Just The Name

Chapter 5

(A/n: This is not the end of the book, but I don't know when I'll be able to publish next. Doing my best. Anyways, rest assured we've got some arguments and sexual tension on their way.)

John burst into his dorm and slammed the door shut, locking it.

He remembered, briefly, that he was on the same floor as Sherlock.

Cas looked up at John, alarmed.

"John?" Cas asked. "What's going on? Are you okay?"

John didn't answer, as he walked over to his bed, picked up a pillow, put it in front of his face, and screamed.

When he set it down, Cas was looking through a notebook. He finally said, "Frustration, not fear."

John had already picked up his phone and was already dialing a number.

"Hello?" The voice on the other side of the phone said.

"Harriette." John began slowly. "I..."

There was silence from the other end. John got the distinct feeling that Harry was upset and scared. John didn't really talk to her, anymore.

"Do you remember my soulmate's name? Was it Sherlock?"

Now he felt Cas peering, curiously, at John's gloves hands.

Harry gave a sad sigh, began rustling through some papers, then spoke again, "Yeah. Yeah, I have it written down here, their name's Sherlock."

John stayed there, silently for a while. "How's uh... your school?"

There was more awkward silence. "Good." Harry said. "Good, it's good. There's this girl, Draco - But uh... you don't care about that. How's... How's your school?"

The people in the room over began screaming at each other, but John tuned it out.

John hesitated. "Good. Yeah, no, it's uh... really good."

"Good, that's good. Yeah. Good."

"You guys can just hang up instead of awkwardly saying, 'Good' over and over." Cas said, his finger lightly resting in his notebook.

"Bye." John said, before hanging up without waiting for a response.

The screaming was increasing, and was making Cas very clearly curious, but John continued to tune it out.

He pulled himself onto his bed, aware that Cas was looking at him. His mind was reeling.

Cas stood up and began heading towards the door, presumably to check on the screaming.

***

Dean had been... fine. For a bit. Until he remembered something, and changed routes to the floor a few below him.

He walked past Cas' room, to Sam's room. He opened the door, as gently as he could, to reveal two boys sitting at desks, studying.

"YOU WERE CUDDLING WITH MY SOULMATE!" Dean screamed, startling them both.

"Please don't talk, your voice is annoying." The boy Dean didn't know groaned.

"What're you talking about?" Sam asked, leaning back to look at Dean.

"Don't encourage him to open that ungodly mouth so much as one more time." The other boy said.

"Mrs. Hudson's class!" Dean yelled. "You were cuddling with my soulmate!"

"Do we have to be talking about disappointing soulmates?" The other boy groaned.

Dean grew vaguely aware that all of their hands were glowing.