AN: Thank you so much BeccaWestLifeAddict for the betaing, You are a life savor. :D I do not own them only borrowing them. R&R

Sam was about to go and wake Dean up so he could get the study session under way when somebody knocked on the door. Opening the door, he couldn't suppress a grin when he saw who it was. "Hey, Bobby, come on in, I'm glad you made it." He said giving his friend a hug.

"You didn't do this place justice, it is a great apartment." Bobby told him, glancing around. "So where is that idjit brother of yours?" he asked

"Still asleep, I want to think you for telling Dean to come back to school, Bobby, but I need your help too. I went through Dean's book bag and found all these tests and stuff you know anything about it?" he asked

"Dean hasn't said anything to me, sorry," Bobby told him, "why?"

"He's flunking out, Bobby," Sam said giving Bobby the tests and assignments he'd found, "they're all Fs except for two Ds, what am I supposed to do? I can't carry both of us…but it's Dean." Sam said sitting down

Bobby had been looking over the papers and then he flipped them over, 'I wish I was home in bed with Sam' one of them had written, 'It's all my fault I'm alone in class.' "Sam did you see this?" he asked

"No," Sam said taking them, he flipped them all over and on two of them found an entire letter to him. He read it and made the decision once again that he was getting Dean out of the hole. "That's it." He said and went to the bed room

Dean had been coming out of the room at the same time that Sam went in and they collided. "Hey Godzilla there are people down here you need to watch out for." Dean told him shoving Sam a little, "see that doesn't feel to good does it, sasquatch?" he asked, "why you in a hurry anyway, it's Saturday."

"It's three o'clock Dean, you slept all day, which is good because tonight me and you are having a study session." Sam told him.

"Study session, you lost your mind it's Saturday night that means we go out and then we come back here and have sex, there is no way on god's green earth that I'm studying tonight so just anchor that idea." Dean told him, "I'm going to the bathroom and when I come back you'd better be making me some lunch and not thinking about that." Dean said. Obviously he'd woken up in a bitchy mood

"Who's the bitch now?" Sam asked, "jerk,"

"You're the bitch," Dean said before shutting the door

"I'll have sex with you," Sam offered,

"Like I won't get that anyway," Dean said back

"You won't," Sam said, "not till you get another A."



"Excuse me?" Dean asked coming out the bathroom, "You didn't not just use the same thing I used to when you was tired and didn't want to finish homework in high school did you?" he asked

"Bet your ass I did." Sam told him, "now what's it going to be, no sex forever, or we study?" he asked

"You bitch, fine I'll study, but there had better be prizes for my accomplishments when I'm done." Dean told him shutting the bathroom door.

Sam went back to the kitchen, "I think I nipped that in the bud," he said with a smile.

"Think again," Bobby said when he saw Dean coming back out with Sam's toothbrush,

"Dean, freeze now." Sam said

"Nope you threaten no sex then the toothbrush gets it,"

"I'm sorry, give me the toothbrush now," Sam said

"No,"

"Yes,"

"No, bitch,"

"Yes, jerk,"

"You suck, no," Dean yelled

"I'll make you eat it," Sam said trying to grab it, but Dean stuck it in his jeans. "Don't think I won't go there,"

"You wouldn't," Dean said and took off towards the door

Bobby moved out the way as Sam and Dean ran around the apartment, Sam trying to get his toothbrush from Dean, while Dean tried to get away from his younger brother who'd grabbed one the pancake turners. "I'll hit your ass, with this." Sam told him

"I'll shove my foot up yours."

Bobby finally stepped in knowing that nobody would win and that Sam would cave on the no studying just so he'd get his toothbrush back. "Dean, give him the toothbrush back,"

"No, throw it in the trash," Sam said, "I don't want it now," he said sitting down,

"Fine," Dean said throwing it in the trash, "I used it on the toilet anyway,"

"I'm going to kill you," Sam said leaping over the couch and tackling Dean to the ground, "I used that this morning,"

Dean hit the floor not expecting Sam to tackle him, "I didn't mean last night, bitch I meant just now."

"Oh, sorry," Sam said getting up and pulling Dean up too, "so we studying or you playing hooky?"



"I'll study, Sammy if you'll get off my back about it," Dean said

"I will, I promise." Sam said

"Then let me shower and we'll start studying, my English book is in the car along with my Psych book." Dean said

"I'll get them, you just shower," Sam said, "If you want there is a second shower in our room, Dean swears that it is too cold, I love it." Sam said, turning to Bobby.

Bobby thanked him and went to shower, feeling uncomfortably dirty after his drive.

When Sam got back he'd set up the coffee table with all of Dean's papers and books. Dean came out the bathroom and after fixing himself some lunch or rather late lunch of Tortilla chips, Medium cheese sauce and pepperonis heated in the microwave that they shared.

"English is the easiest so we'll do that last, we want to do the Calculus now and get it out the way." Sam told him.

"Okay," Dean said

"No food on the table or near the work, leave it on the floor,"

"Bite me mom," Dean said picking up a nice cheesy one, eating it right over his take home quiz.

Sam groaned, but got to work showing Dean how to do the math problems. Once they finished with that they moved onto his Psych and after about ten pages of reading Dean was getting irritated, "Dean, it's only ten more pages, here." Sam said handing Dean some coffee, "I know it's hard, but Dean most people don't wait till two months into the class to start reading a thirty chapter Psych book that is the entire exam." Sam told him, "I'll help you that much I swear, but you got to help me help you," he told him.

"You give me a kiss it'll go faster," Dean said hoping he'd baited Sam

"Finish the pages and I will."

"You suck as a boyfriend." Dean told him going back to reading, "but as a brother you're right," he added

Sam smiled, "Next thing we're taking care of are your working hours," Sam told him.

"What you mean?"

"Just do your homework then we'll talk." Sam said,

Sam had fallen asleep at midnight leaving Dean to writing his thirty page research paper that he hadn't even started that was due in a week. When Sam woke up Dean was asleep at the kitchen table with his head on the computer. Sam couldn't help, but feel sorry for him, it was both their faults that this had gone south and they were fixing it, but he wasn't letting Dean get this behind again, he 

looked at the clock; startled that is showed six am. He lightly shook Dean till he was half awake and led him upstairs to bed. "Thanks." Dean said as they fell asleep.