Warnings and disclaimers see chapter 1
Many thanks to rascalflattsgurl43 for the speedy and accurate beta on this story
Chapter fifty one Morning professor
Sam wanted to sit back and observe his brother in this kind of social situation but Dean kept pulling him into the conversation, even nudging him with his elbow a few times when he stirred him up. Sam found himself laughing and smiling at jokes made by others at the table but Dean wasn't content until he had Sam joining in the joke telling and conversation.
All in all, it was a nice dinner and when Angela asked them back to her place for coffee, Sam had to accept since the evening was going so well. It turned out Angela had and ulterior motive for inviting them back to her place. She thought Dean looked a bit sore after a few days work at the shop and wanted to give him a rub on the house at the house. Dean had been hiding it fairly well but his back was sore which meant his legs were not as good as they could be. Angela set Sam and Jenny up with coffee and her rare book collection and dragged Dean by the hand to her spare room that happened to have a massage bed set up permanently in the corner.
Even though Angela was fairly gentle with him, Dean was in a fair amount of twitchy nerve pain. Angela said that was good as it was stimulation movement in his back but Dean thought it was a bit weird that his legs were dancing all over without him doing anything. While Dean was putting his shirt back on, Angela went out to the others who were still standing looking at Angela's large collection.
"Sam, I wonder if you could get Dean's sling and crutch out of the car for him."
"Is he alright?" Sam frowned in concern and started to move towards the door Angela and Dean had gone into before realizing he had no idea where Dean was.
"He's fine Sam. Just some nerve pain but it's okay, just some over stimulated muscles and nerves."
"What about the sling?" Sam wasn't convinced Dean was less than okay. If he was showing signs of pain it was usually a bad thing.
"He's left shoulder is tired so the right is over compensating. Best to rest it for a few hours even if he disagrees."
It sounded to Sam like Angela knew Dean fairly well already. He sighed as he made his way out to the car and brought back the required items. Dean was sitting in a chair in Angela's library room when he returned. He refused the sling as predicted but soon had to give in as it was three against one. Angela fixed more coffee and they chatted about books, TV and movies for another forty minutes. Sam noticed Dean was starting to quiet down, meaning he was getting tired, so he hauled him to his feet and called it a night. Sam was given a peck on the cheek by both women and felt lighter knowing he had made two new friends. Thanks to Dean. Back at the apartment, Sam pushed Dean in to a quickly made bed before taking a glass of milk to bed to read for a while. It took him a lot longer than Dean, who was breathing deeply in sleep minutes after he lay down, to fall to sleep that night.
In the morning, Sam had nothing on and decided food shopping and another trip to the university bookstore was in order. Dean wanted to come, even to the university, which surprised Sam. He seemed to have thrown off the soreness from the night before and was in good spirits, insisting Sam give him a tour of the university grounds. Sam drove Dean around in the Impala and showed him where most of his classes were. At the bookstore, Dean helped Sam find the books he needed then gave Dean the keys to the car and told him he could wait in the car if he wanted to as he was going to browse for a while. Dean took the keys and headed in the direction of the doors and Sam walked the other way deep into the shelves.
Twenty minutes later, Sam was walking towards the checkout when he saw Dean sitting at a table with two young guys writing on a piece of paper. Sam frowned over at him and Dean lifted a hand to indicate he would just be a minute. When Sam had bought his books, he turned to find Dean standing behind him still chatting to the two guys he didn't know.
"Hey Sam, this is Wes and Leonard. Guys this is my brother…"
"Sam Winchester , right?"
Sam looked and sounded surprised. "Ah yeah. I'm sorry I don't think we have met."
Sam shook their hands.
"That's okay you don't really know me," chuckled Wes, "My girlfriend is in your Civil Procedure class. Lily Meyers?"
"Oh yeah. How do you know Dean?"
Wes looked a little embarrassed. "I thought Dean was a professor and started asking him questions about quantum theory. We're physics students."
Sam nodded his understanding.
"Well Dean was nice enough to show me the wave mechanics equation I was having trouble with before telling me he is just visiting his brother. When he said his brother was a law student I put it together. It still doesn't explain how he knew the equations." Wes finished with a broad smile.
Sam glanced at Dean who was trying to blend in to the background.
"Dean's a lot smarter than he lets on. Is that what he was writing down?" Sam was keen to find out exactly what it was Dean was helping them with.
"Actually he was helping us with Wave Duality of Light and Matter. It's what Leonard is stuck on. It helped me as well even though I thought I knew that part."
Sam frowned. He knew Dean was smart but quantum physics?
"So thanks, Dean and thanks for your number, we will try not to call too often. Bye Sam, see you around."
Sam and Dean said goodbye and they walked out to the Impala.
"So professor, how did you meet those guys?"
"It was like Wes said, he just came up and started asking questions. I just answered him without thinking. Next thing I know, I'm explaining wave mechanics to nerds. I can't believe I even remembered that stuff. I haven't even thought about it since high school."
"You did that stuff in high school?"
"Yeah a couple of teachers gave me some advanced stuff to do."
"Why did the teachers give you extra work?"
"I was bored and making trouble."
"You making trouble ?" Sam grinned.
"Little bit."
TBC
