John Winchester stared at the village wise woman in shock.
"No" he said shaking his head at her "That can't be right. You have to check again. There's no way Dean could be ... one of those." It wasn't true; it couldn't be true. John Winchester's oldest son could not be an..."He's an Omega John, whether you want him to be or not." Missouri said. "It's rare for a male to present that way true, but it certainly is possible."
John sat back in his chair heavily. He didn't understand how this could have happened. Hadn't his family endured enough? They'd lost Mary a year ago, and thought John had wanted to fall apart he hadn't. Sam was still a baby and Dean was only four years old, so he'd dealt with his own pain and took care of his sons instead of disappearing into a bottle. Now after dealing with all that life had decided to throw this at them.
This was bad, this was very, very bad. Omega girls were cherished and courted by the sons of noblemen because they were certain to bear children. Omega males were treated like freaks of nature, and usually kidnapped and forced to work in brothels because those same noblemen would pay handsomely to experience something so rare. John shuddered and felt a moment of panic at the noble family that owned this county. What if one of Lord Azazel's spawn heard about Dean?
He lurched out of his chair suddenly. "Missouri, we have to leave before anyone hears about this. I have to get Dean away from here. Oh my God, if they find out..." he trailed off, not able to speak his fears aloud.
"John." Missouri said sharply. "It's the same for omega boys everywhere. Just leaving this county will not help. You can't keep him away from other people completely so you are going to have to hide him in plain sight."
John blinked at her, confusion evident in his face. "What do you mean?"
"Everyone in this village knows Dean is a boy and pretty soon they're all going to be able to tell that he's an omega, you will never be able to hide that. He can however, be hidden and protected in another way. Come into the back with me so I can show you what I mean."
John followed her into the back room and frowned when she opened a trunk of old clothes.
"I have been meaning to sell these old clothes, but I never got around to it. These belonged to my Sarah. I want you to take them all John. Then, I want you to take your two boys and leave this village as soon as you can get everything else packed up."
It took a moment for John to figure out what Missouri was implying, and when he finally understood he wanted to refuse her idea. He couldn't though; hiding Dean in this manner might mean John had to dissuade possible suitors, but it would keep Dean out slavery. He scooped up all the clothes and shoved them into the bag Missouri provided.
"Thank you for helping us this way. I know it pains you to part with her things like this." He wrapped her in a quick hug before hurrying to the door.
"You take care of that ... girl … of yours John Winchester. Keep her and her brother safe."
John nodded before leaving the healers house and hurrying home.