Here's a possible that I thought of after I watched a video where Jensen said if he weren't an actor he's be "a fisherman with a lot more tattoos" and jared said he would be a "history teacher". I Hope you like it. :D
Sam Winchester got out of the passenger side to his brother's beautiful 1967 Chevy Impala and walked toward the school. Dean dropped him off at work everyday and then headed over to the docks.
Sam was twenty-three, he was a grad student at the local college in this tiny town called Camp Ellis, Maine, and helped teach at the local elementary school while his older brother Dean, at twenty-seven was a fisherman at the tiny dock not even five minutes from the school. They moved to Maine when Sam was only fourteen and Dean was eighteen. Their mom had died when they were young and their father was not one to be reckoned with while he was drinking, and it was rare that he was ever sober so when Dean became an adult they packed up and drove up to Maine from Lawrence, Kansas to find an old family friend Bobby Singer and his long time girlfriend Ellen Harvelle. They always visited at Christmas and Dean and Sam loved it there.
When they moved up there Dean rented out an apartment in Saco, the larger city not ten minutes from Camp Ellis, where Bobby and Ellen lived, and got a job at Bobby's boating dock fisherman place that was combined with his auto garage, and Sam went to the high school in Saco. When Sam graduated from high school he and Dean bought a small cottage on the beach that was right near where Bobby and Ellen lived, in Camp Ellis, while Sam went to the college in Saco on a full ride, he had lived on campus for the regular four years but was now living with Dean while he was in the grad program for teachers.
He walked into the elementary school, ducking the doorway into the halls because he stood at a heaping height of six foot four, and made his way to the first grade classrooms. Sam, because he was to put it bluntly; extraordinarily smart, had started student teaching before he'd gotten his masters degree, this was his third year helping out in the first grade and he loved it.
Today though, was different. It was different because for those two previous years an a quarter of this year he had been helping the first grade teacher Miss Missouri teach but she just recently retired because she's going blind, so today…today Sam meets his new boss.
He walked into the classroom, the kids didn't arrive for another hour, and set his bag down at his make shift desk that was perpendicular to the side of the actual teacher's desk. Removing his coat he hung on the hook of the classroom closet door and pulled out his phone when he felt it vibrate.
"Dean?" Sam answered.
"Hey kid, Jo just called me," Jo was Ellen's daughter, at the same age as Dean, and was like a sister to the boys, "Said we're havin dinner at Bobby's."
Sam smiled, "Oh cool, that'll be fun, we haven't been over in a while."
"I know, Jo's been on my tail about it, I dunno why she doesn't bother you about it." Dean grumbled.
"Because Jo loves me and knows you'll probably say yes to anything she says." Sam said with a laugh.
"You had to go and teach her the dumbass puppy dog eyes." Dean replied.
"Hey, I did not teach her, she just realized that you're a wuss that can't say no to his baby brother." Sam was grinning and Dean laughed.
"Whatever, Sammy."
"Will we have time to stop by the house?" Sam asked.
"I dunno, what for?"
"I just wanna drop some of my stuff off, whenever I leave my papers in your car they end up smelling like gasoline and old spice." Sam grimaced.
"Can it, Sam, do not diss my baby." Dean said sternly and Sam laughed, "Yeah we probably will. I can't pick you up tomorrow though." Dean added.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"I have my appointment. Benny's gotta finish my tatt, it's almost done." Dean explained.
"Oh, yeah okay. I like this one, so I guess I don't mind. I'll bring some clothes and jog home or something."
"Alright Lance Armstrong." Dean said sarcastically.
"Hey dickhead," Sam said glancing at the clock to make sure kids weren't coming in yet, "Lance Armstrong was a cyclist not a runner you moron."
"I can hear your eyes rolling Sammy."
"Bye Dean, I need to go." Sam said smiling.
"Yeah, yeah, bye Sammy." Dean said.
"Be careful." Sam added before Dean hung up.
"I always am." Dean said and they hung up.
Sam shook his head and pocketed his phone. Dean could be so weird. His head snapped up when he heard someone clear his throat.
Standing in front of him was an average sized man, around five foot eleven, pale ivory like skin, black hair that was messier than Harry Potter's and great big blue eyes.
"Oh geez, sorry, you must be the new teacher. Hi, I'm Sam Winchester, your student teacher." Sam said pushing off of his desk and sticking out his hand. The slightly older man shook it.
"Hi Sam, I'm Castiel Novack, very new teacher, nice to meet you." He said with a smile, his voice was super deep and it took Sam by surprise. A lanky dude like this didn't seem like a deep voice kinda guy.
"Yeah, likewise. Sorry if you uh, overheard my weirdo conversation with my brother." Sam said blushing a little with embarrassment.
"Its fine, I have two older brothers who are more eccentric than I care to admit. Though they don't talk much about Lance Armstrong they do, on more than one occasion, deserve to be called 'dickheads'." Castiel said with a chuckle.
Sam threw his head back and laughed.
"I live with my older brother, Dean, and he usually picks me up from work but tomorrow he's getting a tattoo finished so he can't pick me up, and I told him I would jog home and he, in turn, called me Lance Armstrong." Sam said grinning.
Castiel laughed. "That's extremely amusing. You're brother sounds…interesting."
"Yeah he's pretty different. He works at Singer's auto shop and boat docks, drives a 'classic' car that is terrible for the environment and is covered in tattoos." Sam said describing Dean in a quick summary.
"He sounds like a badass." Castiel said laughing, "I have two older brothers. Both names after angels like I am. Lucifer, the oldest literally lives up to his name sake and has been arrested more than I probably know for small counts of arson during his high school career and now owns a Bakery Coffee shop with my other older brother Gabriel, who comes up to about my shoulder, is addicted to anything with sugar, and plays pranks so well he could get paid for it." Castiel said removing his coat and sitting in the desk to look at everything that Missouri left for him.
"Wow, I think you win in the weird older brother department." Sam said with a smile also sitting down at his desk.
"It says here that when we start our science topic a man named Dean comes in to talk about marine life? Is it your brother Dean?" Castiel asked.
"Oh yeah, he didn't go to college but he's been obsessed with the ocean since he was like ten, he's a genius when it comes to marine life, boat engines, and cars." Sam said counting them off on his fingers.
"This isn't your first time being a student teacher?" Castiel asked.
"Nah, I've been the student teacher for the first grade here for two years, this year is my third, I'm getting my Masters Degree." Sam told him shyly.
"Wow, that's impressive." Cas said looking up at him, "And it seems you are more experienced than I am. I was only a student teacher for one year, so I'm counting on you to help out, it's my first year of like, real teaching." He explained.
"No problem." Sam said smiling, and then the kids started rushing inside and hugging his legs.
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Sam was standing on the front steps of the school waiting for Dean and talking to Castiel.
"But yeah Sam, I can give you a ride home tomorrow, I'm sure my brother wouldn't mind at all." Castiel told his student teacher that he had become fast friends with.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked him and they turned when they heard the loud rumble of an engine and the deafening Led Zepplin rippling through the parking lot. Castiel watched Sam roll his eyes and then ignore the sound.
"Yeah Sam, I'm positive. Can you bring in some of the stuff you've brought home to correct tomorrow so that I can look at it and review what Missouri has done so far?" Castiel asked.
"Yeah definitely, no problem. If you ever wanna come over and have a giant correcting party then feel free, Missouri used to all the time." Sam offered with a smile.
"I will most likely take you up on that offer since I'm awful at keeping up with correcting homework." Castiel said with a laugh, but before anyone could say anything else, they were rudely interrupted.
"SAMMAYYYY LET'S GO OR JO'S GONNA RIP YOUR HAIR OUT." Dean shouted from the open impala window.
Castiel laughed and Sam rolled his eyes again.
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT SASS." Dean added with, flashing a grin. Castiel couldn't get a good look at him, just that he had hair a little lighter than Sam's and really white teeth.
"I'LL BE RIGHT THERE DEAN, GOSH CHILL OUT." Sam shouted back. "Sorry about that, I gotta go, family dinner, see you tomorrow." Sam said with a smile.
"Sure bye Sam!" Castiel shouted as he ran towards the impala.
"And thanks again Castiel!" Sam added and got into the passenger seat, and Dean rode away.
"Soooo, who was that hot dude and why do I not know him?" Dean asked as they drove out of the school parking lot. Sam laughed. Dean was bisexual and Sam forgot about the rule: always tell Dean about your hot coworkers.
"I was getting to it, geez patience." Sam huffed, "Missouri retired remember? He's her replacement. His name is Castiel Novack, his brother's own that bakery that just opened up next to the corner store." Sam explained.
"Oh hell yes, I get to meet him when I come talk to the rugrats." Dean said with a grin. Sam grimaced.
"Dean, do you have to hit on every attractive coworker I have?"
"Well yeah, how else am I supposed to meet people, there aren't any bars here and I work at a salvage yard and boating dock. Do the math Sammy."
"Whatever just don't love him and leave him Dean, he's really cool and super nice." Sam said and then got out of the car real quick to put his stuff in the house before they went to Bobby and Ellen's.
The next day Jo was at the tattoo place with Dean because she and Benny have been dating for like three years and well yeah, so as Dean was having Benny finish the shading on a wicked awesome anti-possession tattoo that was going over his heart while Dean's tiny blonde best friend was drilling him with questions.
"Wait, so you want to bag Sam's boss?" she asked with a grin.
"Noooo!...well not right away!" Dean tried defending and Benny laughed. "He's like super hot you don't even know."
"Hotter than me?" Jo and Benny asked at the same time.
"This is why you two are in a relationship." Dean deadpanned, "And yes, hotter than both of you combined." He added, and could have sworn Benny stuck the needle in a little deeper than he had too.
"Can we meet him?" Jo asked.
"Well, just like come in as my assistant when I teach the little gremlins about fish and shit." Dean said to Jo.
"What about me?" Benny asked wiping away some extra ink and blood.
"Jo can snipe a picture and send it to you or something." Dean said shrugging, and almost messed up his tatt. Dean had gotten to the point where he had so many tattoos that getting them didn't even hurt anymore. He wasn't completely covered but one arm had a sleeve from the elbow down, both his shoulder blades were covered, one on his neck and some on his right leg, and now the one on his chest.
"When are you going in?" Jo asked.
"In two weeks." Dean answered.
"Ha! That means you have to live vicariously through your brother." Jo said laughing hard now.
"Fuck you." Dean grumbled.
"Um no, that's my job." Benny said with a wink and Dean threw up in his mouth.
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"You're suurreeeeee your brother is fine with giving me a ride?" Sam asked as he and Castiel packed up and left the classroom.
"Yes Sam, I am absolutely positive." Castiel said with a smile and Sam followed him outside, "That's his car right there." Castiel said pointing.
"He drives a BMW?" Sam asked incredulously.
"Yeah I'm pretty sure he either black mailed someone or one it in a poker game." Castiel said and lead the way to the silver BMW that was parked on the sidewalk. The short golden haired and golden eyed man rolled down the window.
"Gabriel, you parked on the fucking sidewalk." Castiel deadpanned.
"Cassie, I just wanted to be as close to you as I could without getting out of the car." Gabriel replied.
"Okay, whatever. Gabriel this is Sam, my friend that we're driving home." Castiel said gesturing towards Sam.
"Holy shit, you mean gorgeous Samsquatch? Well hello, my name is Gabriel Novack and you get shot gun." Gabriel said with a wink. Sam blushed a little and chuckled.
"Even if that bothered Sam severely and he wanted to sit in the back I don't think he could." Castiel said looking at Sam.
"Yeah, log legs can be a curse." He shrugged and got in.
"Oh honey, log legs are never a curse, only a gift." Gabriel said with another wink and asked where Sam lived.
As they were driving they talked about work and how school was going or how the bakery was doing, Sam had never been but he grew up around the corner store and assured Gabriel he and Lucifer should make out okay business wise.
Then the check engine light started flashing rapidly.
"Shit, I don't know how to fix a fucking engine, come on baby, go away." Gabriel said hitting the dashboard while they were at a stop sign.
"Gabriel, I told you winning cars from people in poker games was a bad idea." Castiel said with so much sarcasm dripping from his voice that Gabriel could swipe it off his forehead.
"Cassie, I did not get her in a poker game. I got her from one of my previous coworkers that had accidentally searched porn on my computer and I blackmailed him." Gabriel said with a smirk.
"I told you it was one of the two." Castiel said to Sam.
Sam was about to reply when the car started making loud clinking noises.
"Gabriel." Castiel said with severe warning in his voice. Gabriel sighed dramatically. Sam looked at his watch.
"Hey Dean might be done with his tatt, we could stop at the garage to see if he can look at her." Sam suggested.
"Lead the way Sammoose!" Gabriel shouted and Sam directed him to the shop.
Dean was sitting on the dock with Jo and Benny after he finished his tattoo. It was sore and a little puffy and he had plastic rap on it. He worked at a dock though so who needs shirts right?
"HEY DEANNN! YOU HERE?! DEANN?" Dean heard his little brother yell.
"Sam's here?" Benny and Jo asked.
"I guess so." Dean said and they all got up and went to the front of the shop.
"Sammy?" Dean called out, and saw his giant little brother get out of a wicked tiny BMW.
"Hey Dean." Sam said with a grin.
"SAM!" Jo said and ran to give him a hug.
"Jo, you saw me yesterday." Sam said returning the gesture.
"I know but you're my second favorite" she said with an evil grin.
"Whooa whoooaaaaaaa." Dean said holding up his hands, "I thought I was your second favorite?"
"Who's your first favorite?" Gabriel said in a flirtatious voice, he and Castiel kinda snuck up on them.
"I am." Benny said smiling and crossing his large arms. Gabriel nodded and smiled, letting Benny know he was absolutely terrified.
"Dean, Jo, Benny," Sam said, "This is my boss, Castiel Novack, and his really short incredible flirtatious brother." He said introducing them, "Castiel, Gabe, this is my brother Dean, our basically sister Jo, and her boyfriend/our best friend Benny."
"Hi." Dean said flashing his signature charming smile and walking right up to Castiel to shake his hand. "It's nice to finally meet you." He added.
Castiel was, to make a long story short, in a large state of shock. Sam's brother Dean has successfully petrified him with how gorgeous he is.
Dean was shirtless and in a tight pair of well fitting wrangler jeans, light wash, and some ratty black boots. He had a very new anti possession tattoo on his chest, an anchor wit a rope on his right forearm, a skull on one shoulder, a sleeve from his elbow to wrist that was classic rock themed, and Winchester across the top of his back and shoulder blades in fancy writing. He was all muscle, tight abs and large shoulders and chest and oh god his back dimples made Castile's knees turn to jell-o. His face was the best part, his muscled neck had a Latin phrase on it that meant brothers and Sammy underneath it, and his jaw and cheek bones were so sharp and perfect and his eyes were incredibly superbly green that Casitle couldn't think of something to compare them too, and his lips, they were so fucking plump and dark pink that it was hard to breath.
Castiel swallowed. "Uhm, hello Dean, it's nice to meet you too." Cas said smiling and gaining back his composure, "Sam has told me a great deal about you."
"I bet you ten bucks he didn't say how gorgeous I am." Dean said with a smirk and a laugh. Composing some confidence Castiel said, "He certainly didn't." and winked.
It was Dean's turn to blush and turn into a puddle of goo.
"So what're you doing here Sammy?" Dean asked his brother.
"Gabriel's check engine light is on and it sounds like there's a rabid raccoon stuck under the hood." Sam explained.
"It was NOT that bad…." Gabriel said and Casitel and Sam glared at him, "Okay, yeah it was pretty bad."
"I'll look at it," Dean said nodding, "Bobby's not in and I forgot my key so you'll have to come back tomorrow to fill out the paper work."
"I'll have to send Cassie over because the bakery's gonna be busy tomorrow, that's okay even though it's not his car right?" Gabriel asked Dean and shot Castiel a wink that was only seen by him and Sam.
"Hmm? What, oh sending Cas? That's absolutely perfect." Dean said, and smiled.
I started another one. I am a monster. You all probably hate my guts because all I do is start them and it takes me a jillion and seventy eight years to finish them. I won't blame you if you like stop reading all my shit. Love u. review if you still love me even though I am terrible. One Love :D
Liz.