Not in that Way- Destiel/Sabriel

Chapter 3- Sam

Castiel seemed nice enough. I had been worried that I would get stuck with some freak who blasted death metal all through the night and wore tight leather pants, but I seemed to have gotten lucky.

Right after introductions Dean left for work at the garage and Castiel's brother followed him out to who knows where.

Castiel and I were wandering around the quad trying to get to know each other better. So far I hadn't learned much. Only that he had a brother named Gabriel, which I had already known. And that his uncle was one of the Professors here. That was it. All of my other questions were left unanswered. I could tell he felt uncomfortable around me. Every time I asked him about his family or where he went to grade school at he would only look down and avoid speaking until I gave up on the question.

"So um..." I scrambled in my head for anything to say. He looked over and up at me. His head tilted slightly to the side as if he was wondering why I was still trying to talk to him.

"You don't have to talk to me..." His voice was laced with obvious sadness. His hand were slightly shaking and he was twiddling his thumbs.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned him around to face me. "Are you okay? Because I have been trying to get you to open up all day. I've told you all about me and you have hardly said anything." I waited for a response but he just looked down at he ground. "I mean it's fine if you really don't want to be friends... I guess." I turned away from him and kept walking. That sounded way less harsh in my head. I mentally hit myself for possibly losing him altogether. I looked over my shoulder and saw he was still standing there with a look of disbelief covering his face.

He didn't start walking again until I started to round the corner of one of the lecture halls. He ran up beside me. "I'm sorry, Samuel. I just never really had anybody to open up to before." His gaze stayed On the path and he didn't look up when he spoke. I could tell he didn't have anybody but maybe his brother and uncle to talk to.

I sighed, thankful he was finally talking to me. "It's fine man, I just didn't want to be those roommates that hated each other or something." He looked up with a small smile. "Also, you can call me Sam."

"Okay, Sam." His smile grew more as we walked back towards our dorm. Now his head was up and he made some eye contact with me. I was proud of myself for helping him crawl out of his shell.

We talked all the way up the stairs and down the hallway and continued our conversation in our room. He had finally started to open up a little more. He told me about his sister who moved out when she turned 18, and about the rest of his family. He had more Sibling than I could count. He started listing them and my eyes grew wider and wider.

"Okay so there's the oldest Lucifer, Hannah, Anna, Raphael, Me, the twins Gabriel and Balthazar, Uriel, Gadreel, and finally the youngest is Samandriel." He seemed out of breath by the time he finished.

"Dude that way to many people to buy Christmas presents for!" He burst out laughing and doubled over, but soon recovered and a deep sadness settled over his face.

He finally calmed down, "I never thought of it like that before... I mean there weren't too many Christmas's..." He trailed off and his voice grew quieter.

"Castiel, what was your home life like?" I asked in a low voice as if not to startle him. Based on that I could tell something was off with him. He seemed scared by the question. Like it had bitten him. I took a deep breath knowing I might have tried to dig too deep.

"I...uh...sorry," he looked away from me, "I wasn't planning on talking to you about that..."

I shook my head. "Don't apologize, whatever happened wasn't your fault."

"Maybe another time Sam, I'm going to go..." he paused, thinking hard, "... get food." And with that he rushed out the door and down the hall.

What did he mean by not many Christmas's. I thought of everything from maybe he's Jewish, to maybe he didn't actually have a family. He had mentioned Anna leaving before, so what if his entire family left.

The thought of his family leaving him twisted my stomach up into a knot. I know he wanted to keep things to himself but I had to know what was wrong with him. I had to know why he wouldn't open up to me or anybody else.

Hey-o! So this chapter is shit but hopefully it will only get better from here!! Anyway sorry this chapter is complete crap please don't hate me! I'll update again next Wednesday!