(This is in the summer. Late July/Early August.)
"Deeaaaannn..." Sam groaned, "Do you know when Dad's coming back?"
"No, Sammy, I don't. Why don't you go do your geeky stuff or read a book? In your room." Dean snapped. He was trying to sleep.
"Fine." Sam huffed and stomped up the stairs to his room, mumbling "Don't call me Sammy."
Their mother died from an armed robbery in Sam's nursery when he was only six months old, and Dean only four years old. Their dad, John, was currently deployed, as usual, and Dean had to take care of Sammy. Again.
Dean's phone rang, causing him to jump. He answered an unknown number saying "Dean Winchester speaking."
"Hello? Dean? I have some tragic news." an unfamiliar voice said through the phone. His stomach dropped.
"W-what is it?!"
"I am so sorry to inform you that your Dad has passed. Died in battle. Just so you know, he got a Purple Heart, too."
"W-what?" Dean couldn't have heard that right. This must be a mistake. Must be someone else whose name is Dean and has a father in the Marines.
"John Winchester died in battle. A warriors death, to protect a friend by the name of Bobby. Bobby left to go back home, after experiencing something as horrid as watching his best friend die in battle."
"Bobby? As in Bobby Singer?"
Bobby's an old family friend of the Winchester's, he helped John cope with Mary's death, and was like a second father to the boys.
"Yeah. Bobby Singer."
"But where will Sammy and I go?" Dean's voice cracked, and he winced at showing such a vulnerability to a stranger.
"Bobby and his wife, Ellen, are adopting you two."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Bobby and Ellen have no kids together, but Joanna Harvelle, or Jo, Ellen's daughter, considers herself Bobby's kid, because her dad died when she was really small. They lived in Sioux Falls, while Sam and Dean lived in Lawrence. We get to move. Yay. Dean thought sarcastically. He hung up on whoever he was talking to as Sam came back downstairs.
"Dude, who was that? And why are you crying?" Sam sat down on the couch next to Dean, who just noticed the tears falling down his face.
"I don't know. Dad's—Dad's d-dead." Dean broke down into sobs and Sam froze. Did I just hear him correctly? Dad can't be dead. It isn't possible.
"B-but, where will we go?" Sam wondered aloud.
"Bobby's place." Dean sniffed, and Sam hugged him. It wasn't everyday Dean cried, so Sam comforted him on the days he did: if the bullies were at him, despite Dean being the most popular, if Dean was depressed—Again-because Dad was gone for awhile and missed some special event, etc.
"Okay. I'll go pack, alright?" Sam asked. Dean nodded and they both went upstairs without another word. Since Dean's seventeen, as soon as they'd packed everything and loaded it into a black nineteen-sixty-seven Chevrolet Impala(AKA:Baby), he drove them to Sioux Falls.
They got there by the next morning. Dean only stopped once to get a black coffee. Sam slept with his head leaned against the warm window.
Dean sighed as he pulled up into Bobby's Auto shop that he worked on in spare time. The sun was just beginning to rise. Dean gently shook Sam awake.
"Wha-...Where am I?" Sam mumbled, sleep still messing with his brain.
"Sammy, we're in Sioux Falls, at Bobby's, remember?" Dean said gently. Memories of the past day flooded his mind. Of course. They were living with Bobby now.
They got out of the Impala and walked up to the door. They would get the bags later, after getting proper sleep.
"Bobby!" Dean pounded the door and Bobby answered, fully dressed and awake, with dark circles under his eyes.
"Sam. Dean. Come inside, I have two rooms right next to each other and connected by a door for you." Bobby let them in and led them upstairs to the conjoined room, right next to Jo's and across the hall from Bobby and Ellen's room.
Sam went into his side mumbling a quiet "G'night." to Dean and Bobby. Dean followed him nodding to Bobby, and falling asleep as soon as his head hit the feathery pillow on top of the soft bed.
…
~*~Sam's POV~*~
Sam had more trouble falling back asleep than his brother. He couldn't stop the flood of emotion he felt. Dad's dead. Sam tried to sleep. He really did. But it was impossibly hard, and he only managed to fall back asleep at 7:00 AM.
"Sammy!" Dean pounds on the door that conjoins the room, and Sam wakes up after only a few hours of sleep, "Breakfast!"
Sam groaned and pulled himself from his curled up position and stretched. He glanced at the digital clock on the far wall. 10:00. "Coming." Sam said already pulling on a red plaid shirt and a pair of jeans.
Sam walks out of his room to see Dean waiting for him. They walk downstairs together, and see Bobby, and Ellen in the kitchen, putting bacon, eggs, and pancakes onto plates, and Jo clearing their messy kitchen table.
They silently sat down at the table. Dean nodded slightly at Jo, but Sam seemed unresponsive to everything. When Bobby and Ellen put the plates on the table, Sam didn't even blink, and Dean barely touched a thing of his meal. Jo ate, but slowly, and Bobby and Ellen hadn't even made themselves plates.
John Winchester's death affected them all, Sam and Dean the most. Sam spent the remaining time of day in his room(after they'd gotten the bags), and Dean helped Bobby work on the cars.
After about two weeks, school was about to start up, and Dean was a little more active, but Sam had spent the entire time there in his room, never coming down to eat or anything, but he did have meals sent to him upstairs.
One day before they had to go to a new school: Sioux Falls High, Sam came out of his room. He looked happier than he had a few weeks ago, and talked, for the first time since that first day.
"Hey, Jo?" Sam asked.
"Hmm?" She replied.
"What's it like there? At the school?"
"It's actually really nice. There are a few groups of bullies, but they won't hurt you or Dean. I promise. There's this redhead—Charlie—She's my friend, and I think you'd get along well. And someone named Castiel—or Cas—Who loves school and studying just as much as you. Also a guy named Gabriel—Gabe-He's the one who pulls a ton of pranks on the teachers and other students."
"Really? Is it fun?"
"Yeah! The teachers are awesome!"
Dean came onto the room. "Hey Sammy!"
"Hi Dean."
"Whacha talking about?"
"The high school."
"Ugh. Boooorrring." Dead complains.
They laugh, and for the first time since their Dad's passing, Sam actually feels happy.
Dean insists on driving them to school, so Ellen can work at The Roadhouse(Her restaurant/bar.), and Bobby can work on the cars. Sam is really excited, and nervous to start there. From what Jo said, it was a great school with only a handful of bullies and nice teachers. Sam hoped she was telling the truth.
"Calm down, Sammy!" Dean begged.
"Don't call me Sammy." He complained, "It's Sam."
"Right. Sammy." Dean smirked.
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
Dean pulls up into a parking space and they all climb out of the car. Sam takes a deep breath, and Jo waves at two girls who make their way over.
"Hi." Said the one with black hair and a mischievous twinkle in her eye , "I'm Hannah." She stuck out a hand to Sam and Dean, and they both shook.
"I'm Anna." Says the one with red hair and a kind smile.
"I'm Dean, and this is Sammy." Dean said.
"Sam!" Sam hisses. The girls giggle.
The five of them walk into the school together, before Sam and Dean break off to go to the main office for locker numbers and combinations, class schedules, etc.
They walked down the halls and finally found the office with a woman typing on a computer. The name tag read: Mrs. Owens.
"Hi." Dean said as politely as he could manage, "I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam. We just moved here and were told to come to the office for information?" Sam swears Dean is being more polite than ever.
"Ah, Yes!The Winchester boys!"
She pulled out two short stacks of papers, handing one to Sam and the other to Dean Sam looks at the list Locker Number 45, Combination 069578, Class Schedules, Teachers and classes, AP or regular, even a map of the building.
Sam smiled at Mrs. Owens before leaving, Dean right behind him.
"What's your locker?" Sam asked.
"47. Yours?"
"45."
They walk down the halls, finding their lockers in just under 5 minutes. Textbooks are in there, and they put the rest of the supplies away. The first bell rings, and Sam looks at his schedule: 8:00-9:00-History with Mr. Benning in Room 305
Sam walks around until he finds room 305, occasionally looking down at the map. Just as the final bell rings, he opens the door.He sits in the back next to a blonde girl, who smiles.
"I'm Jess." She whispers. Sam smiles.
"I'm Sam."
"Are you new?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
Sam clams up and looks away. Tears are forming under his closed lids.
"Never mind. Sorry."
…
~*~Dean's POV~*~
Dean rushes to his first period class: Math in 226. He opens the door and runs to the back just before the teach, Mrs. Leigh, walks in. Dean rushes to the last empty seat, behind a girl with dark, slightly curly hair, and next to a quiet boy with piercing blue eyes, a tan trench coat, and rumpled, dark hair.
"Hi. I'm Dean." He whispers over to the boy with blue eyes as Mrs. Leigh starts the lecture.
"Shhh!" The other kid hisses. Dean holds up his hands slightly. He obviously likes school.
Mystery-boy is in a few more of Dean's classes before lunch, and Dean tries to figure out his name, but he just ignores Dean.
~*~Sam's POV~*~
After Science(the class before lunch,) Sam goes to the cafeteria and gets in line. He scans the room for anyone he recognized. A cheerful redhead walks to where he's standing.
"I'm Charlie. Are you Sam or Dean?" She asks
"Huh?"
"Jo said two new students were joining the school, and there names were Sam and Dean. Sad she considers them to be brothers. Which are you?"
"I'm Sam."
She held out her hand and Sam shook it. "Nice to meet you, Sam, I think we'll be good friends."
Sam nodded in agreement. They sat together for lunch, and talked and laughed. Turns out, Charlie was a complete geek, too, and loved school as much as Sam. They talked for awhile before Charlie said,
"Hey, Sam, that dude is totally checking you out."
She pointed across the room to a short blond-haired boy with golden eyes and a mischievous smile.
"Maybe he's checking you out." Sam teased.
"I'm gay, and the whole school knows, so he's definitely not checking me out." She argued.
"Well, fine. Who is he, anyway?" Sam asked.
"Gabriel Novak, he's a basketball player, and the everyone calls him 'The Trickster', because he pranks teachers and students."
"Jo told me about him. What grade is he in?"
"He's a Junior. So you're a Freshman, I'm a Sophomore and Dean is a...?"
"Senior."
"Sam, are you gay?" Charlie asks the question randomly, and Sam has to think before answering. Should I tell her? She told me, so, Charlie can't really judge.
"No. Bi, though." Sam glances away, embarrassed, and sees Gabe walking towards him.
He turns back to Charlie who smirks.
"Hi... I'm Gabe. You're new here right?"
"Yeah, I'm Sam."
"Hey, Charlie."
"Hi, Gabe." She smiled up at him, then said, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Be right back."
Charlie left, but not before winking at Sam. Gabe chuckled and sat down. "So, Sammy, why'd you move here?"
"It's just Sam. I moved here because-" He broke off and closed his eyes for a minute before continuing, "My brother and I moved because our dad died."
"What about your mom?"
"She died before I turned one."
"Oh." Gabe whispered, "Sorry. How did your dad die?" Gabe was just a naturally curious person, he didn't want to be rude.
"At war."
"Oh. Sorry." Gabe said again, "I never knew my mom, and my dad went into a drinking phase for awhile."
Charlie was walking back towards them and Sam smiled at her. Gabe got up, shot a smile in Sam's direction, and left.
~*~Dean's POV~*~
Dean and Sam have separate lunch periods, and Dean couldn't find anyone he recognized, so he plopped down at an empty table. Dean ate his food in silence until someone slid in next to him.
"I'm Castiel." said the dark haired boy with blue eyes Dean had seen in almost every class.
"I'm Dean. Nice to properly meet you."
"Oh, you mean how I wouldn't talk during class? You know, I come here to learn."
"Whatever. Still nice to meet you." Dean smiled at the boy and held out his hand for a handshake.
Castiel blushed and shook his hand. They spent the rest of the lunch period laughing and talking. After lunch, however, a group of people came over to their table.
"OoOOOOOOoooHhhhHhh!Cassie's got a boyfriend!Cassie's got a boyfriend!" They singsonged.
"Go away, Balthazar." Castiel complained.
"Who's gonna make me?" They laughed.
"Me." Dean stood up, completely calm and composed, despite their situation.
"OoOoHhH! Look his boyfriend's standing up for him! How adorable!" Said a different kid
"He's not my boyfriend!" Castiel argued, also standing.
Dean walked over to the one Cas had called Balthazar, and punched him square in the nose. He whimpered and cowered away from Dean, who had learned self-defense from his dad. Balthazar had a nosebleed and ran to the nurse's, the others not far behind.
Dean went to sit back down, but noticed Cas avoiding his gaze.
"What's wrong?" Concern laced the words. Maybe I upset or scared him.
"T-they called y-you m-my b-b-boyfriend." Cas sniffed, and Dean realized he was crying.
"So? Cas, they're just bullies. Probably homophobic."
Cas still wouldn't meet his gaze, so Dean quietly said, "I'm bisexual."
Cas' head snapped up. "Really? I'm gay, and they've been bothering me about it since I came out."
"Maybe they'll leave you alone after what I did to that guy—Balthazar, was it?"
"Yeah." Cas laughed "Where did you learn that?"
"My dad. He was a Marine."
"Was? Oh! I'm sorry."
The bell rang indicating lunch was over, and Dean winked at Cas before leaving. They were in all of each others classes, and sat next to each other.
After school, Dean waved to Cas, before walking to his Baby, and getting in. Two minutes later, Sam was in the car, and in a much better mood.
Jo climbed in a few minutes after and they went to back Bobby's.
…Dinner...
"How were your days, everyone?" Ellen asked, smiling.
"Fun." Sam said.
"Meh. Besides the school part, great." Dean said. They all laughed.
"It was good. I got to catch up with friends on summer and stuff." Jo said.
"Did you boys make any friends?" Bobby asked, joining the conversation.
"Yes." They both answered.
"Tell!" Ellen exclaimed.
"We met Anna and Hannah, and I met Charlie and Gabe."
"I met someone named Cas. And Balthazar with his little clique."
Jo groaned at the mention of Balthazar. "He's the worst. Did he hurt you?"
"No. But he was mean to Cas, so I punched him in the face."
Bobby laughed, "That's m'boy."
After dinner, they went to beds, all smiling. Even Sam, who had been really sad since their dad died, was in a good mood. They were excited to see their new friends, and get phone numbers.
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N-I know this sucks, but writing is hard, which is a crappy excuse, but whatever. Please leave reviews. I will be continuing others soon, when my writer's block is better. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, know I will update soon (probably0
~Kittygir