Author's Note #1:

Hey guys! This is chapter two! Let me remind you guys that this story has a bit of slow start so please bear with me! :)

Chapter 2: Recollection

Sam graduated with very high honors from Stanford that May. He received many congratulatory spiels from his professors and well wishes to go along with them. By the time July came around, the boys were situated in Massachusetts right off campus in a spacious two bedroom apartment. Dean had a job that would start in a week and Sam was taking a brief moment to talk a professor about the TA job while Dean was doing some touch ups around the place.

A few hours later, Sam comes bounding in with a huge smile on his face; Dean could practically feel the excitement radiating from his brother but decided to humor him anyway with, "Alright, Sammy, spit it out. How did it go?"

"It went great! I totally got the job with Professor Novak. He teaches one of the undergrad Law classes."

The name Novak stirred a far off memory in Dean and his mind drifted as Sam continued to talk animatedly about his new job. Sam should be used to this by now, Dean usually has a distant look on his face when his little brother was set on ranting about stuff that nobody "gives a rat's ass about" as Dean can often be heard saying. He really was racking his brain to trying to recall where he had heard that name when it hit him. It was the name of that super-hot professor he saw back in January when he came to visit with Sam.

"Hey, Sammy," interrupted Dean mid rant, "what's his first name?"

"Well, if you had been paying attention AT ALL to what I was saying, you would know that his name is Gabriel, Dean," replied Sam with a little sass.

"No, it's not," interjected Dean.

"Dean, I just spent the last few months emailing the guy and the last 2 hours at his office, you would think that I know his name by now."

"But I sat in on one of his classes and the kid I talked to said that his name was Castiel."

"What the hell are you talking about, Dean?!" Sam was using his exasperated voice. Dean hated that voice. He took a moment to run the past few minutes through mind again and saw that he didn't give very many details and he could see why Sam was upset. Well, he won't be apologizing regardless.

"Didn't I tell you about where I went while you were still doing the tour back in January?"

"No, Dean. You didn't." Damn that tone of voice.

"Well, while that ridiculously boring tour guide was talking, I got a little lost a-"

"Doesn't surprise me one bit."

"You know what? Don't objectify me. Anyway, back to what I was saying. I got lost and ended up in the middle of some hallway and thought that I could just ask someone how to get back to the admissions office. So I walked into this really big hall where the hottest piece of-"

"Dean. Please tell me that you didn't hit on one of my future classmates before they were actually my classmate!" Sam asked exasperatedly. His big brother knows no bounds.

"No, Sam! Now let me finish my story, dammit! Ok…where was I?"

"Hot piece of ass," added Sam in monotone.

"Right, yeah," said Dean with a distant look in his eyes and on his mouth his signature smirk. "So I walked in as quietly as I could and sat in an empty seat by the door. My intention was to sit there until the professor finished speaking and then I was going to ask for directions back to the admissions office since I figured that would be where the tour would en-"

"Is this story going anywhere? At all?" Dean could sometimes get caught in the details, much to Sam's chagrin.

Dean threw a random item from next to him right at Sam's head. With a satisfied smirk Dean continued as if he hadn't just been interrupted, "So then I laid eyes on the professor a-"

"Are you friggin' serious, Dean? So your nerd kink wasn't enough? Now you're heading for the source of all nerds; their teachers? You need help, man."

"For fuck's sake, Sam, if you interrupt me one more damn time, I'm going to punch you." Dean had that distant gleam in his eye again as he continued, "That guy was the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen walking on God's Green Earth. The most beautiful eyes, scruff, dark brown hair that looked like he'd been sexed up real good and the most drop dead sexy gravelly voice that shot straight to m-"

"Oh God, Dean, gross!" exclaimed Sam as he tried to cover his eyes while his brother was pointing towards his crotch with his mouth still open, having been interrupted mid speech again.

"What, Sam? I'm just being honest here."

"I didn't ask for this," sighed Sam, "What did I do in a past life to deserve this?"

"Anyway, so I learned from one of the students that the guy's name was Castiel Novak," Dean continued while glaring at Sam for his previous statement.

"Wait…so you thought he was so attractive that you didn't ask his name directly?" Sam asked for clarity.

"Dude, I didn't trust Dean Jr. from not getting more excited than he already was. I'm telling you, man. That voice! I have dreams where I can hear him say-"

"Dean. Don't. I'm going to throw up if you finish that statement."

"Alright, alright. HEY SAM!" exclaimed Dean as his eyes lit up with a sudden thought.

"Dean! I'm right here! You don't have to yell!"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Hey, Sam…do you think that your boss and my guy are related? If they are….could you put in good word for me?"

"Hell no, Dean. I don't want wingman duties on top of school and work!" Sam couldn't believe the gall of his big brother sometimes.

"Please, Sammy? Pretty please? I'll owe you, man."

"…"

"Sam?"

"….fine." agreed Sam barely above a grumble. What can he say? He loves his bro even though he can be a bit annoying at times.

"What was that?"

"I said FINE, Dean."

"Thanks, little bro!" Sam could practically hear his brother's smile in his voice.

"Yeah. Whatever."

Author's Note #2

Alright, guys, let me know what think! :) If all goes well, the next chapter will be up by tomorrow! And, head's up, we get to meet a couple of central characters in the next chapter! ;D I'm excited! haha and I really am trying to add as much comedy as I can right now before we get to the mangst later on because I want to establish a love for the characters in your hearts before I put your feels in the blender ;P Although, I don't think this story will rank TOO high on the angst meter... R&R Please and Thank you!