SuperWhoLock: Parkwood High

Throwing out the Trash part 2

A/N wow.... I have to say I was losing hope of ever finishing this fic. It's not that I don't like it, I just think "right! let's get writing!" get on the laptop and all of a sudden i just do something else like watch anime or get homework done. But when i just got on wattpad, i saw a comment on my last chapter (you should read it xD) that really made me laugh, but silliness aside, it made me realise that people do actually read this fic. So here I go, next chapter!! Alex

Quick note: added some destiel fluff in that isn't related to the plot, but I just love destiellll!!!

The chrome black impala pulled up outside of the Winchester's house as everyone clambered out awkwardly, holding their tongues, worried that something they say could send Matt off the rails. Once everyone was sat down, all eyes averted to Matt.

"So got any ideas for mission 'Throw out Saxon' jammie dodger boy?" Gabriel asked, attempting to lighten the mood.

"We need to find out his flaws. His fears. Use them against him. Then we can drive him out of Parkwood High, and this town." Matt replied. "Sherlock," he continued, pointing to one half of the baker street boys. "Your job is to find out more about Saxon. With your deduction skills, I'm positive you won't disappoint." Sherlock nodded curtly.

"Until we get that accomplished, we can't be sure of what happens next."

"So now, we wait for tomorrow." Cas said.

"You guys are welcome to stay over tonight if you want." Dean announced to everyone, who all smiled in return.

"Thanks Dean." Clara replied on behalf of the group.

A couple of hours later, everyone was asleep, everyone except Cas. "Dean?" he whispered, careful not to wake anyone else up. Shifting slightly, Dean cracked his eyelids open, smiling sleepily at his angelic boyfriend.

"Yes Cas?" Dean whispered just as gingerly. Playing with his hands nervously, Cas looked down. Noticing this change in behaviour, Dean spoke up. "What's the matter?"

Cas continued to stare at an apparently interesting spot on the floor. "On... on a scale from 1 to 10... how much do you love me?" He asked, turning red.

Smiling at the antics of his boyfriend, Dean put an arm on Cas' upper arm. "Why do you ask?"

"Dean, I-I'm scared... I don't want to lose you-"

"3.14." Dean said bluntly, causing Cas to look up and cock his head to the side. "The answer to your question." His boyfriend explained.

"3.14?" Cas repeated. I knew he didn't love me like I love him.

Taking him by surprise, Dean took Cas' chin in his index finger and thumb and lifted it up. "I love you more than pie." Dean leant forward, capture Cas' lips in a soft kiss. "Never doubt my love for you Castiel Novak. It will never die. Even when I'm gone, even when this universe is gone, my love will remain."

Cas smiled, tears building up in his ocean blue eyes. "I love you too Dean. I'll never doubt your feelings again. I swear."

*--*

Morning arrived, and the group reluctantly got up and got ready for school. By the time Dean's car pulled up at school, everyone was prepped for the day to come.

"So Sherlock," Matt said, "If you can, try and find out as much as you can before lunch. We'll all meet up outside Dean's classroom straight after the bell. We'll need to be quick so we can get a plan established based on the information received and put it into action."

"Roger that." Everyone replied in unison, and for the first time in a long while, Matt smiled.

"Let's do this."

During the morning's lessons, Sherlock used his ability to its fullest, observing everything about Harold Saxon. Following discreetly to classes and sitting near him, Sherlock didn't miss anything that went on for Saxon that morning. After a tiresome morning, lunch came, and everyone headed to Dean's classroom as fast as possible, so fast that they all nearly collided woth each other.

"Got anything Mr Holmes?" Clara asked, hope in her eyes.

"Boy, do I have a lot to tell you."

Huddling in a secretive circle, everyone turned to Sherlock like excited children ready for story time.

"Harold Saxon, known as Harry by his friends, adolescent, like us. He enjoys being the centre of attention, and the feeling of control over others, he -"

"Tell us something we don't know." John interrupted, "We don't have much time."

Glaring, Sherlock continued. "Saxon has a fear.... of gay intimacy."

Gabriel burst out laughing, his whoops echoing down the school corridors, soon followed by everyone elses. This racket caused lots of attention. Unfortunately, some much unwanted attention.

"Well well, what do we have here? The scooby doo mystery gang onto a case?" Saxon sneered.

"Yeah," Matt replied, pointing at Saxon. "The case of the annoying prick. Found him."

The group started laughing once again, making Saxon turn beet red. Remembering his irrational fear, Clara stepped to the side whilst the boys surrounded Saxon.

"Hey Saxon, ever kissed a guy?" John asked.

"Wha-? No!!! Of course not!!"

"You should try it you know, it's really fun!" Gabriel teased, "here, we'll give you a demonstration!" Grabbing Sam by the cheeks, Gabe kissed him over-exaggeratedly, Saxon's eyes widening in horror.

"Don't act so shocked, you knew we were gay didn't you?" Sherlock said to the shocked teen, who shook his head rapidly. "Oh, right! A deduction I got wrong! My my, you are unpredictable." 

Smirking, Matt stepped closer to Saxon from behind, breathing down his neck. "You can't be so against guys kissing when you haven't even tried it," he whispered, "If you try it now, I won't judge your opinion. Wanna try?" Laughing lightly, Matt nibbled on Saxon's ear, causing him to snap.

"That's it!! You lot are a bunch of freaks!! I thought messing with you would be fun, especially you!" he said, indicating to Matt, "But no!! I've had enough! This is the last you'll ever see me, I'm moving back to my old school!" Saxon backed up towards the main doors, turning around and scrambling out of the door, tripping on the way out.

Cheering filled the halls as the group of friends celebrated their success. Once the noise subsided, Matt let out a relieved sigh he didn't know he'd been holding.

"I can finally breath again."

A/N sorry for another annoying note, but i just want to say thank you for taking time out your life to read my fic, it does mean a lot, and I'm really really really really really sorry for not updating sooner. Please tell me what you think, I'm happy to take advice on improvement too :) have a nice day!! Alex