A/N: Again, I'm really sorry this took so long. I had no idea how to write this part, and it didn't turn out anything like I wanted it to, but it'll have to do. Perhaps I'll rewrite it some time. I for got to do this last time, but I would like to send HUGE thank you's to everyone that has followed and/or favourited this story, it really means a lot! Also, virtual cookies to Devy72699, HattieHat13, Tap dat cas and kuramalover011 for reviewing! I get really happy every time I read them, so THANK YOU! Every person who reviews this chapter gets... Free pie! Because we all love pie, do we not?

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Chapter 3

"Hello, Sam." Sam spun around at the mention of his name. "Whoa, you're even taller than I expected!"

The corridor – which Sam could've sworn was filled with people just a second ago – was empty, save for one boy with sandy blond hair.

"Um, hi. I don't think that we've met before?" Sam said, slightly nervous. The other boy just had this air about him that made him feel weird. And not the good kind of weird.

"Ah, yes, of course." the other boy paused for a second. "My name is Lucifer. I'm sure you've heard about me by now."

Sam's eyes widened slightly in recognition of the name and Lucifer smiled.

"There it is."

All of a sudden, Sam felt even more uneasy.

"So, um, what do you want with me?" Sam asked, wearily.

"Oh, I just wanted to introduce myself." Lucifer raised his eyebrows and feigned an innocent expression.

Sam simply blinked and a frown crossed his face for a fragment of a second, making Lucifer's smile grow.

"I like you, Sam." He said. "Tell you what; I'd like you to join me. Not in the way that most other people though. I want you in a high position."

Sam had a skeptic look on his face.

"You'll have power. Everyone will know who you are, and many of them will give everything to get close to you. You would be able to know everything about everyone."

Sam was still quiet, with the same untrusting expression on his features.

"I don't give this offer to just anyone, Sam."

The tall boy shifted uneasily. Lucifer had gradually drifted closer to him during the time that he spoke, and was now invading his personal space.

"Oh, there you are Samsquatch!" As Sam spun around he couldn't help the huge smile that spread on his lips. He didn't know why, but the voice that had just spoken sounded like that of an angel's.

"I was looking all over for y-" Gabriel cut himself off when he saw who was standing behind Sam, now smirking.

"Oh. Lucifer." he then said, coldly. Lucifer's smirk grew into an evil grin and he nodded towards his brother.

"Gabriel."

When Sam looked back at the older Novak, the grin was quickly replaced by the same smile as earlier.

"Think about it." Lucifer said before turning around and leaving.

Sam let out a breath that he didn't know he had held and grinned at Gabriel.

"Thanks, Gabe, you really saved me."

The frown that Gabriel had gotten on his face during his short exchange of words with his brother was replaced by a bright smile as he looked back at Sam.

"No problem, Sammy! No one should have to deal with Lucy on their first day anyway! Oh, that rhymed!" Gabriel's smile grew into a grin as Sam laughed. "Anyway, the others are waiting. Let's go."

The afternoon was spent driving around the whole town, with stops like Gabriel's favorite ice cream parlor, the town's library, and a small antiques shop that Castiel insisted that they visited.

A few hours later, they found themselves at the Roadhouse, which was a combined diner and bar owned by Bill and Ellen Harvelle, Jo's parents.

"Well, look who the cat dragged in!" Ellen said when they stepped through the door. The group of youngsters all said their greetings as they sat down at a table.

"So, what can I get for you?" Ellen then asked.

Gabriel, Anna and Jo ordered a late of fries each, and Dean tried to order pie, but Sam gave him a bitch face, so he rolled his eyes and settled with a late of fries as well. Sam didn't order anything at all, and Castiel only took a glass of water.

"You sure?" Ellen asked the two of them, and when they nodded she simply shrugged her shoulders and went to get their orders.

They fell into an easygoing conversation. If anyone from the outside saw them, they never would have noticed that almost half of the group hadn't known most the others before that day. Even Castiel smiled ever so slightly at times. For some reason, that always made Dean grin even wider, but he didn't think anything of it.

After some time, Dean noticed how Castiel kept sending glances towards everyone's fries. Gabriel had already forced Sam to eat some of his.

Without thinking, he pushed his plate a bit towards the other boy. "Here."

Castiel blushed slightly. "Oh, no, it's fine."

"I know you want them. I don't mind." Castiel watched him, uncertain, but when Dean didn't budge, he lowered his gaze and took one of the fries.

"Thanks…" He mumbled, still blushing.

Sam and Jo exchanged amused, but still slightly confused, looks; Dean didn't share his food, ever. They didn't mention it, however, and the conversation went on, the only change that Castiel was now taking fries from Dean's plate at times.

Soon, they all had to start heading home, so they exchanged goodbyes and the Winchesters went one way, the Novaks another, and Jo stayed behind to help her mother.

"Hi, boys!" Mary Winchester greeted her sons as they stepped inside the house. "How was your first day at school?"

"Hey, mom! It was great!" Sam said, excited. Mary laughed.

"Really? Did you get any friends?"

"Jo introduced us to hers." Dean answered that question.

"Yeah, and Dean got himself a boyfriend." Sam said, grinning. Mary raised her eyebrows, and Dean just looked at him like he had gone crazy.

"…what?" Dean finally asked.

"Cas! I mean, you let him eat your food!" Sam explained and ended off with wiggling his eyebrows slightly.

When Dean understood what Sam was talking about, he rolled his eyes and groaned. "Gabriel is already rubbing off on you. I should probably him away from you." He then joked.

This time, it was Sam who rolled his eyes, still grinning. "You wouldn't be able to. You could lock me up in a tower, and he would come save me."

"Well, Samantha, it's great that you found your knight in a shining armor, but I'm starving. What's for dinner?"