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When Sam woke, it was in a bed that wasn't his own and without his dad or brother in sight... needless to say, there was a lot of freaking out. He fumbled out of bed and went looking through the apartment he was in... only to find a dog and not much else. Nothing that would tell him where he was anyway or where Dad or Dean was, when they'd be back.

He even got desperate enough to grab the phone and try their numbers... only to find them no longer in use which was just... even weirder. Now he was even more worried.

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He looked at the phone, grinning a little bit to himself. "Dude, you're actually short compared to me."

He was tall even sitting, yeah. All long limbs and... really grown up. He wasn't a runt anymore, was he? And in the photo, they really- did look happy. "That's so cool."

"Shut up." Dean ruffled his hair playfully. It didn't bother him too much these days. He was pretty used to Sam being the taller of the two of them.

He smiled. "Don't get excited, dude. You've got a few years yet before you hit that last growth spurt."

He pulls a face, swatting at the hand mussing his hair. "Yeah, but at least I know that I get bigger now."

He fell back into step, staying close to Dean and just... looking around, thinking. "Wonder how long I'll be here?"

Part of him kind of didn't want to leave, not when things were nice and there weren't any monsters... even if he knew that wouldn't work.

Dean chuckled at the swatting. Sam was already perfecting his bitchface. He shook his head and shrugged a little at the question. "Dunno. Last curse you got hit with lasted about a week. I don't even know what the hell happened this time. You were fine when I left this morning."

When they reached downtown, the street opened up wider and was closed to automobile traffic. Shops lined each side, with horse-drawn carriages wandering through at regular intervals to offer rides and tours.

"The last curse? What was the last one?" He thought they were out of hunting and weird stuff...

When they reached downtown, Sam looked around, a little more excitement coming back to his expression. His eyes darted between shops and the carriages. It was nice to get to enjoy some sights without knowing you're just around for some hunt.

"You turned into a chick," Dean informed him with a grin. "We don't even know how that happened, exactly, either. Neither of us were hunting. You went out with friends one night and the next morning you woke up curvy."

Dean wasn't going to tell him how much they'd both enjoyed that curse. He could always tease Sam about being a girl, though. Sam this age would expect it. He guided his brother down the street, pointing out the various touristy spots and shops. They could take a peek into one of his two favorite candy shops while they were there.

"I-" He felt his face heating up and he stared at the other suspiciously, like he was expecting this to turn into a joke. It didn't apparently. "That's a stupid curse... I can't believe I was really a girl."

That probably added fuel to all those girly jokes Dean made and that just... sucked.

But at least the sights were pretty neat and Sam listened intently to whatever Dean told him about, looked into shop windows as they passed them. And candy definitely sounded good.

It would have been so easy to continue teasing Sam about the girl thing, but he let it drop. Especially since Sam seemed to be having such a good time sight-seeing. He remembered how much his little brother enjoyed exploring new places, when they had the time and weren't hunting something nasty.

Dean let him wander into the shops he wanted to see and they made a stop in the candy store to pick up a few things. When they stepped out, he looked over at his brother. "You wanna grab one of the carriages or head over to the river now?"

He hummed thoughtfully, looking around. The carriages looked neat,but... "Think I wanna see the river, Dean."

Today was great, really. Better than he thought when he woke up in some strange room without Dean or Dad close by at all. He got to actually look around and when Dean wasn't being a jerk or chasing girls, he was always cool to hang out with.

"Sounds good. C'mon." Dean led Sam and the puppy down to River Street. They had to take a steep, long staircase down from the main street to the lower, cobble-stone street along the riverfront. Dean carried Ozzy down, since the pup was too nervous to take the steps down.

On the riverfront, they wandered down even more stores and kiosks of tourist junk and restaurants. There was also a second candy store (the one Sam refused to work at!), which they had to stop in, too.

He had a job working in the bookstore! He didn't need to work at a candy store just for Dean a discount... though Sam, right now, was more than willing to step inside and shop around.

He never pictured himself settling down in Savannah, Georgia of all places, but Sam had to admit... it really seemed nice here, like they had made a real home really.

Dean loved Savannah, really. It was such a quirky town. People were nuts in an entertaining way and their dog could go everywhere. The candy shop worker even tossed Ozzy a cookie when she caught sight of him.

When they were done shopping in the candy store, Dean led Sam back out onto the sidewalk, heading toward his bar and the paddle boats. Watching his brother soak up all the sights and look so happy gave him a little pang, though. It made him wish he'd settled down for Sam a lot sooner. He remembered how unhappy his little brother was at this age, but at the time, he hadn't been grown up enough himself to understand it. Now, he wished he'd done things differently. A lot differently.

Eventually during their walk, Sam looked up at Dean to flash a quick smile. Right now? He was having fun, seeing new things, and not having to hear talk about hunting or training. Still... really sucked to know this wouldn't last though, couldn't last.

He let out a soft sigh, straying a bit closer to Dean, looking down at Ozzy, who was still walking just a little ahead of him. "We've done a lot of walking today, you know." He looked up. "Think we should sit down somewhere for a bit and let Ozzy take a break?"

When Sam moved closer, Dean wrapped an arm around his shoulders again. He nodded at the question. "Yeah, we should probably give him a break. You wanna see where I work?"

He could probably take Sam to the restaurant without too much worry. Sam wasn't as known for visiting him and making public gestures of affection like Dean was at the bookstore.

Sam leaned in when Dean's arm came around him and he nodded. "Yeah, sure."

Seeing where Dean worked, at least, sounded nice even if he couldn't go into the bookstore... which didn't make sense, really. No one would recognize him like this, but he'd save any questioning for later.

Dean walked him down to the restaurant and up the wide stairs to the bar deck. He settled Sam and Ozzy at a table on the balcony over-lookng the river and then went to the bar to get himself a beer, Sam a soda, and a bottle of water for Ozzy. When asked, he told his co-worker behind the bar that his cousin was visiting. The family resemblance was obvious.

He brought the drinks and a menu back to the table, in case Sam decided he was hungry. Handed the menu and the soda to Sam, then sat down to pour out some water for Ozzy into a shallow pan borrowed from the bar.

Sam took the soda and looked over the menu when he was handed it to see if there was anything that looked good on there. "It's a nice place you work at, Dean."

Really cool looking at least. He took a sip of the soda and watched Ozzy drink his water for a few moments, just looking around.

"Thanks, Sammy. I like it. The burgers are awesome." He grinned. "We have a pretty good time here. My co-workers are pretty cool."

He liked the view of the river, too. It was cool to watch the boats and cargo ships sailing by.

"Of course they are. You wouldn't like it if the burgers weren't." He rolled his eyes, leaning an elbow on the table as he looked out.

"What else is good here? That isn't a burger?"

"You just don't know what's good, dude." Dean shook his head, but he shifted his chair around to peer over the menu with Sam. He pointed out a few things that adult Sam seemed to enjoy when he ate here. The food was actually pretty good all around, so anything he picked shouldn't be too bad.

"I know plenty, Dean, but all you ever want to eat is burgers." He wasn't exactly starving after that pizza earlier so eventually, he decided on an order of cheese fries to snack on while they sat there.

Besides, they still had candy to munch on later.

Dean doubled the cheese fries order and then sat back to watch the ships sailing. All in all, it had been a pretty good day so far, in spite of finding his brother shrunk. Hopefully, Sam's questions would stay as benign as they had been. He hated lying to his brother, but there were some things he couldn't answer for him.

"Anything you wanna do after this?"

"Maybe go home?" Felt weird to call that apartment 'home', really, but not in a bad way at all. "We could watch a movie or something."

Sam wasn't stupid, but he wasn't really at the age where he was thinking about Dean as anything but his big brother and it really didn't occur to him to consider the option, even if he was noticing a lot of weird things.

He just couldn't quite wrap his mind around them, that's all. The single bedroom (from what he'd seen anyway), the way that Dean wanted to avoid the bookstore Sam worked at...

Either way, right now? He just wanted to enjoy whatever this was. The peace and quiet, Dean right there with him. "Something with Bruce Lee in it."

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