At first, Sam wasn't entirely sure what was happening. He'd been awoken by the smell of bacon and the sound of someone quietly humming to themselves. He rolled over and opened his eyes to find Nick sat up next to him, yawning loudly and rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"Good morning you two" Marie greeted them cheerfully as Sam pulled himself up. Just as he managed to get his bearings, a tray of bacon and eggs was set down on his lap.

"Eat up, you'll need the energy for school today" Marie smiled at Sam's slightly confused expression. She ruffled Nick's hair affectionately before turning away and beginning to wash up. Sam stared down at the food on his lap in utter bewilderment. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a cooked breakfast made for him. Scratch that, he couldn't even remember the last time he'd eaten breakfast at all. Both he and Nick ate quickly and managed a bleary, half asleep conversation between bites. Marie then ushered them to get dressed before they all piled into her car as she drove them to school.

Sam and Nick walked side-by-side through the school doors. The usual school life bustled around them but mostly ignored the two of them as they made their way through the crowd. Which, for once, was actually completely okay with both of them; because now at least they had each other for company. Nick's aunt had waved them off at the front gates and Sam had realised it had been a long time since anyone had cheerfully waved him off to school- apart from Dean if he was needed on a hunt with their dad but that was different. It wasn't long before they had to go to class and were forced to separate. But they promised to eat lunch together, just like they did every day. Lessons seemed to fly by and suddenly Sam found himself walking through the maze of corridors he was starting to get used to, straight towards the cafeteria. But just before he could walk inside, someone caught his arm and gently turned him around. Sam looked up to see his brother smiling down at him.

"So, how was it?" Dean asked and smiled a little wider when Sam's eyes lit up at the question.

"It was amazing! Marie, Nick's aunt, is really nice and she's a really good cook. I can't remember the last time I had a proper home cooked meal made for me. And their trailer was really nice" Sam rambled, grinning widely.

"Well, I'm glad you had a good time" Dean said honestly, ruffling his brother's hair.

"What's that?" Sam suddenly asked as he spotted what appeared to be a bruise on Dean's arm.

"Oh, it's nothing" Dean said, hastily pulling his sleeves further down his arm to cover it. Sam was about to push further but the look on his brother's face told him that he shouldn't ask any more questions because he wouldn't want to know the answers.

"Well, I should probably let you get to lunch. I wonder when you and Nick are going to run out of things to talk about" Dean teased lightly.

"I doubt that will ever happen; we always seem to have something to talk about" Sam smiled happily before turning back around and walking into the cafeteria. He quickly found Nick and walked over to him.

"Sorry I'm late, I was talking to my brother" Sam apologised but Nick shook his head.

"It's fine, I've only just sat down myself" Nick told him with a smile.

"Thanks for letting me stay over last night, by the way" Sam said as he sat down opposite Nick.

"It's fine, I was happy I got to talk to you longer anyway" Nick grinned.

"We did stay up quite late, didn't we?" Sam managed to say in between a yawn. The two of them giggled with each other and continued their lunch. As usual, their break was over far too soon and they were forced to part ways to go to class.

"See you at the end of the day?" Nick asked just before he turned to go down the corridor.

"As always" Sam replied, turning in the opposite direction.

Sam sighed quietly to himself as the droning voice of the teacher at the front of the room echoed in his head. He was certain he was about to fall asleep when suddenly the door opened and Sam looked up from his work to see Dean striding into the room. He watched with confusion as Dean quietly spoke with his teacher before beckoning him over.

"Sam Winchester, you may be excused" Sam's teacher announced. Everyone turned in their seats to stare at him as he slowly stood up, gathered up his things, and walked to the front of the room.

"Thank you" Dean said to the teacher and ushered Sam out the room. As soon as Dean had shut the door behind him, he grabbed Sam's arm and began hurrying towards the front of the school.

"What's going on? Dean, where are we going?" Sam asked, confused as his brother pulled him along.

"Dad's found the pack of werewolves and he wants us to help him" Dean explained, pushing the front door of the school open and stepping outside.

"Right now? Couldn't he bare to wait another two hours for the school day to finish?" Sam huffed in frustration, following Dean outside.

"I don't have time to explain, we just need to go" Dean said, pointing towards the road where the Impala and their father were waiting. Sam made sure his annoyance was clearly shown as he got into the car. But, predictably, John ignored him and began explaining the job to them (well, mostly Dean). And as the car pulled away and the school building faded into the distance, Sam found himself wishing to be back at school for the first time in a long time.