The next morning Sam saw Dean in the hallway with a bunch of jackasses making fun of him and everywhere he went he heard people talking about it, Dean Winchester being gay.

At lunch Sam walked into the cafeteria and saw that Dean was sitting at a table by himself, he had the look like he watched his cat get hit by a train once again.

That is until he realized that Sam was looking at him, then he put on a smile.

Sam told Jess to go sit down and then went over to Dean's table and the first words that came out of his mouth were, "Are you an idiot?"

"Maybe," Dean said shrugging.

"You told the entire school just to prove a point?" Sam asked.

"Well I guess it's worth it now that you're talking to me," Dean said grinning. Maybe he should be mad at Sam, but he was just glad to have him there.

"You know this is probably the sweetest and stupidest thing someone's ever done for me," Sam said. "I don't know if I should slap you or kiss you."

"Either one's allowed, but I'd prefer the kiss," Dean said. "Besides people might shut up if they saw me kissing a hot guy."

"It's pretty even for which seems more appropriate, so I think I just won't do either," Sam said.

"Hey Dean," Came a voice from behind Sam.

"Adam now's not really the best time," Dean said as his little brother came to stand beside him.

"That's Jo's brother right? I bet he's the one you were talking to online. And that you like him. Is he the reason you came out to Dad and told everyone at school? Are you two dating now?" Adam asked with a smirk and false sense of confusion. He only had shut up when Dean had let his head fall and hit the table. "What's wrong Dean?" The last question came out smugly.

"Do you really think you needed to ask all of that in front of him?" Dean asked as Sam chuckled.

"Well?" Adam asked.

Dean sighed then said, "Yes he's Jo's brother and the one I was talking to online. I do like him and he is the reason I told people, but no we're not dating."

"Why not?" Adam asked.

"Because I'm a jackass," Dean said, then turned to Sam. "I've got to go deal with him."

Dean grabbed Adam's sleeve and half dragged him to the other side of the cafeteria.

"You know trying to embarrass me isn't going to turn out well for you," Dean said threateningly, but with a grin spread across his face. "So if I were you I'd stop before I go tell Sam's sister and all your other friends a few things."

Jess had began to move toward the table the second Dean had gotten up.

"So how are things going with your mystery man?" She asked as she sat down in Dean's spot.

"You know you could just call him Dean," Sam replied watching Dean talking to Adam. He noticed the fact that he was smiling and didn't seem to be yelling.

"Mystery man's more interesting sounding," Jess said. "And you dodged the question. How are things going with Dean?"

"Surprisingly well actually," Sam admitted. "He's more like his normal self. Well I shouldn't say that, he's back to the guy that I'm used to talking to."

"That's good," Jess said. "He's coming back now, but you had better bring him to our table."

"Maybe," Sam replied.

She walked away only to be replaced by Dean seconds later.

"I take it that's annoying brother who reads over your shoulder," Sam said with a grin.

"The one and only," Dean said. "I'm just lucky that he didn't tell my dad. He's the only one who knew about you and about me liking guys."

"Jessica's the only one who knows the whole story about you. . . or really any of it," Sam said.

"I take it that's the blondie who had to come check up on you while I dealt with my idiot brother?" Dean asked.

"Yeah," Sam confirmed. "But you know there was one thing your brother said that interests me."

Dean sighed as he asked, "And what was that?"

"You really told your dad?" Sam asked. "Because I thought that Dean Winchester's number one fear was his dad finding out that he's gay."

"Dean Winchester has a new number one fear," Dean replied. "Dean Winchester's biggest fear now is losing Sam Singer. Ever since he found out that he was a real person that he'd get to see him practically every day."

Sam was shocked by Dean's blatant honesty as he asked, "So how did he react?"

"Better than I thought he would, but I wouldn't exactly call it well," Dean told him. "He's pretty mad and took my laptop away. Although he claims that has nothing to do with me telling him and that it's because it's distracting me from unpacking. Apparently I can have it back when my room's unpacked. Which is going to be never."

"I could help you unpack," Sam offered realizing that this was the reason Dean hadn't been online the night before.

"I'm not sure bringing a guy over would be a very good idea right now," Dean replied.

"I could probably get Jess to come too," Sam persisted. "That way it would just be your new friends helping. Besides he can't get mad if you're actually making progress on your room."

"That's what you'd think," Dean said. "But I guess you can come over." At this point he was too amazed by Sam's offer to care about what might happen.

"Good," Sam said grinning like a small child.

"But if you're going to convince blondie of anything I think we'd better go over there," Dean said gesturing towards Jess who was trying to wave them over.

"You don't have to go over there if you don't want to," Sam said.

"Who says I don't?" Dean asked.

Sam followed him over to the other table.

"My presence is needed?" Dean asked in an arrogant tone. "And before you try and bite my head off just in case Sammy didn't tell you when you checked in on him the new decision is that I'm not a total douche-bag like you guys thought before."

"Sammy did inform me," Jess said wondering why Dean was allowed to call him that. "But I still get to make my decision and so far you're looking like a self-obsessed prick."

"Didn't say I wasn't," Dean said with a grin. "I just said that his new decision is that I'm not a douche-bag. I never said I wasn't one either. But if you're going to be making your decision then have I told you how great your hair looks today?" When he finished talking he grabbed a fry off of Cas's plate.

Cas glared and grabbed his fry back saying, "I don't think I like him, he's a food thief."

"You will," Dean said.

He sat down and Sam just remained standing in shock.

"Sit down dumb-ass."

"Thanks for that Jess," Sam said rolling his eyes as he sat down.

"No problem Sammy," She said flashing a smile.

"I take it you're going to want your spot back in math," Anna said.

"And she's going to want details," Dean said pointing to Jess. "Well I'll just tell you now that I think we're going to have a pretty steamy conversation about square roots."

Cas let out a small laugh causing Dean to ask, "Still dislike me?"

"No," Cas admitted.

"Good," Dean said as he stole a fry and stuffed it in his mouth. "So I know Jess and Anna, but who are these two?"

"Cas and Chuck," Sam responded pointing to each as he said their names. "And this is Dean."

There was a short silence before Dean asked, "So Chuck just doesn't talk or?"

"Some people don't enjoy the sound of their own voice as much as you do," Chuck said before zoning back out.

"He wants to be a writer," Sam explained. "Most of the time his mind's off in some other world thinking of new ideas for his book."

"By the end of the week you'll probably be a character in it," Jess told him. "Cas and Anna are angels, he's a prophet, Sam hunts evil and I'm the lucky dead girlfriend."

"You could be Sam's brother and hunt evil with him," Chuck offered.

"If you make us brothers things might get fairly incesty," Dean said.

The group continued to talk until the bell rang and everyone, even Chuck seemed to like him.

Later Sam and Dean were sitting in math in the middle of class when Sam felt his pocket move.

He discretely took out his phone and looked at it under the desk.

From Jess:

So how's math going SAMMY?

From Sam:

Don't call me that.

From Jess:

Are you playing favourites then? How come Dean gets to call you Sammy?

From Sam:

I already told him not to, he just didn't listen.

From Jess:

Well I'm not listening either.

From Sam:

Be honest, what do you think of him?

From Jess:

Hard to know, haven't had a serious conversation with him. He seems funny though.

From Sam:

Well maybe you'll have a chance to later.

From Jess:

?

From Sam:

I have a favour to ask you.

From Jess:

I'm listening.

From Sam:

His dad isn't taking the whole him being gay thing so well and he took his laptop away claiming it was keeping him from unpacking.

From Jess:

And . . ?

From Sam:

I said I'd help him unpack, but he said it wasn't a good idea bringing a guy. So I said I could get you to come too so that it wouldn't be just me.

From Jess:

I guess I'll go. But you're going to owe me.

From Sam:

No I won't. You want to come so you can study him and find out as much information as you can.

From Jess:

True.

"She can't wait until after class for an update?" Dean asked assuming that it was Jess.

"Couldn't wait until after class to bother me about being called Sammy," Sam corrected.

"Sorry," Dean said shrugging.

"This is a classroom, not a social club," The teacher said silencing them.

After school Dean walked to his car to see Sam and Jess standing there.

"Hey Sammy," Dean flinched as he said the second word. "I mean Sam."

"He's so cute when he thinks he's in trouble," Jess said as if he were a puppy.

"Quiet or you're not coming," Sam instantly said with a bitch-face.

"I take it she agreed," Dean said ignoring their bickering.

"Yup," Sam replied. "In fact she might be a little too excited about it."

"Over-exaggerate much?" Jess asked.

"Not even slightly," Sam responded.

Jess stuck her tongue out at him, so Sam stuck his out at her.

"Suddenly I feel very mature," Dean commented.

Sam's face turned a light colour of red as he returned his tongue to his mouth and Jess did the same.

"So you two are coming over?" Dean asked to break the silence. "What time?"

"When do you want us to?" Sam asked.

"It doesn't matter to me," Dean replied.

"Same," Sam said.

"So if it doesn't matter why don't we just go now?" Jess asked taking control.

Both boys agreed and they were about to go to their cars when Dean's brother walked over.

"What?" Dean asked.

"You're driving me home," Adam told him.

"Can't you just walk like you do every other day?" Dean asked.

"I don't feel like walking," Adam said as he got into the passenger seat of Dean's car.

Dean sighed then got into the driver's seat. Jess and Sam got into Sam's car and followed Dean's car to his house.

"Why aren't you walking?" Dean asked.

"It doesn't matter," Adam said looking out the window to avoid eye contact.

"I'm not convinced," Dean said. "And you are going to tell me or I'll tell Sam's sister about how you still sleep with your stupid teddy bear."

"Dean you can't do anything about it," Adam said. "You have to promise you won't do anything."

"Fine," Dean said fully knowing that he would end up breaking the promise.

"Some idiot in your grade wanted to fight with me after school," Adam admitted.

"Why?" Dean asked, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

"Because of what they found out about you," Adam said quietly.

"Who is it?" Dean asked through gritted teeth.

"His name's Balthazar," Adam said.

"I'll deal with him tomorrow," Dean said.

"But you just promised-" Adam started.

"I don't care, this is my fault and I'll deal with him," Dean said.

"You can't get kicked out of another school," Adam said.

"I don't care about school, I'm going to beat the crap out of him," Dean responded.

"I can fight my own battles," Adam said.

"This isn't your battle though," Dean said. "This is entirely about me. And plus you're the one who had to get driven home before he found you."

"Dean," Adam begged.

"You're not talking me out of this," Dean responded.

"If you get kicked out of this school we'll have to find another one that's willing to take you and Sam won't go to that school," Adam replied.

"So I'll make sure I don't get caught," Dean said with a grin as he parked in the driveway.

Adam suddenly noticed that another car had been following them and smirked when he saw Sam get out of the car parked behind theirs.

"Not a word shrimp," Dean instantly demanded.

"His car's a shit-box," Adam commented.

"I said not a word," Dean said before stepping out of the car.

"Who's this?" Adam asked as Sam and Jess walked over to them.
"She's out of your league," Dean responded receiving a glare from his brother.

"It's Jess," Jessica introduced herself.

"Adam was just leaving," Dean said poorly introducing his brother.

"No I wasn't," Adam said grinning.

"Yes you were," Dean insisted

Sam chuckled and said, "Suddenly I feel very mature."

"Ha ha," Dean said sarcastically. "But he's the immature one, he still sleeps with a teddy bear."

"Yeah and he watches Dr. Sexy MD," Adam said grinning.

"I love that show," Jess responded.

"And I already knew that," Sam said.

"I guess that one backfired on you," Dean said.

"Dean has a-"Adam stopped talking when Dean put his hand over his brother's mouth.

"Remember the conversation from lunch?" Dean asked.

Adam nodded and Dean took his hand away.

"I won't tell them if you don't break your promise," Adam said.

"I'm going to beat the crap out of that jackass either way," Dean said. "So feel free to tell them, but he's not getting away it."

"Just leave it alone," Adam said. "You're going to get kicked out again."

"No I'm not," Dean said gritting his teeth at his brother. "No one gets away with threatening my baby brother except for me."

"Don't be a dumb-ass," Adam protested. "I can handle him myself."

"He's two years older than you," Dean said. "And he's trying to beat you up because of me. If he hurts you that's on me."

"No it's not," Adam said. "It's Balthazar's fault. And I don't need you looking out for me I'm not some little kid."

"I don't care if you want to look tough," Dean said. "You aren't fighting him, I am. End of story."

"But-" Adam tried.

"If you go fight him he won't be the only one beating the shit out of you," Dean threatened.

Jess loudly cleared her throat feeling awkward.

Dean seemed to just remember that they were there as he turned to look at them and instantly silenced.

"You're not going to get kicked out of another school," Adam said.

"I'll deal with you later," Dean said. "Just go away."

Adam walked away hoping that Dean wouldn't have any time to deal with him.

"So . . . you're protective of him," Jess said breaking the silence that had formed since Adam had left.

Dean shrugged awkwardly and said, "It's my job." Sam's silence was making him nervous. After a few seconds he said, "Say something Sam, you're creeping me out."

"Sorry," Sam said. "It's just . . ." He struggled to find the words he was looking for.

"Damn Sam you're velvety smooth," Jess commented.

Sam glared at her and said, "Well I don't exactly know how to word it. 'It's hot how you look out for your brother' or 'I think it's sweet how you're going to beat the shit out of someone for him' didn't sound right."

"They sound good to me," Dean said with a small laugh.


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