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Chapter 2:

I sat down beside Cas, his eyes were fixated on the artwork he was currently working on. His hair was askew, sticking out in random directions as his hand went wildly across the page with black charcoal.

"What're you working on Cas?" I asked, taking a bite out of my turkey sandwich.

"An assignment for art, it's quite annoying. I can't get the shading right" His eyes lifted up to mine as he sighed, his hand coming to an abrupt stop.

"I don't know what you're talking about, it looks great" He rolled his eyes at me as he scrunched it and chucked it in my direction. I picked it up, straightening it out so I could glance down at it.

It was the old maple tree down by river we used to go to when we were kids. We could sit on the branches, talking about miniscule things that just seemed so important.

"I love it Cas" I folded it down gently and tucked it into the pocket of my rucksack. He smiled at me, his blue eyes glinting.

"Do you want to go there, after school?" He asked.

"Yeah" I said, nodding in confirmation. "I just have to take Sammy home first; mum would kill me if I forgot him"

"Dean" said a small voice from behind me. "Can I sit with you and Cas today, I haven't made any friends yet and I don't want to eat by myself."

He looked as if I was going to tell him off for coming anywhere near me.

I patted the seat beside me and he sighed in relief.

"How's your first day been, squirt?" Cas asked him.

"Alright I guess" He shrugged, looking down at his hands, picking at his nails. "My AP English teacher is nice."

"Hey Sammy, where's your lunch?" I murmured, noticing he didn't have it with him.

"Oh, I, um... I ate it already" He didn't look me in the eyes as he spoke, he stumbled for words, trying to wrack his brain for an excuse.

"Sammy, tell me the truth. Where is your lunch?"

"This boy in my class, I think he is a senior... he took it from me. He stomped on it and he chucked it in the bin and called me a dork. Dean, why was he so rude to me? What did I do wrong?" Tears were welling up in his big brown eyes; he looked like an overly kicked puppy. "Am I a dork?"

I saw red. Anger was pulsing through my veins as I stood up, my chair going across the floor of the cafeteria.

"Who was it Sam, show me" He shook his head slowly. "Sam, who the fuck was it?"

By now Castiel had an arm wrapped around his shoulders, glaring at me.

"It was him" He pointed in the direction of my team mate, captain of the football team Julian Greene.

"Right" I grunted, stalking over to him like he was my prey and I was the feline hunting him. "Hey Julian!" I growled out, the whole cafeteria becoming silent as they watched the drama unfold before them.

"Yo! Winchester, what's happening?" He held up his hand, initiating a high five. Instead I pushed him up against the wall, my hand grabbing the scuff of his shirt as I glared down at him.

"What the fuck did you do to my little brother?" His eyes were wide with fear. "You think it's funny picking on kids 5 years younger than you? He is 13 for fucks sake."

"I didn't know he was your brother, okay?"

"And that makes it any better?" I yelled, lifting my hand in the air, only to have a hand wrap around it in a vice like grip.

I whipped around, pushing the person back, raising my fist. I stopped as I saw ocean blue eyes staring back into mine.

"Dean, turn around and go back to the table now." He said in a stern voice.

"No! He needs to be taught a less-"

"I think he has learnt it, haven't you Julian?" Castiel looked at Julian in disgust as he nodded, his head whipping back and forth at an almost inhuman pace. "Good, now let's go Dean"

"Fine" I said through clenched teeth. I looked at Julian, fury dancing in my eyes as I stared into his. "But if you so much as look at my brother in the wrong way I will beat the living shit out you, do you understand me?" He nodded feebly.

I let Cas lead me away from him, his hand had slipped into mine as he brought me back to the table where Sam was sitting with widened eyes. The cafeteria was buzzing again, probably talking about me.

"Are you okay?" I asked calming down enough to talk to him. I knelt down to his level as I let go of Cas' hand. I ruffled Sam's hair gently as he nodded, giving me a small smile.

"He is just a jerk Sam" Cas said.

"So I'm not a dork?" He whispered.

"You're my dork, Sammy" He grinned at that.

I reached into the back of my jeans, pulling out five dollars from my wallet and handing it to Sam.

"Go get something to eat, okay?"

He nodded, wrapping his arms around me.

"Thanks Dean"

X

We sat atop the same maple tree that Castiel had drawn in his picture.

"Dean, why're you so volatile all the time?" He asked, turning to look at me. "I've been so worried about you lately. It's not just me, either"

"Have you been talking to my mum?" I sighed, looking out at the river, looking anywhere but in his eyes.

"We might have talked about it once or twice." I rolled my eyes. "The point is Dean; you've never been like this before. And I know you're better than this. And what are you doing hanging out with the likes of Clarke and his friends. I know you've been smoking marijuana Dean, I've smelt it on you. What's been going on?"

"Nothing, maybe this is the way I am now" Cas shook his head at me, disappointment in his eyes. "Well, maybe it is, maybe you better get used to it or leave"

"I don't believe that for a second." I scratched my arm as it itched, my sleeve sliding up a touch. "Dean, what is that?"

My eyes widened as I yanked my sleeve down.

"It's nothing Cas, really" He shook his head at me, reaching to grab my wrist, he slid the sleeve up, gasping as he saw the damage I had done to myself.

"Dean, what have you done to yourself?" He whispered, tears in his eyes as he stared into mine. "And don't say it's nothing because it's something. Why would you hurt yourself?"

"Please, stop Cas" I mumbled, refusing to look in his eyes. "Please"

"Look at me Dean"

I shook my head no as the tears began to fall from my eyes. "I can't"

Cas wrapped an arm around me, bringing my body closer to his as he rubbed my back.

He lifted my arm to his lips, kissing them gently. He wiped the tears from my eyes with the pad of his thumb.

"Whatever it is in your life that makes you think you have to harm yourself... it stops now. Don't ever do this to yourself again, promise me Dean" I looked into his broken eyes and I nodded, not quite sure if I could keep the promise.

He brought me into his arms, hugging me tightly to his chest as his hot tears hit me.

"I love you Dean Winchester" He whispered.

"I know" I whispered back, enjoying the feeling of his strong, soft arms around me. "I know"