Warning: Mentions of child abuse
Panicked Sam took off in a sprint. Too concerned with trying to figure out where he was he ran straight into a drug dealer. Sam fell to the ground with a groan. The man turned towards him with an awful smirk on his face.
"Well well boys look what we have here. Fresh meat" he sneered.
Sam backed away frightened into a dumpster trapping himself. The man and his gang closed in on the terrified teen. The man yanked him up to his face. He was about to bust his jaw when a female voice stopped him.
"Hey Raphael leave him alone!"
The man, Raphael, turned to glare at the girl. She was dressed in an old pair of jeans and a faded jacket. Her black hair spilled past her shoulders in a tangled mess. Sam saw her grey eyes glinting in the darkness. Raphael smirked. He dropped Sam and stalked over to her.
"If it isn't the littlest Novak. Where's your brother? Too afraid to come out anymore?" Raphael crooned.
He caressed her cheek. She shrugged him off disgusted. The rest of Raphael's group started to back away uneasily. The girl was radiating a strange sort of energy. Sam felt it too. He watched from his vantage point as Raphael pressed himself up against her.
She locked eyes with Sam for a moment. He saw a wicked glint flash across them before she nodded. Somehow understanding what she was planning he nodded back. He carefully pulled himself off the ground and inched towards her.
Raphael was so caught up in trying to fuck her that he didn't notice what they were doing. Raphael's group had all but abandoned their leader. With a well-placed knee to the groin the girl sent Raphael sprawling to the ground.
"Run" she commanded.
She grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him down the alley. She led him through the maze-like streets with practiced accuracy. Finally she stopped letting Sam catch his breath. It had been two years since he'd last run like that. Once he recovered she led him down a few more back alleys at a more reasonable pace. She kicked in the door to an abandoned building and pulled him in.
"This is where me and my brother live" she explained.
Sam could dimly see a fire going in a corner. He followed the girl back to find a small campsite. Tending to the fire was a worn looking young man. His black hair was almost as long as his. He was clad in a T-shirt and faded jeans like his sister. He looked up from the fire at the newcomer with startlingly blue eyes.
"Really Alice?" he asked.
"What? Raphael was giving him a hard time" she said.
He patted to the ground next to him. Sam sat down next to him uneasily.
"Castiel. But my friends call me Cas" he said.
"I'm Sam"
"Nice to meet you Sam" Cas said.
"So what're you doing on the streets?" Alice asked.
"What'd you mean?" Sam said.
"Obviously you're not homeless so what's your story?"
"Oh, I ran away from home" he said sadly.
"Why?" Cas inquired.
"My brother can't pay for our apartment. It's my fault actually. I keep taking money to pay for coke." Sam admitted. "It's better for him if I stay gone"
"What happened?" Alice asked.
"What'd mean?"
"You didn't start shooting up for no reason so spill"
"My mom died giving birth to me. It tore my father apart. I was completely unplanned. Dad didn't even want me but mom insisted. After her death he kind of lost it. He started drinking heavily. Dean had to raise me. It wasn't until I was five and Dean was so absorbed in school that he started abusing me. At first it was just verbal. He'd call me worthless and stupid, say I wasn't worth my mother's life, that I should've died instead of her. When I turned thirteen he started beating me. He made me do all of the house work. Told me I didn't deserve an education. Dean had secretly enrolled me in school online. I barely graduated high school. When Dean went to college the abuse got worse. He started breaking bones. I can't tell you how many of my breaks are improperly healed. When I was sixteen he dragged me in the car with him to go see a 'friend'. I was terrified. I had heard him talking on the phone to someone about how much a sixteen year old sex slave paid. I begged him not to sell me. He was drunk and looked away from the road. We crashed headfirst into a semi. He died on impact. I had a broken leg and internal bleeding. I was so scared I was going to die. I didn't but ever since that night I've been using. It makes me feel like I'm actually worth something. Something more than a useless sex slave. I'm obviously not. I mean I've had three relationships and all three of them abused me" Sam sniffled. "I figured Dean would be better off without me anyway."
Alice wrapped an arm around his shoulder pulling him into a hug. Sam sobbed hoarsely into her coat. Until now he had never told anyone why he was really in the car that night. He was too ashamed. But being here with these two homeless siblings who had nothing but each other made him feel safe, loved. He never had anyone to talk to before, Dean had always been too busy to talk.
"Let's get you home your brother is probably worried sick" Cas said.
"How do you know?" Sam snapped.
"Because if my little sister vanished into thin air I would be terrified" he replied coolly.
"I'm sorry" Sam whispered.
Castiel shook him off smiling. Alice helped the sniffling teen to his feet. The three of them exited the building and headed towards the main road. Once he was able to get his bearings Sam pointed the way out to his apartment.
He was rapidly coming down from his high and had to rely heavily on Alice's shoulder. She bore his weight without complaint. The whole world was spinning around him. All Sam wanted was another fix. Just to take the edge off. Flashing red and blue lights brought him back to reality.
The cops where at his house. Shit he was high. He remembered what the officer had said. One more time and he was in jail. Alice shifted him to the ground. She slapped his face gently bringing him around.
"Hey, hey Sam wake up" she murmured. "Look the cops are at the door. I'm gonna give you a little cut on your head. It shouldn't hurt too much, like a prick but it'll bleed like no other. Okay?"
"Mhmm" he slurred.
He dimly watched as she pulled out a pocket knife. He felt a small prick of pain followed by the warm flow of blood. He clumsily reached a hand up smearing on his face. Bright red coated his fingers. He blinked at it stupidly.
Alice hoisted him back to his feet. They staggered to the door. Dean was in the doorway talking frantically to an officer. He kept pushing a hand nervously through his hair. When he saw Sam he let out a relieved sigh. Pushing past the officer he embraced his baby brother crying.
"Oh Sammy I was so worried please please don't run away ever again please" he begged.
Sam meekly clung to him feeling tears well up. Dean was beside himself for him being gone an hour. An hour. Sam mentally slapped himself thinking how selfish he was. He could vaguely hear Dean asking him what happened. It was Alice who jumped to his rescue.
"A couple of dealers jumped him. He got roughed up a little bit there wasn't too much damage. It looks worse than it actually is" she explained.
Dean babbled his thanks as they led Sam into the house. Alice set him down gently on the couch as Dean showed the cops out. Castiel stood awkwardly in the doorway. He watched as his sister retrieved a first aid kit and cleaned the small cut on Sam's head. He was barely conscious.
"Come on Cas I'm pretty sure Dean doesn't bite" she teased.
Cas hesitantly sat down in an armchair opposite the couch. He tapped his foot uncomfortably. Dean was rummaging in the kitchen for some extra glasses. The smell of fresh coffee filled the small living room. He came into view balancing four cups of steaming coffee. Cas immediately stood up and retrieved two from his hands.
"Thanks, coffee's one of the only things that'll snap him out of a...hey I know you"
"I'm sorry?" Castiel asked confused.
"You're that guy from the bathroom" Dean said dumbly.
Alice sniggered from the couch.
"Giving head in the stalls Cas?"
"No no no no I mean from work. You were the guy that ran out without your coat. You thought I was going to call the cops on you" Dean explained.
Cas uneasily shifted. He stared at his feet ashamed. Dean set the other two cups on the table and walked back into the kitchen. Cas stared desperately at Alice pleading for her to let him leave. Dean came back moments later with his newly cleaned coat clutched in his grip.
"I washed it for you. I was hoping you'd be back at work when I got in tomorrow I was gonna give it to you"
He scratched the back of his neck nervously. Castiel took the coat from his hands astonished. Nobody had ever been this kind to him, only his sister. He managed to stutter out a thank you before slouching back into the chair blushing. Dean smiled and handed him a cup. Alice took one and placed it gently in Sam's hands. He sat up and sipped it obediently. Dean nodded to Castiel.
"Go on its good I promise"
He took a hesitant sip enjoying the warmth as it trailed down his throat. He shot a polite smile at Dean before he all but disappeared behind the glass. Dean sat down at Sam's feet and took a long drag from his. He analyzed the two newcomers carefully.
"Thanks for finding Sammy" he said.
"It was no big deal" Alice said "He was in trouble so I helped. It's what good people do"
"Not too many of those in the world" Dean said.
"You can say that again" Cas mumbled.
"How'd you two end up in the street?" Dean asked cautiously.
"Oh, that well dad died when we were young and mom kind of gambled and drank away every penny he left us." Cas said.
They sat in silence for a moment as Dean absorbed this information. Castiel wasn't so much different than him. He had a younger sibling who depended on him too. They were both struggling to keep their only living family alive. Dean felt a sort of bond to this stranger. Before he could stop himself he blurted out a suggestion.
"Why don't you two stay here with me and Sam?"
Both Alice and Cas stared at him as though he had grown a second head. Sam awoke from his stupor drunkenly. He had heard Dean's proposition and was waiting impatiently for an answer. Castiel exchanged a nervous glance with his sister. Alice's eyes were gleaming with hope. She silently begged Castiel to agree.
"Okay" he whispered.
Alice let out a very girly squeal of excitement. She threw her arms around her brother. Cas laughed at her childish behavior and returned the hug. Dean beamed at the two. This is what would really help Sam kick his habit. A real family, where everyone loves and accepts him. He held up his hand to silence their chatter.
"Okay, okay look it's really late and I have to be up early for work. It's gonna be tight quarters but I'm pretty sure there's enough room here for four of us. Alice you can take my room it's not much but..."
"No way I'm not taking your space" she countered.
"It's no big deal really" Dean said.
"I'm not taking your space" she repeated firmly.
"Dean...she's not gonna listen" Sam mumbled. "She can stay in my room"
"Oh no I'm not taking your room either" Alice snapped.
"How about we share huh? Is sharing so bad?" Sam asked wearily.
"Fine" she huffed.
"No dice I don't trust you Sammy" Dean said.
"You're such a hypocrite. I'm still a virgin you jackass and I'm not going to try anything" Sam growled.
A tense silence filled the room as Dean contemplated Sam's words carefully. Alice started as she felt Sam's warm hand slip into hers. She smiled warmly at him. He was exhausted, she could read it all over his face.
"Okay fine you two can share. Castiel do you want to stay out here, on the couch, or do you want to share with me?" Dean asked.
"Please if we are residing in the same house together call me Cas. And if it is not too much of a bother I would very much like to share your room" Cas replied.
A small smile graced Dean's face.
"Of course I'm fine with it. Alright let's get to bed. Sam you're about to drop. Alice you are NOT allowed to let him out of the house for anything" Dean stressed.
"No problem I can do that" she promised.
She hoisted Sam to his feet and managed to half drag half walk him to his room. Sam collapsed on the bed exhausted. Coming down had really hit him hard this time. He saw Alice looking at him with a smirk. Reluctantly he pushed himself off the bed. He rummaged through his drawers search for something that might fit her. He extracted a pair of old sweats and a plaid button up.
"It's not much" he mumbled. "But it's better than sleeping in your jeans again."
Alice accepted them gratefully. Without warning she began to strip off her clothes in front of him. Sam couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Underneath the dirt and grim was a beautiful woman. Her body was lean and lithe, every inch pure muscle. Her skin was a tiny bit tan. A bright red blush spread across his cheeks. Sure he'd watched his ex's change but he never truly felt sexually attracted to any of them. But sitting here watching this stranger change had heat pooling down in his abdomen.
He quickly tucked himself under the covers to hide his growing erection. Alice looked at him quizzically. Once she was dressed she stood in the middle of his messy room looking lost. She looked at Sam utterly confused. Smiling wearily he patted the spot next to him. Hesitantly she climbed in next to him. Once she was settled Sam rolled over and tucked her against his chest. Alice sighed happily nuzzling against him. Sam's heart fluttered. Exhausted he gave in to sleeps sweet embrace with the warm weight of someone that cared pressed to his chest.
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