That Dark hair, Blue-eyed boy [With The System]

Summary: Dean Winchester, Samuel (Sam) Winchester and Castiel Novak are all children in the Foster Care System. How each of them came to be in the System in a secret only they themselves know, they even refuse to tell it to one another. After coincidentally being placed in a foster home together they became like brothers in all but blood, since then they always made sure to be sent to the same home. That includes their current new foster home in Sioux Falls with one Robert (Bobby) Singer. Modern/Human Au!

Characters: Dean. Castiel. Sam. Hannah. Bobby. Rufus. John & Mary Winchester (mentioned). ETC.

Warning(s): Angst, but happiness in future chapters. Child abuse. Crude language. drinking. Alcohol. Smoking. Yelling. A bit of blood. I think that's it...OH AND A WARNING IF READING ABOUT PERHAPS SOON TO BE DESCRIPTIVE ABUSE OR MENTIONS/THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE COULD BE A TRIGGER FOR YOU.

AGES;
Sam: 9 years old
Dean: 13 years old
Castiel: 15 years old

THEY ALL HAVE THE SAME DATES OF BIRTH BUT I CHANGED THE YEARS TO MAKE THIS MORE MODERN.

May 12. 2002

It was yet another cold, windy boring day as any other day they've been sent to a new foster house. Dean sighed as the car continued with its steady speed down the bumpy road. This was the seventh house in eight months him, Cass, and Sammy were being sent to. Honestly he didn't know why their damn social worker, Hannah, bothered trying. Every house they get sent to is always the same; either it's couples who decided they wanted baby's, or they wanted to split him and Sam and Cass from each other, or they were addicts, or just abusive motherfuckers. The last one they were picked up but Hannah when she suddenly showed up and walked in on the bastards knocking the shit out of him.

The longest foster home the three of them been in was only about six months, it all ended when Dean beat the living shit out of the foster dad for slapping Sammy hard enough to leave a bruise, and throwing a beer bottle at Cass's head. Hannah wasn't to pleased to learn about that, SHE EVEN TRIED TO GET HIM SENT TO A DIFFERENT FOSTER CARE! Thankfully one private conversation with Cass changed all that, but to this day Dean still doesn't know what he said to her, he refused to tell him. Not that he gave a damn about what she thought in the first place. She's an idiot if she thought she'd actually get him to leave Sammy and Cass behind, Dean scoffed softly not wanting said person to hear him from the front seat.

Looking around Dean just about jumped out of his skin when he saw Cass staring at him with that blank look on his face that said he knew exactly what Dean was thinking about without Dean even saying anything to him. They've known each other for almost five years now and Cass still was a mystery to him most of the time. Not that it mattered to Dean, ever since the first time they were sent to a foster home together and Cass had gotten hurt protecting Sammy from both the Foster parents when Dean couldn't, both him and Sammy considered Cass an honorary older brother (Though Dean tended to ignore or forget all together the 'older' bit...).

"Dean." Thankfully Cass wasn't going to try and get him to talk about it, "We're almost there."

Dean nodded and turned to shake Sammy awake, who had fallen asleep on his shoulder during the drive. Dean pretended not to be disgusted by the pool of slobber running down his arm.

"Mmgh wha-? De'n?"

Dean chuckled, Sammy was always like some type of zombie after being woken up regardless of how much sleep he had gotten the night before, it was sorta adorable. Once glance at the tiny smile on Cass's face told Dean that he felt the same.

"Wake up Sammy, we're almost there."

"Oh." Slowly Sam sat up and yawned widely, Dean has to bite his lip to keep from yawning as well, "M-My names not Sam'y...it's Sam..."

The rest of the ride to the house was spent in silence other than the sound of the tires on gravel road and of Sammy's occasional yawns, Dean was once more lost in thought and Castiel was staring out the car window seemingly lost in thought as well.
None of them seemed too happy with their current situation, at all.

Bobby Singer's house [Souix Falls]

The place was the most clean it's been in years...the floors sweep, and scrubbed, the clutter all cleared up, the shelves dusted and all the beer bottles thrown out in recycle and any of Bobby's alcohol hidden away.

"What time are the boys supposed to be here?" Rufus leaned against the sofa in the living room and asked his long time friend, Bobby.

Bobby however didn't hear Rufus as he was in the kitchen doing some last minute cleaning (basically shoving everything into the pantry), Bobby had been a foster parent with his wife Karen for a little over ten years but ever since she passed away he had completely forgotten about it That and nobody contacted him about for months before Karen's...accident. Sure when Karen was still alive they actually fostered a kid or two, but this was the first time he'd be getting three boys all at once and be by himself to watch over them, it was also the first time he'd be taking in teenagers well two teenagers and one almost teenager. The oldest he ever had was a nine year old and the kid was jointed at the hip with Karen, the kid wasn't too fond of him however.

Rufus sighed, "Bobby, we've been cleaning since this Hannah lady called asking if you'd take the boys in three weeks ago. Everything's perfect. Although I still don't know why you agreed..."

Bobby sighed running a hand down his face, "I know...I just...hell, I don't know. I want everything to be okay I guess, they're teenagers and well...Karen always wanted kids. If we had them then they'd be about 14-15 years old now..."

"Bobby. Are you doing this as some sort of...reminder of Karen? Honestly I know that you still miss her, but that just plain stupid."

Bobby rolled his eyes, "I'm not as idjit. I know what it's like to be a teen in the system. it's like hell. I was there for a bit after that fiasco with my dad, till my mum got me back."

"Aren't you worried about them acting out?"

"Nah. I won't take no bullshit from them."

Shaking his head Rufus grinned, "Well, I'll be on my way. I'll probably stop by sometime later to see how it's going. Have fun with the little demons."

Bobby stayed silent as Rufus left the house. Now that he was alone, all he could think of the life he could've had with Karen...he didn't even notice that he was lost in thought for almost three hours as suddenly knocking at his front door along with Hannah calling out that she was here snapped him out of his train of thought.

'Let's do this...' Bobby gulped making his way to the front door, he didn't mention it to Rufus but maybe he was a tad bit, just a tad bit nervous.

Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaah. I don't know why Supernatural story ideas keep popping up, or why I keep posting them. I think it's because I have a rule about never abandoning a story I've posted. It just might take a bit to update them all.

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