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I do not own anything that you recognise. I am just borrowing these characters and using them to amuse myself for a bit. Everything you do recognise belongs to our Lord Kripke. Authors note at the end of the chapter.

Chapter Two

2018

"Daddy?"

Dean doesn't remember the last time he'd gotten any kind of lie-in past six. Of course over the past few years he'd gotten used to it so he's usually already half awake before Mary comes sidling up to his side of the bed. Luckily years of only getting four hours sleep have rendered him quite used to existing on the bare minimum of sleep possible. Cas was not. It amused Dean to no end; especially in the face of the fact that up to eight years ago Cas had never had need to sleep. Yet ever since he'd developed the need to rest he'd become awfully fond of it. So much so that Dean never saw him before eight during the week and nearer twelve at the weekend. He was also like a bear with a sore ass if he didn't get enough.

"Can I have lucky charms daddy?"

No-one can claim that Mary Ellen Winchester isn't smart. She'd been nearly three when she'd realised that there was no point in waking both of them first thing in the morning. Instead she slipped into the room as quietly as possible as to whisper in his ear and wake him up.

Dead cranked an eye open and quickly realised that his daughter had her face pushed so close into his that their noses were almost touching. Her eyes were blue and unblinking; like Cas she seemed to have no concept of personal space.It still amused Dean how freaked out Bobby got when he turned around to realised that Mary was stood behind him silently staring at him, her head tilted to the side as she watched. Mary had a habit of showing up in unexpected places or without warning or making a sound. Dean had gotten used to that too; he always knew when either Cas or Mary were silently approaching now. Serah was not quite at good at the sneaky approach and seemed to bring a wave of noise with her everywhere she went.

As soon as she realised that he was awake she grinned brightly though Dean wasn't sure if her glee stemmed from the fact that he was awake or the fact that he'd be getting her Lucky Charms now he was awake.

Dean slipped out of bed, listening to Cas mutter something indistinct in his sleep and pull the covers over his head and follow his daughter skipping out of the room. Mary was already half way down the stairs and into the kitchen before he'd gotten to the end of the landing. He pushed open Serah's door to see that she was still asleep sprawled out across the bed on her back. Unlike her sister Serah was as fond of sleep as her Dad was. Dean smiled at her fondly and then closed the door too knowing that she'd eventually wake up and climb in with Cas before coming downstairs.

He listened to the cheery banging of cupboard doors downstairs and made himself follow her down before she ended up emptying the entire kitchen out onto the counter tops.

Mary had dragged her stool over to the cupboard where they kept the cereal and was busy pulling out Lucky Charms for herself and Fruit Loops for him. Sarah Blake had bought her the stool as well as the white apron with her name and blue and purple flowers on the front that hung behind the door. It had been Sarah who'd taught her how to bake when she'd shown an interest in cakes. Dean certainly liked eating cakes and pies but knew nothing about making them. Cas had fixed him with a blue-eyed stare and asked him when was the last time you saw an Angel of the Lord baking cupcakes?As neither of had any clue he'd asked his sister-in-law who'd been only too happy to indulge in something girly as Deanna was more interested in climbing trees with Serah and Dean's Impala that icing sugar biscuits with her mom.

Dean grabbed two bowls, Mary's had a cartoon character that he had no clue about from a show she watched with Cas and Serah in the afternoons, and put them on the table. He poured out the cereal while Mary fetched milk from the fridge and passed it up to him. It was a well worn routine that they repeated every single morning but Dean wouldn't have changed it for the world.

"Can we go to the fair today daddy?" she asked him around a mouthful of cereal and dribbling milk down her chin as she spoke "Youpromised!"

The fair had been set-up in town for a couple of weeks now and he'd promised both of his daughters that they could go and get cotton candy before it left. His daughters were not the types who'd easily let him go back on a promise he'd made them. Dean would never have guessed it years ago but when it came to them he was the soft one, the pushover parent. Not that Cas was exactly immune to her particular brand of persuasion. The dog that was still sprawled out in his bed asleep, one leg twitching in his sleep, was testimony to that (Looky daddy, papa bought me a puppy).

"Only if you tidy your room" he informed her and she frowned at him as she chewed the massive spoonful of cereal that she'd shovelled into her mouth. She wouldn't argue with him; Mary was usually good enough at doing what he asked. She also had what seemed like a million toys that were forever strewn across her floor, his floor and often half of downstairs as well.

"I'm gonna go on the Ferris Wheel. And get cotton candy. Do you think they'll be clowns?" she asked and Dean nodded "We can scare Uncle Sam with one and then he'll scream like a girl"

Dean laughed at that. Mary, Serah and Deanna had all cottoned onto the fact that Sam had point blank refused to be near the clown Sarah had hired for the twin's first birthday and as in good Winchester fashion had given him hell for it as well as three six-year olds could.

"I don't think Uncle Sam is going to come to the fair Mar" Dean pointed out already seeing Sam's bitchface in his mind's eye if he suggested even going neara fair. Dean had always furtively hoped that Sam's bitchface would ease off once he'd settled down but it had only worsened. Dean was also secretly longing for the day when Deanna would give Sam a taste of his own medicine; his niece was already getting his bitchface expression to a tee.

The rest of breakfast was finished with a constant stream of babble about clowns and cotton candy and Dean left the bowls downstairs for Cas to wash later as usual. Mary left him wash her hair and as always laughed hysterically when he gave each of the character-shaped bottles her various child-friendly shampoos and shower gels came in, different voices and personalities. He'd left her to choose her own outfit, a pink long top with a zebra on the front and denim dungarees, and quickly jumped in the shower himself while Mary amused herself in her room.

When Cas finally dragged himself out of bed around eleven he found then out in the back garden tossing a ball back and forth as Dean tried to teach her the finer points of baseball. He'd tied her hair into two pigtails on top of her head and wrapped pink ribbons around each one and tied them into bows. It wasn't just decorative; it was an easy way to spot her if she got separated from him later on at the fair. Serah was clasped to Cas' back, arms looped around his neck and was dressed in baggy jeans and a white top. Her hair was loose around her head.

As soon as Mary had spied Cas she'd run off leaving Dean tossing the ball into the air and catching it as Mary clambered up Cas' back and crawled onto his shoulders once Serah had slid down the other side to wrap her arms around Dean's legs. Dean bent down to press a kiss into the wild mass of her curls.

Despite being human Cas was still unusually strong; almost as if his limbs still had memories of having the kind of strength that destroyed mountains and he didn't seem to mind having both of his daughter's cling to him like some kind of oversized spider monkey.

"…and then we can cotton candy. But daddy says Uncle Sam won't come 'cause he's a big girl's blouse whose scared of clowns"

Mary was busy chatting down Cas' ear as he made himself a pot of tea despite the small child he had suckered to him like a limpet. As per usual Dean had to prize her away so that Cas could sit down and then placed her down next to Serah pressing a soft kiss to the still untameable bed head of his husband. It had gotten worse since he'd grown it a little longer but Dean liked it. Mary's hair was just as stubborn and he could already see wisps and curls escaping the ties he'd put in only a couple of hours before.

"I don't think I said that pumpkin" Dean pointed out to defend himself, Cas sending him a disbelieving look over her head. He'd picked up a whole catalogue of human expressions since he'd dragged him out of hell and it was damn eerie when Cas hit him with an expression that was a exact copy of one of his own. And the less said about the ones he'd picked up from Sam the better.

"Yes you did to Uncle Sam at the party" Serah reminded him from where she was sat eating cereal next to her sister and Dean sighed remembering that like Cas, Serah didn't forget anything.

"It is perfectly reasonable for your Uncle Sam to be afraid of clowns. We are all afraid of something" Cas pointed out and Serah's face creased into a frown.

"But clowns have red noses and big shoes. And they squirt water out of flowers and drive teeny cars. I don't understand how they can be scary" Serah answered and went quiet as she obviously contemplated why anyone could be afraid of something she found funny. Mary and her glanced at each other and Mary nodded in agreement with what her sister had just said. As per usual they were sat with their hands clasped together and Mary was all but sat in Serah's lap.

They whispered to each other for another moment and then obviously came to some kind of conclusion they were happy with because they both jumped up from the table. Serah grabbed Gabriel's ball and headed out to the garden with her sister and the dog following her happily. Dean hadn't been sold on the name. It had been Cas who'd mentioned that the dog kind of reminded him of the dead Arch Angel and Serah had latched onto and refused to change it to something normal like Spot or something cool like Lando or Han Solo like Dean suggested. He now had to put up with having a male dog nicknamed Gabbyand couldn't help but feel like that prick was getting the last laugh every time he'd got a weird look for uttering it in public.

"It is enough that you tease your brother mercilessly without recruiting two six year olds to join your campaign"

Dean grinned at him and lent across the table to plant a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth "Well, they are Winchesters. It's how we show each other we love them"

Cas frowned at him this time and like Serah, he got a v-shaped groove in the centre of his forehead when he did "I had quite hoped that unlike you they would grow past having the emotional intelligence of a six-year old"

Dean stuck his tongue out at him in return despite the fact that it was childish and kinda proving exactly what Cas was saying "Hey, you fell in love with me and my emotional intelligence of a six-year old"

Cas fixed him with one of his stares, the kind that always pinned him in place and that he was never able to break off from even when their staring matches turned somewhat uncomfortable "Dean Winchester I love you for exactly who you are, faults and all" Cas informed, voice all low and serious and shot straight to Dean's groin, and it's the kind of thing that would have sent them sprinting off to the bedroom years before they had two daughters who was far too nosey for their own good "But that does not mean that I want my daughter to inherit those faults"

And like that the sexual tension drained from the room and Dean stuck his tongue out again for good measure and turned to watch Serah and Gabriel running up and down the garden together. Mary was watching the two of them and smiling at the sight.

And when Cas responded by leaning over and sucking the tongue he was sticking out into his mouth Dean figured that life was pretty damn good.

XOX

2032

Dean had gone to a day of classes and he'd decided already that he was done with the whole thing. Sure it was all fun and games when there was beer, half naked chicks and some girl almost making an ex-Angel cry by shoving his face in her boobs. But this class bullshit could fuck right off.

Sure he was smart enough and give him a engine to fine tune or a ancient prophecy to unravel and he was your guy. He knew that most people assumed he was kinda dumb especially when he was with Sam and Cas and it honestly didn't bother him. Even without his old man dragging them around a new town every month and eventually just having out on hunts permanently he doubted he would have ever been the kind of kid who liked school. He was good with his hands and his wits not books and so it had never much bothered him that he'd never finished high school.

However listening to some chick in a tweed suit drone on about Shakespeare was not his thing. Sam and Cas would probably love it; it was practically nerd porn or at least he gathered from the slightly intense, almost orgasmic expression of the nerds down on the front row faces. He would literally put money on the fact that they creamed their pants when they were paired off to write a poem of their own and present it to the rest of the class.

For most of his classes he was sat at the back trying to keep his head down and avoid all eye-contact with any of his lecturers in case they tried to ask him a question. He'd only been called on once and he was pretty sure that some god damn kid with a bad afro and a deer stalker had actually had the balls to snigger at him when he got it wrong. Apparently the food chain didn't quite work the same here as it had in high school.

"Can I sit with you?"

He looked up to see Serah stood at the desk next to him with a smile on her face. She had over-sized earphones looped around her neck and her bag slung across one shoulder. Unlike half the girls in their class she was make-up free and was dressed in jeans and a knotted, red plaid shirt over a black vest.

"Yeah sure" he answered and she all but threw her bag down on the table top before sliding down into the sweat next to him "Aren't you a Sophomore though?" he asked her and she nodded as she busied herself grabbing a tablet computer from her bag to take notes. Gabriel had provided them all one but Dean had mostly used his to play Tetris and draw penises to amuse himself when he was bored.

"Yeah but I'm on this exploratory major thing. I basically get to try a bit of everything till I decide upon what Major I want to do" she explained to him and turned her tablet on. Dean noticed that she had the thing loaded up what looked like every old school arcade game going and he had to wonder how much attention she paid in class as well though he did not want to look over and see the girl who was apparently his future kid doodling dicks anytime soon.

Dean had never heard of an exploratory major before and had no idea that they'd existed but it made sense. Not every always knew what they wanted to do with the rest of their lives and it seemed pointless to sit through an entire degree to figure out that it wasn't what you actually wanted to do. He'd been lucky; his future as a hunter had been guaranteed the night his mom had died and he'd not been forced to do any soul searching bullshit to try and figure out what he wanted to do with himself.

"You got any idea yet?" he asked and she quickly shook her head.

"Umm, maybe a major in a having no idea what to actually do with the rest of my life? I think something was supposed to have caught my attention by now but all I've really learnt in college so far is how to use hairspray to stop my spanky's riding up my ass" she informed him and Dean had no fucking idea what a spanky was or why you wouldn't want it to go up your ass. She seemed to sense his confusion and explained that it was the hot pants they wore under their cheerleading uniforms.

Dude, his daughter was a cheerleader? That was beyond wrong. He'd had sex with way too many of them in closets over his educational career for him to ever even begin to want to think of his kid as one. Those short skirts were way too caught up in his various masturbatory fantasies.

"Dude you actually use hairspray on your ass?" he had to ask however and she nodded before she laughed at the expression on his face.

"To stop them riding up. And I use haemorrhoid cream under my eyes. Seriously, cheerleading is a fucked up gig" she enlightened him gesturing to her face with her free hand and Dean had to wonder how someone figured that one out.

"You don't seem like the whole go-team, school spirit kind of douchebag though" he added and then hoped his hadn't just shoved his foot in his mouth and offended her and her posse of cheerleading, school spirit loving buddies. God Sam was right, he needed to think sometimes before he opened his trap and spouted out whatever he happened to be thinking. However she smiled and that and shrugged.

"To be honest I couldn't give a single fuck about what our teams are doing but pretending to care pays for my tuition and so I'll smile till my face aches" she offered as explanation of why she was a cheerleader. It made sense; he knew from what Sam had said how expensive it was to go to one of these properly and this Dean and Cas apparently had two kids to pay for.

"Yeah but why spend your life doing something you hate? Trust me on this, life is too short for that"

He knew that better than anyone after all he'd died like more times than he could count and nearly ended the world about as many. Life was short and he saw nothing wrong with enjoying what time you had.

"I don't hate it per say. The actually competitions and stuff is usually quite fun. But the rest of it is utter shit. Did you know they stopped me eating pretty much everything I liked? My Captain saw my eating a slice of pie back in Freshman year and she literally bitch-slapped it straight out of my hand and then made me run laps. Like a hundred of them to work it off" she told him with a wounded expression and Dean felt his mouth slip open.

"They banned pie? The fuckers. That is unforgivable" he told her in response and she nodded staring mournfully down at her stomach. There didn't seem to be much excess fat on her anywhere and he couldn't imagine why she'd have to be on such a strict diet. Surely they did enough exercise flipping around into pyramids of whatever they did to allow a piece of pie every now and then?

"I know right? But apparently fat chicks can't be tossed around in the air as easily. You remember Lil my roommate? She literally went out and bought loads of pies and wafted them round our room. I was this close to going and sleeping outside on a bench or something"

"I hope you got her back for it" he told her seriously and she sent him a wicked grin back that entirely reminded him of the one he wore when he really got into a prank war with Sam. The kind of smile that spoke of doing something hilarious but awful to someone and really enjoying yourself as you did it. It was a smile he knew well.

"Course I did. Put fake tan in her body lotion and green dye in her shampoo. Seriously she spent the next few days walking around like the world's most pissed off Umpa Lumpa" she replied and Dean found himself laughing at the image. He'd barely met the roommate but she obviously took a great deal of pride in her appearance. However pie was sacred and what she'd done merited the punishment.

"Did you sing at her?" he asked as he sent back the exact same smile as the one she was wearing. Her grin widened even more and she clapped her hands together in front her almost gleefully.

"Every day my friend, every single day"

The teacher called for quiet then and Serah turned her eyes down to her tablet and opened up a game of Space Invaders. Dean found himself smiling at her and without warning the phrase that's my girl popped into his head.

Where the fuck had that come from?

XOX

Mary Winchester was pretty content.

She'd had a nice childhood. Her dads had doted on her, giving her everything she needed and when anyone had tried picking on her Serah had made sure that they'd quickly left her alone. Mary had never minded that Serah had usually fought her battles for her. That had just been the way things were. Mary was the weird kid who preferred the company of books and her dad over her classmates and Serah had been the brave, popular one whom everyone had gravitated towards and who had taken up a personal mantle of making sure that no-one got bullied when she could stop it. Mary had only felt uncomfortable when Serah had tried to force her friends to become Mary's friends aswell because she'd never known what to say or how to act. They were different like that as well; Serah hated even the idea of being alone while Mary often preferred being left to her own devices.

She was now attending a good college and she loved what she was studying and perhaps for the first time she had a group of friends who liked her independently of being forced to by Serah. She couldn't say that she had anything really to be unhappy about.

Regardless she'd felt miserable these last few days.

She wasn't stupid in any sense. She knew it down to the fact that their birthday was coming up next month. Mary hated her birthday since she'd come to college. Serah hadn't seemed to change her opinion on it and was busy planning a massive bar crawl with Lil to mark the event after her game on the Saturday with what seemed like their friends, all of the cheerleaders and most of the campus' sports teams invited.

Mary sighed and closed the book she'd been trying to read. She usually adored Issac Asimov but she was struggling to focus today. Across the courtyard she caught a glimpse of her sister with a group of her cheerleading friends. They were all identically dressed in blue and white outfits that revealed their midriffs and talking enthusiastically about something or other. Serah was still the popular one and always had herself surrounded by people but deep down she worried her sister was lonely. Not that she would ever suggest that to her. For such a smart young woman, Serah was as emotionally well-adjusted as the rock Mary was nudging absent-mindedly with her toe.

Her sister was her favourite person in the world but sometimes Mary had to wonder if they'd even like each other if they weren't related and the fact that she knew they wouldn't made her sad.

Serah caught her eye and grinned at her and all but bounding over towards her. The people wandering around the courtyard were forced to make a path for her but Serah had always been like that; she had a quality that people couldn't fail but notice and make room for. Mary always thought to herself that Serah wouldn't have been able to blend into a crowd in her life depended on it.

"Dude, it's like beautiful out and you're sat in the shadows with a book. Come sit with us and enjoy the sunshine" Serah all but ordered her but Mary shook her head in response. In the past she'd never been able to say no to his sister, and really if she was honest she was still poor at it but she had no choice today.

"I am quite happy here Serah" she replied and then paused for a moment as she gave her sister a once over debating how to phrase her next few words "Pops is ringing me soon. You could stay?"

Mary had decided on the direct route but she quickly realised that she should have tried her hand at a little more subtlety as the expression on her sister's face shifted. Whether she wanted to or not Serah had always wore her heart on her sleeve at least to Mary and Mary could always tell exactly how her sister was feeling. Then her expression hardened and she stepped back away from Mary, her mouth in a tight thin line.

"I have practice and class. Sorry" Serah informed her and threw a look back towards the group of cheerleaders she'd been sat with a few moments before "Sariel will kill me if I'm as late. She's practically diving off the deep end as it with Regionals coming up"

Mary and Serah both knew it's a pretty rubbish excuse but Mary had learnt over the years that it was simply not worth the resulting fallout to call her sister on things like this. Serah would talk about things when she was ready and more often than not she waited so long that she never came around to bringing them up at all.

"I'll tell them you said hi" Mary told her with a smile and for a moment she thought that her sister was going to explode with a list of things that she thought her sister should actually tell them but then the fleeting expression was gone and that bright smile was back in place.

"Yeah, hi. I'll see you later for dinner?" she asked and Mary nodded not being able to stop the laugh that escaped her throat when her sister planted a wet kiss on her forehead and bounded back towards her friends.

Sometimes Mary figured that Serah must have been born psychic because she was just sitting back down with the rest of her friends on the grass that covered the courtyard when Mary's phone began to ring in her pocket. Mary spoke to her parents most days through texts and amusing animal photos that her Dad sent to her phone but they always called her once a week. Mary hated that she had to schedule them in but she was simply so busy that at least this way she didn't miss them completely.

"There's my favourite nerd. How are you?"

Mary grinned as her Pops enthusiastic voice filtered down the line. She had never minded her family calling her a nerd because they were her family and insulting each other was a perfectly accepted way of showing love and frankly it was an undeniable truth about herself that she was quite comfortable with.

"Good. Classes are all going well and I went to a battle of the bands thing last week which was pretty good" she told him and she heard him suck in a shocked breath.

"Do my ears deceive? Are you actually going out and socialising with real people?" he asked her and Mary rolled her eyes even though he couldn't see what she was doing. He knew he well enough to know what she was doing without actually seeing her.

"Dean do not act like the fact that our daughter is focused on her work like a bad thing" her Dad piped up and she knew for a fact that her Pops would be sticking his tongue out at her Dad across the study where they always called her from.

"Maybe you'll rub off on him. Do you know we now host a book club?" he asked and she had to laugh at the idea of her Pops being forced to spend time with her Dad's book club friends. Mary liked them but her Pops didn't have that much in common with them but if her Dad as hosting her Pops couldn't exactly not spend time with them without seeming like an ignorant asshole.

"Dad make you go?" she asked him even though she was pretty sure she'd know the answer before he even replied.

"And pretend to actually be interested and everything" her Pops replied dramatically and she had to laugh again as she imagined her Dad rolling his eyes at him as he answered.

"It didn't work Dean. We all knew you'd hidden a comic book down the middle. You really aren't that good at subterfuge" her Dad pointed out and she could easily imagine that.

"You actually wanted me to read Waiting for Godot? It's like 200 pages of torture waiting for him and then at the end the bastard doesn't even show his face. It's a misleading piece of crap" her Pops answered to defend himself and for a moment she could imagine that Serah would have exactly the same opinion.

"It is a classic play Dean. I'm sure we could try and find version with pictures if that would make it easier for you?"

"Are you calling me dumb?" her Pops asked sounding outraged.

"I think you'll find I'm implying that you're uneducated actually Dean" her Dad replied calmly and she had to pull the phone away from her ear for a moment as her Pops responded to being called uneducated.

"Did you really just blow a raspberry down the phone?" she asked him and he laughed so she guessed he had.

"How is your sister?" her Dad suddenly asked and Mary felt the tone of the conversation subtly shift from the teasing one it had been a few seconds before.

Mary glanced up to look at where it looked like her sister was having some kind of competition with a few of the other cheerleaders to see who could walk furthest across the grass on their hands without falling over. Mary watched as Serah fall over and noted that despite landing on her ass she was laughing and already pushing herself up to give it another go.

"Good, she's busy with practice though. She says hi" Mary replied careful not to mention that Serah was literally a few feet away from her as she spoke to them.

No-one spoke for a moment. She knew that both her dads would have a lot to say that they wouldn't. It was a sensitive subject and they all avoided talking about it as much as possible. Mary guessed that was the Winchester way. Her Uncle Sam said it was unhealthy but it was how their family had always kind of operated even if it had been half the reason they'd ended up as they had. Mary could feel her dads' loneliness and longing for some kind of connection with their older daughter down the phone and for a moment she felt entirely alone despite the crowdedness of the courtyard and loud laughter coming from her sister's group.

"You still okay with us coming up for the weekend for your birthday?" her Pops eventually asked and Mary knew well enough that he was meant was Serah okay with it. They all knew how much Mary looked forward to them visiting her. Mary was a home bird and she didn't mind admitting that she missed her dads.

"Course I am. I should be finished with classes by 5 on Friday and we can head out to the game if you want on Saturday night? At the last one the marching band did a homage to classic video games at half-time, it was pretty cool" she replied hoping that they'd picked up on the fact that Serah would be cheering at the game as well. They'd never actually seen her cheer before and it was about time that that changed because even if Mary kind of thought it was a little damaging to feminism, Serah was awesome at it.

"Sounds good. Look we've got to go. You're Dad is forcing me to go to some art thing and I just know it's going to be hours of watching people stare at things your cousin Bobbi could make eating tofu and trying to get comfortable despite the sticks in their asses" her Pops told her and the tone shifted again back to the joking tone that Mary preferred. She was relieved and felt some of the suffocating feeling she'd been battling abate.

"I think it's sweet that you still go on dates" she responded honestly. Her dads had the kind of relationship she wanted some day. She knew Serah hated PDA and anything resembling romance but Mary was a love hearts and candy kind of girl.

"Well, I'm sure your Dad will figure out someway to make it less boring" her Pops added and Mary knew him well enough to know exactly what that meant. She groaned and pulled her face in disgust.

"I think that is my cue to go. Love you guys"

"Love you pumpkin, give your sister a hug from us" her Pops told her and she assured him she would.

"And assure her that we are very much looking forward to seeing her" her Dad added as well and Mary promised she'd do that as well and closed the phone.

Serah was heading to practice from the looks of things so Mary pushed herself up and called her sisters name. Serah turned just as Mary reached her and pulled her into a tight hug. Serah hugged her back and smiled softly at her before she turned to follow her squad mates. Mary didn't have to add on the rest, it always the same routine after Mary's weekly call and she hoped that the fact that her sister didn't push her away and call her a baby was indicative that her sister wasn't quite so angry at their parents as she appeared.

XOX

Dean had waved Serah off after class once she'd explained that she needed to get to practice. Dean had promised to meet up with her and her friends that evening for food after his classes. Dean liked her regardless of whether or not they were supposed to be related; she was a good laugh and had seemed quite up for planning out a prank on Sam with him.

He was spread out on the grass waiting for Cas and Sam after class. It was a pretty gorgeous day and he'd finally gotten his bangs cut off after Serah had pointed him in the right direction for the campus hairdresser. He didn't mind taking some downtime to relax. Sure this whole situation sucked balls and he was still kinda hoping that he'd wake up back in some shitty motel or his shitty apartment. He wasn't sure what that asshole Gabriel was trying to prove. Even if he'd managed to hunt down the own alternate future where he and Cas did have a family but this wasn't his future. It would be awesome to have a kid like Serah some day but he certainly wasn't going to banging Cas anytime soon to get one.

Dean probably loved Cas in the same way he loved Sam. He was family and Dean owed him so much, more than he could ever repay. But did that mean he wanted to strip off and let Cas stick his cock in his ass anytime soon? No. Dean Winchester was a boobs man, preferably as big as possible and as many as possible, and that was an unchangeable fact of life.

It still didn't stop the small smile that he found creeping onto his face when he saw Cas crossing the grass towards him with a slightly confused expression on his face.

"I think I've been invited to a party"

"How can you not know if you've actually been invited to a party or not Cas?" Dean asked him as he felt his eyebrow curve upwards as the sentence left his mouth.

"He was highly intoxicated and it was difficult for me to understand him. Though I think the gist was that he was having a party this Friday night and wanted me to get my sweet ass there" Cas explained cupping the words sweet ass in air quotes both with his hands and with his tone and Dean felt his mouth slacken and drop open before he felt a laugh explode from his chest.

"Dude! He was totally hitting on you" Dean exclaimed as he pointed a finger into Cas' chest in order to drive the point home. A frown settled on Cas' face as he glanced down towards the finger that Dean was forcing into his chest.

"Dean I think I would have noticed if he was in-sighting any kind of violence towards me" Cas pointed out, expression dead pan and Dean rolled his eyes and dropped his hand back down onto the grass.

"No I mean he was trying to get into your pants" Dean elaborated but the confusion on Cas' face didn't seem to clear. In fact if everything he just seemed to be more confused. Dean had no idea how this guy could be thousands of years old and not know a come on when he saw it. Was he really that blind to what was right in front of him?

"Why would he want to get into my pants especially as I was already wearing them at the time" Cas asked him and Dean sighed and dropped his head to rest on his knees.

"God. Fine, he invited you to a party in the hopes of having sexual intercourse with you" Dean finally settled on and he watched as understanding settled on Cas' face. He didn't seem to be offended or worried at the fact that this random dude had invited him to be his next hook-up and for some reason the fact that he seemed entirely unbothered about it annoyed Dean.

"Why didn't you just say it like that in the first place?" Cas asked as if Dean had been the dumb one in the conversation and Dean sighed again and gazed around the grass he was sat on. This reality, wherever it was, could literally bite him.

"Man this sucks. All I get is some asshole laughing at me for being dumb and you're having to beat them off with a stick" Dean commented and he knew he sounded like a whiney bitch saying it. But he couldn't see how he was stuck struggling in classes and being laughed at by the nerd squad while Cas seemed to be attracting people to him like flies to a fresh shit. How was he less socially adept at fitting in than a thousand and odd year old Angel who didn't even know when he was being hit on?

"As I have already said he was not hitting me and I was certainly not hitting him with any kind of stick" Cas replied and Dean flung himself backwards onto the grass to stare up to the sky. The sky above them was cloudless and blue. He closed his eyes tight for a moment and opened them with a snap hoping to find himself back in his bed. Of course he would have no such luck and he found the blue of the sky above replaced by Cas' eyes as he stared down at him with a concerned frown. Of course Gabriel would leave him with those goddam eyes.

"I actually give up" Dean informed him and closed his eyes again.

They stayed like that for a moment and when Dean did open his eyes and pushed himself up he found that Cas was sat next to him reading a text book with a great deal of concentration. Dean couldn't help but notice the slight groove in his forehead that reminded him a great deal of the last vessel that Cas had when he'd been concentrating. Before he could catalogue any other similarities between this new body and Jimmy Novak, Sam charged over to them with a furious expression on her face.

"I am done with being a woman" Sam explained angrily and threw herself down onto the grass much like he'd done earlier. Cas looked up from the book that he'd been reading to quirk an eyebrow at the last member of their party. Dean chose to pat his new sister on the head.

"Aww Samantha, come on your period? Want me to go and get you some chocolate? I am not buying you tampons. I love you man but there are limits to that love" Dean explained making sure that Sam knew the rules of the game. Cas actually snorted and turned his questioning gaze on him.

"So you would sell you soul and spend 40 years being tortured in hell but you chose to draw the line at buying him feminine hygiene products that all human female require?" Cas asked him and Dean nodded furiously.

"Dudes do not buy tampons. End of" he told him making clear that it was not a point that was up for negation. He loved Sam, would bargain away his would for the dude, but he was not buying him tampons and being his bitch. He hadn't even done that for Lisa and she'd been letting him have sex with her at the time.

"Not the point here Cas. You want to know what my partner came up with in English 101 this morning? Roses are Red, Violets are blue. I suck at poems, you have nice boobs" Sam informed them and Dean couldn't help but laugh trying to ignore the fact that that was something that a younger Dean would have thought up.

"Did your partner realise that the point of the exercise was to make his sentences rhythm? Or was he aiming for free verse because many consider that to be a lazy man's sonnet" Cas asked completely serious and Sam hit him with one his best bitchfaces.

"Again not the point Cas"

"I fail to see the problem. It has a certain kind of charm to it" Dean pointed out with a lazy grin and for a moment he thought that he could almost see steam pouring out of his brother's ears. But what? It was charming in it's own little way and Sam would have to realise that whatever body Gabriel had slipped him into did have a giant rack. He figured that if Sam had actually been born his sister he would have been a lot more defensive of the amount of jerks hitting on him but this was his 30 year old brother and he was sure he could handle himself.

Plus it was pretty damn funny.

"Then I was just standing in line trying to get my lunch and this random guy comes up to me and I quote, said the following - "That shirt's very becoming on you. Of course, if I were on you I'd be coming too." Sam spat out, a disgusted expression on his face and Dean almost felt himself choke on how much he was laughing. He didn't even know that people who used those kind of pick-up lines even existed.

"I was not aware that offering to ejaculate on a girl that you had just met was a good way to build attraction or a rapport between you" Cas spoke up and Dean could see that familiar confused expression return to his face as he mulled over the fact that someone had actually used such a line to try and pick a chick up.

"Cas you just agreed to be some random guy's prom date on Friday night without even realising it. You do not get to have an opinion on pick-up methods" Dean pointed out to him and Cas sent him an almost perfect copy of Sam's bitchface in return. The guy was getting creepily good at that.

"I cannot spend the next however long listening to that kind of crap Dean. I swear if one more jock greets me with nice tits, wanna fuck? I am going to actually force you to get it on and get us the hell out of here" Sam warned and Dean slapped him across the shoulder with a grin.

"Oh come on Samantha, we're all making the most of our college experience. Just man up and take one for the team" Dean suggested and Sam opened his mouth to spit back some undoubtedly whiny sentence about being sexually harassed or whatever when Cas spoke up.

"But Sam is no longer in a male body that is the problem. I fail to see how he can man up when he has female anatomy" Cas said and as always he was obviously serious.

"And he's seriously the one that keeps getting hit on?" Dean mumbled to himself as Sam fumed silently next to him on the grass. Cas simply shrugged and pointed down towards the lower half of his body with one of his hands.

"Apparently it's because I have an ass that just won't quit" Cas informed them both in a matter-of-fact tone and Sam all but choked on the yelp of surprise that left his mouth next to him. Dean felt his eyes widen and for the second time that lunch time Cas made his mouth drop open in surprise as his slammed a hand into Sam's back to stop him from choking.

Dean found that there was simply no words.

XOX

Author's Note.

Hi :D This is my first attempt at a story and I hope that it is not too terrible to read. I am hoping to update every week if you want me to continue this story. I am also looking for a beta reader if I do continue if anyone would be kind enough to volunteer. I apologise for any mistakes in here that I have not been able to catch myself. I have been reading fanfic of years but never had a go at writing one so this should be an interesting exercise.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed and favourited this story :D

I would love to hear any suggestions or feedback that you have. Please be honest if you feel the idea is to cliché and is not worth continuing.

Thank you very much for reading and I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I have writing it. I look forward to writing more if you want me too :D

Face claim –

I have the following face claims for some of my original characters if you'd like to see what I imagine them to look like. I have no idea who to chose for our new, young team free will so if you have any ideas.

Serah – Anna Kendrick (mostly as Pitch Perfect's Beca)

Mary – Zooey Deschanel (New Girl)

Deanna Winchester – Missy Peregrym (most from Stick It)

Sophia – Ashley Benson

Lucas – Zach Roerig

Lil – Alice Englert

Fox – Deborah Ann Woll

Abi – Emma Stone (Zombieland)

Ella – Emma Stone (Spiderman)

Hanna – Emily VanCamp

Em – Shay Mitchell