Supernatural Death Note

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Sam and Dean Part I

Sam was working on research for the ideas they'd had for their future.

Dean had entered quietly and stood behind his brother, reading over his shoulder. The ideas for the cabin in the mountains looked like good ones. He knew L had done some work.

"Seems like a good idea," the hunter said quietly.

"Thanks," he'd heard the other enter the room.

"How the hell do you do that? There's no way you should've heard me. That elevator is opening and closing constantly, so I know it wasn't that."

"Certain spots on the floor creak just slightly."

"Sam...Sometimes, you scare me."

He grinned. "You did well training me. So you like the ideas so far?"

Dean set the laptop on the table, and looked at the things his brother had found. "Yeah, I do like it. There's about five bedrooms in the cabin. We can turn one of them into our home office. For internet, we'll probably have to go satellite. I don't imagine we can get anything else out there."

"Matt said the provider they use is reasonable."

"Okay, sounds good to me. When do you think we can start working on this? I mean for real?"

"We can start now, getting plans together."

"Works. What do you need from me? I've no idea what to look for or anything. We ought to take a trip out there, see what L did, and go from there. I still have no idea where the hell we are. Do you?"

"No, I thought it best not to ask given the secrecy L operates in. Not that I blame him. I was thinking we need to see about getting a practice test for ACT and SAT for you."

"Seriously? I got to take tests to get into college? Damn, Sammy, I don't remember you doing that."

"I did...took both of them because some schools accept one or the other."

"Okay, then. How do we do this? Right now, my record isn't so hot. L said he'd help, but I don't know when."

"Right now, there are sites where you can practice to get your skills up. And I'll work with you to brush up on your maths and stuff."

Dean nodded, looking slightly pale, but he did like this new Sam, who made decisions, asked for discussion, then carried them out.

"You're well read, so that's not a problem. We can work on writing, too, since that will come up; and you'll have to write up proposals when you're ready to push your ideas for your new vehicles."

"Yeah, well, I'm not good at that. I haven't tried hard since you left for Stanford."

"I can help you, no problem. I can send you the links to practice that."

"All right, college boy. We can do this, right? You really think I can get through college? It will take a long time because it's online, but that doesn't bother me. You really think I can do the work?

"I do and for several reasons. One, you are stubborn and don't quit. Two, I know you well enough to know you're smart enough to do this and determined. And three...I believe in you."

"You really believe in me, Sam? That's new, man. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I found a couple of schools that would do well for what you're wanting, also." He'd kept himself busy today.

"Online? This is great!"

He grinned. "Want to see? I bookmarked them. "Dean was acting like a kid on Christmas morning, anxious to open packages. He slid his chair over closer so he could look over Sam's shoulder.