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Angels Don't Share

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Dean walked into the building, preparing to start working on his bucket list. He immediately saw his group friends at their usual spot. Luckily Michael wasn't with them. Not yet at least.

When he got to them, he turned to his girlfriend at once. "Hey, can we hang out after school a bit?" he softly spoke, so the others wouldn't hear. "I need to talk to you."

Lisa smiled at him, being it with a bit of worry in her eyes. "Of course, honey. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine, we just need to talk," he quickly soothed her.

"Sure, no problem," she assured him, just before her eyes turned to his side. "Oh hey, there's Michael."

Son of a bitch... Dean turned around right on time to see the Shurley come to a stop a couple of yards away. They shared an awkward look and then Michael walked past them without looking back. Dean watched him go to his locker, where a couple of his siblings were standing as well.

"Well, that was weird," Lisa commented. "You know what's up with him?"

Dean shook his head. He felt guilty about lying to her, but he couldn't tell her the truth either. Not yet. He was just about to turn back to his friends when he noticed a familiar trenchcoat. "Hey, I'll see you guys later, alright?" he quickly told them before heading off and approaching Castiel.

"Hi, Cas," he greeted the blue-eyed boy.

"Hello, Dean," Castiel smiled back at him.

"So listen, I just wanted to thank you again for yesterday. I really needed that."

Castiel gave him a nod. "Of course. Have you made up your mind yet?"

"No," Dean admitted. "But at least I'm not completely lost anymore." He laughed. "I finally have a plan for change, so there's that."

"That's great, Dean." The younger boy seemed genuinely happy for him.

"So anyways, I was wondering if you'd like to join us for lunch? You don't have to," he quickly added. "I just wanted to offer, you know. As a chance to make it up to you."

"You don't have to make up for anything, Dean. And I don't want to intrude."

"You're not," the Winchester replied immediately. "I wouldn't be offering if I didn't mean it. And you'll like my friends, I promise."

Castiel smiled again, but the gesture didn't reach his eyes. "That's very kind of you, but I probably shouldn't. Maybe another time."

"Okay then," Dean said, trying not to show too much of his disappointment. Cas probably had his reasons, even if Dean didn't know what they were. "Whenever you like."

"Thank you, Dean. I'll see you around," Castiel said with a nod and then he walked away.

He's nice and all but a bit weird... Dean thought to himself before he went back to his friends.

"Who was that?" Charlie asked with a curious look in her eyes.

Dean shrugged. "Oh, that's Cas."

They looked at him expectantly. When he didn't know what to say and just stood there in confusion, Jo asked, "Isn't he a Shurley?"

"What is with you and the Shurleys, chief?" Benny added.

"Nothing!" Dean exclaimed. "When did making friends become a crime?"

Lisa shrugged. "It hasn't and I mean, I'm sure they're awesome and stuff, but they don't really seem to do the making friends thing very much, do they?"

"They're a bit antisocial," Jo summarized.

Dean pulled up an eyebrow. "So?"

"What they're trying to say," Charlie interfered, "is that maybe the Shurleys like to be by themselves." She smiled at him. "But I think it's cute you're so nice to them."

"Well, it's not like I'm socializing with the entire family," he mumbled. "Michael and Cas are my friends and I'm happy to go to Balthazar's parties but that's it."

"Guess your brother has a different opinion on that," Kevin commented, staring at something behind him.

Dean looked around frowning and wondered what it was this time. "Oh crap," he muttered as he saw Sam and Lucifer walk towards the Shurley's locker. They were standing surprisingly close to each other, which made Dean frown even more. Lucifer seemed to be a little bit annoyed, but Sam had a smile on his face and a look in his eyes as if he were the happiest human being to ever walk the earth. That can't be good.

"When did they become so tight?" Jo asked.

Most of his friends just shrugged and Kevin said, "I know right."

Dean shook his head. "I don't have a good feeling about this."

The others gave him a quizzical look.

"What do you mean?" Lisa said.

"Is this about what Michael said?" Charlie added.

"It's not just that anymore," Dean told them. "Crowley of all people is scared of him. I'm sorry but that just can't be a good sign."

He was immediately bombarded with exclamations of surprise and questions of all kinds. "Calm down, does the whole school need to know?" he interrupted them loudly. Then he told them everything that happened Friday night. He didn't skip a detail, he explained all of it, from Sam's disappearance and his trip to The Cage with Lucifer to Michael's help, Crowley's sort of help and even the other Shurley kid's interference. Some of his friends had already heard the main parts but never the whole story. When he was finished, Dean was met with looks of confusion, surprise and horror. While he went quiet, the others started asking questions again.

"Sam went to a club?"

"Wait, who's that Shurley guy?"

"What happened between Crowley and Lucifer?"

"Does anyone actually know what happened between Michael and Lucifer?"

"I don't know but how did he even know you were there?"

"What kind of club was it?"

"Do you think they were a thing?"

"Maybe he followed them. That would be weird."

"Ew, they're brothers!"

"Where do they get their customers if nobody has ever heard of it?"

"No, I didn't mean them!"

"I still can't believe Sam went to a club, did they have books?"

"But why did he follow them?"

"Do you think Crowley is gay?"

"Who isn't?"

"Well, Dean said it was rock music. Since when does Sam like rock?"

"Maybe he's been stalking Dean."

"I don't think he hates it either though."

"Oh my gosh, Crowcifer!"

"Maybe he's been stalking Michael."

"Gross."

"What is wrong with you?"

"Why would he stalk his own brother?"

"I'm imagining it now, help."

Dean rolled his eyes and turned to put some of his books in his locker. He'd had enough of this whole situation. He didn't want to talk about it even more. So when the school bell finally rang Dean was almost happy he and his friends could get to class. Almost.

~~~

After school Dean returned to his locker to wait for Lisa. They'd had different classes in the afternoon, so he hadn't seen her since lunch. He didn't really mind. Every time he saw her, it made him worry about what he was going to say even more.

He hadn't seen Michael either though, which was a good thing for the moment being. He knew he would have to talk to him later, but at the moment his priorities lay elsewhere.

"Hi, honey," a familiar voice sounded from behind him and he turned around to see his girlfriend, looking up at him with a smile. "You ready?"

"Yeah, just hold on for a second," he answered while getting his phone out.

'Can you get a ride? I'm with Lisa,' he quickly sent to his little brother. He didn't really expect it to be a problem. Sam was probably even happy he could ride with Lucifer. Which of course annoyed the crap out of Dean.

'Okay,' he got after not even five seconds.

"Done," he said with a smile and motioned her to lead the way.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Lisa asked as they walked out of the school and into the street.

Dean sighed. "About us, honestly," he admitted.

She came to a stop immediately and the shock in her dark eyes made him almost take it back. Why did it have to be this hard? He didn't want to hurt her.

"It's not what you think," he quickly said, which wasn't a total lie. He crossed the street and went to sit on a brick wall around a pond (or whatever the pool of water was supposed to be).

Lisa sat down next to him, still with a worried and pained look on her face.

Dean decided the best thing he could do was just get it over with. He took a deep breath and started, "Listen Lisa, there's been going on a lot of stuff lately. With the Shurleys arriving, Jess' death, all the drama with Sam and Lucifer... I just need some time to figure things out and fix it. A little bit of space, you know? It's not like I don't want to be with you or want to break up, it's just..." He let out a sigh. "I have to focus on all the other stuff first now. Get things back to normal. Put my life back together. I need a break. And that means a break from us too." He looked at his girlfriend, afraid what her reaction would be.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but she gave him a small smile. "Just a break? Nothing permanent?" she asked in a weak voice.

He could've sworn his heart would crumple right there and then. "Just a break," he smiled. "Promised." Although he wasn't sure if he'd be able to keep it.

Lisa nodded and he pulled her into a hug. "I love you," she whispered against his chest.

"I love you too," he replied. And that was the truth. He did love her. He just didn't know in what way anymore.