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Shadow Lane: A Winchester Obsession
Fic: What Sam Learned At College 
9th-Nov-2009 02:34 pm
Jared/Jensen 2
Title: What Sam Learned At College
Characters/Pairing: Dean, Sam
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied prostitution
Spoilers: 5.07 The Curious Case of Dean Winchester
Word Count: 392
Disclaimer: Do not own, just playing in somebody else's sandbox.
Summary: Sam learned fast that a scholarship didn't cover everything but without a family to fall back on, he had to find other ways to make money while in school.

A/N: Written from a prompt by strgazr04 at the Sam and Dean drabbe*a*thon

 

“So you beat Patrick fair and square?”

Sam huffed out a breath and glared at the shadowed landscape as it blurred past the passenger window. He understood why Dean was asking, knew his poker skills never lived up to Dad’s expectations, to Dean’s, but that didn’t mean that sometimes he couldn’t manage a win.

He had been, after all, at college and his scholarship hadn’t paid for things like food or a place to live off campus. And after his first horrendous year of trying to fit in, trying to get used to that many people around constantly, it was either find a place off campus or quit. Quitting hadn’t been an option, he had refused to go back to his family and face their dad in defeat or, more importantly, lose everything he had worked his ass off for. 

At least, he told himself that it was the latter, not the former that had kept him there.

But working at the cafe just off campus had rarely made him enough for rent, tips included, and that left him in need of other ways to get cash for food or the rare occurrence of going out with friends.

“I know you think that I did nothing but study at college Dean but...”

Dean cut him off, his tone gleeful and proud, “Sammy took the rich boys to the cleaners.”

It was the first time since they had gotten back together that his brother sounded glad to have him around, he turned to face him and only had to force his smile a little.

“Kinda.”

He cuffed him on the shoulder, “Way to go Sammy.”

Sam watched him settle his hand back on the steering wheel and turn his attention back to the dark road before letting his smile fade.

It was true that he had learned how to fleece drunken college kids but he couldn’t always find a game and the times he couldn’t, he had learnt fast that there was another way to make quick cash.

Sam swallowed thickly against the phantom taste of bitter salt at the back of his throat and returned to staring out the dark passenger window. Somehow he didn’t think Dean would be nearly as proud of the other skill he had learned at college. 

He would just have to make sure he never found out.


End.
 



 

Comments 
10th-Nov-2009 04:50 am (UTC)
Dean always thought he knew Sam so well

Other skill, that sounds very interesting. Please tell me you will be writing it
6th-Jan-2010 11:38 pm (UTC)
New Years Resolution: Should have something to do with keeping up with everything...would be easier if Santa had gifted me with more hours in the day...

Well everyone needs their secrets, even Sam and at least this one isn't as bad as the blood...maybe.

I've actually got a tiny bit written as a sequel but it ventured off into slash territory so I'm not sure if I'll finish it. It appears that I can't write a gen fic...I used to be able to write gen...I blame it on Sam and Dean. ;)
15th-Jan-2010 01:24 am (UTC)
Blame it on whoever you want as long as you keep writing !
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