Chapter 1

Way back when, back when people were being accused of witchcraft and hung, there was a small town by the name of Winchester which became a safe haven for those who were different from the puritans. People who wanted to live a little without the fear of god coming down on them and people who wanted to raise their children in a less religious environment. The founder, John Winchester, wasn't a gambler or a corrupt person but a family man who wanted his only child, Sam, to have more rights and freedoms than were given to omegas at that time. While there were many whorehouses and less than honorable taverns in the town of Winchester, you'd never find any member of the Winchester family in any of those non-respectable places. The only reason John allowed these immoral people with their wicked way in his town was because he knew that if he truly wanted Samuel to be able to inherit everything and live a happy life he needed to welcome the sinful and the damned with open arms. If only he really knew what he was truly welcoming?

With all the lustful and corrupt actions going on in that town day by day, it's not surprising that some have made deals with a demon there. What is surprising is that the demon, who went by the name Crowley, they made the deals with was in the better part of the town; the part where the Winchesters lived with all their rich and righteous friends. Crowley looked very much like any human in their 50s would and dressed in a black satin gown with a high neckline and loose but long sleeves. Instead of making deals with people he stood outside a shop looking at the items on display in the window. He almost didn't sense his son, Dean, who was only a half demon join him.

"What are you doing here?" Dean asked looking between his mother and the window for some kind of answer.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Crowley mockingly replied.

Dean looked around at all the merry people going on their merry way in their beautiful gowns. "It looks like you're in the wrong side of town wasting time."

"I'm looking for a gift for your father." Points to the golden pocket watch with a beautiful design of Adam and Eve on the cover. "I thought he may like this."

"You've already given him a hundred like that one. Can't you find him something else?"

Crowley signed and turned away from the window, "Which sadly becomes a problem when you've been married to someone for more than 200 years. I've already given him everything: pocket watches, books, clothes, horses, children, a castle…oh and the best years of my demon life."

Dean chuckled and cockily suggested, "Have you tried flowers?"

Crowley rolled his eyes at his son, "Why are bothering me?"

"What? Can't I send time with my loving mother?"

"You don't even like working with me. What do you want?" Crowley asked again.

"We may have a deal, he's waiting for you at the usual tavern." Dean informed him.

"Well why didn't you say so?" Crowley starts walking toward their part of town with Dean beside him. As they walked through the better made streets 2 omegas came out of one of the larger dressmaking shops. They weren't paying attention and one of them ended up running into Dean. The omega was taller than most omegas and more beautiful than others. He had longest brown hair with eyes to match. His friend giggled as he blushed and quickly apologized before taking off. Dean watched as the 2 omegas went into another shop.

"No respect," Crowley shook his head at the omegas.

"They're just having a good time, you can't tell me you never acted like that," Dean distantly replied.

"No, back in my day we respected our alphas and elderly omegas with respect."

Dean turned to his mother," Didn't you once tell me that you hated things back in your day?"

"Yes but we had respect, no matter how bad it was?"

"The omega did apologize," Dean offered.

"You call that an apology?" Crowley retorted righteously in a way only elder people can do, "Back when I was young if an omega needed to apologize to an alpha we got on our knee and begged forgiveness."

Dean pretended to think about what his mother said and gave Crowley his smartass smirk," You're right mother!"

"I am?" Crowley asked taking a step back and looking in disbelief at his son.

"Yeah, I should go right up to that innocent little omega and tell him to kiss my feet."

"Dean!" Crowley looked around to make sure no one heard his son say that.

"I mean I'm an alpha!" Dean said a little yeller." He's just a lowly omega, he should respect me."

Crowley grabbed his son's arm and growled in his ear. "Dean! Stop before someone hears you!"

"No he needs to learn his place, which is under me!"

People turn towards them and gave them dirty looks. Dean started laughing. Crowley slapped him upside the head," Do you realize how much you embarrassed me?"

Dean grinned at his mother while he rubbed his head," You should be used to it by now."

"Do you even realize how much trouble you could have been in or who you were talking about?" Crowley snarled at him.

Dean shook his head, "A good-looking omega?"

"Samuel Winchester, John Winchester's son."

"Really?" Dean asked with more interest.

"Yes, if you know what's good for you you'll stay away from him," Crowley warned his son.

"Or what?"

"That's up for Daddy Winchester to decide."

That night when Crowley returned home his mate, their son stayed back in the town of Winchester. He went deep into the dark woods besides the town where no one else dared to go after dark and started to build.