Typical Love

Figuring Out the Routes

Sam walked down the hallway, scanning every room in a desperate attempt to find his brother. The hallway was brightly lit with fluorescent lights, and had grey carpets and off-white walls. His hands were clammy still, from fear of already getting fired. He finds two large doors at the end of the hallway, and to the right of the doors was another door which read "D. Winchester" in gold lettering. Sam knocked on the door, hoping his brother wasn't already with a client. To his relief, Dean appeared in the doorway.

"Hey Sammy, how's it goin' so far?"

"Uh, funny story, I found a sticky note, didn't know what it meant, so I asked this guy named Gabriel and we put it into the log-in section of the computer and now its flashing "This account has been disabled"."

Dean blinks. "You screwed up already?"

"Look, I know, I'm sorry just please help me fix this,"

Dean sighed. "Alright, but I'm not good with computers,"

Walking to the lobby, Sam asked, "Who is Gabriel anyway?"

"Oh, he's a computer tech, but he doesn't do that much but mess with people and eat candy and stuff,"

"Why does he still work here?"

"Cause he's still wicked with computers, wait why didn't he help you?"

They walk over to the computer and it looks completely normal, but there was a cherry tootsie pop on the keyboard.

"What a way to start out the day, Gabe pulled a fast one on you Sammy," Dean laughed and patted Sam on the back, "This is his calling card," Was Gabriel the one who put the sticky note there? Did he just fix the computer after it was screwed up? Huh.

"Anyway, your actual login is SWinchester and the password is ILoveCountryMusic" Dean smiles and hops up onto the desk.

Sam looked at him blankly.

"What, don't you listen to that stuff?"

Sam blinked.

"You can change it when you get in," Dean grumbled, "But basically just take calls, record who calls and why, schedule times for them and things like that, just look at the guidelines I gave you,"

"Yeah, seems simple enough,"

Dean jumps off of the desk and says, "There you go hot shot," and smiles. He starts heading back to his office, "Let me know if you have any issues, alright?"

"Yeah, I will," Sam says, typing in his login.

Sam gets into the computer, and clicks the little internet icon. It brings him right away to the home page of the office. He then clicks the program the office uses and pulls up the spreadsheet with all of the lawyers names and times and stuff. Seems easy enough. The phone rings.

"Hi, this is the law office of, uh," He hesitates, "Winchester and Dursley, how can I help you?" Sam wasn't sure why it was named after two of the lawyers, there had to have been at least six of them.

"Do you like cherry? I wasn't sure what flavor you liked but you seem like a cherry kind of guy,"

Sam laughed. "Yeah, you really got me with that one Gabriel," He was kind of annoyed, but wanted to be a good sport.

"Please, call me Gabe. Besides, I didn't really plan that, I just wanted to freak you out a little,"

"Um, why?"

"Cause you're cute when you're scared. No, its cause its funny! It's just a little joke, don't take it too seriously,"

"Im not, Im not, I was just a little confused," God, Sam thought, I sound so awkward.

"Hey, to make it up, I'll buy you some lunch, how does that sound?"

Sam was still confused. Is this normal for around here? Is it another joke? Man, he was hungry and could use a burger, and Gabe sounds pretty cool (aside from this whole ordeal). He wants to go for it. Can you even leave the office for lunch?

"Uh, sure I guess,"

"Nice, If you don't completely trust me, you can bring Dean with. I mean, I didn't exactly put on the best first impression,"

Gabe sounded nervous. "It's just lunch?" Sam thought.

"I'll ask him," Sam said confidently. He heard someone beep in on the other line. "I gotta go, someone is beeping in."

"Sure sure, we'll talk details later, see ya Sam,"

Gabe hung up. Man, he really felt bad about freaking out Sam. This'll be a great way to make a new friend here though, start making connections.