Starstruck II: Saruman's Curse

The Red Mark Pt 2 (Soulmate AU)

Dean went through the rest of the day in a daze, still not wanting to believe what had happened. Castiel ended up in most of his classes somehow, which didn't help Dean in his mission of trying to forget about it. Cas kept looking at him and Dean couldn't help but look back. It was infuriating.

Dean had band seventh hour. He got there and went straight to the back. Hopefully, Cas didn't have this class with him.

"Dean! I got- Whoa. What happened to you?" Charlie asked. Sam approached after her. They were both in this class.

"What?"

"Dean, you look terrible," said Sam. "What happened?"

"Yeah, thanks Sam," said Dean sarcastically. "Nothing happened."

"Yeah right. Seriously, what happened?" asked Charlie, trying to snatch her mallet from Dean's hand. He held it up out of her reach.

"Nothing happened!" he insisted. Him and Charlie had a brief battle over the mallet. She grabbed his wrist and tried to pry it out of his hand. He winced when she manhandled the still painful skin there. Charlie, being ever observant, noticed and let go.

"What's wrong with your arm?" she asked.

"Nothing!"

She lunged at him. He stumbled backwards and tripped on a marimba, falling to the floor and bringing Charlie down with him. She landed on top of him, using the opportunity to pin his other arm down and force his sleeve up.

Her and Sam both went silent, their eyes wide and their mouths hanging open. The scar showed as clear as day on Dean's arm.

"Okay, you saw! Happy now?" he said, breaking the silence and taking his arm back. He stood up and turned his back to them. He felt his face burning red and wished more than anything that he could just crawl into a hole and never come out. But he knew they'd start asking about it any second now.

"When did you get that?" asked Sam.

"Who was it?" asked Charlie.

Dean sighed. He really didn't want to answer any questions about this.

"This morning..." he said quietly.

Sam gasped. "Was it Castiel?" he asked.

Dean turned back to them. "Look, I don't want to talk about it, okay? I don't want anyone else to know about this. I just want to wait for it to turn black and get it over with."

"What? Why do you think it'll turn black?" asked Sam. He knitted his eyebrows.

"That's not very likely to happen, Dean. The only time I've ever heard of someone's mark turning black was with that one kid, Zach," said Charlie.

"Who?" asked Dean.

"Ya know that one kid in the Crazy 8s, who isn't in band and always hangs around Nathan?" she asked.

"The really attractive one?"

"Yeah! Him! I heard he got his mark when he first met Nathan but it turned black right away. Turns out, Nathan never even got a mark."

"Oh! I know Zach!" said Sam. "I met him the other day. He's really nice! He has two black marks!"

"That doesn't really help," said Dean, feeling even more discouraged. Charlie was about to answer when the director, Stan Griffin came in and started class.