Disclaimer 1: I do not own Supernatural and am not making money by writing this story

Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my fanfic.

Chapter twenty-four

Later that day

"I'm home." Dean yelled as he entered his house, took off his coat and hung it up. As he kicked off his boots, he heard giggling. Besides the fact that his dad was working late, Dean was also sure that his father would never be caught giggling like that.

As he walked into the kitchen to get a coke, he saw that someone was sitting next to his brother. Dean wasn't sure if it was the telepathy of brothers or if Sam was just that good at reading people because the next second, Sam looked up from his notes and said, "Don't worry, Dean. He's my friend. I didn't let a stranger into our house."

Dean rolled his eyes at his little brother to which Sam smirked. "Nice to meet you, Sam's friend."

The boy with the golden hair scoffed. "I have a name."

"I have one too." Dean smirked. "Yet neither of us knows each other's names." Dean opened his bottle. "That, of course would be thanks to Sammy of there."

"Yeah, Sammy. Thanks." The kid glared at Sam but anyone could tell it was just playful.

Sam rolled his eyes again and Dean wondered how his brother's eye still hadn't stuck that way. Dean used to tease him by telling him that his eyes were going to roll out, what with his constant habit.

"Dean, this is Gabe. Gabe, this is Dean, my annoying older brother." Sam said and went back to writing.

"Nice to meet you, Gabriel." Dean said and the kid's face fell but he seemed to recover within seconds when he said, "Back at you, Deanna."

Dean shook his head and laughed. The kid's eyes widened; apparently he hadn't realized that Dean was messing around.

"Well I'm going to my room to do the shit ton amount of homework that I have. I tell you, my teachers have definitely conspired together. You kids want anything?"

Sam sighed. "Yeah, for you to stop referring to us as kids, Deanna. We're four years younger, not forty."

"Hey, now watch your mouth there, Samantha!" Dean grinned and although Sam usually got annoyed with Dean when he called him Samantha, Sam laughed.

"Jerk." Sam said in annoyed voice but the small smile told Dean that he wasn't really mad.

"Bitch." Dean retorted, grinning. He was about to go upstairs, he really wasn't joking before, he did have a lot homework when Sam called his name.

"Yeah?" Dean turned his head.

"You going to the Thanksgiving dance?" Sam asked.

"How do you even know about that?"

"My older brother goes to the school." Gabe interjected. He rubbed his hands together. "He's told me lots of stuff."

"And your brother's name is…" Dean trailed off, he had never heard of this kid before.

"Michael." Oh yes, Michael. Dean knew exactly who Michael was. The senior who every guy wanted to be and every girl wanted to be with; too bad he was gay. Although it was only rumored, Dean could confirm the rumor as he was one of the few people who Vic trusted and confided in and Dean knew that they were together. Dean wondered if Michael's little brother knew.

But it wasn't his business so he just nodded and said, "Yeah, I know your brother. He's on the basketball team, right?"

Gabe gave a small nod.

Sam scoffed. He was getting impatient. "Anyway back to my question, are you going?"

"Yep." Dean responded making the p 'pop.'

"With who?" Sam asked widening his eyes in curiosity.

"Jo." Dean answered simply.

"Really?" Sam uttered. "You're going with Jo?

"Yeah, Sammy, believe it or not, your brother's got game." Dean said cockily. Nobody needed to know how awkward he had been with Jo while asking her out. "Besides, who else would I go with?"

Sam exchanged glances with Gabe. The kid shrugged. Then Sam looked back at Dean and said, "Um.. no one."

"As much as I would like to understand whatever that was, I have to go do my homework." Dean said.

As Dean wandered up the stairs, he wondered if Sam knew. Nah, he crossed that thought out of his mind. There was no way Sam could have figured it out.

A/N: Please review.
I apologize for the long wait.