Rating remains MA, due to the nature of this story. Sam and Dean have to start dealing with reality in this chapter, they are still going on vacation, but life happens too.

Legalities, Supernatural, Sam and Dean and all things associated with this series belong to Kripke and the CW, I do not have any of those honors. I am not making any money from this and just wanted to add my own take on the Winchester/Wesson storyline.

This story has not been beta'd and is my first, so please keep this in mind when reviewing and reading, this story contains sensitive subjects to include past non-con rape and relationships of the M/M variety...don't like that type of thing? Then don't read this story.

I'm still working out the end, so I am not sure where the next chapters will take us, but I am excited to see how Sam and Dean deal with the continued problems associated with Sam's back and how dealing with that will affect their relationship, is it strong enough to survive reality?

Chapter 12

Date Night

True to his word, Sam did all the research for their trip, while Dean focused on finding them the perfect first apartment. Eventually Dean settled on a two bedroom two bathroom 2.2 miles from the campus. He knew that Sam not having a car could present a problem, the apartment was perfect, it had a balcony overlooking an amazing pool area with a hill behind them covered in ivy and tropical looking plants.

The apartment itself had a large kitchen, and since Dean actually knew how to cook, he thought they could save some money if he actually did so. But the most awesome part was the phenomenal gas fireplace, which frankly Dean couldn't wait to get Sam naked in front of.

He halted that line of thinking, because he was never going to get anything done if he started down that road.

Sam was feeling so much better, they had even talked about heading out to the local 'hot-spot' for drinks.

So Dean had to finish his research paper so that he could tell Sam that he had, otherwise Sam wasn't gonna let either one of them go anywhere.

Kill joy. Dean thought as his eyes returned to the screen in front of him, luckily he had written the majority of the paper and was now just proofing his material. The paper was about the changes that cancer cells go through as they metastasize within the human body…and he was thoroughly bored with it at this point.

"Hey Dean?" Sam's voice caught his attention from the doorway, where he was leaning with his backpack resting between his legs and the door still wide open.

Dean's eyes flew from the computer screen to Sam's tall silhouette and a grin spread across his plump lips at the sight.

"Yeah, Sam. What's up?"

Sam snorted and grabbed his bag chucking it on his bed and he walked over and planted a light kiss on Dean's forehead.

Dean shook his head, waiting for Sam to continue.

"So…you know it's like Friday night right?"

It was Dean's turn to snort, "Uh, yeah Sammy. I am aware of that fact, so?"

Sam looked a little embarrassed and turned to sit on Dean's bed facing the computer desk, "Well, I want to go to that drive-in movie we talked about."

Dean's face broke into a huge grin as he started picturing Sam naked in his car, instead of in front of the fireplace. He schooled his expression to one of mild interest, "I don't know Sam, it depends on what's playing."

Sam was already way ahead of him, luckily it was the new Die Hard movie, the one with the son, and it looked pretty decent, so Sam was onboard with going to see it. Although the smarted part of him wondered how much of the movie they would actually see.

"Dean furrowed his eyebrows in contemplation, "I see…and what's the second feature?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "Zero Dark Thirty, the one about the team that went after Osama Bin Laden…"

Dean actually grinned at this, he had been wanting to see that particular movie since it came out two months ago.

Sam knew that this would get Dean there no matter what he had planned for the evening, and he wasn't disappointed.

"What time does the drive-in start?" Dean asked as he started bouncing around like a little kid.

Sam knew that Dean loved going to the movies, but this was a side that he had never seen of his boyfriend, and frankly…it was kinda cute. "What are you five? Dean."

Dean chuckled and sank back into his chair, "Na…I just love the idea that I get to take you to movie, in my car, and there will be no one there to see what we do." He winked as he continued, "Plus, I really want to see those movies."

Sam smiled and shook his head, "Okay, well then I can assume that we have a date."

Dean nodded enthusiastically, and then turned to look at the almost completed research paper, "I gotta finish this though Sam."

Sam glanced over his shoulder at the paper, and groaned as he read a couple sentences, "Looks riveting Dean…carry on." Dean shot him a glare as Sam started pulling gym clothes out of his dresser, "I'm gonna hit the gym and then the pool. I'll be back by eight, so we can leave by nine and be parked with popcorn by ten."

Dean smiled over his shoulder at Sam and nodded his agreement, he then returned to the rotten paper that was preventing him from joining Sam at the gym. He supposed that was what he got for leaving it to the last minute. His awesome memory definitely helped with final exams, but it did nothing when he had to actually create the information.

Dean turned to watch as Sam pulled off his jeans and slipped into a pair of loose running pants. He inhaled softly as he saw the muscles of Sam's thighs ripple as the pants were pulled up over lean hips and settled into place.

"You're staring." Sam stated as he halted and turned to look straight into Dean's amazing green eyes, eyes that were currently hooded in lust.

"Nope…nuh uh Dean. You have a paper due and I need to get some gym time in."

Dean groaned in disappointment as he pulled his gaze from his sexy roommate and turned back to the now totally shitty paper he still had to finish. "Fine." He grumbled.

"Later Dean…I promise."

Dean felt like Sam was placating him…with sex…what the fuck Sammy. He pulled in a lung full of air and tried to ignore the slight tightening that had started below his waist.

Sam laughed as he grabbed his iPod and headed for the door, stopping to place another kiss on Dean's temple before he left. "Later Dean…it'll be great." His dimples appeared as his grin spread across his lips and touched his beautiful blue-green eyes.

"Whatever Sam." Dean mumbled as he tried to stay mad at Sam, he only managed mild irritation as he thought of the evening that they had ahead of them. Sam rolled his eyes in mock irritation and headed out of their room.

Dean lost track of time as he tried to complete the last of the proof-reading for his paper. The insistent ringing of his cell phone finally pulled him from his musings, he grabbed it and looked to see who was calling him. It was Anna.

Dean hit the accept button and watched as the picture of his sister was replaced with a little cell tower showing 'connected'.

"Hey Anna, what's up?" he asked as he put her on speaker and set the phone down next to the computer.

"Not a lot Dean, just wondering what you and Sam are doing tonight?"

Dean shook his head, "Drive-in actually…you?"

She hesitated, "Well, I have a date later and I wanted you to meet him before we went out."

Dean grabbed his phone clicking out of the speaker mode as he turned his full attention to his little sister, "A date? Do I know this guy? Is he in any of your classes? Make sure that you take the OC spray that I bought you and remember that if you hit a guy in the…." Anna cut him off, her voice dripping with exasperation.

"Dean. Stop. One question at a time big brother." She breathed in and continued. "Yes you have met him, yes I have all the sprays that you have given me…and yes I know what that kick will do to a guy." She chuckled through the receiver.

Dean wasn't really sure what she was finding funny, he hated the idea of Anna going out with anyone. Not because he didn't want her to be happy, but because he was positive that there wasn't any guy out there that was nearly good enough for his sister. Well except for maybe Sam…but he was taken.

"Dean, we are parking the car and heading up. So just sit tight and you can ask Castiel all the questions that you want."

Dean huffed in frustration and closed his eyes in an attempt to focus his turbulent thoughts, "Fine." He agreed after a second.

"See you in like two minutes." Anna said and then Dean's phone went silent as the call was disconnected.

Dean thought about this Castiel guy, he was trying to remember when he might have met the guy. Frankly the last few months had been just a bit busy and he wasn't really paying attention to anything but Sam, school, and Anna. He and Sam were doing great, they still argued over small things, like what type of noise constituted "good" music and which movies they should go see. There had been no serious arguments since the night that Sam had wound up back in the hospital. Now that Dean thought about that he vaguely remember Anna visiting with a tall dark haired guy. He was sure that they had been introduced, but he hadn't really been in a receptive mood that night.

He tried to recall any information about the guy and all that he could come up with was that he was tall with, da da da,… dark hair.

Dean heard the door push open, he had been waiting for a knock, so he was doubly surprised when a laughing Sam entered ahead of Anna and Castiel.

"I know right!" Sam said as he dropped his gym bag on the bed and gestured for the couple to enter.
Castiel was about Dean's height with sharp features covered with a slight scruff indicating that he didn't think he needed to shave every day.

Strike one. Dean mentally tallied.

He had a hand resting loosely on Anna's waist as he joked with Sam, his blue eyes sparkling.

Strike two dude. Dean thought as he watched the guy touching his sister.

Anna grinned and stepped over to Dean throwing her arms around his shoulders and then pulling him toward Castiel and Sam.

Dean's arms instinctively went to return the embrace, his eyes never leaving the man standing in the same room with the two most important people in Dean's life. His eyes narrowed as Sam clasped the guy on the shoulder and bend over laughing out loud at something that Castel had said to him.

"Very true." He gasped as he tried to gather his breath. Sam looked up and immediately took in the distant look in Dean's jade colored eyes. He felt his laughter die in his throat as he saw the mistrust clearly evident in Dean's face. He straightened up and quickly grabbed Dean by the elbow, pulling him toward the door, "Anna, Cas…excuse us for just a minute."

Anna looked confused for a second, until she saw the look on her brother's face and she wondered if surprising him had been such a good idea after all, "Yeah…of course Sam."

Sam pulled Dean out the door and down the hallway away from their room, he was trying to find some privacy, since he knew that this conversation was not going to go too well.

Dean spun on Sam as soon as they were out of earshot of Anna, "What the fuck Sam!" he growled as he pulled his arm away from Sam's grasp.

"Dean, he's a good guy." He said quietly, he knew that if he started yelling than this whole thing was just going to go downhill in a hurry.

"How the hell do you know that Sam." Dean shot as his eyes spit emerald daggers, at no one imparticular, he wasn't mad at Sam, just the whole damn situation.

"Dean you didn't even give the guy chance."

Dean shook his head in denial, "And I have no intention of 'giving him a chance'"

Sam looked at Dean in sadness, "Dean, Anna deserves to be happy, and this guy seems to do that."

"Sam. Stop. Just stop. Anna's not your sister. You haven't been responsible for her for the last ten years." Dean shook his head in resignation. "I have." He pulled in a deep breath trying to think of way to explain to someone without sibling's the level of responsibility that goes along with that title.

Sam's face reflected sorrow at Dean's dismissive attitude where he and Anna were concerned. True, Sam didn't have a sister; but over the last year he had come to love Anna like she was his own little sister. He would do anything for her and the fact that Dean had just stated in no uncertain terms that he and Anna were not family cut deeper than Sam had thought it would. Honestly, he had never given it much thought, he just knew that he loved Anna, and that it had nothing what so ever to do with how much he loved Dean.

Dean saw Sam's face change as his statement sliced home; he hadn't actually meant to say it like that. He knew that Sam loved his sister and he was grateful for that fact, but he just wasn't ready to share the overall connection between himself and Anna. Not even with Sam, not at this point.

Sam nodded his understanding, his eyes taking on the look of the 'wounded puppy-dog' that Dean hated so much.

"Sam…you know I love you, and I know you love Anna…"

Sam breathed out a slightly shaky breath, "I know Dean, its fine." He closed his eyes in genuine anguish, "We should get back before they think they've done something wrong." Sam turned to started walking back toward their room, "Dean just give the guy a chance. Where would you and I be if you had never given me a shot?" This caused Dean to halt in his tracks and contemplate, for about half a second and then hurried to grab Sam by the shirt, pulling him to a stop as well.

"Sam…your right. I don't wanna fight with you. I'll give him chance, I swear." He whispered into Sam's ear.

Sam turned sad eyes back to face Dean, and then looked away for a moment, "Don't do it cuz you don't want to fight with me…do it because it's what's best for your sister."

TBC...

Author's Note: So I wanted to ensure that they will continue to maintain their own personalities and that Sam and Dean were not going to turn into one of those couples that NEVER fights (I actually hate that, there's no truth to the relationship), and agrees with whatever the other one want's. The boys are headed to the movie in the next chapter, but something happens while they are there and Sam is forced to step up or shut up.