Sam yawned as he entered the kitchen, hiding it with the back of his hand. He brought a hand up to run through his hair as he took in the scene in front of him. "Morning."

"Morning." came a chorus of voices. "Mor!" came from Millie and he wasn't sure if it was a greeting or a demand of more pancakes that Dean was making at the stove. The table was filled with plates and bottles of syrup and he could see a few pancakes on the ground and even one against the wall.

"Sam, take a plate." Dean told him, motioning with his head to the empty ones. He did so and then moved to get a pancake as well. "No, no, stay where you are."

The Realization hit him and he bit back a laugh as he prepared his plate, holding it up at a tilt. Dean narrowed his eyes and slid the spatula under the pancake, flipping it into the air and nowhere near his plate.

Mentally Sam stopped it from falling to the ground and let it drift to his plate. He wasn't sure why, but the telekinesis was easier this time around, it was starting to become as easy as breathing.

"That's cheating." Dean declared, pointing the spatula at him. "Nope. redo. C'mon, plate up."

"After I finish this one." Sam said, sitting at the table and reaching for one of the syrups. He eyed the ingredients and wordlessly Mary slid over a different syrup for him. It was a bit healthier with less sugar and he smiled at it. "Thanks."

Mary winked at him as she fed Millie pieces of pancakes, taking a bite for herself as well. She motioned with her head towards Jack who was holding the plate up like a shield, a determined expression on his face.

There was an equal look of determination on Dean's face as he carefully lifted the pancake before throwing it into the air. Jack quickly moved his plate in place and grinned when the pancake landed.

"And that's how you're a team player Sammy, not by cheating and using magic." Dean said with a satisfied nod, turning the stove off and grabbing his own plate to join the group.

"Or he just wanted a pancake that didn't have to go through the trauma of flight." Mary suggested, licking her lips clean of the syrup. She looked at Millie and laughed. "Millie!"

Sam laughed when he saw their sister, she was almost covered in syrup as well, having eaten her pieces with her hands. She grinned at them, waving the sticky hands in the air. "Pan!"

Sam took his pancake and slid it onto Mary and Millie's plate, getting up to get another few from the pile at the counter. "Anything on the agenda today?" he asked, sitting down once more.

"Nothing in particular, it's supposed to be a nice day so we might go to town." Dean said. "Show Mills the sights, give mom and her some fresh air."

Mary nodded. "Not to mention that we should get her more clothes that'll fit." she added. "Jack too."

Jack looked down at his clothes, his shirt was one of Sam's hand me downs and his jeans were being kept up by a tight belt. "What's wrong with my clothes?"

"You should get some that doesn't make you look like an Oliver Twist reject." Dean told him. "Something that'll actually fit you."

"But I like wearing Sams clothes." Jack protested, gripping at the edges of his shirt. "They feel nice."

Sam felt his chest warm at that and he nudged at Jack with his elbow. "And that's fine, but there's nothing wrong with getting some more clothes."

"And speaking of which what are we getting Mills?" Dean asked. "Dresses and skirts?"

"I didn't wear dresses or skirts growing up so I don't think so." Mary said, rolling her eyes.

"We should really let her decide, that's part of the growing experience." Sam told them. They all looked at Millie who was too busy trying to eat the pancake that she was holding, it was bigger than she was but she was determined.

"And besides, speaking of which, I seem to remember mom saying something about Dean wearing dresses when he was born." Sam added.

"What? No I didn't." Dean said, wrinkling his nose, pausing when Mary grinned at that.

"No, we thought you were a girl so we got girl clothes, including a few dresses." Mary said fondly and a touch sadly, gently touching her wedding ring. "Was pretty surprised when you came out with a few extra parts but we didn't have time to get you anything else so, dresses it was."

Dean gave an almost squawking sound of displeasure as Sam got up to get more pancakes for everyone. He also snagged a cup of coffee and sipped at it as he sat down, leaning back with a smile as he watched everyone talking, occasionally saying something.

So this was retirement he couldn't help but muse. Calmness and normality and just the beginning of something that he couldn't really wait for.

This was his family, this was them. For all the better and the worse, it was them.

Sam smiled and sipped his coffee, joining the discussion to make plans to go into town. He caught Dean's eyes and he smiled at his brother who smiled back.

They made it.

I do not own Supernatural.

365/365

I do take requests so if you have requests you can send them to me.

I was debating to bring the end of season 14 and therefore season 15 into this story but I decided not to, let the Winchesters have their retirement and happy ending.

Happy New Year everyone. We made it through the 365's and this fic has been a pleasure to write for. Thank you to everyone that left kudos and reviews, they mean the world to me.

Happy New Year my readers. All the best and see you in 2020.