Supernatural High [Destiel and Sabriel High School AU]

Chapter 36

Okay, guys, wow. 1k views?! I never thought the day would come, at least on Wattpad, that this story would get so much attention. Thank you guys so much, I mean it. This is one of my personal favorite stories because of all the ships and because of the setting. I've been writing this since my sophomore year of high school. I'm graduating from high school next month and I'm still not nearly done with this. So thank you for keeping this going and being my inspiration.

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Like Michael, Cas and Gabriel both had to endure the week without their respective Winchesters. Throughout the week, Cas for one had severe Dean withdrawals. In school, he saw his human periodically, and absence of him was everywhere Cas looked. Even though Cas visited Dean daily after school, it still was not enough. If Cas had it his way, Dean would be stuck to his side like glue and they would never have to be apart. However, he knew that Dean needed to grieve on his own. His human had retreated into a very dark place where Cas couldn't follow. All the angel could do is sit with Dean and try to console him the best he could. He told Dean about his day and did what little he could to distract him.

The week was gruelingly long and uneventful. The only real event Cas had experienced that was worth mentioning occurred the day after John's death. Cas sat at the lunch table Sam and Dean usually occupied. Gabriel was with him, both of them sulking and missing their humans. Cas had his head on the table, staring across the cafeteria at the spot where he used to sit. Now, Michael sat there, staring at the food on his lunch tray, his mind clearly somewhere else. Raphael, who had distanced himself from his brother since the whole Adam thing, was now sitting next to Uriel. The two angels laughed and made fun of some werewolves at the table beside them. Balthazar picked at his cuticles, disinterested by all of his siblings while Zachariah and Anna worked on homework, neither of them speaking to the other. What happened to our little family? His mind wandered back to the first week of school. It was only a month ago, but it felt much longer. They had all sat together, smiling and laughing . . . all except for Michael and Lucifer. Now Michael and Lucifer are friends again but everyone else is so divided.

Cas buried his face in the fabric of the jacket he wore. He inhaled and smiled, savoring the sweet scent of Dean. Instead of his usual trench coat, Cas had worn Dean's old leather jacket. Dean had given it to him after Homecoming, insisting that Cas should wear it every now and then since they were officially a couple. This was the first time Cas had worn it to school, and he had done so because he knew a day without Dean would be hard. And he was so glad he did.

"Excuse me?"

The raven-haired angel looked up wearily to see a blond girl standing over him. She had a pleasant face, which reminded Cas vaguely of Dean. Maybe it was the golden hair or her brownish-green eyes. "You're Cas," she more stated than asked. "My name's Jo Harvelle, I'm a friend of Dean."

That got Cas to sit up a little straighter. He noticed that she wasn't alone – a large, burly man stood beside her. His face was square in shape but not unattractive. He had a neatly trimmed beard and wore a navy blue cap on his head, hiding his pale brown hair. The man said nothing but studied Cas with appraising eyes. "Oh, yeah, Dean's mentioned you . . . And I think I've seen you around before but we've never actually met."

Jo nodded and sat down at the table next to Cas. The man took the seat next to her, and Cas noticed that the man was watching Jo now, admiring her. "Hey, are you two going to go see Sam and Dean later?" she asked, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.