Dean woke up on the couch. He'd fallen asleep watching Doctor Sexy. He turned it off and rubbed his eyes. What time was it? He had no idea, but, it was light outside when he looked out the window. He went into the kitchen and started to make some cereal in a bowl for Sam. He yawned and poured some milk in the bowl. Sam came in and smiled at Dean, who handed him the cereal. "Hey, thanks, man. You don't need to make me cereal anymore though. I can do it myself." Dean looked at him, totally confused. "Oh, yeah. huh, must be my subconscious habit." Years of taking care of Sammy left him forgetting that he was 14 now. Jeez, his baby brother was getting so old. "Oh, by the way, last night Dad said he was going to be doing a job in Wisconsin for a few days, so I'm in charge." "As always." Sam muttered. "Hey, when you magically turn older than me, then you can be in charge." Sam rolled his eyes. He was tired of being bossed around by Dad and Dean. Dean toasted a bagel and ate it plain. "Okay, you get ready for school, and remember, I have work after school, so you gotta catch a ride with someone else, or walk home. Be careful!" Dean instructed. Sam nodded and slung his backpack over his shoulder. ***After school, Dean was at his job at a local grocery store. He was bagging someone's groceries and groaning. He'd rather be hunting vamps or something than this.