Warnings: Fluff, angst, hints of mpreg, attempted rape, language, and overall insanity.

"High school. Fuck. Hopefully they won't be able to smell me. Who am I kidding? They're going to fucking smell me. They probably already did. I should've just climbed to the top of the school and screamed it from the rooftop. I AM A NEWLY PRESENTED OMEGA!" Gabriel yelled to himself, unaware that he had an audience.

"Ha. Keep talking to yourself, weirdo," Josh, an alpha and the captain of the football team, said.

He walked up to Gabriel with his friends and knocked the books out of his hands.

He laughed with his other friends and walked away. As he was walking away, he yelled, "Welcome to Lebanon High, asshat!" He laughed even harder at that.

"Thanks, I guess," he whispered, though no one was listening.

He ran to get into school, not wanting to be late for his first class. He was excited for his first class. He hadn't even seen the school before this day, but he had heard rumors about his teacher. His godly looks, his luscious locks, his beautiful brown eyes, his unmatched height, his extremely noticeable abs that you could see through even the loosest shirts, and did he mention his smoldering looks, perfect ass, and the fact that he was a single ALPHA?!

He got half-way through the crowd when it suddenly parted. He turned around not understanding what the hell was happening. I just had to push through thirty fucking jocks standing around, fifteen beta bitches applying thirteen layers of lip gloss, and six omegas oogling over fucking Josh. Fucking Josh. I fucking hate Josh. Wait, why the hell did the whole crowd just part?

He looked up and saw the two hottest men walking down the hallway. Mr. and Mr. Winchester. Or Sam and Dean if you got literal. Sam was walking a little bit in front of Dean. Gabriel was standing right in the middle of the hallway seeing as he didn't know what the hell was going on.

As they walked down the hallway, all of the betas, omegas, and even a few alphas were screaming and squealing and no doubt thinking NSFW thoughts. He was lost in thought when Sam stopped in front of him.

"Ahem," Sam, Mr. Winchester said, clearing his throat, "you dropped your books."

He looked down and realized he had, in fact, dropped his books.

Sam reached down and picked them up, causing another wave of squealing and screaming and Dean smiled and... Sam was holding out the books but Gabriel was practically drooling over him.

"Ha, NERD!" Josh yelled. Everyone laughed. Except Sam and Dean. Sam turned around and gave him a smack on the back of the head. Dean turned to him and gave him a yellow slip. Which, after asking around, Gabriel found that it was a 'benching'. Dean had benched him. For one practice. Apparently he wasn't Mr. Winchester. They were Mr. and Coach Winchester.

Sam turned back to Gabriel and smiled. He said, "Don't let asshole alphas bother you. You seem to have a higher IQ than the whole football team. Just come to me or the coach if you have any problems. Oh and, welcome to Lebanon High. I'm Mr. Winchester. Everyone is keen on calling me Sam, however. I teach Latin. My brother, Dean, teaches shop class. Let me walk you to your first class."

"I- my-my name is Gabriel. You can call me Gabe. My uh first class is uhm your class."

The crowd was silent, save some snickering, until Mr. Novak, the History teacher, ran up behind Dean and put his arm around him. Only then did Gabriel notice the tight suits they were wearing.

"Hey babe," Dean said, kissing Mr. Novak on the lips.

"Hey, who is this? Is it the new kid?"

"Yeah. Already getting tormented. Such a pity."

"What?" Mr. Novak asked.

"Losing my BEST PLAYER TO A BENCH BECAUSE HE'S AN ASSHOLE," Dean yelled loud enough so that everyone, including Josh, heard. Everyone started laughing again and Josh stormed off.

The crowd looked back at Sam and the new kid to see them walking into his classroom, chatting it up.

"That kid is gonna be trouble," Mr. Novak said, walking with Dean.

"Not as much as your next heat, Cas," Dean whispered, hoping nobody heard them. Nobody did. They were too busy staring at Mr. Novak's beautiful blue eyes.

"So how long have you lived in Lebanon, Gabriel?"

"About a month. This is my first day at school."

"Are you a freshman?"

"Y-yes."

"I sense you're nervous."

"Yeah."

The bell rang and Gabriel sat in the back of the classroom.

"Hey, dickweed, you're in my seat," Josh said, grabbing the back of Gabriel's shirt.

"JOSHUA MIRANDA JACKSON, COME HERE NOW," Sam yelled from his desk.

Everyone laughed hysterically.

"Gabriel, I'd like to see you after last period."

Gabriel smiled to himself, knowing that everyone envied him.

The whole class period went by in a daze. They learned how to say family names like mother, father, brother, sister, uncle, etc. Gabriel was excited for second period. He was happy with Latin class, but he had shop class during second period.

Once the bell rang, Gabriel got his books and his lucky pencil with moose antlers and headed for the door.

"Gabe. Can we talk?" Mr. Winchester asked.

"Uh y-yeah...sure."

Sam walked over to the door. He turned to face Gabriel as he shut and locked it. He pushed Gabriel onto the desk and pulled off his jacket. He took off his own shirt, tie, and suit jacket.

Gabriel looked up at Sam's lust blown eyes.

"Gabe."

"What?"

"Gabriel? Gabe. Gabe."

"WHAT?"

"Gabriel," Sam said in a singsong voice, "wake up..."

"Holy shit."

Gabriel jolted up and looked around the classroom. It was empty besides a smiling Sam Winchester.

"Gabriel, please don't fall asleep in my class. I take it as an insult when you can't keep interest in my teaching. Now, you have about a minute before the bell rings to start second period. You'd best hurry."

The rest of the day went by quickly. In shop class, a beta spilled her coffee all over Dean's shirt, and he took it off and spent the rest of class without a shirt on. Nobody learned anything. He was cutting wood or something. Gabriel could tell that with Dean's shirt off, there was some wood in the room too hard to cut.

Third period was okay, he didn't want to be there though. Mr. Novak droned on and on about some war he didn't care about. He would've much rather been in Mr. Winchester's class. Fourth period was right before his lunch period. He had math with Mr. Tran, the slim yet adorable beta. In his fifth period, he met Mr. Tran's wife, Mrs. Bradbury. She teaches computer science. She was by far his second favorite teacher. She was funny, goofy, and silly. His science class was next, and the weirdest. Ms. Macleod. She was something else. And the English teacher he had for seventh period was a shy, quiet omega. His name was Mr. Shurley.

And finally, it was time for school to be over. He made his way down the hall to Mr. Winchester's classroom.

"Come in, Gabriel," Mr. Winchester said, pulling off his tie.

"May I ask what this is about?"

"You may, and you did. This is because you're different."

"What?"

"You're different from every omega I've ever met."

"I'm dreaming again, aren't I?"

Sam immediately smiled and stared into his golden brown eyes. "You had a dream about me? What was it about?" Sam just couldn't stop smiling.

"I-I-I...it-it...w-well I..."

"Doesn't matter. Do you want me to walk you home?"

"I uh live at a motel."

"Alone?!"

"Y-yes."

"Fuck it. Gabriel, you're coming home with me."

"No. I can't. I-I'm about to be in heat."

"Oh. I-I promise I won't try anything. I just, I don't want you going out alone this close to your heat."

Gabriel was tired and he wanted to go home, but he wasn't going home with Sam. He still didn't trust him. He grabbed his bag and rushed past Sam on his way.

"Wait, Gabe, I didn't meant to offend you."

"Leave me the hell alone, Mr. Winchester."

Gabriel got outside and stood in front of the school.

Josh came up behind him and covered his mouth. He grabbed Gabriel's waist and pulled him back a few feet.

He pushed Gabriel to the ground and caused him to scrape his forearm on a rock.

Then he grabbed him by the back of his shirt and dragged him behind a large tree. He pushed him to the ground and straddled him.

"I'll teach you to get me 'benched'. You cunt! You're nothing but dirty trash. You fucking scum!" Josh yelled as he punched Gabriel in the jaw.

He tore Gabriel's shirt and ripped his pants down. Josh pulled Gabriel's boxers down and then worked on his own pants. Gabriel thought this was as good a time as any to make his escape.

He struggled to get up but Josh pushed his chest down and punched him square in the face. He had a nasty bruise under his left jaw from earlier, and now he had a broken nose and black eye.

Sam was walking outside when he smelled it. He could smell Gabriel's blood.

"You motherfucker!" Sam growled as he dropped his stuff and ran. "I'm going to kill you!"

Josh pulled his boxers down just as Sam turned the corner.

"Hey shithead! Over here you dick!" Sam yelled, startling Josh.

He tried to get away, but no matter the situation, Sam would have caught up to him.

He grabbed Josh by the back of his shirt and let go for a millisecond.

Josh thought he could escape but Sam put him in a choke-hold. "If you even look at him the wrong way again, I swear to God, I'll kill you. You better run because I'm calling the cops, Miranda," Sam growled, punching him in the jaw, nose, and eye. "RUN!" Sam said, letting go before he accidentally killed him.

Sam turned to a trembling Gabriel and kneeled next to him. He pulled up Gabriel's boxers and pants carefully. He just held him, until he started crying. Then he held him tighter until he was just hiccuping.

"Looks like you have no choice, you're coming home with me. There's no way I'm going to leave you alone in your little motel room tonight."

Sam picked him up bridal style and carried him to the backseat of his car. He laid him down gently and kissed his forehead. "I'm gonna be right here okay? I just have to call the cops."

"O-o-okay."

Sam called the cops and told them Josh's address and full name, stating that Josh had "tried to rape my omega," emphasis on the 'my'.

Gabriel couldn't help but smile.

Sam got in the driver's seat and said, "I'm going to take care of you, okay? I need to take you to the hospital. But I'm going to stay with you the whole time, I am not going to leave you. You're going to be okay, Gabe. Nobody is ever going to hurt you while I'm around."

Five minutes went by before Gabriel said anything.

"S-S-Sam?"

"What is it, Gabriel?"

"I-I'm s-sorry," Gabriel whispered, spitting up blood.

"Don't be. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I've caused you so much trouble."

"No you haven't. Anyways, we're here."

Sam got out of the car and picked Gabriel up, bridal style.

"Let's go get you some help, okay?"

"P-p-please."

Sam carried Gabriel in the front door and a few people gasped.

A nurse ran over and showed them to a room.

She motioned to the bed but Gabriel held onto Sam tightly.

"Please, Miss, he's been through so much tonight."

"Fine. Do you know how he got these injuries?"

"An alpha attempted to rape him," Sam said, sitting on the bed while still holding Gabriel.

"D-d-don't let th-them touch me, Sam."

"I won't," Sam said, looking down at the curled up Gabriel and started stroking his long, golden brown hair. "It's gonna be okay, baby."

"Sir, can I get your name?"

"Sam. Sam Winchester. His is Gabriel."

"What's his last name?"

"Uh..Clemens."

"Is he your omega?"

"Uh no."

"Any relatives?"

Sam looked down at Gabriel and he shook his head. Sam squeezed him tighter and pulled him closer.

"Residence?"

Sam told her where he lived, not where Gabriel lived. Gabriel smiled at that, but stopped when she asked her next question.

"Was he raped?"

"NO!" Gabriel yelled and curled up even further into Sam, if at all possible.

"No, he wasn't raped. It was an attempted rape. I called the police. Can you just get a doctor in here or something?!"

The nurse nodded and walked out the door.

As soon as she was gone, Gabriel looked up at Sam.

Only then did Sam realize just how much blood was on Gabriel. His teeth were coated, his left eye was swollen almost shut and was purple-ish in color. Right below his left jaw was bruised to the point where Sam couldn't believe it was once Gabriel's skin tone. The bridge of his nose was broken and bloody.

"Oh Gabriel," Sam sighed, tears in his eyes, as he kissed Gabriel on the forehead. "If I ever see him again, I promise I'll kill him."

"Why do you like me, Sam?"

"Because you're the most beautiful, smartest, silliest omega I've ever met."

"Sounds like someone has a crush," Dean said from the doorway, holding Castiel's hand.

"Fuck you, Dean. Why are you here?"

Gabriel shielded his face from everyone.

"Cas and I were called in by our doctor. We'll talk about it later. Why are you here?"

"Josh."

"JOSH?! Oh he is soooo suspended."

"He tried to rape Gabe."

"If you don't kill him by tomorrow then, yes, Dean, he is 'soooo suspended'," Mr. Novak said. He walked up to Gabriel and laid a hand in Gabriel's hair, causing him to flinch.

"Cas, he doesn't-"

"Let me handle it," Mr. Novak said, "My name is Castiel. You obviously know me as your third period history teacher. But I am also an omega. Dean is my alpha. If you ever need someone to talk to, someone who might understand, I can help. You may not believe me, but I've been through something similar. Not exactly what you're going through, but it was similar."

"Castiel, I never knew that you were-"

"Later, Dean. Gabriel, my boyfriend and I are leaving now. But if you ever need to talk, ask Sam or me or my obnoxious boyfriend."

"O-okay." Gabriel said turning his head. Dean and Castiel were both shocked at the damage. Dean was livid and Castiel was close to tears.

Dean whispered in Sam's ear. "Did you catch him?"

"Yes."

Castiel and Gabriel were chatting. Gabriel had finally crawled off of Sam's lap.

"Did you call the cops?"

"Yes. I had him in my hands. I could've killed him. But I didn't. I let him go and called the cops."

"Did you at least hurt him as bad as...?"

"Gabriel? Yes. Dean, I like him. You need to remember his name."

"Whatever you say, Sam."

"I mean it, Dean. He's different. I think I-"

"Alright Mr. uh... Winchester. We're going to clean him up and see if he needs stitches. He also seems to be coughing up blood, so we're going to check for internal bleeding. He is definitely going to be needing pain meds. If there's nothing serious, you'll probably be able to take him home tonight," the doctor said without even looking up from his clipboard.

"Uh, Doctor?" Sam asked. "You're acting like you get cases like this everyday."

"Well, yeah. A lot of alphas like it a little rough with their omegas. Sometimes they get out of hand," he said, nonchalantly.

"I'm not his alpha. An alpha beat him up and tried to rape him. What the hell is wrong with you?!" Sam yelled, startling Gabriel. This caused Gabe to crawl into Sam's lap again. This teenager is going to be the death of me. Wait, isn't he 15?! I'm fucked. A 22-year-old dating a 15-year-old? The principal is going to...not give a shit. It's Meg. She'll laugh her ass off.

"We should get started."

An hour later.

Sam walked into the waiting room where Dean and Castiel were sitting. Dean looked up at a frantic Sam.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked.

Sam started subtly crying. "Broken nose, black eye, stitches on his forearm, busted lip. He's also got a cracked jaw and bruised ribs."

"Josh is dead. As soon as I find him, he's off the team, the school roster, and the mortal plane," Dean growled.

"Dean, calm down, leave it be. The police will handle it," Castiel said, looking around.

"Guys, you can go home, I'm going to go back and sign the papers they need me to sign so I can take him home," Sam said, getting finicky.

"Home? To your house? And how can he leave with bruised ribs?" Dean groused.

"Dean, he lives at a motel. I'm going to check him out and get his stuff. He's going to stay with me. And the bruising is only minor. It's not bad enough to keep him overnight. They were tempted, but I persuaded them to let him leave," Sam argued.

"Alright. Dean, let's go. My scent block is wearing off and I need my beauty sleep. And you need to get some ass tonight. Maybe. Are we staying at my place or yours?" Castiel said, getting up and walking towards the door.

"Yours. I wish you would move in with me, though," Dean said, following him.

"No. You don't want to get married, then I'm not moving in with you. If we're not taking the marriage step, then I'm not going to enable you by moving in with you."

"Cas, I'll marry you. We kind of should before you know who arrives."

"You mean it?"

"Yes. Now, will you move in with me?"

"Yes. You're totally getting more than just ass tonight."

"Onward to your place, then!"

Sam laughed and then rubbed his face. He had to get back to Gabriel.

"Sam!"

"What, Gabriel?" Sam asked, worried.

"Let's go hoooome. I want circus peanuts and cupcakes."

"What the fuck?"

"Mr. Winchester, we've given him some pain meds to help ease the... he...HE IS IN A LOT OF PAIN. I pray for the alpha's soul who did this, because I'd kill him if I were you. Hell, I'd kill him if I were me. And I am!" The nurse said.

"Okay. Let's go Gabriel."

Gabriel giggled and smiled, "Okay Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome. Wait...how did you know my name?" Gabriel asked, poking Sam on the nose.

"You told me at school."

"We go to school together?!"

"I'm your Latin teacher."

"Hehe. Are we dating? I'm screwing the Latin teacher."

"No you're not. Not yet."

"Way to ruin all my fun, Mr. ...boop!" Gabriel said, poking Sam on the nose again.

They stopped walking right next to Sam's car.

"WOOOH. Is this your car? It looks soooo..."

"Expensive? That's because it is. It's a 2015 Chevrolet Camaro."

"Holyyyyy shittt. Who are you again?"

"I'm Sam Winchester. Your Latin teacher. We met-"

Gabriel cut him off by kissing him on the lips.

"Just yanking your chains, Mr. Winchester," Gabriel said, smiling.

"Oh. You wouldn't mind if we did that again, would you?"

"No, but it does hurt."

Sam kissed him as lightly as he could, until he couldn't breathe.

"Let's take you home, Gabriel."

"Okie dokie. Whatever you want Mr. Winchester."

"Please, Gabe, stop calling me that. Call me Sam."

"Okay, Samantha."

Sam kissed Gabriel again, hoping to shut him up.

"You know, you're my first."

"First what?" Sam asked, looking over to find Gabriel sleeping.

10 MINUTES LATER

"Okay. Hey...Gabriel...we're here."

"Where?"

"My house."

"Don't try any funny business, okay?"

"I promise, Gabe."

Gabriel got out of the car and stretched. Sam walked over to him and Gabriel wrapped his arms around his teacher. Sam just stood there and held him for a few minutes.

They walked inside and Sam got Gabriel situated on his bed. Sam was going to take the couch, because he wasn't going to invade Gabriel's privacy by sleeping in the bed with him. He also decided that the bed was more comfortable than the couch, and Gabriel deserved it. After all he had been through tonight, Sam was going to at least give him a warm bed.

"Sam?"

Sam sat up and looked at Gabriel standing in the doorway of his bedroom.

He was clad in plaid boxers. He had a wrap around his rib-cage, stitches and a wrap on his arm, and his lips were glistening because he was wearing the chap stick that the nurse gave him to help with the busted lip. He had medical tape on the bridge of his nose. His black eye and bruised jaw were very noticeable, even with most of the lights off.

"Yes Gabriel?"

"Will you come lay with me? I can't sleep alone. Not tonight."

"Yes. Absolutely. You never have to sleep alone again. Just say the word."

"Sam?"

"What?"

"I'm saying the word."

TBC

A/N:

Thanks Guest for reviewing. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You were my first reviewer ever. Have fun with this chapter. And don't think Lebanon High is done bullying Gabriel. But Sam will protect him. And that scene with Dean and Castiel in the hospital? Pay attention to everything that is said by them. I also thought of this thing called 'scenting'. It's when a victim with PTSD or something similar gets attached to the scent of the person who saved them. Like, in this case, Gabriel gets attached to Sam's scent, and he panics without it.

I'm not really going to write that into the story, but it'd be a cool subplot, right?

Anyways, thanks for viewing and reviewing. Please, by all means, review again.

Think of Lebanon High as a pool. In the staff list, I gave the reader a quick, millisecond long swirlie and pulled them out. Then I asked if they liked it. With this chapter, I pushed the reader in and immediately pulled them back out. So, did you like it?

Oh, and welcome to Lebanon High.

*EVIL LAUGHTER*