A/N: Happy fourth of July everyone! I wasn't expecting how many people actually would like the first chapter. I'm hoping the rest of the story holds up to your expectations! My fiancee brought this up since he was confused on the ages, Dean is still a teen for this first few chapters (14/15-17) while Castiel is in his older teens to young adult (17/18-20). Sam is supposed to be 5/6 years younger than Dean.

This entire story is does not have a beta reader so yeah...all the mistakes are my own.

Chapter Warnings – Language

Dean stepped outside the house for the first time since his heat had started. It had ended the week before but his uncle didn't want him to go out just yet. He hadn't felt that way in his entire life, he really hoped he didn't feel that way again for a long time. Bobby had told him that it wouldn't be as severe in the future since it was his first one, but he wasn't so sure. He was angry at the prince for starting it, despite the thoughts about him that had crossed his mind while he was suffering from his heat.

It had been such a strange occurrence, he hadn't even touched himself before the heat. Dean blushed thinking about it and decided it was best to just move on. He grabbed the rope, hoping to take one of the old horses out for a walk so he could stretch his legs. The thin layer of snow crunched under his feet, he was disappointed that he had missed the first snowfall of the season while he was busy fantasizing about dark haired princes. He led one of the old horses out from the barn, the golden mare nibbling at Dean's hair.

"Come one Yellow. You have to get out and stretch those legs." He whispered patting her neck. He sighed and looked out past the fields, waiting to see any sign of a horse rider coming by. "I'm a wreck Yellow...you should of seen him though. And how he smelled..." Dean leaned against the horse, he mentally kicked himself because he promised himself he wouldn't think about Castiel. He pulled Yellow behind him and led her out to the fields.

After he was done he went back inside, the smell of a cooking stew greeted him. He saw Sam watching over the fire being sure to stay away from it while Bobby was chopping carrots to put into it. They had to conserve their meat, they had to sell most of it after the land taxes were suddenly increased. He wasn't sure he wanted to go hungry this winter again, especially if he had another heat. He needed food and water while he was in his heat, but he didn't want to take food from his uncle or brother.

"Bobby? I was wondering, I'm old enough to get a job. Maybe work at a shop in the city?" Dean suggested, his uncle nearly dropping the knife. "Please. I can send money back home for you."

"We talked about this. You are not going to the city, especially now you have started your heat. There are alphas out there who will use you and won't take no for an answer." Bobby said throwing the cut up vegetable into the stew.

"Bobby I can do it. There is special housing for omegas now." Dean tried to explain.

"Yeah, they are called whorehouse boy." Bobby grumbled and Dean sighed looking down defeated. He just wanted to help...he also secretly knew that being closer to the city meant more chances of seeing the royal family, including the princes.

The entire dinner passed in silence, Dean poking at his food. Bobby sighed and set his cup down. "Listen. I know an old alpha in the city. She runs a bar with her omega daughter, maybe I can see if you can work there." He said, Dean's face lighting up.

"Thank you!" He said jumping up and hugging Bobby, the older man just shoving him off, but Dean could see the smile on his face. "Maybe one day I will work in the palace?" Dean asked and Bobby shrugged.

"Maybe."

The next morning Dean and Sam rode with their uncle in the old wagon into the city. Dean had packed the few items he did own, a few pairs of pants and shirts were all he owned. Sam clung to his older brother the entire ride, refusing to let him go when they finally came into the city late that evening.

"Do you have to go?" Sam asked as Dean got out and grabbed his things.

"We talked about this Sammy. You are big enough to take on my chores and I can send some money home to you so you and Uncle Bobby don't go hungry. Do you want to go hungry again this year?" Dean asked, Sam shook his head. Dean gave his younger brother a hug and then Bobby before going over to greet Ellen and her daughter, Jo.

The next few weeks past by quickly. Ellen was nice, she acted like a mother that Dean never had. He even got along with Jo and they would spend their free time watching the knights returning from patrols and talk about how they would be taken away by a caring alpha. Dean never brought up Castiel, although Jo had mentioned the name once saying Dean had spoken it in his sleep. Dean could only blush and say he didn't know what she was talking about. On the days that the bar was closed all three would go out to the bazaar, they couldn't afford to buy anything but it was fun to pretend they were rich enough for the gems and rich clothing.

Dean was working at the front bar, washing down the wood as men seemed to enjoy spilling their ale on it. He sighed when he felt another hand grab at his ass and he simply ignored it. He was tired of the constant harassment that he was given but he earned a good amount of money that he could send back to Bobby and Sam. He also wrote them a letter each week.

He felt another hand grab him and he finally lost it, he turned and grabbed the hand and twisting it back. The man yelled out and Ellen quickly came over from serving another customer.

"What's wrong with you?! You little whore!" The man yelled standing up. He was tall, and Dean knew he had made a mistake. The taller man was about to grab Dean but Ellen got in the way pushing the other man away.

"You out." She said to the man then turned to Dean. "You take a break." Dean shook his head and grabbed the rag.

"I'm fine..." He growled and went back to work, Ellen watching him carefully.

Dean loved Ellen and Jo, but he wasn't sure this was what he wanted. He was tired of being treated like a toy to the alphas...he wanted to be treated like an equal.