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// Dean's POV

Dean looked around the elementary school.

He would rather have his brother stay at their new house but Sam was only five and Dean worried.

They had just moved into the town. Dean had finally snapped and began packing their things after their dad laid a finger on Sammy.

Dean pushed his glasses up further on his nose before looking down at his younger brother with a smile.

Sam looked up at him with his wide puppy eyes.

Dean squeezed his hand.

"Hey, it'll be okay. I'll come looking for you as soon as school ends. Don't worry Sammy."

Sam smiled and nodded.

"Hello there. How can I help?" A woman with long brown hair asked smiling.

"Uh yes. I'm Dean. This is Sam." Dean smiled.

"I'm Ellen. Are you boys new here? I don't recall seeing you boys around. And I should know. I remember everyone. It is a small town after all." She laughed.

Dean chuckled and nodded.

"Y-yea. We just moved here actually. Just us two. We needed to get away from family." He cleared his throat.

Ellen's smile faded a bit so she looked down at Sam.

"Well hi there Sam. You can go play with the other kids if you want."

Sam squeezed Dean's hand and hid behind his leg.

Dean looked down at his brother and ruffled his hair.

"It's alright Sammy. Go play...I'll be back I promise." He said bending down and looking straight into his younger brother's eyes.

Sam slowly nodded before he hugged Dean and walked off behind Ellen where the other kids were.

Dean smiled and stood back up, taking his glasses off to clean them. He really didn't like wearing glasses, but after he ran out of contact lenses, he really had no other choice.

He set them back on the bridge of his nose and smiled at Ellen.

"I should be back when my classes are over. He can be shy. So he'll probably needed a bit of help but he should be fine."

"Don't worry Dean. I'll take care of him." Ellen smiled.

Dean thanked her and took one more glance at his little brother before exiting the class room and hoping into his Impala.

He turned on the engine and drove towards his new school.

// Sam's POV

Sam wandered around the small classroom.

There were kids running around and wrestling each other.

Little girls playing dolls, and a few people playing house in the middle of the room.

Sam stood still and eyed a kid in the corner of the room.

He had shaggy hair like him. He looked a bit upset yet...happy.

He sat in a corner of the room, coloring. The boy occasionally looked up and eyed the room before going back to color.

Sam stared at him a bit before the boy looked back up. Their eyes met and the boy narrowed his eyes at Sam.

Sam waved slowly but the boy only looked away, crumbling the piece of paper he drew on.

Sam walked over to him and picked up the paper.

The boy had his face hidden in his arms.

Sam uncrumbled the sheet of paper to reveal a small drawing. It was a house with other houses around it, all the same. All together in a group like apartments.

There was a singular house apart from the others. It was a different color and shape and it was far away from the apartment houses.

"Hello...?" Sam whispered.

The boy didn't move.

Sam sat down next to him and also nuzzled his face in his arms.

The boy looked up and scooted away from Sam.

Sam also looked up but smiled and stayed where he was.

The boy narrowed his eyes at Sam again before doing something with his hands.

Sam looked at him in confusion.

The boy did something else with his hands before looking away.

Sam scooted closer and looked at him.

"Hi. What's your name?"

The boy turned around and made another hand movement before smiling slightly, shaking his head and walking away into another corner of the room.

Sam watched him and sighed.

"Hey you wanna play with us?" A boy asked Sam.

He smiled widely and stood up, wandering over to the group of boys.

"I'm John! This is William, Molly, Greg, Sally and Anderson." The blonde boy stated pointing at a few people in their little circle.

A girl in a brown pony tail waved.

A boy with darkish, greyish hair smiled.

A boy and a girl, just smiled shyly. The girl had poofy, dark curly hair. And the boy had brown hair.

Sam smiled at all of them and turned to look at the last boy.

He had dark curls, piercing eyes that were a mixture of colors and an emotionless face.

Sam waved at him but William just eyed him up and down before turning away.

Sam lowered his hand and frowned slightly.

"Don't worry about him. Sherlock's a bit hard to talk to but you'll get used to him." John smiled at Sam.

"I thought his name was William."

"Oh it is. It's William Sherlock Scott Holmes. But we all call him Sherlock."

Sam slowly nodded before sitting down next to John.

Sherlock glared at Sam and scooted closer to the blonde boy.

"Are you new here? Did you come from Canada?" The boy with short dark hair asked with wide eyes.

"Oh don't be stupid, Anderson! He's obviously from Lawrence, Kansas." Sherlock rolled his eyes.

"William. Mind your language!" Ellen walked by them.

Sherlock rolled his eyes again and crossed his arms.

"H-how did you- " Sam began.

"Well if you want to know I just guessed by the way to dress and- "

"William. Don't. We don't want to scare the poor boy." Ellen glared at the curly haired boy.

Sherlock groaned and laid down on his side so he was facing away from the circle.

"Don't worry Sherlly." John patted his back.

"My name is Sherlock. Not 'Sherlly'" He sighed.

Sam looked down at his hands and sighed.

"So any questions for us?" Molly asked.

Sam thought for a moment, shaking his head slightly.

"Oh! Wait. Uh who's the boy in the corner?" Sam asked.

Greg looked behind Sam and smiled.

"His name's Gabriel. He doesn't talk much. Ms Ellen says he can't speak at all."

"She called him a mule!" Anserson and Sally whispered at the same time.

"It's mute, you idiots." Sherlock kicked his legs.

Sam looked behind him and at the lonely boy.

So that was his name...Gabriel...