I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. I just recently had a death in the family and this chapter was just...really hard to write for some reason. So, here we go. I apologize if it's awkward in some places, I just really wanted to get it out lol.

Samandriel woke up the next morning and hurried through his routine, not wanting to encounter his family before he had to dash out. He snatched up his bag and hurried outside, completely ignoring the bus stop. It was pretty warm outside, the sun blaring down at him as he hustled down the street. His head was beginning to pound when he heard a familiar rumbling sound. He looked over his shoulder and jumped, coming to a complete stop.

"Hey Samandriel...you want a ride?" Sam asked from the passenger window. His mouth dropped open when he took in the beautiful car idling next to him. Castiel was in the middle of the two brother's and Dean was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Uh..s-sure...yeah," Samandriel stammered. He took a quick look back in the direction of his Uncle's house before clambering into the back seat.

"Samandriel, this is Dean, Dean this is our new friend Samandriel," Cas said with a huge smile. Samandriel glanced up and caught the greenest eyes he'd ever seen staring back at him in the rear view mirror, a soft smile pulling up the corners of the older boy's lips.

"Samandriel eh? Name seems a bit of a mouthful...almost worse than Castiel," Dean snorted. Cas made a rude noise and smacked his arm, the car jerking away from the curb to roar down the street. Samandriel took in a deep breath, his eyes closing as the air rushing though the open window whipped through his hair.

Far too soon the school building came into their view and Samandriel found himself groaning. Once Sam pulled the seat forward he scrambled out, thanking whoever was watching for not letting him fall on his face.

"I'll see you guys after," Dean said. Samandriel turned in time to see Dean tip Cas's face up for a kiss. He felt his face grow warm, quickly turning away to give them a little privacy.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it," Sam laughed wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Samandriel grinned, allowing for his friend to lead him up the steps of the school where Charlie stood waiting for them. Only when he heard the purr of the car did he feel Cas catching up to them. For the first time since school started he walked into the building with a lighter heart. His new friends accompanied him to his locker, a harmless argument firing between Sam and Charlie. He was following them to Cas's locker when a hand clamped around his wrist, yanking him back.

"What the...Hannah?" Samandriel cried staring up into his cousin's concerned gaze. He gave a quick nod over to his friends letting them know he was ok. Hannah rolled her eyes and pulled him farther away from them.

"Are you insane? My father noticed you missing at breakfast this morning...and then we see you pulling up with them? Are you trying to get yourself into trouble?" Hannah asked with disbelief. Samandriel rubbed the back of his neck and swallowed hard. He didn't want to get into trouble but some force was pulling him in only one direction. And it wasn't towards his family to be the good little boy they wanted him to be.

"Why do you dislike them so much Hannah? What did they ever do to you? Besides what your father drilled into your head?" Samandriel asked. Hannah's face scrunched up and she scoffed, waving the issue away with her hand.

"That's not even the point Samandriel..."

"Yes it is...so far the only answer I have gotten for staying away from them is that they don't got to church and no longer live with their parents. So until I hear something actually worth me staying away..."

"Fine..." Hannah said through clenched teeth. She grabbed his arm again and yanked him into an empty class room. He took a quick glance around, realizing that they were in some kind of computer lab. Hannah hugged her arms around her stomach and took in a deep breath before speaking quietly.

"Last year, I found myself not wanting to always listen to my parents...and that I just wanted to live my own life without their interference. So...I rebelled against them. Started hanging out with Dorothy...who now fraternizes with them on a daily basis. Anyway...I let her talk me into going to a party that was being thrown at the Winchester's. I thought it would be fun...and of course my parents begged me to not go, it only made me want to go even more," Hannah said. She took a few steps away from him to lean up against the desk, her eyes glued to the carpet. Samandriel frowned but stayed where he was. He had a feeling he knew where this was going and he didn't like it.

"There was drugs...and alcohol everywhere. Some kids were even..having sex in the rooms. I tried to not pay attention to it all...I just wanted to have fun. Even before then, I had a little bit of a crush on Dean Winchester...so when he came up to me and offered me a drink, I gladly took it. It didn't take long before I passed out...and woke up in a bed...his bed...naked," Hannah said, her voice becoming harsh at the end. Samandriel's heart was thudding in his chest, the air tight in his lungs as he tried to breathe. This couldn't be right, Dean was with Castiel...

"What about Cas?" Samandriel asked tightly. She made a rude noise and wiped at her eyes.

"I doubt Castiel knows anything about it. I never said anything...I had no memory of what happened...but everything else that was going on inside that house, God people needed to know! Samandriel...I know they seem like amazing and different people but they will pull you down a horrible path. I learned my lesson and came back to my parents willingly," she said grabbing at his hands, her tone pleading. Samandriel shook his head, yanking his hands away from her roughly. He refused to believe this...he saw the way Dean looked at Castiel...there was no way.

Before she could utter another word he hurried out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. He caught Castiel looking over at him and he just shook hi head, hurrying off towards his first class.

Samandriel sat under a tree outside alone, his stomach growling angrily at the lack of food he ate. He didn't want to go into the lunch room...couldn't face his new friends or his cousin's condemning stares. Sighing heavily he let his head drop to his knees and closed his eyes. There was the sound of shuffling feet and he looked up to see Castiel staring down at him, his blue eyes set in a heated glare. He swallowed hard and went to speak but Cas held up his hand to stop him.

"I know what she told you...but it's a lie," Cas said through clenched teeth. Samandriel blinked a few times, staying silent. Cas dropped his backpack to the ground and started pacing in front of him, his hands twisting.

"Dean didn't touch her...we found her in that room after...it happened. She came to that party, which was actually for my birthday, with Dory. There was some alcohol and Dean did offer her some. She took it willingly. She started dancing with some guy but after that...we didn't see her until we found her in Dean's room," Cas explained. Samandriel frowned, slowly getting to his feet.

"What happened?"

"We asked her who had been in the room with her but she refused to name him, acting as if she truly regretted it and from what I could tell, she hadn't been drugged. She was completely lucid. She even got upset when she realized that Dean and I were together. She...tried to kiss him when he walked her out to her car. I don't know why she came up with this story...or why she blames Dean but I can assure you that he didn't touch her. He was with me the entire night," Cas answered. Samandriel rubbed his face and tried to put all the snarling pictures in his mind together. Once they formed a distinct image, he could see it as clear as day.

"So instead of accepting the truth that she had sex with someone who she didn't even like...she tells everyone what she supposedly saw to save her own skin..." Samandriel asked with a groan. Cas bit his lip, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Dean and his family have always had some sort of rumor following them but this...this was the worst. My parents tried so hard to keep me away from them but...I refused. I knew what happened that night and there was no drugs or random people having sex...the only one who did...was Hannah," Cas said with annoyance. Samandriel sighed heavily, taking a few steps closer to Cas.

"I'm...I'm sorry for assuming what she was telling me was truth..." he stammered. Cas smiled softly at him, his head shaking a little.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Samandriel...you hardly know us...how could you even begin to believe us over family? But...I knew what she was going to tell you...and judging by your face when you left that room...I had been right," Castiel forced out a laugh. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes before letting it out slowly. He grabbed Samandriel's hands, their eyes meeting,"Look...I'm not asking you to rebel against your family but you remind me...of myself last year. That struggle to find yourself but constantly being dragged down by what they want of you...it's daunting."

Samandriel nodded, his lips pressing in a tight line. He couldn't explain where it was coming from or where it even began or ended but there was a connection between he and Cas. Whether it be two kindred spirits or what...but he could feel deep inside of him. And by the wide eye look Cas was giving him, he felt it too.

"We're having a party tomorrow...you should come," Castiel said with a warm smile. Samandriel bit his lip and nodded, giving Cas's hands a little squeeze.

"Good...come on. Let's get you some real food," Cas teased leading him back inside.

The house was unbearably quiet when Samandriel got home from school. He gratefully accepted a ride from Dean but had him stop several houses down. He wasn't ashamed of being friends with them...he just needed some time to prepare for whatever his uncle would throw at him. Maybe he was in the clear...there wasn't a sound as he made his way towards the stairs. It hadn't even dawned on him to even check to see if there were any cars in the driveway.

He hurried to his room, throwing his backpack onto his chair before going towards his closest. There was a shuffle behind him and he froze, a familiar clearing of a throat. Slowly he turned to see his uncle sitting on the edge of his bed, a smirk gracing his lips.

"Hello there nephew..." Zachariah said slowly raising up to his feet. Samandriel swallowed hard and backed up until he hit the desk

"Samandriel, I do not know what to do. I have tried to tell you...to steer you away from that..temptation but I see now that you refuse to listen and obey. I wish this could have gone a different way Samandriel...it's barely the first week of school...I was hoping to not have to call your parents," Zachariah tsked. Something twisted in his stomach and he laughed, shaking his head a bit.

"You think...my parents would actually care? They'd be thrilled with just the thought of me making friends! And they would see past all the bull shit you and the others have have so called judged them for!" Samandriel cried. There was a blur, a loud crack resounding in his room. It took a moment to realize that his uncle had actually slapped him. He touched his face with a trembling hand and winced, the corner of his mouth was split and slightly bleeding.

"You listen to me you little ingrate...I will only put up with so much from you including you using that foul language. From this moment, you will stay in this bedroom until we find something suitable for your punishment!" Zachariah bellowed. Samandriel just glared at him, heat rising up in his chest.

"I have school tomorrow..."

"You will be dismissed..." Zachariah seethed. His eyes fell on his computer and he cried out when his uncle ripped the power cord out of the tower. That had been his birthday present from his parents...his only solace in this house. He felt the tell tale prickle behind his eyes as he glared up at his uncle who looked far too satisfied with himself.

"All you need to do is mind me Samandriel...that's all I ask. Goodnight," he sneered before disappearing out of the room. Samandriel sat there for a moment before letting out a loud noise of frustration. It just wasn't fair! It wasn't like he was a horrible kid who got into loads of trouble and had horrible grades! He wanted to call his parents so badly but they would only ask if he wanted to come back home. And what would he rather deal with? No matter what, he wouldn't be able to escape the bullying.

Letting out a loud sigh he grabbed up his bag and sank down in his computer chair, might as well get his homework done.

Samandriel watched his feet slowly glide through the water, smiling at how cool it felt on his skin. The sun beat down on him and he turned his face up with closed eyes to soak it in. Everything felt amazing, even the slightly damp grass tickling the palms of his hands. Wherever he was, he didn't want to leave. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking past the sun spots before him. He was sitting at a small lake, trees every color surrounding him in a large circle. The grass was that lovely rich green with dots of flowers spread sporadically around him. He bit his lip and smiled, lazily reaching out to snag one up with his fingers.

The petals smelled sweet and it made him smile even more. It was out of habit that had him glancing around quickly to see if anyone could see him. Once he was satisfied that he was truly alone, he slipped the flower behind his ear, softly giggling at how silly he must look. He closed his eyes again and took in a deep breath at all the earthy smells.

There was a rustling sound next to him but for whatever reason it didn't disturb him...because he knew instantly who it was. A deep chuckle filled his ears as he felt a presence along his arm. He cracked open an eye to see Castiel sitting next to him, a string of flowers in his hands. They didn't speak, only softly laughing at each other. Once his companion's nimble fingers stopped in their threading, Castiel leaned forward to put the crown of flowers on his head. Samandriel gave him a huge grin, his hand raising to touch the soft petals. Castiel bit his lip and raised another one up to his own head, the flowers a slightly different pattern.

Samandriel opened his mouth to speak but Castiel smiled with a little shake of his head.

"Shhhh," he hissed with a finger to his mouth. Samandriel cocked his head to the side, his eyes widening when he heard a loud shrill. He blinked a few times, quickly glancing back at his friend who looked incredibly sad. Castiel waved at him before getting up and fading out of his view.

Samandriel shot to his feet, his hands clamping over his ears as the shrill got louder and louder.

He gasped loudly, shooting up in bed. His heart was thudding in his chest, the noise from his phone going off on his nightstand. Swallowing hard he snatched it up to see an unknown number calling him. He hesitated for a moment before answering it.

"Hello?"

"Samandriel? Hey it's Sam!" his friend cried out, the sound of a relived sigh coming through the phone. Samandriel blinked a few times glancing over at his clock. It was well past 9 am...school had already started. He rubbed a hand over his face and swallowed past his dry throat.

"Hey Sam...how'd you get my number?" he asked with a huff. Sam barked out a laugh.

"Oh Charlie's got her ways...man where are you? We tried to pick you up but you weren't there and then didn't see you at your locker. You feelin alright?" he asked. Samandriel bit his lip, his hands picking at his blanket.

"Um...yeah, I'm alright. Just...my uncle's kind of freaking out right now and grounded me...even from school," Samandriel said bitterly. Sam gave a low whistle; he could hear some voices in the back ground and he waited patiently.

"Look...I know hanging out with us isn't helping you at all but...you gotta know that all that crap they keep saying isn't true..."

"I know that Sam...I wish I could just...leave," Samandriel said, his tone tight with frustration. There was another exchange of voices before the phone was being passed to someone else.

"Samandriel...it's Castiel. Do you really want to escape? And truly see what they've been warning you against?" Castiel asked slowly. Samandriel swallowed hard and felt himself nod before uttering the word Yes!

A little over 11 hours later found Samandriel pacing the sidewalk in the spot where he had Dean drop him off two days ago. The nerves were roiling in his belly and he was constantly looking down the street towards his uncle's house, praying that no one in his family would see him.

Once and for all, he was going to see for himself what the hell had his uncle's panties in a twist. He had feigned a stomach ache and asked to go to bed early. His uncle had stared at him him for a moment, scrutinizing his face before nodding. Naomi wished him to feel better but he could feel their eyes on him as he hurried up the stairs. He turned off the lights and pretended to fall asleep. Sure enough, his aunt came to check on him within 15 minutes of him laying down. Once he was confidant that no one would come checking on him again, he got up and slipped out his window.

Castiel had told him that Dean would come pick him up around 8:30ish so when he heard a different type of rumbling from behind him, he paid it no mind. When it got louder and seemed to have stopped right next to him, he turned slowly. His heart shot right up into his throat...it wasn't Dean picking him up in his sleek black car.

But Benny...on a very huge Harley.

The older man grinned at him and bit his bottom lip, "You Angel?" his voice was smooth and had a deep southern drawl. It crawled along his skin, giving him goosebumps and he found himself inching closer.

"A-Angel?" he stammered, knowing all to well that his face was slowly turning a lovely shade of red. Benny chuckled, that small smile stretching his lips a bit wider.

"Dean said you had an angel name just like his Castiel..."

"Oh...it's, um...Samandriel," he said, inwardly cursing himself for nearly forgetting his own damn name. Benny chuckled again, the sound of it pressing along his flamed skin soothingly.

"How bout I just call ya Angel? Us simple minded guys don't do too well with long names," Benny grinned with a wink. Samandriel's body was a second from turning to goo, completely melting at the drawl in his voice along with that amazing smile. Now he was going to call him angel? Samandriel closed his eyes and took a steadying breath before opening them, looking at the older man through his lashes. Benny sucked in a breath, a low growl slipping past his lips.

"Maybe not so much an angel...got a little demon in you don't ya sweetheart?" Benny grinned. Samandriel bit his lip and coyly shrugged, thanking wherever this bravado was coming from.

"Well come on then, better get you to the party before Dean thinks I kidnapped you," Benny snickered, holding out his hand. Samandriel held his breath and reached out with a trembling hand. Benny was incredibly gentle helping him onto the back of his bike, guiding his arms to wrap around his solid torso.

"Hold on tight darlin," Benny said, the grin evident in his voice. Samandriel clung onto him and bit his lip hard to keep his grin from breaking his face as the bike took off down the street.