Author's Note #1

OK so this week looks like it will be a little slow so I should be able to upload quite a few chapters! :) Without further ado, here's chapter 1!


Chapter One: Harvard

Sam will be the first to admit that he is nervous as he is taking his first steps into his dream school because he's not like his older brother who likes to pretend that he is an emotionless robot. But here they are and Sam can't help but feel apprehensive and jittery as they are walking down the hallway behind the guide who seems a little too unenthusiastic.

Dean will be the last to admit that he is just as nervous as Sam is feeling because, you know, he's the stoic older brother that is too cool to show any external emotions but he can admit to himself that he is feeling a nervous quake all the way in his bones. Walking down the hallway, barely paying to attention to where the guide was leading them, Dean found himself alone. No Sam in sight. He looked around and saw several classrooms and decided that he could just ask one of the professors to tell him where the admissions office was so he could wait for Sam to finish the tour of the campus. He quietly walks into a very large hall full to the brim with students in the middle of an engaging lecture from the very young looking professor in the front. Dean found a seat at the front right next to the door and he couldn't help but listen to the shiver-inducing gravelly voice of the teacher. He vaguely remembers bits and pieces of what was being said but he really can't say for certain. Dean was floored by every physical aspect of this man in front of him; dark disheveled hair (really, it looked like he spent the night engaging in very naughty activities and just hadn't bothered with doing his hair), those deep ocean blue eyes that seemed to encompass the entirety of human knowledge behind them, and that pale complexion that had a very prominent shadow on it. Dean is sure that this guy was the only man in existence that could pull of this look and make it absolutely sexy. Before he knew it, everyone was packing up their bags and lining up on their way out the door. Dean took it upon himself to just walk out of the room with the students because he didn't trust himself talking to that man. He didn't trust a damn bone in his body.

As he made his way out the door he asked a random student, "Hey, kid, can you point me in the direction of the admissions office?"

"Yeah, sure man, it's two buildings over to the right from here."

"Thanks, kid." Dean turned in the direction that he was just pointed in but immediately turned around and said, "I've got one more question if that's alright with you."

"Yeah, dude, what's up?"

"What's that guy's name?" He asked as he pointed to the door of the room they had just piled out of.

"Oh, him? He's the new History professor. He just started this year, supposedly the youngest teacher they've had in a while. His name is Professor Novak."

"There a first name to go with that?" Dean asked in a way that he hoped didn't sound too stalker-ish.

"Yeah uhhhhh hold on…I have to think about it. Give me a sec…it's such an awesome name though…OH! Castiel! That's his name! He told us that he was named after the angel of Thursday. Parents must have been some sort of religious nuts or something."

"Thanks, man."

"No prob!" replied the student as he stalked off in the direction of his next class.


Dean felt like he was literally walking on sunshine as he made his way towards the admissions office. He has never felt this giddy in his entire life and he hadn't even talked to the guy; there was just something about him, you know? He couldn't help but smirk to himself as he thought about what Sam's reaction would be to his having a school girl crush on a teacher. Dean admittedly has a problem when it comes intellectuals. He absolutely cannot keep his hands off of them. Sam calls it a nerd kink, but whatever.

As he walked into the office, he could hear his brother talking to the dean of admissions who was offering him to attend the school for free since Sam has some of the best credentials he has seen in a while. Dean could hear his brother's breath hitch and shakily say that yes he would very much love to attend the school since it has been his dream to go here for a very long time. Dean took that moment to walk in and see his brother shaking hands with the dean with tears in his eyes. Sam rushed towards his brother and gave him the most crushing hug he has given to date. "Dean!" He exclaimed loudly, "I got in!"

"I know, Sammy, that's great! I heard; walked in just as he was tellin' ya. I'm so proud of you, little bro. Let's go celebrate! Dinner, on me! And a six pack to share when we get to the hotel, how's that sound, eh?"

"Yeah, man, that sounds awesome!" said Sam as he wiped the tears from his eyes.


That night the two brothers make their way back home from dinner with their six pack in tow as they settle in for the night at the hotel they're staying.

"Dean, oh my God, we have so much to do in the next few months, man! You've got to quit your job. We've got to move from California to here. We gotta start looking for places online. Do we want to get an apartment? Or a house? You've got to find a job here…we have a lot to do before August, man." Blurted Sam so quickly that Dean isn't sure that his brother took a breath at all.

"Ok yeah, Sam, we do have a lot to do but it's only friggin' January so hold your damn horses!" exclaimed Dean as he sat on his bed and opened his beer. "Listen, the first thing we need to do is make sure that you get all the right paper work into the school on time. Don't worry about me, I'll find a job. You know your big bro, he's got a lot of talent that's marketable. And you know that there ain't nothing I wouldn't do to make sure that you've got everything you need. Fuck, I'd go to hell for you, man," Dean knows he's being a little extreme but there really isn't anything too demeaning in this world that he wouldn't do if he knew that doing that task would keep his little brother from harm.

Sam couldn't be more proud to have a brother like the one he was given but he wishes that Dean would realize that he wasn't as expendable as he sees himself. Sam doesn't want to ever have to think about a life without his brother. "Dean, man, I'm sure that you won't have any issues finding a job but I think that I want to get a job too just so that we can afford a nicer place, you know?"

"Are ya saying that you don't like how we've been living, Sam?" asked Dean in a falsely accusing tone. He knows what Sam meant but he just likes to get his brother riled up every now and then for his own amusement.

"Dean, you know that's not what I meant. I just hate to see you work so hard all the damn time and I want to help. You know that I can get a job as an assistant to a professor, right? So my job will be on campus anyway. It'll work out fine."

"Alright, Sammy, if that's what you feel you need to do."


Author's Note #2 Alright guys, what did y'all think?. It's not much, I will admit that this story has a bit of a slow start but just bear with me please, I promise to deliver the goods! ;3 I'm no expert with how universities run so...sorry about any inaccuracies there. Please R&R and I promise to reply to everyone in turn but if you post as a guest, I can't reply :(