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Sam sighed and ran a hand through his recently trimmed hair. It was still shaggy, but Dean wanted (more like demanded) him to cut it somewhat before his first day at Lawrence High School. He looked around the hallway trying to find his best friend, Kevin. Kevin walked up and looked around.

"There are a lot of people here."

"Yeah, dude. It's high school."

"Thanks for that update, Sammy." Sam shot a bitch-face towards Kevin at the use of that nickname. He didn't even allow Castiel to call him that. Kevin saw it and recoiled slightly. "Sorry, man. By the way, we need to go. I hear this Mr. Hendrickson is a jerk."

"Yeah, alright." Sam grabbed his notebook from his locker and the two started down the hallway. Sam looked around. He saw a few people that he knew, like Jessica, Jody and then Sam heard the laugh of Gabriel Principatum that made his heart soar. Sam looked around and saw him, a couple lockers down. His blonde hair was shorter, the back just above the collar of his shirt. His golden eyes were shining like sunbeams. Sam shook his head, trying to get the thoughts of his ex-best friend out of his head.

"Are you okay?" Kevin asked once they reached the classroom. Sam nodded and took a seat in his advanced geography class. Mr. Hendrickson stood up from his desk after the bell rang and began class, starting the lecture immediately after roll call. Sam was scribbling notes as Mr. Hendrickson was talking. He was glad that he didn't have a teacher that was taking it slow, because if it was slow that meant Sam had time to think. Most of the time, if he was thinking, he was thinking about Gabriel. It had been almost two years since Gabriel and Sam had had an actual conversation, but Sam still thought about him all the time. He knew that there was no way that Gabriel thought about Sam the same the way, but it didn't stop him from thinking about Gabriel like that. Sam couldn't really explain his feelings for Gabriel. He knew it was a lot more than a crush. He knew that he was in love with Gabriel, he just wasn't sure he was ready to tell everybody else yet.

Gabriel was sitting in his composition class, doodling while Mrs. Campbell droned on and on about something or other. He looked down at his picture and realized that there was drawing a very familiar pair of blue/green eyes. He sighed. He knew that Sam hated him at this point. They hadn't talked in years, and it killed Gabriel. He just missed Sam. He had never really talked to Michael or Lucifer like he did Sam, and he sure as hell couldn't tell Crowley anything unless he wanted half the school to know. The bell rang and Gabriel gathered his things. He was off to P.E. next period. He had compared schedules with his friends and knew that he had P.E. with Lucifer and Crowley. Gabriel walked down the stairs into the gym of his school. He looked around and found Crowley and Lucifer leaning against the bleachers, talking. He walked over and heard his friends talking about some party somebody was going to throw that weekend.

"Ruby, I think."

"Gabe, would you be up for having a party at Ruby's on Friday?" Crowley asked.

"Uh…no. I've got my mom's 40th birthday party that night."

"And you have to go…why?"

"It's a big deal for my parents. There's going to be a lot of family and friends there." Gabriel secretly hoped that Dean and Castiel, who were invited, would bring Sam along and the two could talk. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't, but it was worth a shot.

"Well, maybe next time then." Coach Roth blew his whistle and the students lined up, waiting for instruction.

Later on in the day, Gabriel kept sneaking glancing at Sam. Their lockers were only about ten lockers down from each other, so he could see him every passing period. Each passing period lasted about seven minutes, so Gabriel spent about three minutes watching Sam. Each time one of those dimples appeared on Sam's face, Gabriel swooned a little bit more.

"Dean, please don't make me go to this."

"Come on, Sam. I know you and Gabriel aren't the closest anymore but Saraqeal will be happy to see you there." Dean straightened the collar of Castiel's polo shirt. Sam sighed. It was Friday night, and almost time for Saraqeal's birthday party.

"That's not why I don't want to go."

"Sam, what's bothering you?" Castiel turned his bright blue eyes towards Sam.

"Nothing, just school is already getting crazy. I'm tired. I just want to stay home."

"Don't lie. Come on"

"I'm not. Can we just go?" Sam tried to push past Dean, but Dean put his arm out to stop him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Sammy, what's the matter?" Sam locked eyes with his older brother.

"I just, I'm…ugh. Can I not go? Can't I just stay here?"

"Maybe if you tell us what's going on."

"Can we not do this right now?" Sam could feel the tears coming to his eyes. Dean nodded towards the door and Castiel walked out of the living room.

"Sammy, come on. What's going on?" Sam sighed.

"I…" Sam sighed again. "I think…I'm in love."

"You're in love? Well that's great, Sammy. Who is she?"

"Gabriel." Sam barely whispered. Dean did a double take.

"As in…?"

"Gabriel."

"Wow, um…so…are you telling me…?" Dean ran a hand through his hair. Castiel walked back into the room and leaned against opening.

"Are you…?"

"I'm gay." Sam blurted. Castiel walked over to Dean and the two stared for a moment before Dean stepped toward Sam and pulled him into a hug.

"Sammy, you know that Cas and I will love you no matter what." After Sam and Dean broke apart, Castiel opened his arms and Sam went into them. The two hugged and Sam looked at Dean when they broke apart.

"Sam, if being around Gabriel would make you uncomfortable, you don't have to go." Dean nodded in agreement.

"That makes me feel like a whiny bi…brat." Sam sighed, walked over and sat on the couch. Dean followed.

"Sam, I know what it's like to be in love in high school. It hurt me knowing that he didn't feel the same. Do you know if Gabriel feels the same?"

"No, he doesn't. He's had a girlfriend since middle school."

"Well in that case, you're not going tonight. I'll tell Sara that you went to a movie with Kevin." Dean stood up and walked towards Castiel.

"Are you guys sure?" Sam stood up.

"Yeah, stay here tonight, Sammy. Order a pizza." Dean pulled out his wallet and put two twenties on the counter.

"Dean…"

"Sam, you're going to stay here okay?" Castiel shot Sam a sympathetic look. Sam nodded and gave hugs to his guardians. Sam didn't say it enough, but he was always grateful for having Dean and Cas around. He knew that they would support him. He watched as they left, waving from the doorway. Sam walked back into the living room and sat on the couch. He knew that avoiding Gabriel wasn't the best thing to do, but it sure was the easiest.

"Mom, you said the Winchesters are coming right?" Gabriel asked as he tried to sneak a piece of candy out of the bowl that was on their dining room table. Saraqeal smacked his hand away. "Ow!"

"Stop it. Now, yes, the Winchesters are coming. I don't know if Sam is though." Gabriel tried not to look disappointed. The guests began to arrive, none of which were Dean and Castiel. Finally, about twenty minutes later, the doorbell was rung. Gabriel ran to open it and saw Dean, Castiel and…that was it. No Sam. Gabriel sighed.

"Hey, Gabe. How are you buddy?" Dean asked and smiled. It reminded Gabriel of Sam, which made him even more upset that Sam wasn't there.

"I'm okay, how are you guys?"

"We're good."

"Did uh…Sam come with you?" Gabriel inquired as the three of them walked into the living room where everybody else was.

"Dean! Cas!" Saraqeal gave them hugs and kisses on the cheek.

"Happy birthday, Sara. Sorry, Sam went to a movie with Kevin, that's why he's not here." Dean said to Sara, but was making eye contact with Gabriel. Gabriel's heart sank into his stomach. So, Sam would rather be with Kevin than him.

"Hey Mom, I just got a headache, I think I'm going to go to my room." Gabriel said to his mother after she had cut the cake, no more than ten minutes later.

"Oh, okay sweetheart." She was already slightly intoxicated, and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Love you."

"Love you, too. Happy birthday." Gabriel smiled slightly and then went up to his room. He tried not to tear up, but once the door closed, everything, all the hurt, all the pain, all the pent up emotions that he had for Sam came pouring out of his eyes.