Disclaimer: I still don't own anyone or profiting from this. As much as I wish I was the mastermind behind these two amazing shows
A/N: Thank you so much for the amazing reviews. I enjoyed reading them. Also I recently published a one shot called Though These Diamond Eyes. I would love for you all to read and review it! I didn't receive a lot of feedback for it. So let me know what you think about it even if you hate.
A/N: Dean still isn't talking so everything he "says" will really be him signing. Keep that in mind for the next couple of chapters. I will let you know when things change.
SeanHicks4: I just wanted to thank you for your wonderful review I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. As for Kate being under Vance I like to think of this as AU and I just put my own spin on the story including Vance instead of Morrow because I'm more familiar with the later and feel more comfortable writing him. Also for as accepting the hunting/supernatural I just felt that the team would accept Tony for who he was and not argue with him. I also don't plan to have hunting take a huge part in the story except for Caleb and Bobby. I hope that answers your questions that you may have. Don't hesitate to PM me if you have any more questions or comments.
Previously
Walking out of the building Tony heard the bell ring signaling the end of first hour and couldn't help but think that maybe things were turning around for him.
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"Class this is Dean Winchester. He will be with us for the rest of the semester." Principal Novak introduced as he stepped into the full classroom leading the teen in front of him.
Principal Novak scanned the classroom and was happy to see his son Castiel sitting in the back of the classroom finishing the notes he must have interrupted.
"I expect you all to introduce yourselves after class and show him around school. He is new to the area and I'm sure he would like to see some friendly faces." He finished and turned to the young history teacher who was checking his emails, "I'm sorry Mr. Bohem I'll let you get back to your class."
Turning away from his computer, "Not a problem Mr. Novak I'm sure Dean will fit in just fine."
"Remember what I said Dean." The Principal whispered into Dean's ear before patting him on the back and walking out the door.
"Dean would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" Mr. Bohem asked as he reached for another copy of the history text book.
Dean shook his head frantically.
"What's the problem baby?" One of the bigger boys in the class jeered at Dean.
"Jared that is enough!" Mr. Bohem yelled at the blonde before turning back to Dean, "I'm sorry about that. Why don't you take a sit next to Castiel in the back; he can help you find out where we are. Castiel can you wave your hand?"
Dean looked up to see a tall, black haired teen in the back of the room wave his hand once before going back to texting. Grabbing the book from the teacher he hurried back to the teen before slamming himself into the empty chair at the table.
"Page 393." Castiel said to Dean before going back to his phone.
Dean slowly flipped to the designated page and saw that they were learning about macro and micro economics and took a deep breath of relief. He had done this at his last school.
"I know most of you are juniors and seniors and are only taking this so you can graduate or have your history credits filled…"
Dean started to panic. He wasn't supposed to be here. Principal Novak gave him the wrong schedule. Turning to his side he started to sign to Castiel asking what was going on.
"Leave me alone freak." Castiel angrily whispered before going back to his phone.
After hearing his table partner Dean lowered his hands and went back to surveying his schedule.
"But I want to let you know that this course isn't all book work. Next week we are taking a trip to tour the Capitol building and one of my friends from college as also agreed to let us tour his workplace, NCIS."
"What the hell is NCIS? Some insurance agency?" Jared asked.
"Watch your language Mr. Christenson. NCIS is a federal agency that investigates crime involving the Navy and Marine Corps. I have permission forms that I would like back by the end of the week." Mr. Bohem said walking to the head of each row and handing a handful of papers to them to hand back.
"How long will the trip be?"
"We will be gone all day, Sarah." The class cheered with the news.
The bell rang just as the papers were finished being handed out, "Now remember you have your papers due tomorrow on the Judicial System." He yelled out the door behind most of the class.
"Novak! You coming or what?" Jared asked getting up from his desk that somehow managed to hold his solid, athletic frame and came to the back of the room where Castiel was hastily packing up, "Is this little punk bothering you?" He asked pointing to Dean.
"No Jared. Let's go." Castiel said pulling his friend away from Dean who was putting his own book into his backpack.
"Mr. Winchester? Do you need any help finding your next class? I'm sure that Mr. Novak or Mr. Christianson would love to help you with that. Wouldn't you boys?" Mr. Bohem asked coming back into the classroom as students started to fill in for his next class.
Dean walked forward with his schedule firmly in hand, "I have the wrong schedule. I'm only a freshman." He signed waving the paper in his hand.
"I'm sorry I don't understand what you mean Dean."
"I have the wrong schedule! I'm not supposed to be in your class." Dean answered and was now spelling out what he was asking for the teacher as Jared and Castiel stood laughing by the door.
"Let me take you down to Principal Novak and see if he can help us." Mr. Bohem said waving for Dean to lead the way, "I would suggest you two get to class. Castiel I'm sure you father won't be happy to see you serving another detention."
"Yes Mr. Bohem." The two teens answered and quickly left the room walked quickly down the hallway.
"Come on Dean let's see if we can't get this figured out."
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Cas was in the middle of texting his soon to be ex-girl friend Amanda when his father came in and he quickly feigned note taking, "Class this is Dean Winchester. He will be with us for the rest of the semester."
He could feel his father's eyes on him but he didn't react he just looked up from the paper to size up the new kid. This Dean kid didn't look like a senior he was actually kind of small.
"I expect you all to introduce yourselves after class and show him around school. He is new to the area and I'm sure he would like to see some friendly faces. I'm sorry Mr. Bohem I'll let you get back to your class."
Turning away from his computer, "Not a problem Mr. Novak I'm sure Dean will fit in just fine."
Cas watched as his father left before returning to his phone where Amanda had sent another angry text. God he was so not in the mood for her stupid whining today. He just wanted to go back to sleep. Break was way to short this year especially with Gabe, his Dad's boyfriend, bugging him to try all of his stupid pastries.
"Dean would you like to introduce yourself to us?" Mr. Bohem.
Waiting to hear what this kid had to say Cas looked up and had to stifle a laugh when all Dean did was shake his head back and forth frantically.
"What's the problem baby?" Cas heard Jared yell at the kid.
"Jared that's enough!" He heard Mr. Bohem scold before he heard the teacher yell at him to wave his hand. Half heartedly waved his hand in the air before replying back to the text.
He heard a thump next him before muttering, "Page 393."
Mr. Bohem had resumed where he had left off when he saw the new kid turn towards him and do something weird with his hands when he got another text message. Amanda had just broken up with him. Before he replied he muttered, "Leave me alone freak." Feeling guilty almost immediately for insulting the kid he was about to apologize. But decided to reply to the text instead and the permission form was shoved in his face shortly after and then the bell rang.
"Novak! You coming or what?" He saw his friend get up from his desk and come over to him, "Is this little punk bothering you?" Jared motioned to Dean who he could see was hastily packing his book and permission slip away. "No Jared. Let's go."
"Mr. Winchester? Do you need any help finding your next class? I'm sure that Mr. Novak or Mr. Christianson would love to help you with that. Wouldn't you boys?" He heard Mr. Bohem offered coming back into the classroom. He and Jared exchanged looks of dread before turning around to see where they would have to cart Dean off too.
Turning around they watched as the new kid started to wave his hands around with his schedule.
"I'm sorry I don't understand what you mean Dean."
They continued watching as the hand movements slowed and became deliberate and slow as if that would get the point across better and they started to laugh at both teacher and student.
"Let me take you down to Principal Novak and see if he can't help us." Mr. Bohem said waving for Dean to lead the way, "I would suggest you two get to class. Castiel I'm sure you father won't be happy to see you serving another detention." They watched as Mr. Bohem gave them the stink eye. They quickly left the room and down the hallway to escape further trouble.
Walking into their foods class, "So what do you think that little freaks problem is?"
"Maybe we should give him a chance Jared? He looks like he could be good for the team this year and with us graduating in the spring they are going to need new recruits." Cas tried to reason as he set his books down on a table and headed over to their kitchen.
"What now you feel sorry for the retard?"
"No I'm just sayi-"
"It sounds like you are man. Besides I know that look on your face and I think we need to find you a new girl and ASAP."
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"Dean what can I do for you? Your brother just left." Principal Novak greeted as he allowed the teacher and student to take a seat in his office.
Dean shoved his schedule towards the Principal before taking a seat in the soft chair he had just vacated.
"I didn't know that Dean was deaf. He tried signing to me and I'm sorry Michael but I couldn't understand him. We thought that maybe you could help him. Maybe we should get an interrupter for him." Mr. Bohem said as he too took a seat.
Michael took a look at the schedule and couldn't see anything wrong with it, "Don't worry Gavin I can get this from here. You have a class to teach."
The dismissed teacher stood up and left the office swinging the door shut behind him.
Watching the door swing shut Principal Novak turned around to face Dean, "I talked to Tony and he told me about what's been going on at home and I'm sorry. Now Mr. Bohem mentioned that you signed and I'm sorry but I can't understand that so in order for me to help you we need to find some kind of middle ground. Any ideas?" He said sitting back in his office chair and watched the teen.
Dean motioned for a paper and pen which were quickly handed to him.
"I'm in the wrong history class. It's for juniors and seniors."
Mr. Novak looked back on the schedule and saw that Dean was right and remembered what he had come up with, "After looking at your transcripts I decided that this class might be best for you. Besides you only have a semester left and then we can get you into something more suitable. Are you ok with this? I can move you to a class with kids your own age if it makes you uncomfortable." The older man quickly remedied himself.
"Fine. Now where do I go next?" Dean hastily wrote down on the notepad.
"You have study hall it is in the library. Make two lefts then a right."
Dean got up tossing the paper and pen on the chair and left the room.
"Well that went well."
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"Winchester! What have you got so far?" Gibbs yelled as he walked into the bullpen with a large cup of coffee in hand.
Tony looked up from the dusty file he was reading, "On the cold case? Because I have to tell you boss it is cold for a reason."
"No on the case we're working." Gibbs answered as he met Kate and McGee at the plasma.
"Case?" Tony asked getting up and running to meet his teammates.
"Yeah the one you missed this morning."
"Boss I told you I had the morning off to meet with Dean's Principal." Tony started to protest.
"Fine just don't let it happen again. I can't have my Senior Field Agent running around missing work." Gibbs answered before taking a gulp of coffee and turning to the two older members, "What's wrong with you two that you couldn't share the details with Tony?"
They were both like fish out of water, "Don't sit their gaping like idiots brief him."
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"Ok class. We have five minutes left before school ends and I think you have all done a wonderful job in class today. I'm giving you the rest of the day to do what you want. Also just a reminder we have Math Club tonight until four." Mr. Collins announced to the class of eager fourth graders and soon retreated to the back of the classroom to grade papers.
Sam ran over to Matt, "Are you staying for Math Club?"
"I don't know Sam. I don't think I have a ride. My mom has to stay late at the office tonight."
"Tony can give you a ride." Sam offered.
"Really?" Matt asked.
"Sure. He won't mind."
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Caleb was sorting through the new shipment of guns that had just come in and wished Dean was here to help him out. The new replacement wasn't due until Friday and he was getting swamped with orders.
Hearing his personal phone ring he looked at the ID before answering, "What's up?"
"Can you pick Sam and Dean up? We just got a new lead on the case and Gibbs wants me to interrogate. He isn't happy that I took the morning off either."
"Sure. I can do that."
"I owe you one. Oh and Sam stays after until four tonight. Dean gets out at 2:30." Tony commented.
"I got it. Just get that bad guy or whatever it is that you guys do. Oh and tell Kate I will be waiting for her." Caleb answered seductively causing a reaction from the younger man.
"Ewww! I so did not need to hear that."
"Whatever man. I can get Sam and Dean. Any idea when you'll be home?"
"I have no idea. You know where my emergency stash is so just order pizza or something."
"I'm on it." Caleb answered and hung up. Looking around him he realized that he had a lot of work to finish in a couple of hours.
"Damn I sure have my work cut out for me."
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After roaming the hallways of the high school for the past hour Dean heard the bell ring and he looked down at his schedule and realized that he had lunch next. Thank the lord at least that wouldn't be so hard to find.
Walking into the cafeteria he tried to find an empty seat but couldn't see one anywhere. He decided he wasn't hungry so he might as well just sit in the hallway. Bending down he took a seat next to the display case that was holding all the school's sports trophies and academic achievements when he saw someone sit next to him.
Looking over he saw the jerk from history (the only class he managed to make it to so far) and had a piece of paper shoved at him.
Opening the letter he read it carefully, "Sorry about this morning. I just broke up with my girlfriend and I was in a bad mood. I didn't mean what I said; I was being an ass. Let me start over my name is Castiel Novak, my friends call me Cas. What's your name?"
Dean grabbed a pencil and quickly jotted an answer and handed it back.
Cas opened the letter, "Hey jack ass. I don't know what your problem is but if I'm some charity case to you then just leave."
Cas angrily replied and crinkled the note into a ball before tossing it back and getting up.
Dean ripped the paper open, "You're not a damn charity case. I just thought that you could use a friend but I guess I was wrong. Have a nice life loser."
Cas felt something hit him in the shoulder and turned around to see what hit him. Looking down he saw a wrinkly paper airplane and opened it.
"The name's Dean Winchester."
A/N: Reviews please? Sorry for the crappy chapter. Better one next time.