Pairing: DeanxSam

Genre: Slash, Angst, AU

Notes: Unbeta'ed. AU from the end of "On the head of a pin".

Finding my way back to you - 01

Sam bit his bottom lip, his right hand gripping the strap of his backpack tightly, waiting for the elevator to reach the floor of the Human Resources department. He was starting his new job today and the prospect of beginning a whole new life after his big break up with Madison back in San Francisco was at least terrifying.

He got out on the seventh floor and walked towards the end of the hallway. After he got his papers from the secretary, he went back to one of the chairs on the waiting room. Several people were there waiting too, a few chatting among themselves. Sam went to the coffee machine, choosing a cappuccino for himself. When he extended his hand to pick up a cup, his finger brushed against someone else fingers. He looked up and his heart gave a funny jump.

“Sorry, you can have this one.”

Sam caught the cup, putting on the machine, pressing the button for the cappuccino. He turned around, looking at the guy next to him. He smiled, his green eyes looking at him up and down.

“You’re new here, right?”

“Yeah…” said Sam. He extended his empty hand. “Sam Wesson.”

The guy smiled fully and shook his hand firmly.

“Dean Smith. I’m the manager of marketing and sales. Nice having you here Sam.”

After Dean walked away, Sam was ready for the ground to swallow him up. Great, he just developed an instantaneous crush on his supervisor.

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“How cute, you have a crush.”

“Shut up Anna.”

The girl laughed, her blue eyes sparkling in knowledge. Dean rolled his eyes, eating his salad in favor of ignoring his co-worker.

“So…Dean, what’s his name?”

The blond smiled to himself.

“Sam.” just saying that name gave a strange feeling on Dean’s stomach. It was so weird.

“It’s a beautiful name.”

“It suits him.”

Anna just smiled when he saw Dean finishing his lunch with a little smile on his face. Good, so far it was working. She approached more of him and put her hand on his, stopping his motion of taking the salad to his mouth.

“You know, you’ll have to get over your ex sometime right?”

Dean looked away.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I only knew Sam for one minute, he could be a psycho for all I care.”

Anna smiled again.

“Yeah right.”

Dean looked at her and flicked his salad towards her face. She gasped, punching his arm in retaliation.

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“New here?”

Sam turned around on his chair, finding a pair of blue eyes watching him back.

“It’s my first day.”

The man smiled and extended his hand.

“My name is Castiel.”

Sam arched his eyebrow, shaking his hand.

“Castiel?”

“Yeah, I know. My parents were…very, very religious.”

Sam smiled shyly at that, drawing his hand back. He heard a deep laugh coming from the canteen and stood up just enough to look from his cubicle, his curiosity picked. His heart started beating faster when he saw Dean leaving the place with some redhead girl, his whole face gorgeous as he laughed at something the girl said.

“So you already met Dean, uhn?”

He turned around sharply to face Castiel.

“What?”

The man shrugged.

“He’s our boss. Dean Smith. I’m assuming you already met him?”

Sam scratched his neck, taking a deep breath.

“I met him back at HR.” he looked at Castiel. “How is he?”

Blue eyes blinked at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Well…is he a good boss?”

Castiel smiled at that, a gesture so strange on his place that Sam thought something was up. And since when it was strange for Castiel to smile? He met the guy not five minutes ago!

“I think you should discover that by yourself.”

“Oh, come on man!” whined Sam.

“Everyone here has a different opinion of him. Maybe you should wait and see what you’ll think of him…in time.” said Castiel, mysteriously.

And before Sam could whine some more, the man turned his back to him, picking up his headset and answering the ringing phone. Sam huffed and picked up his own headset, fighting the urge to look for a glimpse of Dean again.

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For a first day, it wasn’t so bad. Three calls asking for an easy help, which the answers were all on Sam’s guiding book that was given to him before he started his shift. As Sam waited for the elevator to reach the seventh floor, he was pondering about his beginning at that company. For sure, he didn’t want to be a support tech the rest of his life. But as a way to pay the rent, that would have to do for now.

He barely noticed when the doors of the elevator opened and somebody entered. He looked up from his Ipod and his heart gave a triple jump at seeing Dean smiled at him.

“Hey! Sam, right?”

Sam turned off his Ipod and smiled right back.

“Yeah. And you’re Dean, right?” he laughed a little. “My supervisor.”

Dean scoffed at that. The doors closed and Dean started to lose the knot on his tie. Sam glanced at him sideways, his hazel eyes cataloguing every curve and detail of the man beside him.

“Hey, do I know you from somewhere?”

Dean glanced at him and Sam realized he said that out loud. His supervisor arched his eyebrow.

“Excuse me?”

“Sorry!” exclaimed Sam, scratching his head, fighting the blush he knew it was coming. “It’s just that…I have this feeling I know you from somewhere, I just don’t remember where.”

“Maybe from Human Resources?” supplied Dean, amused.

“No, before that, jerk.” replied Sam without missing a beat. Only seconds after, he realized what he said. “Sorry.”

“For a tall guy, you sure are very afraid of people misinterpreting you.”

“What does my height have to do with that?”

Dean shrugged.

“You could intimidate people, plus don’t give a crap at what they think.”

Sam laughed.

“You’re just a few inches shorter than me, you could do that with people.”

“I’m a nice guy.” answered Dean.

“Good to know.”

There was a full minute of awkward silence. Dean cleaned his throat and looked Sam once again.

“So…”

“Yeah?”

“Since I’m a nice guy, and I noticed you’re new on the city, I’m…” Dean looked in front of them as the doors of the elevator opened. “Do you want to get some coffee? There’s a place nearby that I swear to God, better than Starbucks. And they have the best pies ever.”

Sam smiled, his dimples showing full force and Dean was momentarily frozen by the sight. The younger man put his hand on the door, so they wouldn’t close again.

“Which pie?”

Dean rolled his eyes, walking out of the elevator, being followed by Sam.

“Dude it’s pie, what else do you want?”

Sam laugh was the most beautiful sound he ever heard.

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Three weeks, two days and eight hours since he started working there. No, Sam wasn’t counting, not at all. And that definitely hasn’t anything to do with Dean.

“Sam speaking.”

“Dude, the two of us, football, VIP seats.”

Sam smiled fully without noticing.

“How come do we have VIP seats Dean?”

His supervisor snorted and the sound was already classified for Sam as Dean’s language for ‘it’s because I’m awesome’.

“So? Tonight, seven? I’ll pick you up at your place.”

Sam bit his bottom lip and looked at his computer, typing something on his memo.

“Fine, pick me up at seven, I’ll be ready.” He typed some more before continuing. “What time will you have lunch today?”

“Already did.” answered Dean. He could almost see the blond shrugging his shoulders. “I have a meeting now that’s gonna be a pain in my ass.”

Sam chuckled.

“Good luck.”

“Thanks. See you later, okay?”

“Yeah.”

He hung up and stood up, ignoring Ian, the new guy, chuckling behind him. He went to the canteen and poured himself a cup of coffee. He supported himself against the wall, taking a sip when Castiel entered the room.

“Hey Sam, how are you?”

Sam nodded, used to the man’s politeness by now. Three days after he entered the company, Castiel was transferred to another department, some floors above. But he seemed to always make sure Sam was feeling good and satisfied at his work.

“And how’s the new position working so far?”

“Very good.” he picked up his coffee and looked at him. “I heard you became good friends with Dean.”

Sam fought a blush at that.

“Well, you were right, he’s a really good guy. And I really like hanging out with him.”

“Good.” said Castiel eyeing him. “See you later, then?”

Sam nodded and Castiel left the canteen. Halfway towards his office Anna caught up with him. She picked up the coffee he poured for her and took a sip.

“How it’s going so far?”

“They are…” Castiel looked for the right words. “…hanging out since day one. Nothing strange there.”

“Quite the contrary, this is some good news.”

“It is?”

“Sure, they are already friends, even with their memories wiped out? It shows their feelings are strong enough.”

“But…”

“I know Castiel.” Anna took another sip of her coffee. “Time is all they need. Let me know if anything changes, okay?”

“Okay.”

Anna smiled at the angel and they went their separate ways.

TBC