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A/N: Well here it is. The final chapter to What to Do. I want to thank you all again for your support. Here is the epilogue.
Epilogue:
He did it. Sam made it through the end of the school year. It was the last day of school. Sam walked to his locker to make sure he didn't leave anything behind. Josh came up to him and hit his shoulder and stood next to Sam leaning on the locker.
"Well, so what do you have planned for the summer?" Josh asked, a care-free smile on his face.
"Road trip with my brother," Sam said closing his locker for the last time.
"Now you know next year's going to be really fun. Senior year. The last year in school," Josh said with enthusiasm.
"I'm not going to be here next year," Sam said. "When we leave, we're not coming back."
"What?! Really? Well, where are you going?"
"Don't know yet, but I will probably be with my Uncle. It's been wonderful knowing you." Sam held out his hand and he and Josh shook. "I'll miss you."
"Yeah," Josh said. "You've made this year eventful."
"Well, I have to go. Dean's waiting on me."
Sam walked off and left Josh standing there. Sam walked in to the principal's office and went to the Guidance Counselor's office. He walked in, grabbed his last report card, transcript, and one other piece of paper and walked out of the school.
He saw Dean leaning up against the car waiting on him. He walked over to his brother.
"So," Dean asked. "Did you get it?"
Sam smiled. "Yeah, I got it."
"Good," Dean said moving to the driver side of the car. "I would've hated if we went through all this that happened this year and you didn't even get it." Dean got into the car.
"Well, it was well worth it," Sam said getting into the passenger's side. "Here," Sam handed the sealed envelope to Dean.
Dean took the envelope and looked at it thinking back to what had started it all.
August 1999
"Dean, I want to go to college." Sam said sitting on the couch.
"Okay, what do you want me to do about it," Dean answered sarcastically, looking up from the paper he was reading.
"This is an important year. This year is the year that colleges look at to see how good your grades are. This year's grades show what colleges will be willing to do for you." Sam looked at Dean and saw he was not happy. "Dean, I'm not walking out on the family."
"No, you just want to leave. Look, I know you're not crazy about hunting, but it's not all bad. But if college is what you want, then I'll help you. What do you want from me?"
"I have to stay in one school. I don't want to jeopardize my chances of getting into a good school. If I'm in one school then all my grades will come from one school. I just don't think it will sit right with the school administrative if I have grades from six different schools."
"Okay, I hear you, but what do you want?"
"Talk to Dad."
"Talk to Dad?! Why can't you talk to him? Just give him that little speech you just gave me and tell him yourself."
"Dean, you know as well as I do, that is not going to work. He's not going to listen to me."
"Yes he will."
Sam looked at his brother and brought out his secret weapon.
"Oh hell, Sammy. Stop. I'll ask him. Just stop with the puppy-dog eyes, okay."
Sam smiled and got up.
"Hey listen, no matter what gets said, let me do the talking. Don't say anything, alright."
"Okay," Sam said walking towards the kitchenette area. John was due back that evening or the next morning.
Present time
"So this is the letter?" Dean asked.
"Yeah," Sam smiled. "Getting straight A's gets you a letter of recommendation to whatever school I send off to. So yeah, it was well worth it."
Dean handed the envelope back to Sam and brought the Impala to life.
"So are you ready to leave this town?"
Sam looked back at the school. Even though he had some really rough times in there, getting that letter and making friends made it all worth it. Sam turned and looked at his brother.
"Yeah, let's get out of here."
Dean drove out of the parking lot of the school and headed back to their "normal" lives of living on the road and their home being the '67 Impala that they rode in.
THE END
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