A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! I'm not going to say that the nnext chapter will be up soon cause everytime I say that it NEVER happens. Also I would like to tell you that this chapter will leave you with out any questions at all but... YOU'RE GOING TO BE REALLY CONFUSED! so sorry about that.

Hope you enjoy! Don't forget to review. And a thank you to my beta who make your life so much better.

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Jimmy glanced over at his brothers face as they walk through the school doors. He smiled and grabbed Castiel's hand, "You're gonna do great today," he said.

Castiel smiled "You're only saying that because we got here before school opens."

Jimmy laughed, "Well we had to; I made plans to have the janitor open the doors for us." He squeezed Castiel's hand, "You are going to do great because you're a brave kid," he said. They walked through the empty halls to the office in silence. Castiel looked around searching for door ways or bathrooms; anywhere he could quickly get to if the crowd got to bad.

As they entered the office, Castiel looked at Jimmy with a small smile, "Thank you," he said quietly.

"Can I help you?" a woman behind the desk asked.

Jimmy smiled, "Yes," he said walking up to the counter leaving Castiel to stand by himself. "We're new students and we need our schedules."

She smiled, "Okay, your names?"

"James and Castiel Novak," he said.

She smiled and said, "I'll have them printed in just a moment."

After a moment or two a door at the back of the office opened, and Dean walked out holding some papers. Castiel's heart skipped a beat when he saw Dean. He was wearing a dark green shirt with faded blue jeans. All Castiel could do was stare at him and wonder what it would be like to taste his lips.

"Here you go Mrs. Milton," Dean said handing her the papers.

"Thank you, dear," she said. "Could you show these young men to their lockers please?"

Dean looked up, his eyes met Castiel's "Sure!" he said with a smile.

Castiel blushed and looked away. Dean's eyes were such a beautiful shade of green, and his shirt made them look even brighter.

"Come on," Dean said as he hopped over the counter.

"Next time you jump over my desk you'll be in trouble, Boy!" Mrs. Milton said.

Dean laughed. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," he said leaving the office. He turned around to talk with the twins, "Welcome to Thomson High," he said. "Tell me your locker numbers, and I'll lead the way."

Jimmy saw Castiel smile out of the corner of his eye, Maybe Castiel was getting better. Jimmy sighed and looked down at his paper and said, "Um…870."

"Dean thought for a moment, "You in the 400 wing then," he said turning back around.

They followed Dean through the halls.

Dean took his phone out and started to text different people.

"What are you doing?" Castiel asked.

Dean smiled, "Well, I had a look at your schedules, and you two don't have any classes together," he said, "So I figured I'd help you out, and get my friend to help you two around to your classes."

Castiel frowned, "You didn't have to do that." His heart raced, his trust issues made meeting new people difficult.

Dean shook his head, hearing the slight worry in Castiel's tone. "Cas, don't worry they're great kids," he said. "They love making new friends, and they all know the school like the backs of their hands," he laughed.

Castiel smiled nervously, "Okay."

Dean stopped. "Here you go Jimmy, locker 870."

Jimmy walked over to it and looked at his combination as he tried to open it.

Dean looked down the hallway every few seconds. He laughed when Jimmy kicked his locker. "The top sticks on this one. Hit the top of it"

Jimmy hit the top of his locker and it popped open. "Thanks!" he said with a smile.

Dean shrugged, "No problem."

"Oh Deanie, I'm home," Crowley yelled down the hall.

"You Scottish bastard!" Dean laughed as his friends came closer.

Jimmy stood next to Castiel as they hugged Dean.

Castiel smiled, Dean was so loved and cared for. He had so many friends,

Dean smiled at him, which made him blush. "Okay everyone, this is Jimmy," he said pointing to him "and this is Castiel."

Jimmy tilted his head, "You can tell us apart?" he asked.

Dean nodded, "Yeah it's easy."

Castiel looked at Jimmy. "How? Everyone gets us confused," he said, "even our mom."

Jo stepped forward. "Dean has a good memory," she said. "He knows the entire periodic table."

Castiel smiled, "Really?"

Dean blushed, "Yeah."

"So, how do you tell us apart?" Jimmy asked.

"Well besides your voices and the wrist brace," he said, "Castiel has light or dark blue eyes depending on the colors he wears and you have light green colored eyes. Castiel also has a freckle at the corner of his right eye, and he's always tense, while you are more relaxed," Dean said all this while staring at the floor.

Castiel touched the corner of his right eye.

Jimmy stood in amazement, "You really do have a good memory."

Dean looked up at him "No, I just pay closer attention than most people."

That made Castiel wonder, and think about what Dean said. Why did he pay close attention to things?

"Anyway!" Dean said, "Let's get your schedules down."

Castiel tried to pay attention to what Dean was saying, but he was too busy studying Dean's features. Mostly his eyes, they where a dark green and had a unique luster to them. It seemed like he was going to cry because they looked sad even when he laughed, but they didn't seem teary. It was almost like they were hiding something. How did Ellen know Dean?

After that conversation the day went by in a blur. Castiel and Jimmy jumped from person to person getting to know each one of them as they walked to class. Castiel only had one class with Dean and that was sixth period German class.

Castiel was happy because he got to sit next to Dean, and they were partners for the year. Castiel felt safe next to Dean for some reason, and he liked how Dean kept a normal distance from him. Castiel was surprised that Dean didn't treat him weird because of what happened that day, and he never asked about it.

When the end of the day came, Castile and Jimmy stood outside of the school talking about their teachers and how their day went.

Dean walked up to them. "You guys need a ride home?" Dean asked.

Jimmy smiled, "We were just going to walk home."

"Why don't you guys ride with me. I'm sure Sam will be happy to see you, and it's better then walking."

Castiel smiled, "Okay, as long as you don't mind."

Dean beamed, "No, of course not! Come on" he said walking over to his baby.

"Cool car," Jimmy said.

"Thanks," Dean smiled as he opened the passenger side door. "Here Cas, you can sit up front."

Castiel blushed and slowly got into the car.

Dean carefully closed the door before getting into the car. "You okay back there Jimmy?" Dean asked looking behind Castiel's seat.

Jimmy smiled and nodded. Maybe Dean wasn't as bad as he thought; he was really nice to Castiel. Maybe moving back here was a good idea.

Castiel tried to hide the joy it brought him to be sitting next to Dean for the third time that day. Castiel didn't know why he liked Dean so much. He made him happy for some reason. He made Castiel feel safe, like he know everything about him.

Today was the worst day of Dean's life. All he wanted to do is wrap Castiel in a hug and tell him he understood what he was going through…almost too well. Dean didn't want Castiel to see or know that Dean felt bad for him, and that he wanted to kill the fucker that hurt him for seven years of his fucking life. Dean laughed to himself a little. Sam was right, he does have anger issues.

Dean slowed when he saw Sam walking with the girl he likes from his history class. Dean honked his horn causing the younger teens to jump. Dean stuck his head out the window. "You two want a ride home?" he asked.

"No, it's okay we want to walk," Sam replied with a smile

Castiel noticed the very worried look on Dean's face. "Are you sure? It's no trouble to me."

Sam frowned and walked over to the car. He waited for Dean to get out, "Dean we'll be fine, okay?"

Dean shifted and looked around nervously, "I don't want you out here by yourselves. It's not safe."

Sam gave him a weak smile. "It's okay," he said. "I have you on speed dial along with dad. If anything happens you'll be the first to know."

"Sam, sometimes that's not good enough," he said with a firm tone. "You know how I feel about you walking."

Sam frowned. "Dean, please! Look I'll call you when I get to Jess's okay!" Sam mentally punched himself for yelling at Dean. "Dean I'm sorry it's just..."

Dean shook his head. "No don't be; it's my fault," he said smiling at Sam. "I'm being over protective. You can walk home with Jess, and you don't have to call me if you don't want to."

Sam nodded before wrapping his arms around his big brother, "I'll be okay."

Dean hugged Sam tight not wanting to let him go. "I know," he said. He ruffled Sam's hair. "Now go on and have fun."

"Thanks Dean," Sam said running back over to Jess.

"Thanks for offering to drive us Dean!" Jess said.

"No problem. Just be careful!" he said before getting back in the car.

"Everything okay?" Castiel asked.

"Fine," he said without looking at him.

Jimmy bit his lip in thought. Why was Dean so worried about Sam walking a girl home?

Dean stopped in front of the Novak house, "Have a nice night."

Castiel smiled at him, "Thank you Dean, for all your help."

Dean smiled then tilted his head and frowned.

Castiel frowned in return, "What?"

"Nothing," Dean said shaking his head. "I just had a feeling of Déjà vu."

Castiel nodded, "Oh, okay. Bye."

~o~

Jess and Sam watched Dean drive away.

"Does he still have nightmares?" she asked.

Sam frowned, "If he does he keeps it to himself."

Jess looked at the side walk, "Is he still seeing Ellen?"

Sam nodded, "I don't think it's helping though."

"Why do you think that?"

Sam shook his head. "He seems more closed off," he said. "He used to be at least a little comfortable talking to mom and dad about that night, but now, you can't even mention it to him."

"Why?" she asked "Is he ashamed?"

"I don't know," he said squeezing her hand. "It's like he shuts down. He won't talk for the rest of the day, he won't eat or anything... It's like he's disgusted with himself."

"I'm sorry," she said.

Sam looked at her. "Why? It's not your fault."

"It wasn't Dean's fault either," she said her voice filled with sorrow.

"Hey," he said wrapping his arm around her, "Don't worry about what happened to Dean. That was three years ago. It's not your problem, yet."

She looked up at him, "Yet?"

Sam looked down at her. "Well yeah. Dean will be your brother-in-law when we get married."

She beamed at him, exclaiming, "Oh Sam!"

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When Castiel and Jimmy got into the house, Castiel ran straight up to his room.

Gabriel gave Jimmy a look, "School not go okay?"

Jimmy smiled "No! School went great!" he said sitting down on the couch next to Gabriel. He dropped his book bag onto the floor. "We both made new friends that Dean set us up with so we didn't get lost. And then Dean drove us home. I don't know why I ever hated him."

"So Dean and Castiel are close?" he asked.

Jimmy shrugged, "I guess. They seem to act differently around each other. Why?"

Gabriel shrugged. "Just wondering," he said standing, "well guess I should get him to therapy."

Jimmy nodded as he put his ringing phone to his ear, "Hello?" he said.

Gabriel sighed as he made his way to the stairs. Castiel's music was blaring, and Gabriel had the urge to cover his ears as he got closer to the room. He opened the door knowing knocking wouldn't be heard. His jaw dropped when he saw Castiel standing in front of his mirror, his shirt thrown to the floor as he dragged his finger over his scarred chest and stomach. Gabriel never knew that Castiel had gained scars, yet he already knew where they were from.

Castiel turned off his stereo and looked at Gabriel in the mirror. "He said he loved me," he whispered dragging his finger tips against his larger scar that trailed down his stomach to is waistline.

"Castiel?" Gabriel asked.

"My little angel," he laughed darkly, "he called me that every time I didn't gag on him," tears streamed down his face.

Gabriel step forward, "What are you talking about?" he asked.

Castiel laughed again in that dark way. "No one would want me," he said "Not if they knew; not if they saw these."

Gabriel didn't know what to do. Castiel was talking like a mental case. He grabbed Castiel's shoulders roughly. "Snap out of it!" he said before slapping him across the face.

Castiel cupped his cheek and looked at Gabriel.

"I'm sorry," he said pulling Castiel into a strong embrace. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

Castiel held onto Gabriel's shirt. "I am no angel. I am no angel..." he whispered over and over again.

Gabriel hushed him as he rubbed his back "You're someone's angel, and he's waiting for you." he whispered "And he'll be your angel, too."

Castiel nodded, "I think I should go see Ellen."

Gabriel looked down at him. "You actually want to go?"

Castiel wiped away his tears, "I want this to be over."

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and have some questions. If you do review and I might tell you something that makes you even more confused. Sorry I'm really tird right now so just you know... smile and walk away :)