Silent Angel:

Hunters High:

"You got your letter?" Micheal asked. Castiel held it up. "Good. I'm off work all day today so if you need me, go to the office, pick up the phone and hand it to them and point to my number on the letter. Go it?" Castiel nodded. "Good. Come on. Lets get you to school."

Castiel's new school was different. It looked bigger and no doubt it was but it just made him more nervous. How many people are gonna be in there? He found his way to the head masters office in no time. He'd been to enough of them to know that they are usually the first door to the right from the entrance. He knocked.
"Come in" called a voice. Castiel opened the door and walked in. "You must be Castiel" the man offered Castiel his dark hand but Castiel just shoved the letter into it, paniced. The head master read it.

'Dear who ever is reading this,

The boy who handed you this letter is called Castiel Novak. He can't talk. Sadly, we lost our mum around the time Castiel was meant to be learning to talk and our dad was so taken over by grief that he never got around to teaching him. Be sure that you don't mention religion to him. Never say the word angel to him directly. Don't mention our dad or our mum. The consequences of doing that can be really surfier. So be careful. He works better next to a window and he will most likely want to know where he can find the library, so be sure you cover that before mentioning anything about class. He'll need somewhere to escape to and the library will be the place he'll go. Since he doesn't talk, he can't ask to go to the toilet or the office so if he walks out of class suddenly do not be alarmed. If you would like to talk to his pervious head master, the number is as follows:

07235 10123. If you have any questions you want to ask me personally call one of the two numbers,

Tuesday and weekends: 017325 9623.

Every other week day: 07691 2537.

Thank you for understanding,

His oldest brother, Micheal.

The man handed the letter back,

"You need to keep hold on to that. You'll need to present it to all your teachers when you walk into their classes. Follow me, I'll show you where you can find the Library" (the head master) lead the way. Castiel was taking mental notes. From the entrance, take a right, go down 5 steps, then take a left. Go up the stairs to your right, level two. Forward 10 steps, then take a left. You're there. "It's here. You can go in there, it's open all day even during lessons. You can't just jump out of lesson anytime you wish and come here, but if you need to print or need rescores, you can come here. Break and lunch too, but you can't eat in there and no drink unless it's water. And you have to keep your voice down. No issue for you I imagine." Castiel rolled his eyes, sure he'd gotten jokes before about his not talking problem but he was tired of them and has never found them amusing. "Your first class is this way." Again Castiel took mental notes, from the library, take 5 footsteps, make a left. Down the stairs to your right. 10 footsteps, going left second door down. "This is your timetable." Castiel took the piece of paper he was being offered.

His first lesson was math. He could have had worse. But how packed was that classroom?

"Castiel, you wanna give the same letter you gave me?"

Castiel handed the women the letter his brother wrote and the head master walked back to his office. Castiel's math teacher looked over the letter,

"Okay" she said handing it back to him. "Winchester" she called.

The gingery brown haired boy looked up from his friends, "Castiel, works better next to a window. So I'm gonna have to ask you to sit behind Crowley, so Castiel can take your seat."

The green eyed boy looked up at Castiel. He saw Castiel's heavenly blue eyes. Those eyes.

"Whatever" Dean smiled, picking up his things he moved. Castiel just watched him, with surprised eyes. He wouldn't have moved if he was asked and it was interesting to see that other people would. Sure enough not everyone had the upbringing he did but still.

"You are more than welcome to open it at anytime you wish" mentioned gesturing for him to take his seat. Castiel carried his stuff to his new seat. Castiel never looked up from his book. Not even once. Not even after he finished 10 minutes into the lesson. He just sat there. Not sure if he was going to get more, be asked to leave or just have to sit there.

"Castiel are you finished? Stuck?" his teacher asked moving from her desk to find out why he wasn't doing anything. "Oh my g-" she stopped herself before she could carry on. Don't mention religion. "Thats amazing. Do you want some more? Thumbs up for yes thumbs down for no." She showed with her own thumbs what he had to do. After a few hesitate moments, Castiel put one of his thumbs up.

wrote a few questions down in his book, "any problems, just - knock I guess. I'll go through one or two questions with you, making sure you understand." She walked off again. Dean, Crowley and Alister laughed. No one had ever finished work that fast and even if they did, why would they agree to do more?

"Your meant to say thank you" Crowley whispered in Castiel's ear. Castiel didn't respond. He didn't even twitch. The boys were used to at least a little reaction. But Castiel gave them nothing. "Didn't your mu-" Castiel was rolling his hands up into fists. When Dean interrupted,

"Crowley, stop man" he guested to Castiel's balled up fists.

"Thats the trigger" Alister noted. Castiel relaxed. Damn his temper. He was ready to start hitting the guy. His first day, he shouldn't have been. Micheal was right it did need work. Anna was right too, he needed someone. Let again so was Gabriel, maybe he should talk. Balthazar? Yeah he might be right. Maybe Castiel did need a drink every know and then. Lucifer? Maybe taking anger was good, but the way Castiel did it, maybe not so much.