Friday at lunch Sam got a text from his brother saying their dad would be coming home again this weekend. He grinned widely at the phone in his hands. It had been way too long since he'd seen his father and...

A lump formed in his throat as he thought about the last time Dad had come back from a job. They'd all gone to the Roadhouse together, Dean and Lisa, him and... Jess. Had it really been that long ago already? It seemed like forever. He remembered the day their father had taken off again. It was the same day he'd met Lucifer and first gone to The Cage. He smiled at the memory and decided to focus on that one.

"What's gotten your attention?" Lucifer asked from across the table.

Sam gave him a happy smile. "Dad's coming home tomorrow."

Lucifer pulled up his eyebrows, dropped his fork and grinned at him. "That's great, Sammy!"

He nodded while answering Dean's text. "It's been a while but I'm really looking forward to it. We've got so much catching up to do, so many things I need to tell him, I..." He fell quiet as he looked up to Lucifer's expectant expression. Dammit. What was he going to tell his dad about Lucifer? Dean had made it abundantly clear that he had no problem telling John about Sam's friendship with the Shurley. And Dean didn't even know half of it...

Keeping this from his brother for now was one thing, but acting like nothing was going on in the short amount of time he actually got to see his dad? Sam knew their father wasn't happy with the Shurleys and even though Lucifer had left his family, he had a feeling the man still wouldn't approve of him, much like Dean and Bobby hadn't. But at the same time... Lucifer was his boyfriend. How could he not share something that important with his family?

"You?" Lucifer asked, a slight smile on his lips.

Sam sighed, "Lucifer... You know I'd love to tell them but..." He bit his bottom lip. There wasn't really a way to tell Lucifer his family wouldn't like him without hurting his feelings. Just thinking about it caused a knot in his stomach to tighten. "They're not exactly a fan of your family," he decided to say.

Lucifer pulled up an eyebrow. "I don't know if you've noticed but neither am I."

"I know, I know," Sam was quick to add. "But that doesn't change the fact that..." God, this wasn't going as smooth as he'd hoped. He took a deep breath and decided to just tell the truth. "Listen, Dad and Bobby, they warned us about your family. I know you're strictly speaking not one of them," he hastily said before his boyfriend could interrupt him, "and maybe it'll work out fine. But if Dean starts telling them all the stuff he's heard from Michael? They won't like it, Lucifer."

"Well, if Dean tells them about us, how do you think they're gonna respond to him and Michael being friends?" Lucifer snapped.

He nodded. "I thought about that too. But honestly, I don't think they even hang out that often anymore. Maybe they've gotten into a fight or something?"

"Then why would your brother believe a crap Michael's told him?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't know, okay? Fact is Dean still doesn't like you. And I don't know what to do about it."

Lucifer's eyes softened and his hand found Sam's knee underneath the table, squeezing it softly. "Your dad is not Dean, you know."

Sam wished he could agree with him but he knew the truth. "No, he isn't. But Dean looks a remarkably lot like my dad."

The older boy removed his hand, leaned back in his chair and sighed with a sad look in his eyes. "You do what you gotta do, Sam."

"I will tell them," Sam promised him. "Just... give me a little time, okay?"

Lucifer nodded, before changing the subject. "Hey, you wanna hang out after school?" He smiled. "I could finally show you my place. It's not much but I've wanted to for some time now."

Sam flinched. "Actually, I told Kevin we'd have a gaming night..."

"Oh," Lucifer said, disappointment clear on his face. "Okay then."

"I'm sorry..."

"No, it's fine," Lucifer quickly said. "You go have fun." He smiled along with it but Sam noticed the gesture didn't really reach his eyes.

He hadn't thought it was possible, but now Sam was feeling even more guilty than before. He tried to think about a solution but with Dad home there was no way he'd have any spare time this weekend. He also couldn't cancel on Kevin, he'd already neglected their friendship enough as it was. But... he really did want to see Lucifer's place. He had been curious about it from the moment Lucifer had told him he'd left the Shurleys and lived on his own now. Sam cursed inwardly and got out his phone.

'Would you mind if I come by later tonight? I need to go somewhere first...' he texted Kevin.

He tried to spot his friend in the cafeteria but couldn't find him. Dean, Benny, Charlie and Jo were at their usual table, but Lisa and Kevin were nowhere to be found. Weird... Maybe Kevin had gone to the library, he did that sometimes.

Wherever he was, he answered Sam's text after a couple of minutes. 'Sure, what time?'

'After dinner?'

'Okay, can you get there or should we pick you up?'

Sam smiled at the amazing friend Kevin was. 'I'll manage, thanks Kev'

'No problem, see you later'

He put his phone back in his pocket and smiled at Lucifer. "I can stay until dinner."

The way Lucifer's face lid up was enough to convince Sam he'd made the right decision. "Really?"

"Yup," he grinned. "You have to drop me off at Kevin's after though."

"No problem," his boyfriend quickly answered, a broad smile on his lips. "If it means getting you into my bedroom, it's worth it."

Sam laughed and shook his head. "You're unbelievable."

Lucifer gave him that seemingly innocent smile of his. "Just taking advantage of the situation."

For some reason Sam had no doubt he would.

~~~

As soon as Dean spotted Cas entering the cafeteria, he told his friends he'd be back in a sec and walked up to the boy in the trenchcoat. He wasn't going to lie about it, he had enjoyed their time in the library. He liked Cas and it was also nice to have someone around who knew everything that had been going on lately.

"Hey, Cas," he greeted the slightly smaller kid.

Castiel looked at him in surprise. "Hello, Dean."

"Wanna join us?" Dean asked while walking along to the line.

"That's very nice of you but I should probably sit with my family," Cas answered without even looking up.

"What, you can't sit with other people?" Dean asked in disbelief. "'Cause I'm pretty sure I saw your brother and the entire cheerleader squad occupying a table of their own the other day."

Cas frowned. "Gabriel is a senior."

"So?" Dean huffed.

When Castiel let out a sigh, Dean had the feeling he was starting to get on the guy's nerves. "We are a family, Dean. We're supposed to stick together."

"Well yeah, but during lunch?" He really wasn't getting where Cas was going with this. Sure, he'd spend a lot of time with Sam at school too (at least before he was abducted by Lucifer), but that had also to do with the fact that they'd both been friends with Jo and Charlie even before high school. Him and Sam, they'd just always... been there for each other. Sam was a shy kid and Dean would be damned if he'd acted like one of those arrogant pricks that ignored their younger siblings at school.

But Cas... Dean wasn't saying the Shurleys weren't close with each other - hell, they sometimes seemed to be glued together - but from the way Cas had talked about his family he'd gathered they didn't have a particularly good relationship either.

"Do you even want to sit with them?" Dean asked before he could stop himself. He hadn't meant to be that rude but he was really wondering.

"Why wouldn't I?" Castiel retorted, grabbing a tray.

"I don't know, I just didn't think you were that close."

Cas glared at him. "They're my family, Dean."

He doubted if this conversation would go anywhere useful, so he decided it would be better to just drop it. "Alright, I'm sorry, okay?"

He'd already started to walk away, when Cas' voice stopped him in his tracks. "Dean?"

"Yeah?" he said, turning around.

The younger boy bit his lip, his blue eyes turned downwards. "I'm sorry. I do want to, it's just..." His gaze shifted to a point to Dean's right and Dean looked over his shoulder to see what he was looking at.

He spotted the Shurley family table almost immediately. Michael, in the middle of them as usual, was looking their way, and so was the girl from his class Dean now knew was called Naomi. As soon as they noticed him watching, they turned away of course. Why the hell were they looking at them like that? Maybe it was nothing but Dean had a feeling it was the exact opposite. And he didn't like it one bit.

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Sorry, I know it's been waaaaay too long since I updated but you know... school and stuff. Anyways, I wrote this chapter mostly on the train towards school, so sorry if it's not my best work, I just really wanted to get another chapter out 'cause I've missed you guys and all your lovely reactions. I already got plans for the next chapter as well and it's gonna be quite long so it might take some time to write but I promise I'll do my best ;)