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[onlytobenormal]

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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[onlytobenormal]

"Yeah, a few things." He looked at the jeans Dean had before taking them over to the dressing room to try the on. They looked about right and, thankfully, they were when he got inside to try them on.

Way better than Dean's hand-me-downs. His brother had gotten pretty tall himself apparently.

Once he was done, he stepped out. "Think we're done here, Dean."

[samefivealbums]

"Alright." He took the ones that fit from Sam and draped them over one arm. The ones that didn't fit, he left on the rack to be put back. "C'mon. We'll pay and then stop somewhere with a bathroom for you to change before we hit the arcade."

[onlytobenormal]

Sam followed Dean while he paid for the clothes and outside to the car, climbing in and getting comfortable. "Thanks, Dean... you really didn't have to buy me anything, you know? Don't know how long I'm staying after all."

But he really did appreciate it.

[samefivealbums]

"No sweat, dude. Besides, I can't have my little 'cousin' running around in clothes that don't fit. Cramping my style." He flashed Sam a playful grin and reached over to ruffle Sam's hair. It didn't matter how long Sam was there. He still wanted to take care of his brother.

Dean pulled into the parking lot of a fast food joint and parked near the door. "Grab what you wanna wear and change in their bathroom. I'm gonna grab some coffee. Want anything?"

[onlytobenormal]

"I'm good, Dean." He grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt before he slipped off into the restroom. He changed quickly and came out as soon as he was done.

"Alright... you get your coffee?"

[samefivealbums]

"Yep. Got it." He held the styrofoam cup in one hand and took his old clothes from Sam. "Let's roll. Time for me to deliver a skee-ball beat-down."

[onlytobenormal]

"Dude, I told you... I'll bet you anything that you don't come close. I'm good at skee-ball." and since his bro seemed so smug about it, Sam would just have to prove it!

[samefivealbums]

"We'll see." Dean tossed the clothes into the back seat and climbed in behind the wheel. Sam probably would win, but Dean had to put up a good front. No sense in letting the kid get one over on him too easy. "I have hidden talents you don't know about, Sammy. I'm a complicated man."

[onlytobenormal]

He rolled his eyes at Dean's insistence, snorting at the 'complicated man' stuff. "What kind of hidden talents? Just skee-ball?"

[samefivealbums]

"I'm a master chef, dude. You saw for yourself! I also mix a mean martini and I can pick up any girl who's actually into guys." Still true, even if he didn't put it into practice these days! "That's plenty of talent, right there."

[onlytobenormal]

"You know how to cook, but there's no way you're a master chef, Dean." He shook his head, smiling a little bit at the insistence that he could pick up girls still.

"I hope your pickup lines have gotten better... they're so lame." Well, that wasn't entirely true maybe. Dean knew how to talk to girls way better than he did. And his brother was cool. If he let on too much though, then he'd get a big ego and he couldn't have Dean gloating all the time.