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Dean-22

Sam-18

Kate-14

The first 40 minutes of the drive home were silent. Neither Sam nor Kate said anything, each waiting for the other to speak up first. After the first 5 minutes of not talking, Kate couldn't take the silence anymore so she turned on the radio to drown out the lingering tension in the car. She rested her head in the palm of her hand as she gazed out the window. The cities and building went flying by as they cruised down the interstate, heading back to their motel room.

Finally Sam couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up, "You wanna talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about, Sammy," Kate replied, not taking her gaze off the passing trees.

"Yes there is. Tell me what's bothering you. Something changed when I was talking to those professors…" As much as he didn't want to have this conversation, he just wanted to get it started.

"It's nothing, I'm just happy you get to finally do what you want," Kate said. It wasn't a complete die; she really was happy for him. She just wasn't telling the whole truth. Kate turned her head to look at Sam, who just so happened to be doing the same. Their eyes met for a second and somehow that was all it took for Kate to finally come out with what was bothering her. "I don't know…I knew you always wanted to go away and do this college thing, but I guess I just never thought that it would be forever." Kate turned back towards the window, not wanting to see her brother.

"Who said anything about forever?" Sam asked softly.

"It's practically implied, Sam. There's no room for our hunting family between your apple pie and white picket fence lawyer life," Kate said, trying to hide the hurt in her voice.

"You know I don't want to hunt for the rest of my life, and now is my chance to get out. There's so much more normal stuff out there, Katie. But none of this means that when I go away to college that I'll be gone gone. I'll always be a part of your life, no matter what. You know that, right?" Sam explained, his voice gentle and sincere.

"Can we at least be realistic? It's either one or the other. Normal or Hunting. They don't mix and guess what? You can't have both. So when you leave this summer…it's just…," Kate paused as she felt her throat begin to clench shut. "It's just, I don't want it to be like that."

"It doesn't have to be that way, Kate! You know I will always be there for you when you need me." Sam kept his gaze on the road, not wanting to look at the pain he was sure was in his sister's eyes. The topic of conversation wasn't exactly an easy one.

"Yeah, but pretty soon you are going to have your own life outside of this certifiably crazy family. One that I'm not going to be a part of…" She discreetly wipe away two lone tears that had escaped.

"You act like we are living in the 50's. There's the phone, emails…heck, I'd even hire a carrier pigeon if it came to it." Sam was trying to convince her it was all going to work out.

"And when Dean and Dad want to know who I'm talking to all the time? It's not like I have a long list of friends who just love to call me up and chat. I'm sure all of this will go over real well with them…But seriously, you'll be in that big, huge library so much that you won't even have time for me…" Kate didn't want to take away from his excitement, but somehow she felt like she just surprised herself with her own pity party. She had never known her mom, so in the grand scheme of things, Sam was about to be the first person to leave her.

"Come on, Katie. You know that's not true…Besides the library isn't even open 24 hours, so I'll have to leave sometime," Sam tried to lighten the mood, but realized he had failed because as he looked over at his sister, he saw her wipe away one last tear. He felt his heart shatter. He had never really thought how this would affect his little sister. He would do anything to not upset her, but this was just something he couldn't change. This was his chance to get out. He had to get out. And if all went right, in 4 years he would be able to get her out too.

Kate took a few deep breaths to steady her voice to reply, but before she could, the abrupt sound of her cell phone ringing caused their conversation to be put on hold. She reached to pull it out of her pocket and looked at the caller ID on the screen: The Short One. She sat up at lightening speed, causing Sam to look over at her. She held up her phone and said panicking, "It's Dean! Dean is calling me!"

"Shit," Sam muttered as he quickly turned into the right lane and then pulled off on the side of the road.

"I have to answer or he'll know something is up! We're supposed to be home from school now!" Kate was freaking out. The last thing they needed was for Dean to realize they took the Impala for a non-emergency, not to mention that the non-emergency was a trip to college.

Sam turned off the engine and looked over at his sister. "Pick it up!" he ordered.

At that order, Kate opened up her phone reflexively. "Hello?" Her heart was pounding in her throat. She took small, silent breaths to try and collect herself.

"Geesh, what took you so long? I gave you that phone for you to answer when I call, not just to sit around and listen to your stupid ringtone!" Frustration was already clear in Dean's voice. Leave it to him to skip over the pleasantries of "how are you" and get to the point.

"Oh…uh…," Kate began, trying to come up with some excuse, any excuse. Sam's eyes silently pleaded her to just play it cool and not to mess this up. He didn't have much faith in her right now after he had witnessed her poor lying this morning. "I was in the bathroom," she finally blurted out.

"The bathroom?" Dean questioned, immediately becoming suspicious.

"Yeah, you know…taking care of business," she managed to get out.

"Uh huh…," Dean trailed off, obviously still doubtful.

"What? Do you want me to draw you a picture or something?" Kate retorted, hoping to just change the subject. She felt like she was being cornered.

"What?! Uh, gross, Kate!" She gave Sam a small smile, showing that things were finally back on track. Dean continued, "Anyway, I'll be home in an hour. We finished up and Dad's gonna drop me off cuz he got a call from Caleb for some help." Kate froze. She felt her eyes almost jump out of her head. Dean instantly picked up on the silence on the other end. "Hello? Kate! Minutes aren't free, you know!" Dean scolded.

"Ok, cool. Uh, what time did you say you'd be back?" Kate asked, nervously. Sam finally understood why Kate's face had dropped. He shifted in his seat as a wave of panic jolted through him. He knew it was a bad idea to go to Stanford. Dean and his dad always found out everything. He was going to be dead.

"I don't know! In like an hour or something. Why does it even matter?" Dean was getting annoyed with how weird Kate was acting.

"Just want to know if you're gonna pick up dinner," she replied. Sam gave a slight nod in approval of how good she was covering.

"Yes, I'll freaking get you guys dinner. Kate, what's going on? You're acting more freakish than usual...Is there…is there a GUY in the room with you!" Dean's voice rose at the end. It was more of an accusation than a question. He thought he'd finally figured out what was going on and was not happy about it. He had always been known to jump to conclusions based on little evidence.

"What?! Dean, there's no-," she was cut off.

"Son, give me the phone," came a muffled voice as the phone got passed over. "What's going on over there, young lady?" John's voice boomed.

Kate squeezed her eyes closed. She definitely didn't see this one coming. "Oh, hi Dad! Nothing is going on! I swear," Kate said. Sam ran a hand over his face, knowing they were done for now that John was involved.

"Then why is Dean saying you're with a boy?" John asked, accusingly.

"Cuz he's an overprotective freak who is making things up!" Kate was getting offended now. This conversation had taken on a life of its own.

"Kate…," John said sternly. She would never be able to figure out how John did it. He could just say her name and make her feel like a little, disobedient girl being scolded all over again.

"The only boy here is Sam!" she quickly shoved the phone to Sam, who gave her a pissed off look.

"Hi Dad. Yeah, everything is fine here…yup, just me and Kate. No one else….I promise….Ok, sir. Bye," Sam finished. Kate couldn't hear what John was saying, but it was pretty easy to pick up on. "Well they bought it. Now we have to haul ass and get there before Dean does!"

"So quit wasting time and get this car into gear! We still have more than an hours drive ahead of us!" Kate shouted as she sat back in her seat. Both Kate and Sam could feel the adrenaline pumping through them. They HAD to make it home. She willed the car to just go faster.

Music from the radio and the sound of the wind buzzing in through the rolled down windows was all that filled the Impala for the rest of the drive home. They didn't want to bring back up their previous conversation. There was no point; it was like they were talking in circles anyway. And they had a much more pressing issue at hand. Every possible scenario of what was awaiting them back at the motel kept running through Kate's head, and she was sure Sam was thinking about the same things.

Sam pulled into the motel parking lot and strategically parked the car exactly how he remembered seeing it. "Do you think he's back yet?" Kate asked in a panicked voice as she quickly got out to double check that the car was parked okay.

"Hope not…" Sam finished locking the doors as he tossed the room key to Kate. She opened the door slowly, peeking inside. When she didn't see any mysterious shadows, she knew they had made it before Dean. She waved for Sam to hurry and come in. She closed and locked the door as Sam threw his stuff down on the table. "Shit!" he yelled as he looked out the window. Kate followed his gaze out the window and saw her dad's familiar truck pulling in the parking lot, coming from the opposite direction they had.

Kate stumbled as she tried to take off her shoes and make her way over to the couch, wanting to make it look like she had been there all along. Sam followed suit and was first to sit down and turn on the TV. Kate practically dove onto the couch, just as she heard someone unlocking the door.

"Miss me?" Dean joked as he closed the door behind him. Sam and Kate both looked from him over to the window, just in time to see the truck pull away. "Oh, Dad says hey," he finished. As he walked over to take a seat on the chair beside the couch, he did a once over of the room, trying to figure out what had been going on. "So what'd I miss?"

There was a slight pause before anyone answered, which only added to Dean's growing suspicions that something was amiss. "Nothing much. Same old stuff as always," Sam said nonchalantly as he continued to flip through some channels. Dean turned to Kate and raised his eyebrows as if waiting for a response. Lying to Dean on the phone had been easy, but now that he was giving her that look, things were not good. She quickly diverted her gaze to the TV as she tried not to stumble over her words.

"Oh, you know…pretty boring...Sam knows how to suck the fun out of everything. He's a real dictator when it comes to finishing all your homework on time," Kate replied, hoping to stay in Dean's good graces by making fun of Sam, something that Dean always approved of, being the loving brother he was. She inwardly smiled; she had finally told a decent lie today.

Dean looked from one back to the other. He knew something was up. He'd practically raised these two and nothing got past him. "Well okay then…I'm gonna get some grub. Be back soon," Dean said as he headed out the door. He would catch them sooner or later. It was only a matter of time.

When the familiar sound of the Impala's engine fired up, Kate and Sam breathed a sigh of relief. The hard part was over now. But instead of hearing the Impala drive off into the distance, the engine was immediately turned off. The sound of one door slamming shut and almost immediately followed by the motel door opening pierced their ears. "Ok, someone want to tell me what the hell you did!" Dean demanded.

Kate threw Sam a worried look, but was met with eyes that said 'knock it off'. "What are you talking about?" Sam thought playing innocent must be the best route.

"Don't play stupid with me. I know you drove the Impala." Dean crossed his arms and narrowed his gaze.

"Well looks like you're the stupid one because we didn't." Kate tried to help out.

"Oh yeah? Then why was some punk ass boy band coming out of the speakers when I turned her on? Now I sure as hell don't remember listening to them ever. So let's see. Both of you look not on the verge of death and I don't see any cops on your ass. So why did you touch my car?" Dean was aggravated. He thought he had been very clear on the rules about his baby.

"Dean…uh, you see, we were just…," Now it was Sam's turn to stumble over his words. Kate knew she had to do something. She dug down deep inside and mustered up every ounce of bravery and self-confidence she could find. She put her hand on Sam's knee, signaling him to stop talking.

"It's okay, Sam. Let's just tell him the truth," Kate began. Sam reached out and grabbed her arm, tightly squeezing it in a silent plead to not do this.

"Well?" Dean demanded.

"I…I had a girl-mergency and Sam took me to the store," she stated. Once the words left her mouth, Sam removed his death grip from her arm and inwardly rejoiced.

"Girl-mergency?" Dean repeated, not fully understanding where this was going.

"Well, when a girl becomes a woman, her body goes through some change-," she began to explain.

"Oh, god. Stop, stop, stop!" Dean yelled as he put his hands up for extra emphasis on the stop part. He stared at Kate, still not believing what had just come out of her mouth. He felt like every Winchester rule had been broken in a single sentence. When Dean's horrified stare was returned with a smirk from Kate, he turned around on his heel and made his way back towards the door, but not before grumbling, "What did I ever friggin' do to deserve a sister!"

As they heard the Impala start up again and actually take off this time, Sam and Kate let out a huge breath; they didn't even realize they had been holding it. They both began to laugh as they exchanged a high five.

"Gotta give you credit. You're lying has definitely improved since this morning," Sam joked.

"What can I say? I'm a Winchester. Lying must be in my blood." Kate smiled as she relaxed back on the couch, thankful they had managed to slide by without anyone finding out. It was Sam's secret to share, and now was just not the time.

As they settled in to watch TV and wait on Dean, Kate couldn't help but replay through everything they had talked about in the car. She rolled her head over to look at Sam quickly. Maybe he was right. Maybe they could stay just as close while he was at college. Maybe things wouldn't really change at all. She looked back at the TV and closed her eyes as she felt her pessimistic side come out. Who was she kidding? Things were about to change drastically and she had no choice in the matter. Well she'd be getting lots of practice with her lying skills now; she'd learn how to throw on a happy face and act like everything was okay. She'd do as she had always done, and muddle through somehow.