Hey guys! First off I want to apologize for not updating in forever. I've been in the middle of midterms and graduate school brings a whole new level of studying. So please forgive me! Hopefully I can get more chapters out to you all now :)

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Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Kate. Song lyrics mentioned are from "Say My Name" by Destiny's Child.

Dean-22

Sam-18

Kate-14

Sam checked over both of his shoulders, quickly scanning the parking lot. Once he was sure the coast was clear, he opened the motel room door and slid inside, closing it behind him, all in one swift movement.

Kate froze mid-bite of her donut when she noticed Sam's sudden presence in the room. They made eye contact and exchanged confused looks. "What the heck are you doing here?" Sam accused as he made his was over to sit beside her on the couch.

She finished taking a bit of her donut, slowly chewing it to give her move time to come up with an answer. A slight smile formed in the corner of Sam's mouth; he knew exactly what she was doing. Finally Kate gulped down the last of her donut and held up her arm to look at an imaginary watch on her wrist. She replied innocently, "Oh? Would you look at that, guess it's school time already."

Sam couldn't hold back a chuckle anymore. "That's the best you got? Katie, we walked to school together this morning." Nothing got past this guy.

Kate's eyes shot down towards the floor and she felt her cheeks blush, realizing she had been caught skipping school. She mentally added 'work on being sly and inventing better excuses' to her to do list. Suddenly she drew her gaze back up to Sam. "Yeah, you're right. We did go together. And I know the day didn't fly by already…so based on the scientific skills I don't have, I think its safe to conclude that smarty pants Sam is ditching school too." Her smile now matched his.

"What can I say? Dean being out of town with Dad must bring out my inner bad ass," Sam joked.

Dean had left 2 days ago with John for a hunt in the next state over. Dean had left the Impala there, per John's orders obviously, in case Sam and Kate had some sort of emergency. Dean had made it very clear that the only emergency that he considered an actual emergency was if someone was almost dead or the cops were on their trail. Sam and Kate had nodded and agreed, but deep down Sam was already forming his own plans. He couldn't believe his luck! It was a clear sign from some gods somewhere that Sam was meant to go to this event. If it wasn't for that, he would never have been caught dead skipping school.

"So why'd ya ditch?" Kate asked as she went back to chowing down on her donut, feeling relaxed because there was no way Sam was going to rat her out.

"Well…um..there's this thing I wanted to check out a few towns away. I was gonna take the Impala…," Sam trailed off. He figured the less details, the better.

"Sweet, I'll go with you. My day is pretty flexible anyway." Kate bent down and picked up her tennis shoes from where she had discarded them earlier on the floor. Convinced she was going with Sam, she started to put them on.

Sam thought it was going to be easy to just leave school, get in the Impala, drive there and back before the school day was even over and everyone else wouldn't know a thing. But now Kate was complicating his plan. "You'll probably get bored, so why don't you just hang here and enjoy your day off," Sam tried to persuade her.

"Nah, I'm coming. I know where you're going anyway," Kate said nonchalantly as she finished tying her shoes.

Sam shifted in his seat. "You do?" he questioned, clearly taken off guard.

"Yeah. Stanford, right?" She looked over at him.

"How did you know?" Sam asked, not able to hide the shock in his voice. He let his shoulder fall, knowing there was no way out of this one now. He had told Kate about his acceptance to Stanford last month, but he had never planned on getting her caught up in anything related to it, let alone taking her to the actual college. He didn't want to even think about what his dad or brother would say if they found out.

"I'm a mind reader!" she joked. Sam gave her a disapproving look. "Okay, fine. I saw you looking at the map last night. And I know Stanford is in California. See, that stupid advanced Math class you made me take? Totally helps me put 2 and 2 together." She smirked.

Sam slowly nodded his head. "And you're sure you wanna go? I doubt Admissions Day is buckets of fun," he added.

"Yes, I want to go! And like I said, it's the best offer I've got on the table for today." Kate grabbed her coat and made her way towards the door. "And there's nothing like taking a good old fashioned joy ride in the Impala," she said over her shoulder as she opened the door and went outside. Sam smiled as he grabbed his backpack and keys before locking up and meeting her at the car.

"You have to help me remember exactly how its parked, okay?" Sam begged. They both took a few seconds to memorize the precise location of every wheel. Kate held her hands up by her eyes in the form of a camera, clicking pictures. Sam rolled his eyes as he unlocked the door and they slid inside.

He started up the car and they quickly headed out on the road. Without missing a beat, Kate reached down and turned on the radio and Led Zeppelin blasted through the speakers. Kate's face mushed up in disgust as she quickly ejected the tape, filling the car with silence. "Never thought this would happen," she said as she held up the cassette tape and turned to Sam.

"What?" he asked as he turned onto the interstate.

"Never thought I'd be able to turn off one of his mullet rock tapes without him bitching me out," she joked.

Sam laughed as he replied, "You're right. I was half expecting him to jump out of the backseat and strangle you."

Kate's laugh fell a little as she suddenly became nervous. She discretely turned around to check the backseat. When she realized all was in order, she breathed a sign of relief and turned her attention back to the radio. "So what are you feeling?" She began to flip through the stations.

"Stop…that one!" Sam exclaimed as he motioned with his right hand for her to keep it on that station.

"Red Hot Chili Peppers?" Kate questioned.

"Yeah, can't remember the last time I heard them."

"Me either," Kate replied as she sat back in her seat. "See? Already a more peaceful ride."

"Sure helps when you can agree on music." Sam looked over at Kate and they shared a smile, both remembering what had happened last week…

Flashback

Sam, Dean, and Kate were all in the Impala, heading to their new 'home' in California. They had been crammed into this car for 5 hours straight and Kate was about to lose her mind. Not able to handle it anymore, she suddenly threw herself up against the front seat and reached towards the radio in an attempt to eject the cassette tape. Dean didn't even take his eyes off the road as he took a hand off the steering wheel and slapped her arm away. She instantly retreated back, but not without giving Sam a death glare for not helping her.

"Dean, I can't take this music anymore! It's my turn to pick," she complained.

"You've never had a turn to pick, so we sure as hell aren't starting that now. I'm not about to have my baby infested with Hanson and Cabage Garden shit music," Dean replied.

"Dude, it's Savage Garden," Sam corrected.

"Oh, God, not you too," Dean as he titled his head to the side to give Sam a 'Seriously?!' look.

Sam brushed off his comment before continuing, "Come on, Dean. She's right. Can't we just take a break from hair bands and head bangers?"

When Dean didn't respond, Kate piped up again. "This should be considered a form of child abuse, you know…You are brainwashing us with this crap!"

Dean glared back at her through the rearview mirror. "If you consider listening to the classics as the worst part of your childhood, consider yourself lucky."

Kate leaned back and crossed her arms, officially not a fan of this conversation since she was not winning. She began to hum quietly to herself to try and drown out the music, before she burst out in song, "When no one is around you, say baby I love you, if you ain't running games…Say my name, say my name…"

"Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate!" Both Dean and Sam said at the same time, cutting her off.

She glared at the back of both of their heads. "It's a song, idiots. I didn't mean to actually say my name!" Dean and Sam exchanged a smile; they both had known that.

End Flashback

After passing the 2 hour ride by singing along and goofing around to all the pop songs on the radio, from Blink 182 to N*Sync, must to Sam's dismay, they finally arrived. As they got out of the car, they both did a 360, trying to take it all in. There was a sea of people walking everywhere and a row of tall building close by, which Sam knew was the main campus.

"So this is where you're gonna live?" Kate asked, truly astonished.

"Yeah, I guess so!" Sam couldn't help all the excitement and happiness he was feeling right now. He had seen the campus in pictures, but seeing it in person just made it all so much more real. "Come on, let's go check in." He motioned for her to follow him as he began walking towards the buildings.

Kate stayed close to Sam's side because the amount of people that they were cramming into the small 'check-in' area was crazy. It was finally Sam's turn to register and he approached the 20-something girl working behind the table, who Kate assumed was a student. "Name?" She asked. Kate squinted as she tried to read her nametag, but Sam was blocking her view.

"Sam Winchester," he replied. The girl started to look through a stack of papers before finally pulling out the one she was looking for.

"Okay, Sam, here's your nametag and itinerary. Is there anyone accompanying you today?" she asked.

He turned around just to make sure Kate was still there before answering, "Yes, one person." She handed Sam a blank nametag and a marker for him to fill out. She quickly drew the attention of the next person in line, pressuring Sam to hurry and get out of there.

He turned and gave Kate her nametag as he put his on. She looked down at it and grunted. "Katelyn? Really? You're an ass," she complained. She hated people calling her by her full name. It always reminded her of a really pissed off John or Dean.

"Yeah, well suck it up," he replied as he slapped on his own nametag. Kate examined it closer and saw the college had put Samuel on it. Sam just couldn't suffer alone.

Sam checked the schedule and map, trying to figure out where to go first. They scurried across campus and arrived just in time as the tour was taking off. They jumped in line with the other swarm of people and made their way around campus. Kate couldn't help but notice the look on Sam's face. He was taking in everything around him and hanging on every word the tour guide said about the college. Sam pointed out a few of the buildings he knew his classes would be in to Kate. His voice was filled with so much pride and pure excitement. She felt her heart swell at seeing her brother so happy. This is what he really wanted and she was glad she got to see it with him.

After walking around in the sun for an hour, they were lead into a big, air conditioned room with dim lighting, showing there was about to be a slideshow presentation. They took their seats and Kate nudged Sam. "What's all this about?" she asked.

Sam pulled out the schedule. "It says…Financial Information."

"Wow. Sounds riveting," she replied dryly.

Sam looked at her and laughed. "Since when do you talk like that?"

"Well we're on a college campus. I'm trying to blend in." She smiled. Sam was about to reply, but was cut off as an older man dressed in a suit stepped up on the stage and began talking about everything related to college and money. As he got further into his presentation, more numbers began to flash across the screen. Housing, food, tuition…the numbers kept getting bigger. There were too many digits in Kate's opinion. She was positive her family had never even possessed that amount of money in all of their lives. Suddenly, she was worried at how Sam was going to pull this off. She wanted to bring it up to him so badly, but this was his day and he was enjoying it. She wasn't about to put a damper on things. She made a mental note to find a way to ask him about this on the drive home.

When the presentation ended, Sam announced that next up was lunch with some professors from his major. Kate was just excited it was finally lunch time. They stepped into a big, open room and saw food spread out across a few tables at the front of the room and they made their way up there along with others. Kate's face quickly fell as she saw that the 'lunch' was finger sandwiches with cheese and crackers. She picked up the small plate and sighed. Since when did people eat lunch on baby plates? They started through the line and as she reached for another mini-sized sandwich to put on her plate, she felt someone elbow her side.

She looked up at Sam. "What?" she said in a low voice.

"Don't be greedy," he responded, giving her a pleading look to have some manners.

Kate grunted as she pulled her hand back. "Well, for as much as they make you pay, they could splurge for adult sized sandwiches, you know," she retorted. Sam just gave her a look, telling her to knock it off.

Since the room lacked tables and chairs, everyone had to stand around and talk. Supposedly this was to give everyone a chance to get to know their future peers and professors. It just seemed like an uncomfortable situation to Kate; however, Sam was in his element. He wasted no time in walking up to professors and striking up conversation. Kate quietly stood beside him and listened as they began talking about LSATs, graduation rates, and a bunch of other law and college stuff she didn't care to understand.

"Well, Sam, you seem like a very ambitious young man. Just what we look for here at Stanford. So, tell me, what's your ultimate goal in relation to the law program?" the old professor asked. As Sam went into his answer about graduating law school and opening up his own firm, it finally hit Kate and her heart sank to the floor. Sam wasn't planning on ever going back to hunting. He was going to start his own life, completely separate from theirs; not just for his college years, but for the rest of his life. She placed the rest of her sandwich down on the plate, suddenly losing her appetite. Sam couldn't leave her forever; she just wouldn't be able to deal with that.

Once Sam had finished his conversation and was satisfied that all of his questions had been answered, he turned to Kate who had been patiently waiting by his side all day. He noticed the food still on her plate and raised his eyebrows, silently asking what happened. "You probably shouldn't get the meal plan here. Food sucks," she answered as she looked around to find the nearest trashcan. Sam followed her, knowing something was really bothering her. He knew his little sister too well.

"What do you say we get out of here and get some real food then?" Sam said as he tossed his plate in the trash too.

"You sure? We can stay. I really don't mind, Sam," she offered as she looked around the room, not wanting to make eye contact with him.

"Yeah, let's go. I've seen everything I wanted to and I got to talk to professors. So I'm good." They made their way outside and Sam pointed them in the direction of the parking lot. As they were walking, Sam reached over and wrapped his arm around Kate's shoulders, pulling her in close to his side. And that was all it took for Kate's eyes to fill up with tears. But not wanting to cry in front of Sam, she took a deep breath to push them down down before he could notice; only thing was, Sam did notice. They finally made it to the car and Sam unlocked Kate's door first and made his way over to the driver's side. He opened the door and took one last look at campus, before taking a long breath, silently wishing he had never allowed Kate to come in the first place. He knew what was bothering her and that meant they were about to have a tough conversation, one he had hoped to put off for a very, very long time.