Red String of Fate
Some say there is a string attached to the pinky finger of two soul mates from the moment they are born, often twisting and knotting, but never, ever breaking. Of course, like most, Sam and Dean Winchester were skeptics...Until they met the Novaks, that is.
It was a cool autumn morning, and Sam was about to go to his favorite place-The coffee shop on the corner-to write an essay for college. Dean was also preparing to leave, if only to bother his brother and get some of their legendary Apple Pie.
"You really don't have to come, you know, I could just bring you some pie." Sam protested, slipping on a jacket over his red plaid shirt.
"No, I'm coming." Dean said grabbing the keys off the counter.
"You just want to annoy me, Jerk." Sam said, walking outside.
"Maybe, Bitch." Dean smirked, following his brother to the Impala.
Dean drives over to the little cafe. Had they walked, maybe they would have run into the Novaks earlier, and maybe, just maybe, this story would be a lot shorter.
"Hey, Sam! Dean!" The redheaded barista greeted them.
"Hey Charlie!" Sam smiled, shrugging off his coat.
"The usual?" She asked.
"Yeah. Two black coffees, and a slice of Apple Pie." Dean answered.
"Make that two slices of pie." Sam said.
"Okie-dokie!" Charlie smiled.
"Thanks." Sam sat at his usual spot, next to the ceiling-to-floor window, and Dean sat across from him, making clicking noises with a pen.
Sam looked up from his computer and gave him a mild bitch face, "Dude, could you quit it?"
"What? This?" Dean clicked his pen quickly, smirking.
"Yes, dumbass!" Sam groaned.
Dean just clicked the pen faster and faster before Jo came up with the coffees and pies.
"Thanks, Jo." Dean(finally)stopped clicking his pen and looked up at the blonde who was setting the drinks and pie down.
"Anytime." She smiled.
"How's Ellen?" Sam asked.
"Mom's great, she wants to know when you two are going to visit, though."
"Tell her we'll visit next time we're over there." Dean said.
"Okay." Jo smiled, she went into the back area.
Sam continued to write his paper, when he felt a pull on his arm. He looked around, but no one, save Dean, was close enough to touch him, and Sam knew it wasn't Dean.
"Hey, you alright?" Dean asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, fine." Sam glanced around the room once more before turning back to the computer.
"Right." Dean said, looking at Sam worried.
"Dean. I'm fine."
"Okay, okay." Dean held up his hands in surrender, then glanced at them strangely.
"Dean…?" Sam asked
"What?" Dean glared at him.
"Why did you look at your hand like it sprouted a head?"
"I did not!"
"Right."
"Just...do your paper or something!"
"Okay, okay."
"Sam! Dean!" Charlie hissed from her spot behind the register.
"Yeah?" Sam whispered.
She tilted her head towards a table fairly close table where two men were sitting. Charlie was one of their best friends, and was the first to learn they were gay. She, being gay herself, was totally fine and completely understanding.
Sam glanced at the table she was tilting towards. The shorter of the men had golden, shoulder-length hair, but Sam couldn't see his face. The other, however, had dark hair and strikingly blue eyes.
"Dean!" Sam whispered. When Dean looked up, Sam nodded towards the other table.
Dean turned around, and the first thing he saw was electric blue eyes. Their eyes locked for a few seconds before Dean turned back around.
"He saw me!"
"SHH! Act normal! They'll never know!"
Dean nodded and started clicking the pen again. Five minutes later, Sam was done with half of his paper, and he was done.
"Let's go." Sam said, closing his computer.
"Alright."
"Bye, Charlie, Jo!"Sam called, turning to leave.
"Seeya!"Charlie called, winking.
"Bye!" Jo waved.
They got outside, and were nearly to the Impala when Sam and Dean ran into the blue-eyed boy and the golden-haired boy.
"Hi. I'm Castiel Novak, and this is my older brother, Gabriel. Who are you?" The blue-eyed boy asked, glancing between Sam and Dean.
"I'm Dean Winchester, this is my baby bro, Sammy."
Sam sent Dean a bitchface and said, "It's Sam."
"That's what I said. Sammy." Dean smirked. Sam punched him lightly on the arm.
"Jerk." He mumbled.
"Bitch." Dean responded, smiling.
"Nice to meet you two. Are you new in town or…?" Sam asked.
"We just moved here from Virginia." Castiel told them.
"We actually have to go unpack, but Cassie here wanted to meet people, so…" Gabriel trailed off.
"Here." Sam wrote his number on a scrap of paper he had. "Call us if you want a tour of the city, or whatever."
Dean gave Castiel his number as well. "Seeya Cas." Dean got into the front seat and Sam got into the passenger's side after saying bye to Gabriel.
"I told you. Dean has a crush on you!" Gabe said as they walked back to the apartment the brothers were renting.
"Gabriel, we only just met. I barely know the guy." Cas argued.
"Yeah, but he was staring at you in the cafe." Gabe countered.
"What about Sam? You like him."
"Changing the subject now, hmm?"
"So do you like Sam?"
"Maybe. But you like Dean!"
"No. I don't know Dean. Maybe I will like him after I know him. I cannot judge him before learning more about him"
"Uh-huh."
A/N-This is based off a thingie I found on Pinterest. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. For my other fanfics: I'm almost done with Is It Destiny? Chapter Three, so I'll be uploading that pretty soon. If anybody is wanting a sequel for Golden Feathers, I've started it. Thank you for reading :)
-Kittygirl