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Trapped
Chapter 1
Safe at Home
A/N: This story is the sequel to Abandoned. You might want to read that first to understand how we got here.
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Dean tried to roll over to relieve the pain in his back but it was like trying to roll over on a bowling ball. His pregnant gut kept him pinned.
He reached out to see if Sam was still in their bed. Maybe his Alpha could help him up. But Sam's side of the bed was cold and empty. He moaned and slid his ass over to the side of the mattress and braced his feet on the floor. Using his elbows he managed to push himself to his feet then leaned back in the typical pregnant poise.
Leading with his gut he braced one hand on his aching back and held on to the bed post with the other one. All he wanted to do was make it to the bathroom before he pissed himself. There was a ripple over his belly and his unborn son scored a direct hit on Dean's bladder, lending a sense of urgency to the whole bathroom plan. He moaned again. The damn bathroom seemed so far away he gave serious thought to just pissing on the floor.
Pounding footsteps on the stairs signaled Sam's imminent arrival and the bedroom door flew open.
"Good, you're up, finally." Sam grimaced.
Dean sighed, "Just get me to the bathroom or there's going to be a big wet spot to clean up."
Sam grabbed his Omega around the chest, relieving the stress on Dean's back and hustled him out of the room and down the hall.
"God, how much longer is this going to go on?" Dean complained. He sat down on the toilet thankfully.
Sam was just outside the door, monitoring the sounds his Omega made. If there were any sudden unexpected noises that might indicated his very pregnant brother was in trouble Sam wanted to be right there.
"Hey, you're the one who is two weeks late." Sam answered. "It seems to me that the whole thing is up to you."
"It's not like I planned this, damn it." Dean growled.
Sam stood in the hallway, one hand on the wall holding him up and he yawned. "I know it's not your fault. Dr. Mike said sometimes the first kid hangs on. It's not unusual. But it'll be over soon. It has to be. Dr. Mike can make the kid come if you want."
Dean finished his business and stood up. Damn it was embarrassing to have to pee sitting down, especially now that Sammy knew, but he hadn't seen his dick in months and even if he could find it he might not be able to aim it. In addition, there were other new parts of his anatomy that he couldn't even reach. Sam had inspected Dean's newly formed birth canal when Dean had freaked out at loosing something they later found out was called the mucus plug about a week ago.
Dean's OB/GYN. Dr. Mike Roarer had explained to Sam that Dean's newly formed birth canal was a permanent addition. The Omega vagina grew along with the first baby.
"Well, it's good that the man talks these things over with you, at least. I don't think he believes I speak English." Dean complained.
"Come on, Dean." Sam said. "I can't change the world for you. The doctor is required to ask permission of the Alpha for everything. He's not going to ask you first. Anyway, I was coming up to get you out of bed. We have an appointment in an hour and if you want to eat you need to do it pretty quick."
Dean had gone into heat a week after being reunited with his little brother and got pregnant immediately. There was no denying it; the symptoms had come on so fast. He had become lethargic and moody. He had months of morning sickness and had lost weight in his first trimester.
Bobby Singer had obtained fake documents for Dean so he and Sam could be legally married and they had stood in front of a justice of the peace with Dean three months pregnant. Bobby had made all the arrangements and kept them on track. After all, the groom was only sixteen years old and the Omega was not expected to be capable of anything other than bending over.
Bobby set up the wedding, made the initial appointments with Dean's OB/GYN and found the tattoo parlor to do the Widow's Mark tattoo around Dean's left bicep. Bobby and Sam were doing everything possible to keep Dean safe.
Even so other Alphas came sniffing around when Dean was out in public. Dean had a collar and a leash and they used it whether he was out with Bobby or with Sam. Dean had faced the necessity of the demeaning Omega leash. After all, Sam was a teenager, a huge teenager, but at sixteen he was gawky and colt like and wasn't scaring anybody off. Bobby was a tough old bastard but an Alpha enticed by Dean's smell could easily overlook the gleam in the old guy's eyes.
In addition Dean didn't want his family hurt fighting off some lust driven Alpha. Going out in public was a big decision. Dean was attractive, pretty and proven fertile. Even with his widow's mark and expanding waist line he was still worth top dollar. He had been horrified to find out that the vagina made him worth even more.
Dean had hidden away on the back end of Bobby's property for years. He had no idea what would have happened to him without Bobby's help. The world of an Omega had become only marginally better in the past half-decade and Dean had become reconciled to living in the shadows. He still hunted with Bobby when the old Hunter needed back up and he worked the phones for Bobby and helped with the auto repairs in partial payment of the man's support.
In addition, Bobby had driven John Winchester off the property with a loaded gun when John tried to take Sam to fill Dean's place in the hunt. At the time Sam had only been twelve years old and Dean had begged Bobby to keep his little brother safe. Bobby had become Sam's legal guardian after proving abandonment on John's part. John hadn't even shown up for the court dates nor had he tried to say he was contributing to Sam's support. All in all, the judge had felt strongly that Bobby was the more stable adult in Sam's young life.
Shortly after Sam's sixteenth birthday Bobby had revealed that Dean was not, as John had claimed, dead by werewolf. Bobby had explained to Sam that Dean was the first son that John Winchester had abandoned; that John Winchester had abused his oldest son and left him to die at the infamous "Omega Run".
Now Sam was involved in keeping Dean hidden away. Not only from John Winchester but also from every Alpha who felt that Omegas were less than human. The 'common knowledge' accepted by their society and enshrined in the law was that Omegas could be owned. They were good only as sex slaves and child bearers. Their function was to keep house for their Alpha who could do as he pleased with their bodies, even sell them at public auctions.
Sam and Dean's reconcilement had moved fairly quickly from the embrace of long lost brothers to the call of Omega to Alpha. Sam was only sixteen but tall and strong and decidedly an Alpha. He was well past the age of change when a previously undefined male could potentially present as an Omega.
Now they were married and their relationship swung back and forth. At one time they were older and little brother and Dean would call the shots. When hormones came to the fore and Dean descended into heat then Sam became the controlling Alpha. It was a complicated relationship, balanced upon a fulcrum of body chemistry and ego. Dean would die to protect his little brother from evil and Sam would kill anyone who tried to take Dean away.
Now the relationship was about to add another puzzle piece with the impending birth of their son. They had offered to leave Bobby's house when Dean became pregnant and Bobby had become offended. The older Hunter said that he regarded them as his family and if they left him he would be alone again. He offered to protect them and aid them in any way that he could if they would stay with him.
Sam was still attending school and hoped to carry on to college but that was still in the future and now he had responsibilities, his married partner and his child. There was a University in Sioux Falls and even a Law School. Sam hoped to pass the South Dakota bar and become a Hunter's lawyer. God knows, the Hunter community could certainly use one.
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Dr. Mike's waiting room was full of pregnant Omegas. One side was reserved for Omegas with their Alphas. Most Alphas treated their pregnant Omegas respectfully, allowing them to sit beside their Alpha and remove their leashes here in a more or less private situation. Most of those Omegas had the 'Window's Mark' tattoo, signifying marriage but there were other pairs where the Omega was not marked as married.
Some of those pairs were comfortable with each other but some Alphas blatantly displayed an 'owned' Omega. These Omegas were treated like pets. They were collared and leashed and some were only allowed to sit on the floor beside their Alpha. Sam placed a hand on Dean's arm when Dean showed how disgusted he was at these displays of ownership.
"Don't start trouble, Dean." Sam whispered in his brother's ear. "Let's just get through this and out of here without starting a fight."
The other end of the doctor's waiting room was an actual pen, with windows that had wire embedded in the glass. This was where the state protected Omegas waited their turn. These were pregnant Omegas who lived in homes supported by the state. They were brought in by bus with handlers in charge. A lot of them were rape victims.
There were a few older Omegas scattered in the crowd. These were usually Omegas too old to be attractive any longer and dumped on the state by their alphas when they became pregnant. Some of these men had as many as a half dozen children already and they had no idea where those children might be since the child was the property of either their Alpha or the state. The babies were routinely taken from a state supported Omega at birth and put out for adoption. The Omega had no right to their own children and most never heard about the child again.
The older Omegas were not commonly seen since most Omegas eventually, after fighting their fate for years, found the only way out of the hell they lived in day by day was suicide. The suicide rate of Omegas was ridiculous and was a contributing factor to the black market trade in young, healthy and attractive examples.
The strict law against Omegas owning weapons was partially to protect the Alphas that preyed on them and partially the entirely ineffective effort of legislatures to address the problem of Omega suicides. The Omega life was the dark, ugly underbelly of their corrupted society.
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Their turn finally came and they were escorted back to an examination room. A female nurse entered with them and asked Sam to get Dean ready for the examination. After handing over a paper shirt and a matching sheet she left. Dean stripped completely and climbed on to the examination table with Sam's help. Dean lay on the table while Sam dressed him in the shirt and covered his legs with the sheet. It was chilly in the room and Dean turned his head to the side to see his brother.
"I really hate this." He said. "I'm cold and naked and embarrassed and I don't want that bastard to come in here and poke and prod me. Why are we here again?"
Calmly Sam responded, placing his hand on his brother's pregnant belly. Dean immediately slapped Sam's hand away. "We're here to make sure that everything is OK with you, Dean. Pease try to behave. We don't need any trouble."
"Why can't we see someone else? I really don't trust this guy."
Sam sighed. "Bobby did the best he could for us. He wanted us to go to Dr. Porter but the old man is partially retired. Bobby is leaning on him to see to your delivery personally but right now we're stuck with Dr. Mike."
The door opened and the young doctor stepped in. He didn't even glance at Dean, his eyes were on a patient file and when he did finally look up, he looked at Sam.
"Alright now, Mr. Winchester; let's take a look at how your son is coming along Tell," the doctor looked at the file again, "tell Dean to put his feet in the stirrups and slide toward me."
Sam reached over Dean's body to help him find the stirrups then pushed his heavy body closer to the doctor.
The Doctor flipped a little light on in the middle of a mirror like device on his head and pulled a tray full of instruments closer to him. The next few minutes were full of little noises of approval from the doctor and groaning sounds from Dean. Dean held on to Sam's hand and squeezed every time the doctor made a move that seemed to hurt.
"What are you doing to him?" Sam asked. "Why is he acting like it hurts?"
"It very likely does hurt." Dr. Mike replied. "But I need to get a good look at the cervix to try and see if there is any dilation at all. Has he been complaining of pain? Any indication of contractions? "
"No, nothing like that," Sam replied. "Why don't you ask him?"
Dr. Mike stared at Sam. "I don't speak to the Omegas." He answered. "Most Alphas don't like it and most Omegas can't answer me with the detail that I want."
"Ok, we're done." The doctor said. "Tell him to get dressed and I would like to talk to you in my office. Leave Dean to wait here until I give you a report.
The doctor left the room and Sam helped Dean off the table. "The faster I go see what he wants to say, the faster we can get out of here." Sam said. "Do you agree?"
"Go on, you can tell me about the state of my own body later on." Dean started dressing. "I'll be right here."
Sam followed the doctor down the hall to his office. Dr. Mike held the door for Sam to enter then closed it behind them and went to his desk chair.
"Now Sam, I want to you know that everything is just fine. You son is ready to be born and it's not unusual for an Omega's first child to be a bit late." The doctor leaned back and placing his fingertips together he stared at Sam.
"Good," Sam responded. "Is there anything else?
"Yes, there is. How did you end up married to that Omega?" Dr. Mike went on.
"What?" Sam sat up straight. "What do you mean?"
The doctor started tapping his fingertips together. "You are young, really young. What 17, 18 years old?"
"I'll be 17 in November" Sam answered. "Why?"
"Dean is older than you. I was just wondering how a young guy like you, just starting out in life ended up saddled with an Omega so young."
"I don't think that is really any of your business," Sam responded angrily.
Dr. Mike lifted his head and stared straight into Sam's eyes. "I just wanted to inform you of some choices you might not know about. Your Omega, Dean, he's very good looking and in great shape. He is just about perfect, very desirable and worth a lot of money; a lot of money that maybe a young guy like you could use for your future."
"Didn't you notice that we are married?" Sam said in an icy voice.
The doctor shrugged. "Those tattoos are removed pretty easily. That wouldn't be an impediment to a sale."
Sam stood up and slammed his hands down on the doctor's desk. "What are you suggesting, that I sell Dean?"
"What I am suggesting is that after the baby is born that, yes, you sell Dean. More specifically, you sell Dean to me. He is proven fertile and his vagina is perfectly formed. He is pretty much the ultimate in Omegas and you might as well cash in while he's worth so much. From here on out each pregnancy will decrease his value."
Sam went to leave the office. "I think we are done here and we don't want to see you again. We want Dr. Porter to do the delivery. There shouldn't be a problem with that, right?'
Sam slammed the door behind him and stomped off down the hallway to get Dean out of this office.
Behind the angry Hunter Dr. Roarer considered just how much money was walking out of his exam room. He was used to buying Omegas from the state after they delivered but they were pretty much run-of-the-mills Omegas. This Dean was the top of the line and the doctor could feel the money in his hands. The kid was protective but he was very young.
He thought about his black market buyers. He might be able to get some help in getting Dean away from Sam one way or another.