Chapter 8:

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AN: I'm so sorry, I feel horrible that it's been so long since the last update. I haven't been able to write a word in 3 months and then yesterday I wrote two chapters in one day….Hopefully it lasts!

Dean walked in the door of their small rental apartment and Lily came running to him and hid behind his legs. From the front door he could hear Sam grunting in his and Lilys bedroom before a tennis shoe thrown from the bedroom into the hallway landing a few feet from Dean. 'What the hell?' he thought. Lily pulled on his jeans and Dean turned to face her.

"What's goin on in there?" He said picking her up and placing him on his hip. Lily's eyes went wide and she glanced towards the door to the bedroom.

"Daddy's crazy." She said making a circle with her index finger near her ear. Dean tossed his keys on the table and walked towards the bedroom. He had to duck as a pair of jeans went flying towards the door and nearly nailed him in the face. He looked at Lily and raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you stay out here?" She shrugged and he put her down and went towards the TV.

Carefully Dean leaned into the door to see Sam tearing through a large suitcase, throwing its contents in every direction. The room was a disaster. Cloths were everywhere, a pair of boxers was hanging from the lamp, even Lily's stuff was tossed carelessly on the floor.

Dean tried getting his little brothers attention by calling his name. After 3 tries he grabbed Sams shoulder and Sam jumped to attention, panting from exertion.

"Shit Dean! You scared the crap out of me! What the hell?" Sam ripped away from his big brother and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Funny, I was thinking the same thing. What are you doing in here?" He said picking up a tiny discarded dress out of the mess and throwing it towards his little brother.

"Unpacking. What does it look like?" Sam rolled his eyes and picked up the duffel from the floor and set it on his departed place on the bed to finish 'unpacking'.

"Ok, let's forget about the mess you just made for a second and get straight to the point. Why exactly are you unpacking?" Dean shrugged out of his leather coat and dropped it next to his brother. He had a feeling he knew what this was about but wanted to hear it from Sam.

"Simple. I'm not going." Sam was finally calmed down and actually folding cloths from this suitcase and putting them back in their drawers.

"Yes, actually you are going." Dean said with a roll of his eyes. Sam could be so dramatic.

"No, we're both staying here. Actually, I don't even care if we stay here but we're not going there."

"And why is that?"

"Because it was a stupid idea. What the hell was I thinking?" He said dropping back onto the mattress and looking at the ceiling, newly folded cloths falling onto the floor in the process.

"You were thinking how badly you wanted to go to college. How you want a better life for Lily. That you both need out of this life before something bad happens."

"No, I was being stupid and selfish."

"Yeah, well, you're always like that. We're used to it." Dean sat on the bed next to his brothers feet.

"Stop fucking around Dean. I'm serious!" he said kicking his socked feet at his big brother. "How am I supposed to do this? I can't go to school and watch Lily at the same time, I have no money so I'll have to get a job and that just means even more time away from her and I'll fall behind in my classes and lose my scholarship and get kicked out of school. This was the worst idea I've ever had." He said hanging his head in his hands.

"Look Sam, nobody said it was gunna be easy but think about it you have a free apartment sponsored by the school, a meal plan for you and Lily and free classes. Not to mention the day care at the school is included in the scholarship." Dean blushed and continued "I wanted to surprise you but me and dad have been saving up some money for you to take, just so you don't have to worry so much about getting a job. It should keep you from having to get a job for at least your first semester." Sam looked up sharply. He'd had no idea. "So guess what. You're going to school whether you like it or not!" Sam was now in tears.

"I can't Dean. I'm sorry but I can't."

"And why is that Sam?"

"Because….Uh…I…"

"Tut tu tu today junior." Dean said in his best Adam Sandler voice.

"Because I can't do it without you!" He screamed and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Dean sighed, "Yes, you can Sammy."

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After their little spat Dean knew that Sam needed to calm down. He heard Sam tell Lily that they were going to the park so he waited in the bedroom until the door shut behind them. He stood and surveyed the mess for a few minutes before bending down to start cleaning up. Instead of putting the cloths away like Sam had intended to do he started packing them back into the duffel bags that Sam had been dumping. Sam was going to college. End of story.

Two hours later Sam came back into the house sufficiently calmed down. He first noticed that the bags that he had torn apart were neatly packed and sitting by the front door. He bit his lip in shame, he shouldn't have freaked out the way he did. Dean shouldn't have to clean up his messes he thought. When he turned the corner Dean was at the stove with his back towards him. Before he could open his mouth Dean spoke.

"Dinner won't be ready for about 20 minutes so why don't you give Lily her bath now and then we can eat?" Sam wanted to say something but instead lead Lily towards the bathroom. After washing her body and hair Sam sat on the toilet as Lily splashed in the bathtub, she picked up a rubber ducky and made it 'swim' across the surface of the water while saying daddy look, daddy look. Sam moved to the floor and unplugged the drain and let Lily play until the water was gone. While Sam was dressing her into her pajamas for the night she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and he nuzzled his face into her hair enjoying the scent of baby on her skin. When he pulled her hair he looked in her face and asked her "What do you think about you and me going to College?" She looked back at him with a tilt of the head.

"Where's college?" She asked trying to run her brush through her own hair. Her golden blonde hair tangled in its bristles.

"It's in California." She had no idea where that was but nodded as Sam moved her into his lap. He continued. "It's like a really big school for me and while I'm there you can go to daycare, which is like a small school for little kids." He took over brushing the knots out of her hair. "You can play with kids your own age."

"I go wif Uncle De?" She said turning from her seat on her Daddys lap to glance up at his face.

"No, kiddo. Its just gunna be you and me. Uncle De and Papa can't come with us."

"Can we see dem?" She leaned down to pick an invisible piece of lint from between her toes. Sam kissed her feet before putting on clean socks.

"Yeah, not everyday but they can come and visit us whenever they want and we can talk to them on the phone everyday." Lily seemed ok with that. Sam heard Dean yell that dinner was ready. Sam walked Lily into the kitchen where Dean was already sitting over a plate of chicken and rice, he put his daughter into her highchair and took the seat next to her.

Sam dared to glance at his brother. He was content eating and making faces at his niece at the other end of the table.

"I'm sorry for being a brat. We're still gunna go." Dean seemed bored with Sams apology.

"Good, cause you were going whether you liked it or not." Dean dropped his fork down on his plate. "Seriously Sam, I know you're nervous about this but don't worry. You can handle this, me and dad aren't gunna be that far, if you need us we can be there in a day." Sam bit his lip and nodded.

"I know. Its gunna be ok. Right kiddo?" He said glancing at Lily who had rice stuck to her face.

"Yes, we goin to college." She gave them both a big gap toothed smile.