Disclaimer: I do not own Supenatural

Note: Sorry this took so long, but I've been battling with heaps of school work. This chapters not the best but at least I tried ;D I hope you enjoy reading

0000000000000

Cas awoke feeling well-rested despite Sam's little nightmare a few hours previous. He was however sporting a slight headache and nausea, most likely from the drinks that Meg had practically force fed him last night. He was lucky to get out of there when he did, or he was sure he would be sporting a hangover much worse that the mild one he had at the moment.

It was 9am and he didn't have anything school related to do until 12, so he could relax a bit and maybe explore the campus a bit, let the headache die down a bit.

The sound of a hoodie being zipped up caused his eyes to open and look up, Sam had just started putting on his shoes on the other side of the room by his own bed, Cas noticed that he looked off

"You didn't go back to sleep last night did you?" He asked calmly, moving his body out of his bed with ease, his stomach not agreeing to the quick action though.

"I'm fine" Sam replied quickly, keeping his eyes on his shoes

"Sleep is important Sam, maybe you should try to – "

"Cas, I'm fine. I'll just catch up tonight, its Saturday tomorrow so I won't have to get up early" Sam interrupted, and then made his way towards the door

"Where are you going?" Cas asked, walking over so that Sam was in his line of vision.

"I'm just going to meet someone quickly. Make sure Dean doesn't sleep in please, he mentioned something about a lecture at 11:30" He left quickly as to not let Cas ask any more questions.

A heavy sigh left Cas' mouth and he glanced over the other bed, where sure enough was a heavily-sleeping form hidden underneath a duvet. There was no point waking Dean at this moment, he wouldn't even be able to register what Cas would have been saying to him. Cas was assured that Dean would have a hangover from last night, as he could still smell the alcohol that Dean had walked in with back from Lesley's.

Although he was looking forward to his first proper tutor session, he was worried about seeing Meg again, he figured that she could be nice if she so pleased, but he simply didn't want to be. Instead she flirted with the most uncomfortable guy in the room, which was unfortunately himself. The other two from his tutor seemed to be more professional that Meg was. They were both guys, the first; Balthazar had a snarky British accent, glimmering blue eyes and short blonde hair that flicked out everywhere, as if he hadn't bothered to brush it. He smiled in a cynical matter a lot of the time when he spoke, but did seem like he could be friendly enough. Cas had seen him to be especially friendly to the ladies, Cas saw him out of the corner of his eye last night leaving with 2 slightly drunken women wrapping their arms around him.

The other one was also British, and when he spoke every single layer of his voice was laced with sarcasm and judgement. It seemed quite obvious to Cas that he found himself to be higher than those around him, wearing expensive clothing and expecting others to do as he pleased. Cas did sense from seeing him at the bar last night that people didn't seem eager to get on the wrong side of him, they were the same around Dean, but Dean would have the upper hand on this guy, even though he seemed sly and clever, Dean was stronger and had smarts himself; and to be fair he looked more dangerous than he did. This British classmate of his was called Crowley, and was surprisingly short for all the power he seemed to uphold on a small minority of the student body.

Cas didn't like him so far, but at least Crowley hadn't tried to talk to him. If Crowley continued this silence with him, then Cas wouldn't mind him.

Half an hour later and Cas had dressed himself into a comfortable pair of grey jeans and a plain baby-blue t-shirt and had been standing at the foot of Dean's bed staring at him for the past 5 minutes with confusion set on his face. How was he supposed to wake Dean? What if he upset him and got a punch to the face because he woke him up in the wrong manner? Should I just wait until Sam get's back, get him to do it?

While Cas was asking himself these questions, he had failed to notice Dean stir and open his over-tired eyes to see Cas standing there, staring blankly at him. "Cas, what the fuck man?" he yelled, pulling Cas out of his head.

"Hello Dean, I was attempting to wake you" Cas shuffled back a bit until he was curtain he was out of Dean's reach.

"You don't wake up someone you've only know for two days by staring at them while they sleep Cas! Hell, even if I caught my own little brother doing that after I've known him for 12 years, and I'd still punch him in the gut!" Dean winced as the head pain of his hangover took effect. Cas noticed and to make up for this appalling wake-up call, he went to the bathroom to get Dean some water and 2 paracetamel out of the cupboard. Then gave them to Dean to take, he took them grudgingly and shoved the pills into his mouth and chugged the water down with them.

"Where's Sam?" Dean asked, still holding on to his head waiting for the pills to take effect.

Cas shrugged stiffly "He went out around 35 minutes ago, said he was meeting a friend". Cas looked over at the alarm clock on his bed, 9:39, "He said that you had a lecture at 11:30?" He questioned

"Shit yeah, I'll get ready for it in a minute. I just need a moment"

Cas decided to sit on his bed and open up his laptop to browse the web. He didn't know what else to do of himself at this time, he didn't want to leave whilst Dean still had a headache.

Dean got up slowly from his bed a minute later and began to get ready. Cas remained on his laptop for the time, only glancing upwards a couple of times to see whether Dean was still OK.

10 minutes passed and Dean was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth loudly. Cas looked up from his laptop to the sound of the front door opening then closing again, Sam walked into the room, his locks of hair were sticking out in the wrong places.

"Strong wind?" Cas assumed. Sam nodded, and then made the brisk movement towards his bed "Morning Dean!" He said loudly, receiving a loud grunt from the inside the bathroom as Dean spat into the sink. Cas saw Sam open one of the drawers of his bed and looked back at his computer screen. But in his peripheral vision, there was a quick flash of a plastic bag being moved from Sam's hoodie-pocket to the far left of the drawer he was currently sitting at.

Curiosity was over-coming Cas, his mouth unconsciously opened to ask Sam what was in the bag. Then rationality stopped him before his mouth managed to flow the words out. There was a reason Sam had waited for no one to be looking, this was a private matter and it was none of Cas' business. The logical part of him brain kicked in just in time this time. The amount of times he had slapped himself for letting his curiosity get the better of him was too high, his brain must finally be getting the memo.

The bathroom door opened, and a now fully-awake Dean emerged from it. Cas watched him go to his bed and start looking through his school books, deciding which ones he should take. Cas' bag was already full with the books he required for his lecture today, it should only be a small one, but he had all the essentials just in case... Dean on the other hand had a bitten-up pen that looked like it was just about ready to die and a ruler that was going to shatter next time it was touched.

"Here" Cas reached into his school bag and gave a brand new pen and ruler into Deans un-expecting hands.

"Why are you givin' me these?" Dean was confused at the gesture; his equipment wasn't that bad was it?

"You will be in need of a new pen, it's just a precaution in case yours runs out" Cas replied, not looking up from looking around his bag.

"Uh, thanks man... I guess" He stuffed the pen and ruler in his bag and swung it round his shoulder ready to go to the mechanics lecture.

"Dean wait a minute" Dean stopped in his tracks towards the door and turned to look at the heavy blue eyes of his roommate. "What man?"

Cas shuffled in his seat, better get this over with now rather than later. He looked over at Sam to also get his attention; Sam looked up to show he was listening. "Well, I have a request" Sam and Dean exchanged puzzled glances "It's nothing serious, I was just hoping that it would be fine with you two if, my sister had a quick visit of the room." He looked up guiltily, he had to ask them; Luci wanted to come and she was an absolute nightmare when she doesn't get her way.

Sam and Dean looked rather taken aback, they'd expected something bigger. "Sure Cas, you can bring her over whenever."

Dean started towards the door again but a second later he turned around again "If, I can bring my little brother here to see the room. The kid practically worships me so he won't stop nagging me to let him come with" He chuckled.

Cas smiled genuinely back at Dean, then turning his head to Sam. "Do you have any family you want to bring up here Sam?"

Sam smiled back, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'm good man, I don't have any siblings. I can't wait to see yours though, they sound awesome" Something heavy settled on Cas by looking at him, he was obviously avoiding something, Cas guessed that maybe his family just weren't that close, what if Jessica was his only family? Sam felt Cas gazing at him in a concerned manner, and avoided by going back to his computer.

"S'lates" Dean closed the door behind him. Cas' own lecture was in half an hour's time, so he should really get moving. He left Sam in the room alone, knowing that if he had stayed behind any longer then he would have asked Sam about his family. Cas could understand a broken family, his were so fucked up sometimes it was scary. His household was crazy-religious, as were the extended family. He had lived with his older brother Michael and his parents before he enrolled to College. Dad was hardly ever home, and whenever he was Michael practically bowed at his feet. Dad was ruthless, Mum was just as bad; if anybody lived against their beliefs then they hated them. Although Dad was usually out for days at a time, Mum was sure to step in. One thing said out of line and they were punished, and oh how the punishments scared. Luci was kicked out a couple of years earlier because of her disobeying their parents. Luci is his 22 year old sister, only 3 years younger than Michael. She was banished from the house after being beaten to a bloody pulp by Dad for saying that she disagreed with his believes. Of course she knew what would happen, no one stands against our parents beliefs. But she couldn't take living there anymore, and she didn't want them to go after her. That night she was checked in the hospital for several cracked ribs and a fractured jaw, then she skipped town as soon as she was allowed to be discharged.

Over the years she'd stayed in touch, calling every now and again, trying some of the time to convince him to come with her instead of being at their parent's house. Whilst he agreed with her opinions, he just couldn't leave them. So he went to college instead. Michael on the other hand never left their fathers side as long as he could help it, did whatever he said, went into the same business as him and punished Cas when Dad couldn't.

Getting away from that house did feel great, and he could actually see his sister now without being punished. As he wound down the corridors, he pulled out his mobile and dialled her number. It rang a couple of times before it was answered

"Hello Castiel" Luci answered calmly

"Good morning Luci, I have good news"

"Oh? Do tell"

"I discussed it with my roommates; you can visit our room on Saturday"

"Lovely, I'll be there at 1pm."

"Great, see you then" Cas went to put the phone down and continued to walk to his lecture, mentally preparing for whatever they were going to be learning there, and hoping to God that he had enough paper.