The tall lanky Winchester was used to standing out among the crowds. But here? He really blended in with the new fearful student memo. Though, he had packed minimally to say the least. One rickety cardboard box he snatched from Dean’s old records collection. It was labeled 60’s/70’s cassettes.

The contents? Were underwhelming.

Sam has approximately three changes of clothes, a measly half filled bottle of water that may or may not be full of holy water, a busted up bible from one of the pews at Pastor Jim’s church, a gun (just in case), and a law 101 textbook he snatched off a highschool kid.

It was move in day at Stanford. Dean had offered to help him get settled in since John certainly wasn’t going to. Sam turned him down. He needed to do this alone—and Dean had let him be shunned from the house too anyhow. The thought of John left a sour taste in Sam’s mouth. Most parents were proud when their kid got a full ride to an ivy league school. Typically when they got a full ride scholarship to a prestigious school—they didn’t tell their kid to leave and not bother coming back.

Sam doesn’t dwell on it. This is a new chapter in his life. The anger is smothered by excitement and anticipation of a future. The prospect of a nine-to-five lawyer job.

He gets settled in pretty quick. His dorms are pretty far from his lecture halls, but his lanky legs make quite the distance. Walking was the least of his worries.

The place is overrun with university students, running off caffeine and dreams. So normal. Everything he ever wanted.

Don’t fuck it up. Don’t fuck it up. He tells himself as he walks down the hall and back to the car he borrowed from Bobby. He had to take this thing back. No use lingering around all his peers and giving himself opportunities to make himself the designated freak again. Until he sees you. Struggling with balancing two boxes on top of eachother.

If he didn’t swallow his fear and help, you’d topple over. A new not-box-shaped shadow casts over your face and the weight is lifted. You meet a kind stranger’s eyes. “Need some help there?”