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Dean laughs again at Cas. "So you actually left the school and climbed a fucking tree?"

"Mm hm" Cas nods. "I didn't understand they were being sarcastic. That was before I presented. My family and I didn't know I had aspergers".

"So how did your family react to it?"

Cas looks at Dean while continuing to walk. "Me climbing the tree, or being diagnosed with aspergers?"

Dean fills his cheeks with air. "Mm. Both".

"They were a bit concerned. Well, I say a bit. All the doctors I saw could not figure it out, said I could only be diagnosed by myself when I presented".

"They didn't even suggest testing, an EEG, a psych evaluation?"

"Oh no, they did".

Dean steps over a small pothole. He looks at Cas expectantly." .... And?"

"And what?"

Dean takes a patient breath. "What happened after they suggested tests?"

"Oh. I didn't want to take them".

There's another pause.

"Because...?"

"I wanted to discover it on my own. You know, when I presented?"

"Ah".

"Dean?"

"Yes?"

"Does this mean you're my mate?"

Dean laughs nervously. "I think you'd have to buy me a drink first".

"Okay".

"And we need time".

Cas pulls back his sleeve. "It's two fourteen in the afternoon".

Dean laughs.

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