Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters.

Warning: Wincest but as Demons and no longer related, some PWP at times, Don't like please don't read. It gets really smutty so if this bothers you, please don't read it. I don't mean to offend anyone.

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Chapter Title: Surprising Old Friends

Plot: Sam and Dean are lovers with Bobby now but still cold for the most part. Unfortunately, Victor calls for help and Bobby decides they should go help him. Will the boys know him?

Or will Victor see them as enemies now?

Reminder: (In this one, Sam and them were able to rig up a remote control explosion that killed the Hellhounds and Everyone got out the back of the building in time. Ash and the Harvelles are alive in this one, they all live at Bobby's, which the boys end up doing at the end of this chapter as well. Jo hunts with Rufus, who Bobby did not kill in the place, stabbed him but didn't kill him, hurt like a bitch though. The boys hunt together, among other things. Castiel is in this one and it is based in season 6. Castiel does not open Purgatory in this one but they still have to deal with Raphael, so that will be done sometime in this storyline, too. Oh, Gabriel and Balthazar are alive but in Heaven in this storyline, Cas will not become the new God, No Leviathans, Bobby doesn't die in this. The boys ran back into the Police Station and grabbed Henriksen and Nancy after stopping them from going out to see Lilith, saving them in the process, so they will be in this one, too. Just haven't wrote about them yet, but I will. Harvelle's Roadhouse is rebuilt and Ellen runs it with Ash again. They didn't kill Lilith, Cas did but away from the seal and when it wouldn't open it if she died, so no Lilith in this storyline.)

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They had been on the road for several weeks when they got the call. Victor was panicked.

"I called your house first but I got no answer, so I tried your cell. Man, I'm over my head here! Please, come help." Vic asked, hiding in a corner and trying to be inconspicuous. "Please, this is not a trap; I really need your kind of help."

"What kind of help? You're still a fed right?" Bobby asked as he moved away from the Pinfores who watched him wondering who he was talking to and then kissing along each side of his neck, smiling naughtily and he moaned.

"Fucking demons! They swarmed us! I got the salt done but…Boone he ran and they got him and I'm hiding from them now. They are hunting me and I have no one else I can trust here; don't know who is a demon or who isn't now. Please, Bobby!" Victor saw a bum approaching and ducked into the corner deeper, eyes on the salt around him. 'Please hold?' Was his silent prayer now. "They got my car staked out and…fuck, so scared…"

"Where are you, Vic?" Bobby asked and sighed as he motioned for Dean to stop for a minute. "Its Victor. He's being hunted by demons, trapped somewhere. We have to help."

"Victor." Dean thought back and remembered him. Black FBI guy, they'd saved him and a girl before…nice guy, very hunter like. A friend then. No feelings for him now. Not sure how to deal with it, lust flaring driving his thoughts to drift again. His addictions kicking in and he needed his body and blood right now. "Remember him but no real feelings there. You want us to help him then we will, baby. You know how it is; you say what we should do and we'll do it." Dean said gently and nuzzled his neck again. "I want you, Bobby…"

"We'll be there soon. Where are you?" Bobby asked and wrote it down. "Intersection or store you're near, anything?" He moaned softly again as Dean kissed down his body. Clearly he was very horny now.

"Smith and Wilcox, beside a Tyler's Electronics Store. The town in Wilmont, Nevada." Victor said and whimpered, "Fucking ankle might be twisted, too."

"Stay where you are. We're not far. A couple hours at most, promise. Hide between dumpsters or something, stay surrounded by salt. Don't worry, we're coming." Bobby said panicked and hung up. Vic eyed the place around him and did as he was told, dug in between the dumpster and laid salt around him. And prayed the demons didn't find him first.

"Fuck me hard then, baby. We have to go, Vic's in trouble. We're going to help him." Bobby insisted, climbing up the bed and spreading for him.

"Yes, Bobby." Dean obediently said and then thrust in and kissed him, then did as asked, taking him hard for nearly an hour until they came together and cried out their pleasure as it filled them as they worked through their orgasms that they kept having. Then they showered and left; after he fed blood from Sam and they fed blood from him for a few minutes. They took turns sucking Sam off in the shower, since they didn't have time to make love to him properly the way he liked them to, and were soon on their way.

"So, you want us to be normal around him?" Dean asked as he floored the gas pedal and drove as fast as he could to save Victor; Bobby had said they needed to hurry and he was always knew what they should do, so he did this for him now. Bobby nodded in approval of his actions; they may not feel much but...when he spoke, they obeyed instantly, instinctively trusting him to know what they were supposed to feel and do even when they were unsure of it themselves. Bobby was their guide now; he made them feel when ordinarily they didn't fee l much beyond lust, love, and addiction to each other.

Bobby had said he'd tell them right and wrong; he'd lead them and when he was around. They were able to feel sparks of feelings about others if therey had those feelings to begin with toward those people. Then they could fan them and begin to create those feelings in themselves again.

"He is our friend and, regardless of how much emotion you lost, you need to try to remember your friendship with him; what if felt like and act accordingly." Bobby advised. They nodded that they would try.

Once they hit town, they parked by the alley, and saw the men around his car; their eyes were black. "We got these, you get Vic." Sam said softly, smiling as he and Dean approached them. Looking so human but the demons appeared to know better. They lunged at the Pinfores, who easily burnt them up with power at their touches. Cas went with Bobby to help if he was needed.

Vic pulled the gun on them now, hand steady and eyes hard. "Fuckers!" He growled. Bastards may get him but he damn sure was going to take some of them with him; 'blessed and salted bullets, soaked in holy water; choke on this, and die!' He thought as the men approached him.

"It's us, Vic! Bobby, you called me, remember?" Bobby said gently reaching for the gun and Vic let him lower it. He was battered but alive, covered in salt as well, a thick layer of it all over his skin and clothes. He must have poured it on himself, too. Good idea, Demons can't cross salt so that meant they couldn't touch him either. Victor let them help him stand and they went out to meet the boys. Who were currently looking at Victor with both detachment and curiosity.

"What's wrong with them?" Vic said, and backed up fearfully. Eyes never leaving them even as Bobby held him in place.

"We're different." Bobby said hesitantly, "I can explain. Is there someplace private we can talk?" He motioned to the street, "I'll get us a room."

Vic just nodded but stayed with Bobby, not going anywhere near the boys; eyes weary as they stood nearby. Those two were so…something was off about them!

They drove in Vic's car as the boys and Cas followed in the Impala, taking a room and letting them settle in. Then he explained it to man and they transformed to show him their true forms now.

"So Hell, their trips there? It did this to them?" Victor said softly.

"Yes, took away most of their emotions and made them part demonic and part Angelic. Pinfores, good demons that help Angels. They are addicted to sex and each other's blood. Mine now, too, I suppose. We fuck often but…we're still us. Me, I'm the same, sort of. I feel like I used to as a human. They just need me to stay human; to feel and not become anymore demonic than they already are. I am…necessary to that, trust me." Bobby said sadly, "I have to tell them what is wrong and right, they don't really care anymore otherwise; they don't have any real concepts of good and evil when they're not around me. They can feel things but…they sometimes need to relearn how to feel them." He sighed now, "Let us help you and we'll leave you. You said they took Boone, that your partner?" He asked worried.

"Yeah, look, um, can I talk to them? I want to talk to them." Vic said and Bobby nodded, going in and paying for the room. Once they were inside it, he turned to them and sighed, "I can't understand how much you lost but…you saved me and I owe you my life. So I owe you a chance here. It scares me how cold you are but I'm willing to try to make friends with you again; to help you feel that again for me. I owe us that much." He shrugged, holding out a hand, "You want to try it?"

Dean and Sam shook his hand, smiling and nodding. "We are willing to try." Dean said in a calm voice, not much emotion to it. Eyes on Bobby who nodded approvingly and they smiled wider now; relieved they had done it right. Bobby knew how they needed to act here and they let him dictate it even now. Vic's eyes did not miss the exchange and he sighed. Bobby was right; they needed him to be human. Heaven forbid anything would happen to him, they were become colder and more emotionless; true demons by nature then. Just what the demons wanted to them to do, if what Bobby said was true.

"We need a demon." Sam said and looked coolly at the map. Eyes glowing he passed a hand over it and smiled. "There." He said as a spot burned into the map. "It is nearby."

"Go get it and bring it here." Bobby ordered and they popped out. "Help me get this trap set up, Vic. They'll be back any second now." Victor rushed to do it.

"So they are…" Vic began.

"Colder, less emotional, and demonic in their own way. Faster, quicker, and more efficient hunters? Yes." Bobby said as they finished it. "Think Sam when he was soulless."

"Oh, like that." Victor said and cringed. He'd only met the man twice then but, he'd scared him shitless with those cold eyes and rather cruel indifference when he'd slaughtered the nest with him that he'd found on a case he had been working for the FBI while in New York. They weren't quite as cold as he had been then; but they were damn close though.

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They popped back soon, and dropped the demon in the trap without a glance. They knelt by him now, hands caressing his face and torso. They'd stripped him naked, too. Victor noticed nervously.

"Where is the nest? Where is the man you took?" Bobby demanded and the demon's black eyes showed, and it growled at him.

"You have a choice here." Dean said caressing the demon's face again. "You can tell them what they want to know or…we rape you and make you our demon whore, like the others. You have heard of the Fitzpatricks, right? That's us. We turn you out and make you our whores and informants. Now choose, we exorcise you and you go back to Hell by telling them what they want to know or you be stubborn then we break you and turn you into our whore." He worked his hand lower and the demon hissed in terror.

The demon talked soon after that and they went to sit on their bed as they let Vic and Bobby deal with him now. They had done their part and now they didn't care about the rest of it. That was Bobby's job now. He pointed them at it and they went after it. They didn't mind, as long as he was with them. They loved him and him alone. Sparks inside them flared as they looked at Victor now. They felt the barest of echoed emotion. Barely there but…they touched it. Friendship, trust. They had trusted him in the past, felt affection for him as a close friend. "We can try it, right, baby? Try to build on this, this old feeling? I know it's barely there but…we can be his friends again, yeah?" Sam asked thinking.

"Yes, we should do that." Dean agreed. "He's a good man. He will be a good ally if we did recruit him."

"That demon would have made a good whore." Sam said with regret and got hard at the thought. "I want to fuck a demon soon, baby. Need to take that demon ass and ride it hard, make it hurt then make it ours again…Fuck I need this!"

"We'll find another." Dean promised, getting hard as well. Then tugged Sam up the bed, pulling his clothes off as they kissed now. The others ignored them and exorcised the demon then helped the man out to the car; driving him to a diner a few miles away and leaving him there. Bobby went in to join the others and Victor went to eat at the restaurant in the motel lobby. Vic smiled as he heard a moan as the door slid shut. Ah, it was just sex and he could handle that. He'd look himself up a guy later. Okay, he was gay but no one knew it. 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell' didn't just exist in the military, it was alive and well in the FBI, too.

Fuck, he was horny but he needed to save Boone first. Wife, two kids, picket fence, perfect life. That was what Boone had and damn he wanted to get him back to it. Vic, he just wanted a good man that didn't mind the long work hours and even longer absences from home. His last lover had left him because of that. He'd been alone since then. Thomas was a great guy but…not a true love kind of guy either. Or maybe Vic wasn't; there was no telling. There hadn't been love between them, just a bond they had wanted to see if they could make it stronger; obviously they couldn't.

He wasn't a one night stand kind of guy nor was he looking for a relationship right now. He didn't really…maybe they'd…he let his mind wander back to the sex they were having right now…maybe they'd let him…damn, he had to try! So he headed back in and stood there watching as they moved together; wishing he could join them.

"Would you like to join us?" Dean offered and sat up, making room for him.

"I'm not looking for anything serious here…not a one night stand guy either. I just…" Vic said approaching them without meaning to and removed his shirt slowly, biting a lip.

"We aren't either, not with you but…we're up for casual sex…if that's what you want." Dean said and smiled.

"Okay." Vic said locking the door now and going back by the bed, undressed completely now. He crawled up the bed and leaned into Dean and asked, "You sure it's okay?"

"Sure." Sam said. "Him then me." He purred into Vic's ear. A hand brushed his thigh and he looked down to see Bobby smiling up at him. "I'm next. We take you then…." His hand cupped Vic's balls and rolled them in an instant. "Then you can take us. No commitments, no pressure, and no strings…just great sex, baby."

"Mmmm." Vic moaned and lay down now as they sucked him and touched him in ways he hadn't been touched in so damn long! Had needed to be touched and taken, even if not loved or wanted forever. He wasn't that guy; he didn't get what Boone did. Death and supernatural shit followed him around; had since he had escaped that police station. Thomas had got out before Evil noticed him. He felt it everywhere and knew it was not paranoia; it was there and it was waiting to kill him. He just didn't want to drag anyone else down with him; no matter how much he wanted to be loved and kept, owned and cared for. He didn't dare reach for it or hope to ever have it for himself. Evil would just kill them on him. He wouldn't risk that pain. Not for love, and not for anything. Better this casual thing than the real thing that twisted him around and killed him inside when they died on him.

They read his mind and saw his turmoil there. Compassion touched their hearts and they nodded. A touch of compassion, not the full thing, but it was enough. They had each other but…he had no one. Just them apparently.

Only Mates had each other. So he must be Mate.

Or he would be once they got him past that little phobia of his!

For now, they'd do casual and give him time. Then claim him later when he was ready. Bobby read their thoughts and, after several telepathic conversations later, they had agreed to claim him later. The man's head fell back in a heady moan as they smiled and sucked him and fingers worked him open, taking Vic until he forgot to breathe or seemed to.

Then Dean took Vic and spun him hard in pleasure, as he cried out for more and soft whimpers filled the room as his orgasms sped through him. Dean jerked him hard as he impaled him and they came with shouts and Vic had to fight to catch his breath. Dean kissed him lovingly and reached for the lube to give it to Sam. Who did it to him as well and they came also. Then, as he continued to spin deeper and deeper into their pleasure together, Bobby took him as well and they fell together into each other as they fucked hard and came often again.

Then he rested and took them each in turns. They pleasured each other as he took them and they fell into him and all that he was willing to give them, over and over.

Their sex and cries echoed through the room and they soon fell spent to the bed hours later.

"I needed that!" Victor sighed happily as he drifted off to sleep, as they scryed for the nest. They had a general area but not an exact position; this would help them find them all. Victor rolled over in his sleep and they admired the view at times. He was very fit and they would enjoy seducing him further. For now, he could sleep.

Sam eyed his beer, a dark red brew. Red enough to hide a taste, to tie him to them and maybe start the transformation into what they were and to being their Mate later… He and Dean snuck over and Sam cut his finger with a claw, dripping some blood in and shaking it up. Then returned to help with the scrying. "Not enough to turn him, but enough to addict him to us. To begin transforming him into a Pinfore like us and to increase his desires until he eventually is driven by his own heart to love us enough to want to be ours and love us, too. "Not friend to us, but…lover and Mate now. He just doesn't know it yet." Sam said happily and Bobby sighed, seeing they weren't changing their minds here. Besides they weren't wrong, Victor was alone and would never take a lover because of the fear of losing them or them dying on him. They were willing to have him in their lives, even if it wasn't strictly as a friend anymore. At least he was accepted by them and they were trying to feel more for him instead of totally disregarding him as not worth it, as they usually did with others they hunted or the demons they used.

Victor would be loved like he was; he would make them feel when he was around, like Bobby did for them. He would be necessary now. So a little blood now and then fed to him without his knowledge was worth the reward of him being theirs. He was adored by them now, like Bobby. Love would come later, for all of them. For now, he was theirs this way.

Casual sex, but not so casual. Issues would be overcame eventually. He would be with them now. The Pinfores would make sure of it. Cas looked displeased with their strategy but wisely said nothing, knowing they wouldn't listen anyway. Victor would be safer with them and tied to them this way; they were sure of it. They couldn't bear harm to come to him now. They would kill any who dared to hurt the man ever again now! He was theirs! They would keep him safe.

Cas sighed as he watched this and shrugged. Knowing this must be part of the plan or God would have told him to stop them. So he let them do their thing now. He let Vic sit up and drink his beer now, sensing the blood joining with the man's cells. He sat there trembling as it seized him for a second, putting him in a sort of high state and they pulled him beneath them then fucked him through it to help it sink in better, claiming him properly then acting like they had just wanted to have sex with him on the spur of the moment.

And as he came, Victor didn't feel the blood become a part of him and begin to change him. To turn him to the Pinfores more as their lover and mate. But it still did. Very slowly, of course.

Just the way they wanted it to.

Giving him time to fall in love with them first. Giving them time to fall more in love with him.

Love. Another emotion they hadn't felt since…Bobby and each other. A strong attachment to both men now. Victor was theirs, he just didn't know it yet. Obsession. Possessiveness.

They were satisfied with that. For now.

They'd pursue him harder later once they increased the dose of Pinfore blood enough to weaken that resistance he had to relationships and was willing to want more of a relationship with them. Then he'd be turned fully and fucked like Bobby and Dean had been, and become like them, full Pinfore and powerful, immortal and beloved mate to them all. They just wanted him willing as possible before they did that. They wanted to offer him immortality with them and wanted him to want their blood to change him to be like them now. He would want it someday; they would make sure of it.

He'd earned that much for being their good friend before this all happened and changed them.

"We found them. The demon talked but I didn't think he told the whole truth." Bobby said as they packed the duffel and Victor ran his gear out to his SUV.

"What about Boone?" Vic said as he shuffled back in, worried. "He's got a family waiting out there for him! I have to try to get him back to them; hopefully in one damn piece."

"The guy said he wasn't turned or dead so that's a plus. They are using him as bait for us. They think we are just hunters, no need to discourage that notion yet." Bobby agreed, "We'll do our best to save him. We can still do that much!" He nodded at the boys, Sam went with Vic this time and Dean went with Bobby and Cas.

Vic just prayed they got there in time to find Boone alive.

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The two men strolled in, and didn't seem bothered by them at all.

Their eyes swept the room with arrogant smirks but their eyes were cold and calculating, taking in every detail. The demons went to pounce to only found themselves holding onto nothing as the men seemed to just vanish and appear somewhere else, studying the room and them again with empty eyes. No weapons visible or no sign of a hunter's usual fighting tenseness. They weren't fighting; they were surveilling them.

"Where is the man, Boone?" Dean demanded and they popped away again as the demons failed to capture them…again. They were tiring of this game but…if Bobby said they were supposed to this, they would do as he said. They didn't care either way. Nor did they care for the man they were saving. They were doing it for him because he wanted them to do it. So they would trust him in this matter. And obey.

They began taking them out one and two at a time then when they were down to one they tortured him quickly and he told them where the man was. Bobby ran in and joined them with Vic at his heels. "We got the ones outside; they had some out guarding the perimeter so we took them out. Where is he?" Vic asked eyes searching the room.

"Upstairs, in a cage." Dean said and watched them go up.

"Keep watch." Bobby said and they nodded, watching for others who would ambush them again but not sensing anymore demons near them anymore.

Bobby and Vic approached the cage running. Boone was there, chained to the ceiling and unconscious.

They'd beaten him pretty good first though. They looked at Cas now and he popped the cage open with power then unhooked the man. He healed him up as best he could. Man would be still be a walking bruise though.

"I'll take him back to the room, you mind wipe him and let me imprint the memory for you. " Vic suggested and they agreed. Then they drove back to the room and laid the man down; long enough for them to bandage his wounds. Then they kissed Victor goodbye and waved him away. He had promised to call them when it was all clear for them. They left right after and headed out to gas up. And look for a hunt.

Missing him already, their reluctant mate.

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A couple weeks later, they got the call.

"It's fixed. He resigned after we got back, he's going semi-retired and working from home on computer stuff for them." Victor told Bobby. "That's not all."

"What else?" Bobby had to ask. Not that this surprised him really. They had fucked him over with the blood and the claiming they had done after he'd drank it. It was just enough to make them own him but not enough to change him…yet.

"I am resigning, too. I already turned it in. Got my 401K transferred and my insurance is almost transferred to me now; not through the company anymore. I got a small pension for being with the bureau for so long, twenty years, and some money in a bank account; if you all need it. I want to learn to hunt better now, and want you to teach me; all of you. I'm selling my loft here in DC at the moment." Victor admitted softly, "I miss them and you. I crave your touch and kisses. You all are always in my thoughts. I dream of you and then find you not there when I wake up; and I can't take it anymore!" He sighed. "I will be joining you soon; by Saturday probably. Where will you be?"

Bobby looked at the others as they worked on the car from the doorway of the motel room. There was the Rugaru in Milwaukee and then the Wraith in Georgetown. Two days at most, maybe three until Vic got to them from DC…"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning at first light." Vic said and waited. Eager to see them again for some reason. His body aching for their touch upon it. He didn't understand how he had gotten so attached so fast…it was weird really but he couldn't fight it. Well, he was going to, but not with his body; it was already theirs. The rest of him however was terrified by this latest development. This obsession he'd quickly developed, the devouring need and addiction…to something about them. He wanted to run the other way but only found himself running faster toward them…like he was being drawn there by some invisible cord reeling him in. He would keep it casual, he'd find a way. But still felt an overwhelming need to leave to be with them sooner. One he ignored as best he could.

"We'll be in Milwaukee, first motel in the phone book. Call when you get there and we'll tell you the room number." Bobby said and smiled as the husbands headed into the car for Impala sex. Wishing he could join them…

"Okay, I'll look for you then." Vic smiled and felt relief flood him. He'd see them soon, and somehow that made his world seem less overwhelming now. He liked them. Okay, he'd admit that. He desired them. That worked, too. But that's all he would admit to. Even if his soul argued with him, and his heart raced at the thought of them. He ignored that part.

Then left the next day and drove as hard and fast as he could to them. Telling himself he just wanted to hunt with them and learn from them. That the sex was great and he was lonely; that was why they had haunted him so much lately. Not touched or fucked for months had driven him to this. He felt it sink in and soon even he believed it. Even if it was a total lie.

Some people could talk themselves into anything…

Even supposedly smart ones like Victor apparently.

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The group waited for him now, waving him to their room. A double to give them more room to be with him. Blood and his favorite lager awaiting him; his favorite food at the table. Naughty thoughts bounced through their heads as he approached, moving rapidly to them after parking by some trees nearby. And falling into their arms for tight hugs and kisses; only to be pulled into the room by them soon after. They let him eat first, and drink the blood tainted beer. All three bottles. Then tugged him to the bed as he got woozy from the blood's effects and making love to him again and then letting him ride out his high by fucking them as well. Cumming frequently most of the night and crying out in pleasure so loudly they got calls from the office several times, then kept doing it since they really didn't care to stop making any of their sounds at the moment.

Then switching motels to another one closer to the man who was turning. The boys were all for just killing the man but Bobby said they should try to warn him first. In the meantime, they trained in the copse of trees they'd found in the state park with Victor until he understood how to fight a wraith and a Rugaru better. He seemed to have taken well to the hunting stuff so far. Bobby noticed proudly. His Mate was doing well. Yes, Bobby admitted to himself, even he thought of Victor that way. He loved him. He fully intended on helping them more willingly now to turn him with the blood and stuff now.

He wanted Victor for himself, for them. And this would get him. It was already working, he thought, as the man stared at them in confusion and desire as he cleaned out and adjusted the weapons chest in the back of his trunk. Trying to clear his head of this overwhelming desire that pulled at him again.

Then smiled happily when Victor tugged them into their room again and seduced them into making love to him again for the night; their desires for him and his for them insatiable as they bit pillows to keep quiet and keep it down. Which was really hard to do when Victor was clearly entranced with love and lust the more they touched him now. Victor got louder and arched under their touches and kisses again, their dicks taking him again and again until he took them, per usual. Need and desire stealing their thoughts.

And not stopping until the sun lit the room the next morning. Then they let him sleep in next to the boys who kissed and cuddled him between them. Murmuring love to him that he didn't hear as he passed out and snored softly; a cute and sexy sound if ever they heard one.

Bobby went to interview the man and warn him about the Rugaru genes and hoped he listened. He didn't want to have to kill him.

"Our Mate." The boys whispered into his neck as he snuggled more into them, face buried in Sam's hair and shoulder now, inhaling him and smiling in his sleep. "We love you."

"Love you too." He said in sleep talk. Willing to admit it in his sleep and subconsciously but not any other way. They merely smiled and kept watch over him. Willing to kill anyone or anything that dared to hurt him. "Mates." He slurred softly and purred happily, his breath tickling Sam's skin.

"Keeping you now, baby." Sam whispered as they caressed his arms and back, wrapping arms around him again and pulling him tighter against them now; Vic's face buried in the crook of Sam's neck as he settled back into them as they adjust their positions against him again.

And found that even in their mostly emotionless cool hearts that they meant every word of it now.

They'd let him go before, to give him a choice.

But he'd come back to them, and now he had to stay.

That choice had vanished as soon as he had embraced them the day before. He would not be allowed to leave them again.

They'd just find him and drag him back to them if he did.

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Got a case coming up for our lovers and its going to be a doozy! Keep an eye out, I should have it out here in a couple weeks. Got a few issues do deal with first but there will be more, I promise!