Summary: Dean Winchester is forced into an arranged marriage to Sam Campbell by his family, two years down the road Dean is still stubborn about not claiming his mate and living completely separate lives as he wants nothing to do with Sam. Right when Sam is finally giving up on him Dean finds himself intrigued for the first time and let's hope he's not too late to grab onto Sam before he bails.

This is my first time writing for Supernatural so go easy on me folks! Love the show and I own nothing of it.

Ohh, this is so Harlequin it makes me want to blush or hide in shame! Also Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics with Alpha Dean and Omega Sam!

NEVER TOO LATE

Chapter - 1

It was amazing how the world could be so unchanged and regular when everything else around you is falling apart, like a plastic duck that rights itself in the water it makes you resentful of the world thought Sam as he stared down at the papers he'd drawn up.

It was an ordinary sunny day in July and he was sat right where he'd been a thousand times ever since his mom got a job as a cook in the Winchester Mansion.

Bobby and his mom were sitting with him one looking at him with outrage and the other in ill-concealed sympathy.

"Guys its fine….really…I'm fine!" Sam said for the benefit of his mother if not for Bobby.

"Damn straight you ought to be Sam! That bastard doesn't deserve you anyway!"

"You don't really believe that…" Sam said and then sighing he drew his fingers through his hair messing it up even more, the only outward sign that he was nervous about this.

"I'm sorry Sammy…" his mother said not quite managing to contain a sniffle as Sam's brow furrowed in worry, the last thing he needed was his mother to be miserable too.

"Mom, it's okay…once we've annulled the marriage I'll finally have a chance to go out and find someone."

His mom's cheeks were wet with tear tracks though as she said "I thought this would be the safest place for you….I never thought he'd be so callous…"

Sam looked down at his hands and mumbled, "It wasn't your fault mom, it was mine….I shouldn't have gone ahead and married him when he clearly said he didn't want to."

"When are you going to serve it to him?" Bobby asked indicating the annulment papers that'd been drawn up from the Common Omega's Court of Manhattan. After two years he was finally giving up and he bit his lip and hoped his soon to be ex-husband and ex-alpha would sign the papers without any fanfare and let him go on his own merry way, not that he was thinking his husband was going to fight this. He was giving Dean Winchester exactly what he wanted all along anyway.

So this was his story, he was Samuel Campbell, twenty three years old, a literature graduate working as a nursery school teacher for close to two months now. His mother was Mary Campbell who worked as a full time cook in the Winchester's manor ever since he was six years old when his father had died because of an accident and his mother had to work and support him all on her own. He presented as an omega when he was fifteen years old and had gone on without a mate until twenty when he'd married Dean Winchester after the Winchester matriarch had forced Dean's hand in the matter stating he'd loose his inheritance and his right to all their shares and the Winchester Corps if he didn't.

Even though he'd been married for two years he was still unclaimed because his husband was a jackass and couldn't stand the sight of him after he'd been all but forced to marry Sam out of necessity.

And at twenty three years after two long years of waiting for his alpha to change his mind and soften at least a little he was finally giving up.

He knew it was a mistake when he accepted the proposal of Diana Winchester even when Dean had pleaded with him to not accept. The fact was Sam had an unbearably humungous crush on Dean ever since he was old enough to realize his ardent admiration of Dean didn't just extend to seeing him as an older, cooler idol but as something else entirely.

When he was very young and his mom brought him to live in the Winchester Manor Sam had been at first intimidated by the older teen but as time passed by Sam found himself hiding in corners to watch Dean Winchester go about his business while he was none the wiser until Dean caught him creeping around when he was ten and told him to stop.

And then as he reached puberty and presented as an omega it was all he could do to not seek out the alpha every time Dean came back home from college, it was a torture to be so close to him, to his presence and yet so far away, so like all teenagers caught in a fit of unrequited longing Sam had pined silently for Dean for all those long years while watching the handsome alpha bringing home girls and sometimes omega boys and spending long hours locked up in his room while Sam got depressed each and every single time.

He'd consoled himself that this fixation on Dean would go away given time, after all it was just a fantasy because Dean Winchester was so totally out of his league he couldn't climb up his status if he owned a fire engine crane. He was the sole heir to the Winchesters who were British nobility having settled in America after establishing their business in New York State in the nineteenth century, they maintained residences in at least six other places in the world and owned more money than Sam could put a figure on. Not to mention Dean was also on top of being very very rich gifted with the handsomeness of the devil which made him a target for one too many rich omega daughters' moms trying to get their girls mated with him. He was described in the richer circles as the White Whale, both handsome and rich which was a very rare find.

Sam could still remember the first time he'd seen Dean after presenting as an omega, he was fifteen and had just been coming down from his first heat cycle that had hit him unexpectedly with full throttle a week before and he'd been burning up with animalistic need for three days before he was left exhausted and sluggish and his mother had started him on suppressants and scent blockers as soon as it was over. He was also under house arrest for a week because his mother wanted to give him time to adapt to his new omega status

When she'd heard that Dean was going to be home she'd just covered him up with a ton of scent blockers and told him to stay put in his room while Sam scowled and wanted to rub the stench of the artificial beta hormones off of him and see how Dean would react to his true scent, his omega scent.

However, Mary kept a close eye on him and washed all of his clothes with scent blockers in addition to the one's she'd been spritzing on him daily and one day just by accident Dean walked into the kitchen for something or the other when Sam was sitting with his mother and unlike Sam, Dean wasn't covered in any artificial scent cancellers so the thick stench of alpha pheromones hit Sam for the first time ever since he'd presented as an omega and Sam groaned involuntarily his face twisting in an expression of agony as the alpha's scent overpowered his nostrils making him want to arch his neck in pliant submission even when the alpha in question was not seeking him out to do so in any way.

He had this primeval urge to present to his alpha as his mind dubbed it and he was this short of losing it totally in front of Dean who'd finally turned around to look at him when his mother intervened pulling him bodily out of the room and locking Sam up for good this time.

After that episode his mother had lectured him about what could and would happen to him if he let himself be claimed by Dean, mainly that he would be tossed aside like the many many omegas Dean had already tossed aside after having his fun with them. His mother was scared for him because even back then Dean was known to be a notorious playboy whom omegas, betas or even alphas couldn't help but flock to because he was just so compelling with his boyish good looks and lethal charm.

So he'd sucked it up, told himself he deserved better and stuck to working hard in class and finally going out to college hoping for the first time that he'd get over Dean once and for all.

But three years later he was still no closer to getting over Dean as every other alpha or beta he met seemed to be the wrong person for him until he came back home full circle and Dean Winchester fell into his lap literally.

Arranged marriage was an archaic tradition that was almost forgotten in this century but Diana Winchester was adamant that she choose the bride for her son and her bride of choice just so happened to be Sam. She'd already spoken to his mother and Dean and when he was finally back home from college he was greeted at the front door by Dean himself and Sam's was shocked and surprised to find Dean even knew his name before trepidation filled him at what could be so wrong that Dean Winchester was escorting him into his own manor, usually Sam went in through the back doors of the kitchen to see his mother first.

When he was finally seated with both the Winchester patriarch and matriarch and Dean himself and his mother, Sam looked around clueless before Diana spoke and asked him if he'd do them the honor of being their son's mate and to say Sam was astonished would be the understatement of the century.

Sam's eyes roved over to Dean instinctually unable to believe this was really happening and it was all just a fantasy cooked up by his fevered brain when he saw how Dean had his jaw clenched and looked ready to rip someone's head off, the room was pungent with angry alpha scent and Sam prevented himself from whimpering by closing his eyes tight and not letting his biology do the speaking for him.

When they'd had a moment alone Dean had asked Sam to not accept, say that he was in love with someone else, say that he was already mated, say that he simply didn't want to be Dean's mate but when the time came Sam hadn't been able to give the right answer as he should have because his heart still beat out of his chest a mile per minute when he was around Dean and if this was the only way he could have him then Sam couldn't say no.

Marry in haste and repent in leisure, Sam should've known it was a stupid choice. He should've said no. Instead he's said yes and they'd gotten married Dean seething in resentment and anger the entire time and then when all was said and done Dean had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with Sam at all, his parents may have forced his hand and made him marry Sam but they would never be able to question him if he didn't mate Sam.

So now after two years of blatant ignorance on part of Dean, Sam's heart had finally been shattered enough as Dean kept on with his libertine lifestyle flashing it in Sam's face every time.

When Sam had made the mistake of asking him why, why he wasn't even trying with Sam Dean had replied with just this, "You're not worthy…you just married me for my money and all this when I asked you not to. You're no better than any gold digging scumbag I've seen trying to trap a rich man…you disgust me Sam."

Sam looked at the annulment papers with a strange sense of detachment, for all that he'd been so obsessed with Dean all this time letting him go finally seemed somehow freeing and he had a small smile etched on his face as he took the papers in his hands and said "Wish me luck!" to his mom and Bobby and turned around before he could catch either of their expressions.