Okay so I have no idea where I got this idea from! This is going to be an AU, what if Sam and Dean didn't grow up together kid of thing. Dean was a hunter with John but the two were never really close. Sam has been in foster care his whole life with a family who doesn't care about him. Sam hasn't been able to walk for his whole life and is in wheelchair so there's lots of limp Sam!

Sam and Dean meet at a school and become best friends and their lives become much better with each other in it. Dean realizes that maybe Sam was the missing link to his family and that maybe he can bring them together.

Yeah, I have no idea where I thought about this but I had to write it! I hope you like this story and let me know what you think!

Most teenagers feel annoyed and tired when they have to start the school day. Others might actually enjoy it because they get to see their friends and gossip about that latest news floating around the halls. However if you were Sam all you felt was terror and loneliness.

Sam dreaded going to school, but he hated going back home even worse. If you can even call that pig-sty house a home. Sam never had a real home, or a real family for that matter. Well, he must have at one point but he spent his whole childhood from what he could remember in an adoption center.

No one had wanted to adopt Sam. The woman that had run the center told him they found hi as a six month old baby on the ground, his delicate spine had been damaged. And that's all it took to decide Sam's fate. He had been bound to a wheelchair his whole life, no family had wanted to take care of a kid that couldn't take care of himself.

But the thing was, Sam had learned to take care of himself. Sure he got some help from the people at the shelter, but he had learned how to do nearly everything by himself. He had no one to look up to.

A family did finally take him in as a foster child, a careless heartless family. They cared for him at first and Sam thought that maybe he would be loved, maybe. But once he hit age eight the family no longer saw him as cute and just stopped caring, he still lived in the house but they left him to fend for himself.

The family kept taking in kids and did the same thing to them as they did to Sam. Most of them ran away but it's not like Sam could. Others stayed just because they had no where to go.

His 'foster parents' currently had four young kids that were living with them. The poor kids had no idea they'd get pushed to the side once they got older. Sam also had two 'foster brothers' that were older then him, if you could even call them that. They weren't his brothers at all, just two other kids the family had picked up that hadn't run away.

If being ignored like he didn't exist by his foster parents wasn't enough, the older boys picked on Sam endlessly. They would rips up his homework once he was finished, flip him out of his wheelchair and laugh. Going to school wasn't any easier since the jocks here did the same things to Sam. No matter where he went he was either getting stared at, laughed at, or picked on. Sometimes he even wondered what the point was in living. The only thing that kept him going was his dream to one day become a lawyer, but even with that Sam still felt like giving up.

He sighed when he saw the all too familiar group of jocks standing by the big tree in front of the school. He knew there was no use in trying to get away, they would spot him eventually and continue on harassing him.

So Sam just stayed where he was and waited for the inventible. He looked around the school grounds and saw a group of girls talking and laughing, a couple seniors pulling pranks on the freshman, a couple making out on a bench….He knew everyone here, could name off anyone if they asked him, but yet he had no friends.

But then he spotted a kid that he had never seen before. He was standing by the front of the school leaning against the wall. He had a worn leather jacket on and he was smoking a cigarette. For once Sam thought that maybe he wouldn't be the only one who didn't have any friends. But this kid was probably new and he looked like the trouble-making type. He would make friends with the jocks in no time. Sam made a mental note to stay away from the new kid as well.

Just when Sam thought that maybe he wouldn't get tormented today he felt someone punch his shoulder.

"Hey there Sammy-boy." A familiar voice sneered as the others laughed. Jake was the 'leader' of the jocks. Not really the leader but the most outspoken and rude one. Sam thought that if Jake was taken out of the equation the rest of the jocks might just leave him alone.

"What do you want Jake?" He sighed, trying to sound brace but he couldn't keep himself from trembling slightly. Sam saw that the new kid that he saw smoking was now staring at him. Great, just what he needed, someone else to join in on the 'fun'.

"Come on now Sammy. I just want to talk to 'ya." He laughed and Sam could hear a slur in his speech. The kid was drunk and probably all of his goonies were as well.

Sam snorted and shook his head. Could he just get on with the name-calling and public embarrassment already?

"What did you just say to me?" Jake snarled suddenly, apparently not happy with Sam's lack of enthusiasm.

"I didn't say anything to you, you drunk creep!" Sam yelled at him in an attempt to defend himself. He knew it wasn't working though when Jake's face turned red and he clenched his fists.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson you little cripple!" He bellowed before he punched Sam in the side of the face. Sam winced but didn't dare cry out and give this bully his satisfaction. His minions cheered him on as Jake grabbed Sam and threw him out of his wheelchair. Sam looked up to see Jake looming over him, his fist raised. He closed his eyes to prepare for the onslaught when he heard a voice.

"Hey, you assholes!" The voice was serious and meant business. Sam turned his head and was greeted wit the sight of the new kid storming towards the group that had tormented Sam. On closer inspection Sam could see just how strong the kid looked. He was pretty tall and even with his jacket on you could tell he was well-built. He looked like he was experienced in fighting which was why Sam didn't understand why the kid didn't join in and beat Sam up.

"Who the hell are you?" Jake called out to the kid who was now only a few feet away from Sam.

"That's none of your business. The thing is, who the hell do you think you are picking on this kid like that?" He growled, and Sam's opinion of this kid changed at once upon hearing this. The kid might look like a trouble-maker with the smoking and leather jacket but he obviously wasn't the bad kind if he wanted to protect Sam from these freaks. Maybe he wasn't a trouble-maker at all.

"Sam's a freak! We're just havin' our daily dose of fun!" Jake chuckled and Sam saw the new kid's face get darker.

"Well I think you better choose a new activity to have fun you pathetic drunks. I might not make all the right choices in my life but if there's one thing I can't stand it's when jerks like you pick on innocents kids." He hissed, his tone meant business.

"What are you goin' to do 'bout it? Fight all of us? You don't stand a chance!" Jake hollered with laughter.

"Heh. I could kick all of your asses, you have no idea you you're messin' with you loser."

Jake was about to say more when a teacher walked outside to see what was going on. "This isn't over." He whispered to the new kid and stormed off with the rest of the freaks. The new kid turned around and knelt down next to Sam, his face much kinder.

"You okay kid?" He asked with concern and offered Sam a hand.

"Yeah…yeah I'm fine." Sam told him but took the offered hand and used it to pull himself up into a sitting position.

"Your lip's bleeding." New-kid pointed out and Sam just laughed.

"It's fine, I've had much worse." He told the kid. "And…thank you. You didn't have to stick up for me like that. You don't even know me."

The kid shook his head. "Sam, I know I didn't have to but I wanted to. Like I said, I can't stand bullies like that. And yeah, I don't know you but maybe we can get to know each other now. My name's Dean."