A/N: Little info in the beginning:

In the show Dean is four years older than Sam, but in my story they're just gonna be two years apart so that Dean is 18 years old and Sam 16.

Story ships: Destiel and Sabriel

The first chapter is a little dry but it's gonna get funnier later.

I hope you enjoy the chapter!

The 1st of June 2016 was the day that changed Dean Winchesters life forever. His father John died.
Dean would've wanted to say that his father had fought till the last second but he didn't. He had stumbled along the verge of death for years and hadn't done anything about it, the only thing he did in the last few years was drinking and using his older son as punching bag for his depressions. Dean would've wanted to think of his father as a good man, but it would be a lie. Dean wanted to be sad, but he wasn't. He had gone numb inside when it was about his father, just like his father had gone numb when it was about his children. Dean barely remembered him being sober and he didn't knew when he had said anything nice to him for the last time. It was probably before his mum died, when John was not a mentally broken alcoholic that abused his son.
Sam wasn't sad either. He had seen his brother suffer for years, trying to keep him from harm and raising him as normal as possible. Somehow he was a little relieved that it was over, but he would never admit that.
So there they were, sitting in the 67' chevy Impala of their father, driving across the country to their new home.

Bobby Singer, an old friend of their father, had always been more of a father for Dean than John, so when they arrived at Bobbys house Dean couldn't help but smile a little. He saw Bobby approaching the car, with arms wide open and a welcoming smile on his face. Dean got out of the car and soon was pulled into a hug from Bobby.

"So good to see ya boy, even if the situation is a little ... well, shitty.", Bobby said as he took a step back and eyed up Dean. The last time he had seen him, Dean had been 13, maybe 14. That was about four years ago and the elder Winchester had grown quite a bit. He seemed a little more muscular and a little taller than the last time (not to talk about the new haircut that suited him as twice as good as the old one). Dean had never really looked like a kid, but Bobby realised just then how much he looked like a man by now. When Bobby spotted Sam he gasped a little. Dean had grown a quite a lotbut that was nothing compared with Sam. Four years ago Sam had been smaller than Bobby and now he already overlapped Dean, who was taller than Bobby, a few inches.

"Hey Bobby.", the younger boy said as he walked over to his brother and Bobby. The old man smiled broadly and hugged Sam too.

"Come on boys, let's go inside.", Bobby said while nodding towards his house. Dean gave him a slight smile smile, but walked around the car first to get out their bags.

"Sammy!", he yelled. The named person turned around just in time to catch his duffel bag. Dean grinned at him teasingly and threw his own bag over his shoulder. He shut the trunk closed and walked over to Sam again. The younger Winchester beamed at his brother, he hadn't seen Dean smile in a long time now.

Bobby had given them a small tour through the house, showed them their rooms and introduced them to Ellen - his wife - and her daughter Jo. Ellen was totally like the mother they never had. She seemed to care about them from the start, the first thing she did when Bobby led the two boys into the kitchen was to make them something to eat because - how she put it - 'you two look skinnier than Jo's best friend Haley and that girl is literally just bones!'. She smiled at them nonstop ans when she asked how they were after everything she didn't ask further when Dean and Sam didn't answer.
Jo on the other hand was a little more ... uhm well let's say loud. She was really happy to have them there, babbling excitedly without breathing for like an eternity. Dean decided that he liked her, he liked everything at Bobbys and he wasn't even there for an hour.

"So let's talk about the plans so far.", Bobby said when the two boys were eating Ellens chilli - probably the best thing Dean had ever eaten. He sat down on the table across of Sam and Dean, next two Ellen who was still beaming at the bothers. "We decided that we'll send you to the same highschool Jo is going to. She uses the offered dorms because it's quite a long way for us to get there - this house is kind of in the 'outback'. She stays here on the weekends so that she can spend a little time with us. We want to let you decide if you want to live here or in the dorm. It's your choice okay?"

Dean smiled at Bobby. He had never had a choice in his life, he always had to do what was necessary. He smiled at his brother who was grinning at Bobby. Dean had never seen Sam smile as that broadly. Sure Sam had smiled often and sure he had been happy back then -sometimes- but he seemed to be a little more... free?

"Bobby we can't thank you enough for beeing so kind to us..."

"You don't have to Sammy. I would have done everything for John but he turned into such a ... okay what I mean is, John was my best friend and it nearly killed me how he treated you. I love you as if you were my own children and it's my pleasure to be your adoptive father."

Ellen took their bowls and got up to clean them again.

"How about you two arrange your rooms and then we do the application forms?", she asked as she turned around and leaned against the working space. Dean and Sam nodded in unision. "Jo? Your room has seen better days too, what about doing me a little favour and tidy it up a bit?"

Jo groaned. "Really mom? It's sunday afternoon!"

"I know. So what?", Ellen grinned teasingly.

"Moooom!", Jo whined, knitting her eyebrows together. Dean tried to hold back his laughter while Sam just giggled uncontrolably.

"C'mon Johanna."

Jo huffed and tromped upstairs, cursing Ellen under her breath.

"You know that I have ears and can hear you missy?!"

Now both, Sam and Dean fell into a heartly laughter. Bobby and Ellen exchanged a satisfied look. Bobby had talked to her about the brothers Situation before and to see that the two of them were happy made Ellen feel a little proud.

Dean looked around in his room. His room. He smiled. He had always shared a room with Sammy, so he was proud to have something on his own. Besides that, he had done a pretty good job with arranging his things, there was just one thing left. He took out his old leather wallet. There was this picture he always carried with him, a picture of his mom who smiled and hugged him. Wherever this picture was, was home. He took it out of the wallet and placed it on the wooden drawer next to the lamp. Dean smiled at the picture and sat down on the bed.

So this was his new life. For the first time since his mother died he felt something like hope. Back then he always knew what would come. He knew that his father would drink until he wasn't able to stand anymore just to beat the shit out of his son because he had no better idea of what to do with his emotions. In school he had been teased about his bruises and scars sometimes and didn't have many friends, just Benny, Lisa and Sam. Today had been the best day in years and he was confident that many of those days would follow soon.

"Knock knock!"

Dean said up to see Ellen leaning against his door Frame with a broad smile on her face.

"Have you decided yet?"

Dean nodded. "Yeah talked to Sammy earlier, we decided to sleep in the dorm when we have School like Jo. We thought that it would cause you less trouble.", the Winchester boy explained.

Ellen beamed at him. "You would never cause us trouble."

Dean replied with a shy smile and got up.

"Okay then let's do the paperwork. We'll bring you and Jo to the campus after dinner so we need to get it done."

The paperwork was not a big deal. They needed just a few dates, names and numbers. It was all done and they were on the backseat of Bobbys car on the way to the campus. Jo was probably almost as excited as Dean was because she was babbling all the time they were driving, telling who they'd be friends with, who they should stay away from and wich teachers they would love or hate. Sam smiled at her and listened closely to everything she said while Dean looked like his head was about to explode. Bobby looked at them in the rearview mirror and smiled lightly, they looked like silblings.
And then they arrived. Deans jaw dropped when he saw the huge white buildings in front of them. The highest of the three buildings was decoratet with greek columns that hid the main entrance a little. The walls were a little scrolled where a writing in golden letters graced the building. It said: Shurley-Novak Highschool. The two other buildings were a little more inconspicuous. The whole school looked a little ghosty in the dim light of sunset. Dean already loved it.

"Come in", the voice of the principal came from inside.

Dean opened the door and stepped inside, followed by Sam who held their entry form in his hand. Dean looked at the man behind the desk that nearly took in the whole room, he had messy brown hair that already carried a few white strands in it. The man looked up from the paperwork he had been doing and quickly pushed his thick black glasses into his hair, a huge smile growing on his face.

"You must be the Winchesters, am I right?"

Dean nodded, the principal seemed pretty nice.

"Great! Bobby Singer informed me that you two would join our school. Do you've got the papers?"

That was the point were Sam joined in.

"Yes, here.", he handed the principal their papers. With a smile principal Shurley took them and put his glasses to the right place again. After he read through them he beamed at the brothers politely.

"Okay that sounds good. You wrote that you are interested in dorm rooms, like Jo?"

Dean and Sam nodded in unision.

"Okay then... ", the principal opened up his Laptop. It took a while but then Shurley looked up again. "... uhm room 122 for Sam ... and 328 for Dean."

Dean looked at his brother who looked like it was christmas.

"Here are your schedules and your plans so that you don't get lost.", the principal continued, handing them over several papers. "Any questions?"

Sam shook his head and Dean did the same.

"Okay then I'm glad to welcome you at our school. If anything bothers you, feel free to inform me."

"Thank you Mr. Shurley.", Dean said and got up again.

"Please, just Chuck."

With a smile Dean and Sam said their goodbeys before stepping out of the door where Jo was waiting for them, ready to lead them to their rooms.

Dean was Standing in front of the room with the number 328. Nervously he stared at the papers he held in his hands ever since he had left Chucks office.

He took a deep breath as he finally found the courage to knock on the door. For a few seconds nothing happened, but then he heard the Sound of bare feet approaching the door. With a clicking noise the doorknob turned and the door opened. In front of Dean stood a guy with curly blonde hair. He was taller then Dean and - to Deans dislike - had no shirt on. Dean took a step back. What the hell was this?!

"Uh I-... This is my room ar you- ", Dean stuttered.

"Gabe, your new roommate!", the boy shouted as he turned around to grab his shirt and a jacket. He nodded at Dean who was slightly confused and quickly walked past him. Dean swallowed hard and walked inside.

It was a small room a bed on each side of the room. On the left side stood a short man with gold-blonde hair that was almost brushing his shoulders. Much to Deans relief he wore a Shirt.

"Dean Winchester?"

Dean nodded still a little startled. The Young man in front of him laughed heartly - wich made the sucker in the Corner of his mouth jump- and held out a hand for Dean.

"Gabriel Novak, nice to meet ya!"

"Novak like in: Shurley-Novak highschool?"

"Yeah Long Story, short point: my parents founded this school, but we're not gonna talk about that."

Dean slightly smiled. He started to like that guy. "Who was that?"

"Oh you mean...?", Gabriel asked and nodded towards the door.

Dean nodded and Gabriel shrugged in response. "Don't remember his Name."

Deans still startled look made Gabriel laugh again, his Whiskey coloured eyes crinkled in amusement.

"Don't worry Dean'O, you're not my type. But you should beware of Cassie!", Gabriel grinned and fell onto his bed.

"Cassie?", Dean asked starting to relax a little.

"Oh yeah right uhm ... one of my silblings. And again: beware you're totally Cassies type..."

Dean laughed while shoving the duffel bag under his bed. "Excited to meet her soon."

Gabriel sat up and took the sucker out of his mouth. Hm... so Dean thought that his brother Castiel - Cassie as Gabriel called him - was a girl. There were two Options now: tell the truth or have a little fun.

With a mischievous grin Gabriel leaned back again. "Yeah I think you'd like he- uhm Cassie. You two have one or two classes together I think. Such a smart kid, Cassie didn't skip a class once, no. Twice."

Dean made himself comfortable on his bed. "Wow well now I'm curious. Can't wait to meet her."

Gabriel chuckled. Yeah this was going to be fun.