"Alright Ben! Nice shot!" Ben gave Dean a quick smile before return his concentration to the game. It was just another sports day, like a million others before, but Dean couldn't shake the feeling that it was all ... wrong. He had spent his whole life poised for danger, ready to fight. Watching kids kick up dust on the soccer field was just weird. He would keep trying though, to adjust, fit in, because he had promised to. Not to Sam or Lisa, to himself, so he could have the life he dreamed of. He just wished he knew how.