in town." Bobby informed them happily and they both nodded. "For now though, why don't you boys head on up and get some sleep. Got a lot of stuff to do tomorrow." Bobby told them.

"Ya that sounds good. Thank you Bobby. Your helping us out a lot." Dean said emotionally as he hugged the old man again. Bobby laughed as he patted his back before pushing him towards the stairs.

"No trouble boys. Now go to bed ya idjits." Bobby shook his head while smiling as he headed toward the library.


Both boys went to the room they were given years ago. It was plain like all the rest with dark red colored walls and boring furniture, with a bathroom attached. Bobby had stopped by and told them to switch the two twin beds for one of the kings he had in the other rooms and they had gladly done it quickly and were now changing the sheets. Most of the guest rooms hadn't been touched in years and the dust was thick.

"Hey Dean?" Sam called from the bathroom. Dean looked up from the school transcripts Bobby had handed him, there were Sam's choices and then the old man had snuck a few college applications in there and Dean found himself actually considering them.

"Ya?" He called back. Water was heard running and he could hear Sam spit toothpaste out and then Sam was standing in the bathroom doorway in just his boxers, looking at him with questioning eyes. Dean forced his eyes to stay on his brothers face somehow.

"When I register at school can we have different last names?" Sam asked slowly, cautiously. Dean thought for a second before he patted the space beside him on the bed. Sam walked quickly before he practically flew onto the bed next to him. He rolled onto his side held up by his elbow.

"Do you not want to be Sam Winchester anymore?" Dean asked curiously.

"No! Thats not what I mean. I don't want people to see that we have the same name and know we're related. Like I could take Bobby's last name." Sam explained excitedly.

"Oh. Sam Singer? No that's weird. You could take mom's maiden name? Sam Campbell?" Dean told him hesitantly.

"Ya your right I should stay with Winchester." Sam told him laughingly. "Dad would be mad if we took moms name. Dean Singer? That doesn't sound so bad." Sam offered. Dean nodded as he thought about it and Sam was right it wasn't bad.

"Alright lets ask Bobby. BOBBY?" Dean told Sam before he shouted said mans name loudly. Sam covered his ears and glared at Dean before they both heard footsteps on the stairs.

"What do ya want ya idjits?" Bobby asked grumpily as he walked in with a hand over his eyes. Both boys laughed.

"We're decent Bobby." Sam said and Bobby let his hand drop as he just raised his eyebrow at them.

"We were wondering..." Dean started slowly.

"If Dean could take your last name?" Sam finished excitedly. Bobby looked at both of them surprised before he narrowed his eyes.

"Thats kinda creepy. But um. Why?" Bobby asked.

"Well I just don't want people figuring out we're related is all." Sam told him with a shrug.

"Ya, I guess that would be alright. I can make up a new set of ID's and all that for you boys too." Bobby told them and they all nodded happily. "Alright I'll do it in the morning now go to sleep." Bobby told them sternly as he shut the door and walked back downstairs.

"Goodnight!" They both yelled at the same time and heard Bobby grumble back and they laughed.

"Goodnight Dean, I love you." Sam said softly as he placed a chaste kiss to his brothers soft lips.

"G'night Sammy, love you too Baby boy." Dean nuzzled the back of Sam's neck as he pulled him closer to his chest and let himself drift off to sleep knowing they had a long day ahead of them.


AUTHOR'S NOTE2: So i'm gonna stop here for now but I've got the next chapter half written already because I had 3 hours of free time. But anywho, stay awesome dudes, love you guys!