Chapter 12 – Who did it?

"Go away!"

"No… I want to talk to you."

"And I said, GO. AWAY!"

Things weren't going well for Sam. He still had Gabriel following him, and he was pissed. Not only because of the part where Gabriel was following him, but now he was also approaching him.

"Please!" He said as he tried to get Sam to look at him. "Just hear me out, kid!"

Sam stopped. He had been trying to run away from him, but it just wasn't working as well as he hoped it would go. He turned around and looked at Gabriel, waiting for him to continue.

"Thank you!" Gabriel said with a grin. "You probably know my name by now. I bet your brother has told you by now! Still, I feel like I need to tell you myself." He got himself closer to Sam and held out his hand for Sam to hold. "My name is Gabriel Novak, but you can call me Gabe. It's nice to meet you."

Reluctantly, Sam took his hand and shook it.

"I'm Sam." Sam didn't exactly want to tell him his name, but it was only fair… Gabriel had introduced himself to him. "I'm just not sure if I feel the same about meeting you."

Gabriel rolled his eyes. Their hands let go of each other and Gabriel started looking for something in his pocket.

Sam looked at him curiously.

"What are you trying to find in there?" He asked out of curiosity.

Gabriel smiled.

"Just the best thing in the WHOLE WORLD!" He yelled at Sam, his face all lit up.

Sam rolled his eyes.

"Which is…"

"CANDY!" His hand got back from his pocket and Gabriel started unwrapping a lollipop. He looked at Sam. "Do you want one? I think I have some more in my pocket."

Sam's eyes went wide.

"No! Thanks, but no!"

Gabriel seemed amused by his reaction.

"Oh really?" He asked as he placed the lollipop in his mouth for the first time. "Because these are JUST the best! You have absolutely no idea what you're missing out by not having one!"

"I don't want one!" Sam shook his head. "What do you want from me, anyway?"

Gabriel place one arm behind Sam's back, to get himself closer to the younger boy.

"You know kid, I like you. It took me almost two weeks to make you stop and listen."

"How about you go straight to the point?" Sam pouted interrupting Gabriel's rambling.

"Alright! You're spoiling my speech but alright! I want to know one thing." Gabriel stopped and faced Sam. Gabriel was only an inch taller than Sam, and he planned on using it in his favor, he stood as straight as he could to make himself taller. "Why does your brother have a wound like that in his arm?"

All of his being stopped – his breathing, his mouth fell open, his arms couldn't move, he was stuck in that question. Why did he ask that? As soon as he managed to regain the power to speak he did it.

"Excuse me?" For sure, Gabriel hadn't asked that… Did he? He must have heard it wrong!

"Why. Did. Your. Brother. Have. A. Wound. Like. That. In. His. Arm?" He asked pausing between each word to make sure Sam would understand clearly what he wanted to know.

Sam's breathing started increasing quickly. He wasn't sure what to say. Dean had told him he told the nurse he had fallen and got a stick stuck on his arm… Maybe he could say the same thing. He gulped and faced the floor.

"Hmm… Dean, hmm, he… He fell on the floor, we were racing home, and I guess he tripped… And he got a-a stick stuck in his arm."

Gabriel looked curiously at Sam as he took the lollipop out of his mouth.

"I don't believe you."

Sam's eyes shot up to meet Gabriel's.

"I think you're telling me the same thing Dean-o told Cassie… And I don't believe that story." Gabriel got himself between Sam and the path he wanted to take. His face looked serious, his eyes were fixed on Sam's; the lollipop was now hanging on his hand instead of being in his mouth. As his face got closer to Sam's, to make himself more intimidating, he spoke again. "So you better start talking."

Sam was afraid of what was going to happen. He couldn't tell him what John had done, but he was also afraid that Gabriel would hurt him if he didn't say anything.

"I can't tell you." He said simply. He couldn't really; he was terrified of what would happen if he told him.

"Let's try this one more time." Gabriel growled, trying to get Sam to break and start spilling the truth. "What happened to his arm?"

"I told you, I can't tell you." Sam shivered and he felt tears starting to gather in his eyes. Why was this happening to him? He didn't know.

Gabriel noticed Sam was on the verge of crying, so he took a different approach.

"Why are you about to cry?" He asked. "Did I make this to you? Are you just this weak, and can't handle a bit of pressure?"

"I-I…" Sam tried to speak, but he couldn't. He felt like he wasn't in control of his own body. He was being faced about the fact that his father wasn't a good one, and he couldn't say anything out of fear; Gabriel just wanted to know, and Sam wanted to tell him, he wanted the world to know, because maybe then they could just ran away from John, but he was too afraid to try it.

"I see… You're weak. You're a coward!" Gabriel smirked.

"I can tell you this." Man up, Sam! You're a Winchester after all! "I'm too afraid of the consequences to tell you what happened to Dean." It wasn't that bad… See… You did it! You admitted something, which is far more than saying absolutely nothing at all.

Gabriel furrowed his brows.

"What do you mean you're 'too afraid of the consequences'? Did someone do that to your brother?"

Gabriel didn't know exactly how bad it was exactly. He only knew what Castiel had told him, and it was only enough to get more information from Dean's little brother.

After telling just a bit to Gabriel, it was a bit easier to talk about it. Just to say little details, like admitting it had been someone, but he still couldn't say the whole thing.

"Yeah. That's exactly what I mean. I can't talk because someone will make it not worth it." Sam took a deep breath. "Now if you excuse me, I need to go to the library."

Sam shoved Gabriel from the way and started walking away.

Gabriel didn't know what to think. Someone was making both boys be afraid of what would happen if they told anyone what had happened. His brother wasn't going to be pleased.

"You're Charlie, right?"

Charlie glanced to her side and saw Balthazar standing there.

"What do you want?" She wasn't ready to talk to him. She wasn't ready to speak to anyone apart from Dean. But she couldn't exactly ignore Balthazar Novak.

"Hello Charlie! I just want to talk to you… I want to ask you something…" He spoke with a smile.

Charlie felt disgust. Was that the same thing Castiel had told Anna? Did he just wanted to talk too?

"I'm listening, but that doesn't mean I will answer." She couldn't deal with anyone. So hearing the person out was the best way to do it. If he said anything about Anna, then he would regret it; if he didn't, maybe she would answer.

"I like you Charlie…" Balthazar admitted with a smile. "And I want to help you… By helping your friend… So tell me… What happened to Dean's arm?"

She wasn't expecting this. With everything he could possibly want, why did he have to ask that?

"He got a stick in there I believe." She replied. Charlie was a great liar. She could trick almost anyone into believing she was speaking the truth… She just hoped she could fool him too.

"I don't believe you."

So much for lying.

"I don't know… He didn't tell me anything." Playing the victim always helps… Dean didn't exactly tell me, I guessed who did it and he complimented with how John did it…

"And why don't I believe that?" Balthazar's smile was starting to disappear. "You are his best friend! Of course he told you how he got it!"

"If you know that, then you probably know that best friends don't spill out everything they know about the other! We promise not to tell anyone!"

Balthazar was starting to get tired of this.

"Why can't you answer a simple question? I just want to know how did he get his arm like that! So please tell me!"

"No!"

Charlie wasn't going to tell. John had never threatened her before, but there was always a first time for everything, and if she was going to tell the truth, he kinda scared her. She admired Dean for living with him, and getting through all that just to spare Sam. She was proud of Dean's strength, and she was also sad that he had to live like that. So she tried to make him happy whenever they were together, because she knew that was one of the only moments that he would actually smile and be happy.

"Why?" Since he couldn't get what he wanted, he tried to get another answer, one that maybe would help.

"Because that will make it worse!" She spoke without really thinking. "And I can't make it worse!"

Balthazar eyed her carefully. He knew when it was enough. He knew that she was already broken; he made sure she would see when Castiel and Anna were going at it, so she was easy to break a bit more, only this time, he needed her to talk.

"If you tell me, why will that make it worse?"

Charlie realized what she had said a few seconds after saying it. She was in shock with herself, how could she do it? How could she tell a Novak that?!

"Forget it." She said.

"No." Balthazar insisted.

"I SAID FORGET IT!" She yelled at him in frustration as she started running away from him.

"Now that was interesting!" Balthazar said to himself with a smile.

"Cassie! I have some news!" Balthazar said as he approached his brother.

Just behind him, Gabriel was walking to them with a grin.

"Hey, bros! I have some interesting stuff to tell you."

They walked to an empty classroom, it was easy to find one, because the school day had just ended.

"Who's going first?" Castiel asked as he sat himself on the closer desk.

Balthazar and Gabriel exchanged some glances, and Balthazarsat himself next to Castiel.

"Charlie said something… She said that if she told me 'it would make it worse'… I don't know what to make of it… But it can't be good." Balthazar informed.

"Let's see if Gabe found anything that we can use to understand." Castiel said.

Gabriel got himself a candy from his pocket and sat on an empty chair, putting it in front of the table where his brothers were sitting.

"Well… Little Sammy Winchester, gave me something juicy." He said with a smirked as he chewed on the candy.

"Go on…" Castiel scuffed.

"He said that he was too scared to talk. He was scared of the consequences… And you know what anyone would make out of that? Someone is bullying them really bad. He wouldn't say who did it, but he agreed that there was someone."

All three of them thought for a while. Gathering the new information hadn't ben easy. They had to make them weak before going after them. And even with that they weren't that easy to break at all.

"I guess this means," Balthazar started. "that if they won't talk, we need to find out for ourselves."

Castiel rolled his eyes.

"Assbutts! I told you it had been someone already. You should have tried to find out who!" he scolded them.

"Yeah… We know. But you also said you weren't sure, right? So know we have this piece of information for sure!" Gabriel said with a grin.

A/N: Thank you for reading so far! Please let me know what you thought of this chapter!

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