Disclaimer: I do not own the Winchesters or Bobby Singer, and most of the HSP agents, but I do own Dante Finch, Dorian Scaric, and the others.

Warning: Unrelated Sam/Dean, John/Jodi, Dante/Philippe, Abe/Ned, Dorian/Adam, well, so far, still working on the pairings here. Got a few more coming along very nicely, thank you. Sexual situations are in this storyline and most get graphic and smutty, bad language is involved. There are violent and sometimes disturbing scenes, even some with rape are depicted at times, so beware of that. Um, they take the worse cases so they get dirty sometimes, they don't fight fair, and often kill things, keep that in mind, too.

They work for the HSP, super private agency ran by Bobby Singer. Agents or Hunters, whatever they might be called, they are definitely the best when dealing with the Supernatural threats!

Plot: Sam and Dean are on a case for Dante involving kids and families, and human trafficking. They have to wolf out and show their true selves to do so.

They find themselves working with a few men who seem like they could be their friends, some more than friends, too. They find a treasure amid all the filth they find and end up needing to decide if they are going to keep it for themselves in the end.

Abe is an abused boy and desperately needs someone to love him. Can these Winchester men be the ones to do that? Give him the home he lost and never thought to have again?

Read on to see if he can.

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The men walked through the trees, signaling they'd found the targets. The others ran to see what they'd found.

"I see at least a dozen lookouts and several snipers, and close to six handlers. No victims, but I smell them." Dean said softly and the men looked at him funny, not because they didn't know what he was, which they did. Dante had told them before the mission. No, it was because they knew what he had to do, both of them had to do. "We can take out some the guards, create a distraction. You all do what the boss said."

"We're killing that general. You won't fight us on that?" A heavy bear of a man said and they shook their heads.

"No, we're just here to find the vic's, the rest is your baby. You call if you need us. We'll be in to help if you do. Use the ear mics; we'll still hear you in wolf form." Sam said softly as he undressed and shoved the uniform into the black bag, tying it to his arm. Dean did the same. Several men got hard from the view, even the straight ones looked at them in awe. Both wolfmen let it go, they were used to the sexual interest. They were hot men after all, no arrogance but a lot of honesty. Someone finally spoke. The Latin gorgeous one, Philippe or something, licking a lip nervously and unable to take his eyes from their bodies. Yep, that one was one of theirs, gay but hiding it. 'Don't Ask Don't Tell' was a terrible motto! Dean reflected and shrugged. "We're going in now. You all stay quiet and don't freak out when you see what we do. We are going to kill all we can but… would never harm you. We promise." His green eyes pleaded for them to understand. "These were our orders, Phil."

"Got it. Maul and kill away. Make a path for us." Philippe said worried now. "Be careful! Dante will kill us if anything happens to you two."

"Nah, we'll be fine. Let's go, baby." Dean said and Sam nodded. Both men seemed to expand and grow wider, bodies changing from tall sexy men to even taller and more terrifying wolves in seconds. Biting back howls, they went to all fours and nodded to the men. The men gulped fearfully but nodded back. Three swipes from a powerful huge paw told them to give them three minutes. They nodded again and relaxed. The men were in there and they were on their side. They could live with this. Philippe, for one, found them even sexier this way; strangely enough.

If only they were single, he'd date them. Hell, he'd do a threesome if they'd agree to it which he was pretty sure they wouldn't, so he held his tongue. The wolves read his thoughts and looked at each other, then leaned in and swiped a tongue each on his cheeks, making him blush. Both nodding approval of his idea. Dean slipping him a wink before following Sam to edge of the tree line. Then, with a burst of power, they launched themselves into the air and landed square in the middle of the small army below. Then they began to hack and slash their way through them, clearing a path like they'd been ordered to for the humans. Sam sent up a howl, their signal. The humans ran down now, shooting as they went, keeping some off the wolves and themselves as they blew the front door off and busted in, guns blazing.

Sam and Dean slaughtered the evil men outside until they had them all then followed their noses to the victims. Women and children. No men. Women for whores and kids for profit and slave labor. Bastards! Then the wolves swore, slipping beside the building and changing back, using cloths to wipe the blood away and dressed in uniforms again. Then unlocked the cages that the victims were in and helped them up the hill, hiding them in the trees. Their eyes glowing as they guarded them with their own guns at the ready now.

Three bird whistles sounded then a pause came and then another whistle sounded. It was the men and they watched as they approached them now, slowly taking in their human forms again.

"So, want to shoot us now?" Dean said worried. "We don't hurt humans normally but Bobby and Dante said we had to. They would have betrayed us early to the others."

"What others?" Stan, another soldier approached. "This is the only place they had set up."

"No, there are three more, they were thinking of them. You give us a map and we'll show you where they are." Dean said and used a pen to mark a map they held out. Three places were marked now. "We have to go with you. This one is a whorehouse, we have to save them. This is a workhouse of sorts, the kids are there. This one is a weapons bunker. It needs blown up and then they will be gone from this country and these people can be safe again." His eyes got hard. "We may not be human but we revere humans. We respect and protect them. We are willing to kill the bad ones to save the good ones. You can't fight with us? Fine, stay with the people and we'll do it ourselves. If you can handle this and are willing to be friends and allies with us, follow us."

They got the people to the Evac site and they flew off, kicking up dust in their wake as the Helo took off.

They had twelve hours until it returned. They prayed they had the fights wrapped up by then. Venezuela was hot and humid and, damn, it was a horrible place to be a wolf. They sensed the wolf in the men here, some mystic roots of theirs probably. American roots were less mystic so…they didn't get sensed as much there; thank goodness.

"We'll fight human as long as we can but…will shift if needed." Dean promised. "We know it scared you. Sorry." He hadn't meant to scare them but they had been informed of what they were; so it wasn't that much of a shock honestly.

"Don't worry, fight however you want. We got your back." Johann spoke up and they looked at him curiously. Another hidden gay; that made four at last count. A swede if they weren't mistaken. Sexy accent, Sam thought. He had a thing for accents. Dean knew this already and thought it was cute.

"Well, let's get going. The first is almost an hour's walk away. I hate jungles! Give me woods and mountains, cool mountain air and streams…our Packlands are full of them. It is so beautiful there." Dean's eyes got soft as he thought of their home; a home they hadn't seen in months since this case started. "You should visit it, if you get leaves or something, as friends of my Pack. If…if you'd like to…" He trailed off here nervously, biting a lip. "I just thought you'd like it, sorry."

"Sounds great actually." Philippe spoke up and they all nodded. They were walking now and talking to pass the time. "How many are in in your pack?"

"Close to fifty. Most are guards for our Nest but some stay back to protect our lands and home for us while we're gone. We stay there when not hunting or on cases for Bobby." Dean shrugged. "We like humans and stop bad wolves from hurting them. They eat their hearts; such a gross habit, ugh!" His lips curled in disgust at the thought. "We prefer human food, mostly cooked. We hunt elk and such, but try to hunt less. It attracts attention we don't need sometimes if we aren't careful."

"We got a leave coming up, a month's worth. You all kid friendly or…" One asked and Sam chuckled.

"Of course, got pups of our own there. Bring the families, or lovers, wives, life partners, whatever you got…we need to socialize the pups with humans more anyway. Teach them why they should revere and protect you." Dean said and smiled at the thought. "They would like it if you visited but no weapons on our Packlands! No knives or anything. I will not tolerate my people hurt because someone gets spooked by werewolves." His green eyes glowed dangerously now and they flinched. "I will kill you if you hurt them."

"We won't." Philippe said and touched his hand, daring to ask. Discreetly leaning in and whispering to Dean now. "Did you mean before that you would..." He sucked a lip nervously. "Would like to…be with me…both of you, a threesome sex thing?" He looked to see make sure he wasn't overheard. "You are very sexy and I don't mind the wolf thing; I really don't." He sighed. "Just once would be fine, doesn't have to happen again."

"Yes, I meant it would be okay. We'd like to do a threesome thing with you. We're not looking for a relationship with you but the sex would be fun, and we're really good at it." Dean said chuckling and Philippe blushed red but then they got serious. "That's the whorehouse." Dean pointed down as they hid in more trees now. Not as many guards…not protected like the other had been. Good. He scented it and caught the scent of about seven human guards and lots of sex and fear. He hated that smell. "How do you want to play it?" He waited for orders. They knew what they needed to do here more than the wolves did. Their only job was to save the people. Granted it wasn't a supernatural thing but it was a favor Dante had asked of Bobby and he'd loaned him the Wolves as a result. Dante needed their help so, with no missions looming at the moment, they'd agreed to help him however they could. Next time, though, they hoped he'd ask for help in a less humid place. The jungle was confusing and the people knew what they were. They kept waiting for one to try to kill them…but it never happened. They seemed to accept them here as friendly and welcomed them. Not afraid of werewolves. Dean thought and smiled. No wonder Thom and his Pack liked it here so much. The weather, however, sucked.

"We split teams. Take a wolf each if needed. We get the right building. You take the left." Philippe ordered and tensed. "Go." He ordered again and they crept down the hill, stalking behind the guards and killing them instantly with knives. Wiping them off, they checked every little room with each entrance covered in dingy cloth. All the women were terrified and cringed away. They found several younger girls, no more than twelve; also terrified and cringing. All were filthy and some were drugged. All were obviously well used sexually and abused, badly in need of help.

"Come with…" Dean began and scented a wolf. He motioned them to move on out and then turned to check out something on his own using his eyes and nose to search out the wolf he'd scented as he followed it to a small room, breaking the lock. There was a small boy of no more than fourteen, in half wolf form, feral and snarling, crouching on the floor and chained there. Bleeding from his anus and badly hurt. He should have healed by now…Dean thought and leaned closer, soft growls sounds from him, soothing the pup and the child stilled; going human now. Dean busted the chains on the lad and the boy launched himself at Dean, clinging and crying. Dean pulled his shirt from the bag and pressed it the boy's bottom, trying to stem the blood there, wiping his tears away and soothing him in the process as the youth cried out and whimpered in pain from it. Then he headed out to join the others, carrying the boy easily in his arms now, and was pissed. Sam was just as mad when he scented the pup and the damage he had done to him.

"He's like us, a wolf, but…they raped him and beat him. How could they…" Sam wondered what had happened but now was not the time to ask. "You got a keeper here?" He asked the boy. "A keeper is a human who raises a wolf pup as their own. They keep them safe and train them. He should not be alone like this; he is too young not to have had a keeper." Sam explained to the humans and they nodded, worried for the boy, too.

"No…they killed her when she tried to stop them from taking me." The boy said holding him tighter. He yelped as Ned, the medic, cleansed his body and ass of blood, tenderly tending to his wounds. He put several pads of cloth in his crack then wrapped them in tight to stop the bleeding. The boy wept in humiliation at this but still said, "Thank you, Sir" to the kind man.

"It's Ned, son. Not sir. Call me Ned." Ned gently told the boy and the boy nodded; then hid his face in Dean's shoulder again.

"Sir?" Dean's head snapped up angrily. Was he…!

"They insisted I call them that when they…used me. I had to kneel for them." The boy was confused at Dean's rage. "Did I do something wrong? Should I be punished?" He gulped and tried to escape them now but was held firm as they bandaged his ribs. He tried to kneel but only cried out in pain against a broken ankle as he put his weight on it.

"No, no, not wrong…not…you're just a kid! A pup! No one has a right to turn you into a Sub this way, no one!" Dean swore. "Did they…" He trailed off but he had to know, already calculating how far it was to the nearest Pack, to see if he was one of theirs. They could fix him if they were there. There was one about thirty miles from here, Elder Drummond's. They were good wolves like them; their Allies and Joined Pack with their own Pack. They would take care of him.

The boy nodded in shame and Dean got the idea. Lots of men had taken him, mastered the child, used him! Fuck! He growled then Sam touched him gently. "Go, Dean, take him to the other Pack, see if he's theirs. I'll go with them. Call me once the boy is settled. We'll be fine, don't worry." He kissed him gently. "He could die soon if you don't. He needs a doctor and surgery…the Pack will have that. He has liquid silver nitrate in his system. Once they leech it out, he should heal faster and shift the damage away on his own. Go, baby!"

"Fine, but be careful." Dean said softly then undressed, the child taking his clothes so obediently and with such sad eyes that he cursed himself. "Not a slave to me. I just need you to hold them. If you don't want to, Sam can…" He said gently and the boy shook his head.

"You saved me. I am yours." The child said firmly, a new strength to his voice that hadn't been there before. They all cringed at his words though. Ownership? The kid thought…oh no! No, no, no, no, no!

Dean took the clothes and put them in the bag again, tying it to his bicep and shifted. The boy climbed on and they took off at a run, taking him to the others and the rest of their group went to free the kids. Which didn't take long. The kids ran to their Moms and families and cried. Covered in drugs and dirt, so much of it that Sam had to keep brushing his nose to rid it of that smell. The others saw this and sighed. "We'll bathe nearby. There's a creek behind those buildings there." Stan said and patted his shoulder. "You smell the drugs on them."

"Worse than cum, worse than anything." Sam swore. "Such a smell, a cloying metallic scent, evil smell!"

"I know. We feel the same way." Philippe said as they watched the building explode then they went to wash the people off, to rid the kids of the drugs on their skins. Many were high from them but their parents were taking care of them pretty well by now.

Then they blew up the weapons bunker and wiped out the rest of the troops with guns and claws. The people safely hidden nearby while they did it. Then headed to the Evac area to get them out of there. Philippe spoke rapid Spanish to the victims as they waited.

He asked where the men were. The fathers and older brothers.

He hated the answers.

Dead, all dead. Raiders had come to their villages, killed the men, kept the women and kids and took them. A year ago. All looked wore out and traumatized beyond endurance, eyes red and tearstained and bodies bruised and hurt. Survivors of their own personal wars. All the men wept inside for them. They would be tended to then returned to their villages to rebuild again. Hopefully free of threats this time.

Now they wondered where the boy had come from. Which village?

Dean came running back and shifted to human, naked and dressed quickly. The boy ran to Sam to hug him and cried. Dean looked broken and they rushed to see what was wrong.

"Gone, the Pack…they were just gone!" He gasped out. "No trace of them."

"That's not possible! There were at least thirty in his Pack." Sam argued and the men came to listen. The people were on the Helo by now. It flew off and said it would be back in a few hours; twelve like before.

"It's true. I smelled humans and wolves, different ones than his, leaving the lands to the north. I'm going to help them." Dean said then looked at the boy worried. Johann reached out a hand and the boy slowly took it. Eyes apprehensive and scared but going to him anyway.

"I got three of my own. I'm good with kids. I'll watch him." Johann said and hugged the trembling boy. "Go, all of you. I'll wait here with him."

They all nodded and got ready, Sam shifted with Dean. Both were ready for battle as they led them to a jeep by the road. Dean shrugged in wolf form but they got it. He'd stolen it and drove here. Good man!

They followed the wolves as they got to the Packlands then followed the scents to a small camp nearby. Heavily armed and guarded, too. Dean tapped the ground and they got it. They go in wolfing and they go in shooting, free the others. They nodded in agreement and the wolves took off, rending and tearing as they landed in their midst. Some enemy wolves attacked them and they fought them off until they too were dead; the good wolves were still clawed up with deep bites in their backs and shoulders. Some on their necks. Stumbling as bullets hit them but did no real damage. The humans split in two groups, one helping the wolves when they saw them weakening under the attacks, and the others freeing the rest of the captured good wolves.

The leaders attacked the ones going after the captured good wolves and were mowed down in a hail of bullets for their troubles. The bad wolves went after them but silver knives and bullets killed them easily. They eventually found the cage and it was full of good wolves, really big ones like the boys. "We're friends. We came to help. Two wolves that you know are out there getting the humans while we get you out. Don't hurt us…" The soldiers unlocked the door and stepped back, hoping they didn't kill them. Instead the good wolves rushed out in a blur of colored fur and soon had joined the Winchester wolves in fighting the humans and enemy wolves. Soon they were done and then they ran up the hill to safety.

The wolves shifted back, healing all damage but still cringed in pain for a bit, and immediately hugged the other two. "Dean, Sam, you came! Why did you come? Thought you lived in America?" A white haired man said as he hugged them again.

"We do. Got our own Packlands now." Dean said proudly. "We came on a mission and, while we were on it, we found a young one, a pup." He explained their predicament. "I'm not a master, not of kids! Sure, Sam is my Sub and husband but not…what do I do? Are you missing a pup?" Dean asked hoping he was theirs.

"No, but we'll take him in." Thomas said then looked at the men. "I'm Thomas Drummond, Alpha for the Hidden Mountain Pack. You are welcome." He turned to Dean now and asked, "Where is the boy?" His eyes were worried.

"With a friend. He's a Sub now. Don't break that. It could damage him further, you know that." Dean argued. "You can't handle subs that way."

"We won't. Wouldn't be the first one we took in that felt that way. We are familiar with how to help them." Thom said gently. "You can't change one back from a submissive without breaking their minds and hearts." He explained to the men now. "You have to be gentle and accept them. Love them out of their bondage of pain. They don't lose the submission but…they can be happier and better adjusted."

They were approaching the man and boy by now. Dean saw the boy was happier and was glad. He'd been worried.

The child ran to Dean immediately and hugged him tight, forcing Dean to stay still until he let go. The boy eyed the group of wolves behind them and shook his head no. Even after they explained what was going on and Dean apologized and said he couldn't be his Master, he had Sam for that. The boy still shook his head 'No' even more.

"I don't need a master." The child spoke up in heavily accented English then and Dean looked confused. "I will find one someday. Earlier I just meant…I owe you my life…Father." Dean looked shocked now. "Not Master. Not with you. Or him. You are my Fathers now. My keepers, my Alphas. I will be your son."

"But…where is your own family?" Dean asked and tried to figure it out. "Thom?"

"My family was killed by soldiers years ago when I was a child, three or four years old, then Sofia, the woman next door took me in and raised me as her own. She knew I was wolf but didn't care. Raised me as human and wolf, loved me." The boy cried now and Dean gave in and hugged him, brushing him gently with his hand on his back and head. "Don't send me away, please! I want to stay with you."

"Um, I…" Dean stammered and the Pack backed off, smiling. "Thom?"

"The young one has decided. We cannot countermand his decision. If it had been a Master thing, we could have fixed it but…not this. He adopted you as his father. We dare not reject his decision. He is wolf; his Will is done this day." Thom said and hugged the men and the boy. "Be good, pup. Don't let what they did to you color how you view others. Not all men are evil, choose well. You are always welcome with us, to visit. All of you, even you humans. You aren't as bad as I thought you would be." He slipped a look at the human soldiers and waved now.

"Thom, I need a favor." Sam said then the older man stopped to listen. "There are some villages near you. Their men were killed, the women were whored out and their kids put to work in drug houses nearby. They will be returning to their homes soon. Could you help them? Protect them? They will need all the help they can get. Be nice to them, befriend them? A personal favor to us?" Sam asked worried about the humans they'd rescued. "We consider this a debt we'd owe you."

"No need. We are Allies, joined Packs, remember? This is all part of our bond with you. We'll watch over them and be friends to them." Thom said hugging Sam. "No debt, old friend. Just visit more, okay? We missed you guys."

"We'll try." Dean promised, stealing a hug as well. He picked up the Helo returning and said. "You should go. I hear them. We'll keep the boy." He looked at the boy and asked, "Well, if you're going to be our son, do you have a name?" Dean also asked Thom as he left. "You coming to the Pack meeting next month still, right? Bringing all the others?"

"Yes, we'll be there. We'll be bringing up some items as well, don't worry. Hope you don't mind. It just seems easier to deal with it all at once rather than bringing it up here and then having to bring it up there, too. Once is enough to do it all in." Thom agreed and, with a wave, they faded into the jungle and were gone. Dean missed his old friends but he knew they would see them again.

"I am Abraham." The boy said. "Abe. Abraham Lincoln Martinez. Now Winchester." He chuckled. "My father revered your American Presidents, said Lincoln was the greatest one you had. Wanted me to grow into the name and be like him someday. Said he was a great man who did great things, good things. Said the name makes the man. Since the man must grow into his name." His accented voice was thick with emotion. "I promised to be a good man someday. I promised him as he died in my lap."

"You will be." Dean promised and Sam hugged the boy as well. "Our son, Sammy."

"Yes, he's a fine boy. Abe. I like that name." Sam said smiling, "We'll go straight to Bobby. He'll work it out for us. We can adopt you. The pack will love you, trust me." And he knew the handsome boy would fit in well with their wolf family. "You still willing to visit us?" He asked the other soldiers to see if they had changed their minds. "Bring your families! We have fresh air and lots of nature stuff. Plus, it's safe there if you're worried."

"We'll call to set up the visit, don't worry. We would love to see your home. I think Johann is going to miss the boy. He's taken a shine to him." Philippe said as the man and boy talked in a corner, laughing at times as they flew off. "Man loves kids. His partner and he have three, you know. All boys."

"Oh." Dean chuckled and sighed. "Some case we get. Save a dozen or so people and come back with a son; some souvenir. Ever think a t-shirt would have been enough?" He laughed then went to change his son's bandage as it leaked through. The boy was kept awake for now in case he passed out from blood loss. They soon were on a carrier where the boy was taken care of. He had surgery to his bottom and was patched up. Put on bed rest for a bit. They figured the Pack would take care of him until they could be with him. Then the men flew off, after giving their numbers to the wolfmen and waving bye, saying they would see the pair soon. Then they called Dante to report in. After calling Bobby, of course.

"Got it." He said after hearing their report. "Leave out the slaughter and say you neutralized the threat and saved the people. Leave out the usual stuff and fluff it with details of how and what the men did to help you. That should please the bosses." Bobby said and laughed. "How's the boy?"

They had a son now. He could work out the adoption easily, he had connections. Poor kid was abused though, he'd need them…

"Take a bit of time off, we don't have a case right now so I'll call and send a copter if I need you." Bobby said. "He okay?"

"Traumatized but seems to be taking it well. He's having nightmares and day terrors, got the whole 'don't touch me' thing going on but otherwise he's adapting." Dean said sadly. "Shrink says he'll get better; it's the memory of what happened that's causing them. She's going to keep seeing him and recommends group therapy. We'll be sure he gets it." He went quiet. "He's a Sub now. But he is comfortable with that, so he's probably gay, too. So we just have to support his decisions and hope he picks a good Master someday."

"I'm sure you can help him find one when he's ready." Bobby said and sounded proud of them. Dean was a Master and Sam his Sub. They understood which were good and which were bad. They'd be able to make sure he turned out okay. "Your Dad and Jodi are waiting at the Packlands, talking a wedding…finally. Been living together how long now and finally got around to it. Oh, and Adam is working well with Dorian. Still helping on that taskforce she has going. He was ready to do field work with us but I thought he needed more time dealing with the other agencies first. Plus, Dorian needs the help."

"How is Adam?" Dean asked. Adam was a hard customer and a tough individual. A good wolf but, with him being part fey, he had erratic moments. Being a wolf with faery powers was not a good combination under any circumstances but being an Alpha and a bit reckless in temperament didn't make it any easier a mix for him. Sure, they were a close family and loved each other, would die for each other but…they worried his temper could make his powers do something stupid without him meaning them to.

"We worked on that and he seems more controlled than before. We worked on him using his powers and he is good with them now; knows when to use them and when not to. He's doing fine. I wouldn't have sent him if I wasn't sure, I swear." Bobby promised. Adam was…headstrong wasn't too strong a word, hell, sometimes it wasn't strong enough of a word. Obstinate and stubborn, quick tempered and passionate were apt descriptions, too. The youngest Winchester was like his father, John, and that temper was a nasty thing to behold. Even without the Fey powers and Wolf stuff to back them up!

The Dhampyre would be able to keep working with him. He was sure of it.

"Report to Dante. Tell him everything. He'll edit it appropriately. Then head home with your son, get him comfortable. John will want to meet his new grandson. He's going to be so proud. Don't worry about the adoption. I'll have it done for you in a few days." Bobby said then they talked some more and hung up.

Then they called Dante.

"Hey, cuz, you up?" Sam teased and heard a woman's voice. They had long adopted him as their family and part of their Pack. The last Phoenix in existence, the fiery man who also held a fiery bird deity of great power integrated inside his blood and cells. Dante Finch was the last of the Phoenixes. They and the others kept his secret. Immortal man and demon, too. To them, he was their cousin of sorts, Bobby's real son. Adopted into their Pack from birth. Like Abe now. They were not told of his mother but they assumed she was a Phoenix that Bobby had been with and something had happened to. Bobby didn't treat women like they were disposable but his son did. Something that annoyed Bobby to no end, always telling him he needed to treat them better. Dante didn't listen well. Granted he treated men the same way so he was an equal opportunity scoundrel really. He went through men as well as women like water.

"Get up, get out. I gotta go." Dante said to her and they laughed as the woman cussed at him. Hearing 'bastard' in there somewhere. "Yes, I am. Now go." Dante said and they heard a door slam. "Now report, got paper ready."

They told him everything and he laughed. "A son, huh?" He shook his head and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to dress. "And when do I get to meet my newest family member?" He reached over to turn on the water and groaned. "That is the last time I let a woman use a toy on me unless it is Dorian, bitches had no clue how to use it. Ow!" He muttered and stroked his ass soothingly.

"Oh, toy?" Sam teased. "Trying the kinky?" He laughed at his cousin's discomfort. He'd laughed at theirs enough over the years.

"No! Just a dildo thing." Dante groaned as he sank into the hot water and sighed in relief. "I'm not even the kinkiest in our family. That would be a draw between you and Dorian. How the hell did her family line cross yours again?"

He knew she was their real cousin but not how.

He got out of the tub now and clad only in a huge towel, he went to prepare breakfast. Soon it was ready and he sat down to eat; listening to them and enjoying the sun lighting the kitchen through the skylight.

"A Scaric married a Campbell then one of their kids married a Winchester and that makes her a distant cousin." Dean explained. "We're doing a family get together to introduce him to our family. For the whole weekend, can you come? Dad's getting married, too. Jodi finally said yes. They want to talk wedding plans with the family."

"Of course! When do I need to be there?" Dante said and laughed, a son, those two with a son, wow! "When did you get a son? Seriously?!" He bit into a bacon strip and cringed, didn't cook it long enough, yuck! Easily cured though. He thought as he used a whisper of Pheonix power to cook it longer and then tried it, and found it perfect. "He a wolf, too?"

"Yes, we kind of got adopted by him actually. He was taken in and made a Sub by some bad men. He's only a kid, Cuz. He's Subbed now but still…he deserves a family. His keeper was killed and he was taken. He's been whored out but we're trying to help him. Could use you and Dori on this. He needs someone who understands this stuff more. You and her got some psychology skills, maybe you'd talk to him?" Sam asked and Dante shrugged.

"How badly was he hurt…mentally I mean?" Dante said with a low growl to his voice. A kid, some bastard had raped and subbed a child! Sick bastard!

"Really badly to be honest but he seems calm enough for the most part. Has the usual rape issues though. Nightmares, terrors, and he doesn't let anyone but us and some others touch him. We're being really careful around him for the moment. Not sure how long he was…used…that way but it could have been months, maybe longer. He was pretty vague on that one. We don't want to push him too hard right now but he could use an Uncle to maybe spend time with…" Dean put in and Dante chuckled, nodding into the phone. "He might open up to you more. We need your help with this, please help us?"

"Sure thing, I could head out tonight. Head to the Packlands, spend some time with you all. See how I can help him." Dante said eying his flat and deciding they needed him more than he needed to be at work right now. He had vacation time coming up anyway, close to a month's worth…he'd just take some of it now. And it was the weekend so he had the free time on top of the vacation time. "Could stay a week or two if you'd like." Dante tied the towel tighter as he set out to dress finally then pack. "I'll take my private jet, be there in a few hours. Can you meet me there at the airport? I've only been to the Packlands a few times, and I always get lost if I go on my own." Yeah, six hours lost in the woody labyrinth they called backroads had been a real killer on his mood last time!

Dante was rich. Billionaire rich, but that was a secret his family kept between themselves. He supplied most of the funding for the Nest, as a matter of fact. The CIA knew he was rich and it was documented but they also kept it private; top secret. Dante may not have needed them or their cheap paychecks but they sure needed him and his skills; man had a talent at the job and they damn well knew it, too! So they'd reached a compromise when he'd joined the bureau. They hide his wealth and stay away from that part of his life and he'd work for them. A rather good bargain. Bobby and them all knew. But Dante loved working for them so no one pushed it too hard.

"Sure, we're headed home now. Got a lift straight there. So call when you are near and which airport you'll be at. We'll pick you up." Dean agreed as the copter landed and they got out, waving them off. And then headed toward their car to get home. "He's a great kid, you'll like him." He was a good kid and Dean loved him already. "Aren't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, come on, Dad. I'm hungry." Abe playfully complained, blushing. "Is he nice? Uncle Dante?" He whispered to Sam.

"Yes, he's a good guy. You guys will get along fine. He's like us, but different. He's a Pheonix, the last one really." Sam whispered back.

"What's a Pheonix?" Abe asked curiously and Sam explained it while Dean talked to Dante on the phone for a bit longer. Then he hung up and joined them in the car. "He's a fiery bird?" Abe asked and they shook their heads.

"No, he's a person whose body and blood are infused with the essence of a fiery Pheonix deity. It's infused in his DNA. He's a man though, Immortal, but a great man." Dean reassured him. "Trust me, everyone likes Dante. He's just has a thing that attracts people to him. Charisma, charm, that kind of thing. That and he's the sexiest thing next to my Sammy here on two damn legs! But that's neither here nor there." Dean laughed at Sam's look and shrugged. "It's true, he is! Hopefully, he'll find someone soon to settle down with. Bobby is getting really tired of his manwhore ways."

"So he messes around a lot?" Abe asked smiling. He did sound fun…a fun Uncle. He'd definitely like to meet him now!

"No, that's like saying a sex addict sometimes has a little sex. Dante is…well, walking, talking, living porn and sex encased in the tightest leather you've ever seen and twice as commit-phobic is not an inaccurate description really. He goes through others like water. But to us, he's a fantastic guy and a good cousin. He's Bobby's son. We told you that before, remember?" Sam said and sighed.

"Yeah, he sounds like…something." Abe laughed and they smiled fondly at him.

"You wouldn't be wrong." Sam agreed and ruffled the kid's hair lovingly. They were out of the city now and Dean was looking for their turn off. "Hold on, son. It gets bumpy from here on out." And Abe groaned as they hit the first bump hard and Dean had them on the dirt roads now. They were a labyrinth and only with the wolves' guidance could anyone actually find them in it. The weird maze of back roads kept others away and they were better protected that way, too.

"How do you find your way through?" Abe asked, they were only on their third turn and he was already confused.

"We helped form these roads years ago, so we know exactly where to go on them. So do our Pack and family. You will, too. We'll teach you." Dean said pulling up to a large gate and beeped three times then twice after pausing. As if on cue, they opened and they were driving up a road into a compound of sorts, but with woods and nature all around it. A large log cabin stood nearby, three floors and huge. "We live there." He pointed to the house and smiled proudly. "When we get in, feel free to choose a room. They are all furnished but we'll get yours decorated later, if you want. And we are a large Pack so try not to freak, okay? If you see a dark haired couple coming toward you, those are your grandparents. One is my Dad, a wolf and my Beta, and the other is my mother, a fey. They mean you no harm. They're going to love you. I think they were worried they'd never get grandkids." Dean said in a conspiratorial tone. "Be nice to them, okay?"

"I will. I'm really looking forward to seeing them. Don't have many memories of my own family so…it will be nice to have one." Abe said and smiled. He saw the couple running to meet them now and got out when the car stopped. They didn't force a hug on him but they did smile and look at him with welcome and love. "I can't touch right now but…someday I will, okay?" Abe asked. Feeling embarrassed about his touch compulsion now. He looked up expecting them to be hurt but saw they were only happy to see him still. This relaxed him and he smiled at them finally.

"Come, let us show you the house and you can get your room. Boys, bring in the bags, okay?" John said and they nodded, waving them off. Then went to unload the car, glad the grandparents had time with the kid. Then the phone rang.

"Yeah." Dean said. It was Bobby's number so there was no need for any other greeting really. He listened and smiled, nodding. "When are you going to be here?" He listened and then nodded. "Sure, he said he was coming anyway, picking you all up won't put him too much off schedule." He listened and got quiet. "Everyone? Seriously?" He was surprised and Sam's ears perked up. "No, not a problem. A week off won't hurt anything. What about their cases?" He asked and listened again. "Oh, okay. No, we can go meet you in a few hours. Uh huh, the private hangar. Yeah, do we need to call him or…" He listened again and nodded. "Got it. Call when you're here. We'll be there about six waiting for you."

He paused to listen and held up a finger to still Sam's questions. "Outside the hangar, yeah. Oh, we got enough cars, not a problem." He listened and chuckled. "Yeah, see you then, sir. Well, you are old and old folks have earned their 'sir's." Then he laughed and stopped suddenly. "Just calling it how I see it. Get your asses here, old man. We got a wedding to plan and you need to meet your newest nephew." He smiled now and sighed. "Yeah, bye, be careful."

Then hung up and shook his head. "He called Dorian in to come by for Abe. She has social worker skills and that degree in it, so she might be a help. Adam is coming, too, he's working with her now. Most of the others have finished their cases, too. He's closing the Nest for a week so they are all coming, too, and Dante is picking them all up from their locations now. So they should all be here by midnight." He sighed as the phone rang again and tossed it to Sam. "Anymore guests come after this, you make up their beds yourself. I have to go get this luggage in and some rooms to get ready." And with that, he walked off with the luggage over his shoulders and wheeling behind him.

"Hello?" Sam said and laughed. It was Johann. Then he listened further and sighed, face palming himself. "No, we said you could visit. Yeah, this weekend is fine. When will you be here?" He wrote it down and asked. "The others with you?" Then he rolled his eyes and looked at the house, suddenly glad it was three stories; they would be needing it this weekend. Stuffed to gills was an apt description here. "Okay, we'll be there anyway, picking up others, too. How many are there, counting the team members?" He listened then nodded. "Uh huh. No, we got the room, glad they could come. Yeah, families are more than welcome. Yeah, we'll see you then. Bye." Then he hung up.

Then headed in to do up some rooms of his own. Enough for the seven team members and several family members. Johann and his life partner had their kids, all three of them teens, Philippe was single but gay and so was Ned. Stan was married to a woman who was pregnant. Lucas and Trevor were single fathers, their wives either died or left by then, and were straight. Alexei was single but they weren't sure of his orientation yet their sense from before was that he was bi. And single. So Sam divvied up the rooms into seven for the grownups, three for the teens. Lucas and Trevor had younger kids, no more than seven or eight so they could bunk with their fathers. Ten rooms and they still needed to go to the airport to pick them up.

He called over Cedric and had him get the vans ready, three of them at least. That should hold everyone. Sam thought and then headed in. And several hours later, and with everyone's help, they had the rooms ready and a large meal ready for everyone.

Then they headed to the airport to pick up the visitors. Three vans should hold twenty people. He reasoned then laughed as another wolf called to say they were sending a fourth one, for the luggage or spill over. And they split ways. Half went for those coming off flights and the other half headed to the hangar to wait for Dante to bring the others along in his plane.

Three hours later, they finally had collected everyone. Sam and John collected the ones from their planes and were laughing as three tall teens came out with some kids on their shoulders, two of the cutest little girls they had ever seen! The team members followed, grinning widely in hiking boots, jeans and button up shirts. They approved. It's amazing how often that if one mentions woods and nature, how many idiots choose to wear sneakers and shorts. Poison ivy followed those idiots around until it found them and they came in whining about it later. Everyone was very friendly and seemed to get along well with each other. A few questions later, they found out they had BBQ's a lot and such and the families were really quite close, like the men themselves.

Then they joined Dean as they met Dante's plane, waited for the others to come out. Soon enough, they came down. Bobby, followed by Ellen, with Rufus and Missouri in tow. Dante followed with a grin and ran to his cousin, hugging them both happily and they hugged him back. "Missed you guys!" He said softly when he released them. "You look good, marriage agrees with you two. No problems, sure I can't steal Sam away yet?" He teased and eyed Sam with a leer then laughed at Dean's glare. "Such a sexy man and that ass…whoo! So lucky he saw you first, Sam!" Dean growled at Dante who managed a fairly good growl back and they shrugged, chuckling.

"You dated my Dad?" Abe asked and Dante looked at him with a considering look, eyes gentle as he looked at the boy.

"No, just teasing my cousin." Dante chuckled. "It's an old Joke between us. Just kidding him." Abe relaxed now. Dante noticed and smiled. "You must be Abe. I'm Dante Finch. Cousin of sorts or Uncle, however you prefer to address me. We got your back now, so don't worry about a thing." He held out a hand rather than hugging him. Then relaxed some when Abe slowly took it and gave it a small shake back. Easing him into touching again without forcing it on him. Dante thought. He looked…like a walking billboard for abuse was a good description here. He was bruised all over where Dante could tell, his lip was bleeding again and he frowned. "Why haven't you healed yet? Dean, why isn't he healing!" He nodded to the cuts and bruises.

"They dosed him with him with Silver Nitrate. Until he burns it up, he won't heal fast at all." Dean said sadly.

"No problem, I can do that part. If I can touch you, is that okay?" Dante asked and the boy looked to Dean.

"You can trust him. Pheonixes have healing powers." Dean reassured him and then Abe nodded, letting Dante touch his head and chest, and golden light came from Dante, flowing along his arms to his hands and into Abe now. Abe gasped as warmth flooded him and his eyes closed in pleasure as the power sought out every injury and healed them for him while destroying the Silver Nitrate at the same time. Then he watched the golden glow recede back into his Uncle and Dante removed his hand, surveying the damage. "That should have got everything. How do you feel, Abe?" He was concerned and wanted to be sure he was okay.

"I feel great actually. Don't hurt anywhere now, especially in my bottom. Feels fine again. Thank you." Abe said and wanted to hug the man but merely nodded to him though, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I'd hug you but…give me time to work up to it again?" He asked the gorgeous man and Dante smiled, nodding.

"Take your time, Abe. I'm visiting for a while. Not to worry." Dante said then sighed as a hand touched his ass. "Dorian."

"Dante." She purred and groped him hard, and he yelped. "Using toys again I heard…without me, shame on you. It should hurt, you know most of those bimbos you sleep with have no clue how to properly use a toy on you." Then she laughed and he joined her, giving her a hug.

"Sexy cousin, how are you?" He asked and she shrugged. "Abe, this is Dorian Scaric, your cousin or aunt. You decide on the title. She's here to meet you, like I am."

"Hello." Abe said smiling and hesitated at touching, but shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Abe. Welcome to the family." She smiled at him now. Then saw Sam motion for the boy to join them in their van and he ran to his Dad with a wave back to them.

"Handsome kid." Dorian commented. "He's so hurt. He's going to need a lot of help, Cuz."

"Yeah, but I'm willing to try. You?" Dante said and looked at her thoughtfully. "Missed you, Dori."

"Missed you, too." Dorian smiled then nodded. "I'll try, too."

"Good." Dante said. "You decided to leave Interpol and join me at the CIA yet?" He laughed at her look and she punched his arm.

"No, you don't pay nearly well enough." Dorian teased back.

"But the fringe benefits would be worth it." Dante offered in mock seduction, then leaned in. "I'll be your love slave."

"Uh, no. Getting kicked out of bed at three in the morning is a horrible fringe benefit and, by the way, love slaves are obedient and submissive. Two things you are neither of. But a quick bondage and pain scene, sure. I'm up for it later." She said and laughed as he blushed at that idea, a million painful ideas dancing in his head like sugarplums at Christmas time. "Such a pain freak! Sneaky thing."

"Yeah, I like it and so do you." Dante teased as he joined them in the van now. "Oh, we're their cousins, Dante Finch and she's Dorian Scaric." He said holding out a hand to greet them and they nodded, all mostly hard. He noticed. 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell' my foot ! Dante laughed and let it go. He got that response a lot and adjusted the leather pants some.

"Johann Fredericks, and this is my life partner, Clive Billets. Our three sons, Leo, Marcus, and Sven." The blonde swede said and Dante and them shook hands.

"Philippe Mantegnia. It's just me. I'm single…and very interested." He leered and Dante chuckled.

"So am I." Dante leered back at the sexy latino.

"We'll see how that goes then." Philippe said and licked a lip to indicate his interest as he surveyed Dante's package. "I like what I see so far."

"Hmmm." Dante said and checked him out as Philippe quickly slid in to sit next to him, with Dorian on his other side.

"Hey, don't hog the sexy latino." Dorian said and asked. "You bi?" She waited for his response and Philippe laughed.

"No, I'm on their team." Philippe said looking at Dean and them. "Got a threesome arranged but…I could work in time for a nice twosome if you're up for it this weekend, gorgeous man. Want to share my room? I don't snore." Then he laughed and added, "But then again, I don't really intend for us to sleep enough to find out if I snore or not, if you want to join me. No strings, honest. A little fling now and then can be fun."

"Not looking for a relationship or Mr. Right?" Dante said tempted to take him up on it. A weekend of sex with the sexy latino did sound…interesting.

"Hell, no! Relationships are for guys like them, love types. Me, I'm more of a 'fuck' type. And there is no Mr. Rights. However, there is a 'yeah, right there' type and a 'do you so right!' type. I'm both so feel free to try it." He winked at Dante and Dante appeared to consider it.

"Just for a couple days, no puppy dog eyes or holding hands, or cuddling, or any of that…? No needing to spend the days with me afterward?" Dante asked.

"Nah, I'm playing with them this weekend, too. So, no, just sex and lots of orgasms…you up for it, gorgeous?" Philippe raised a sexy brow that got Dante hard immediately.

"Yeah, we'll do a room. No strings, just sex, and only for a few days. Oh, and you should check out the werewolves if you are looking for a sex thing. Some of them are the same way. Just sex for them, too." Dante offered. "I intend to look into it. You should, too. So much sex and so many orgasms, so many lovers and so little time to fuck them in. Ahh, this is going to be so fun!" He said gleefully in whispers, like most of that conversation, so it wouldn't reach the teens in the back.

"Yeah, it does sound sublime!" Philippe agreed and they laughed, shaking hands in agreement. Dorian face palmed herself in shame for the man whore that was her cousin and his new fuck buddy. Such a bad mixture, those two!

Bobby pointedly ignored his son's behavior. He knew saying something would do no good. Besides, he suspected Abe might end up being his only nephew and that 'Grandpa' was a word he'd never hear. Dorian, for all her objections, was just as bad as Dante in the whore department. Yet, with Adam, he noticed a spark there whenever their eyes met but said nothing. It was early yet for them to like each other. The interest he saw was enough for now, a good start for them really. The wolves themselves rode with the luggage; the ones that had been guarding the Nest. There was no need for them to be there if no one else was so they'd come home with them.

Dorian whispered to Bobby now. "I need to talk to you later, Okay, Hermes?" She winked at him and he gulped nervously, nodding. Eyes ahead, he controlled his thoughts. She knew, how could she….he'd hidden it so well!

"Trevor Morgan." Trevor said and greeted everyone.

"Ned Richardson." Ned said and said hi.

"Stan Parker, my wife Julie." Stan said and they were greeted warmly, his wife was barely showing but they could tell.

"Lucas Reven." Lucas said and smiled. Kissing Dorian's hand and whispered. "If you don't mind a single father, I'd love to join you later in bed. Such a waste of a beautiful woman on guys like them."

"Yeah, we'll do that." Dorian said excited now. He was attractive, too. In a dark and dangerous 'bad boy' kind of way. Not good for a relationship but damn good for relieving the sexual tension though….yeah, they were going to do that!

"Alexei Petrovich." The handsome Russian said taking her hand as well. "A lady like you is worth more than gold. So beautiful!"

Ding, ding, ding! Went the bell in Dorian's head, and threesome scenes streamed through her brain now. If only she could talk that handsome Russian into joining them later. Hmmm, she'd figure out how later. But settled for being sat between them like a Dorian sandwich with a side of gorgeous bread on each side to keep her warm. The littlest were in car seats in the very back seat. Locked in safely with wolves on each side of them; just in case.

Adam rode with his brothers in the other van but if he had known her thoughts, he'd have been annoyed. He was drawn to that Dhampyre and she to him. But neither was eager to rush into it and so they were dancing, as the wolves put it. Courting was what humans called it. Neither were words Dorian would want to know he was even thinking but yet he was. His hazel eyes dancing with mirth as he joked with his brothers about his 'obsession' with the woman in question.

"So, you approached her yet?" Dean asked, his brother was interested but…"Dorian isn't one to settle down, bro. She likes to play the field and loves…variety." He warned him. "Not to put her down but she and Dante are very similar in some ways. You should go slow with this."

"You mean she might choose lovers this weekend and have sex?" Adam said and they nodded, eyes communicating silently with each other again and annoying the big man even more. "So she has sex, I don't own her. I have my own…plans." He didn't have any but he wasn't telling them that. He didn't really know how he felt about her but he damn sure was bugged by her having sex with someone else…not that he'd admit that either.

"Bro, forgive us, but…back-to-back football games and beer do not constitute plans." Dean drawled. "Get a few females together, they like you enough. Get laid."

"I can get myself laid when I want to, thank you very much." Adam said coolly and they laughed.

"You can but you won't." Sam teased and laughed again.

"Is she even aware you are a virgin?" Dean asked and Adam looked away hastily.

"No shame in waiting for the right Mate, Dean. I'm no whore like our cousin." Adam said gruffly but with love. He knew under Dante's whoring ways there was a good person who took care of his family and loved others deeply. But if you weren't close to him, he'd use you and throw you away like yesterday's garbage. "And, no, I do not advertise my virginity, especially to her." He looked away and sighed. "She gets laid, she gets laid. It's not my business."

"Adam…" John began to say but a harsh look from Adam hushed his father. Adam wasn't talking about this anymore and they all knew it now. He liked that woman and damned if he didn't have the nerve to approach her about it. "Well, stubborn ass, let me say one thing then. If she does and you flip out, I promise I will kick your ass for you if you hurt or scare our guests with that temper of yours! I will not tolerate your bad temper to harm them or upset them, especially those girls of theirs or the ones in our Pack. You will be respectful, despite your bad temper and jealousy, am I making myself clear?" John threatened and saw Adam bow his head in response.

"Yes, Dad." Adam said sadly and John added one thing, very gently.

"This is your own fault, son. No one else's. You should have told her you liked her before this." John said firmly but eyed his son with loving eyes. "Even if she gets laid, don't give up on her. Wait for another chance, okay? Find the courage to tell her someday."

"I will. If she finds someone, good for her." Adam said and sighed. "I could ask one wolf girl out, no sex but…companionship might be nice."

"Good boy." John said pleased at his grown up response. Usually Adam would have been furious by now. He was a caveman type and that would put off Dorian, John knew that much. His strong temperament and jealousy would be a hurdle if they got together. Adam went to the stronger emotions, the darker ones. It was the way he felt things, thought things, and often it got him into trouble. "Celine has mentioned you."

"Really? Well, dinner might not be bad thing then." Adam admitted. The quiet blonde was a good friend and dinner would give them a chance to catch up. He'd have to tell her about it just being a friend thing but he was sure she'd agree to it. She was in love with Cedric who, true to the usual form of most men, was clueless to her or her feelings for the wolfman. Adam thought maybe it was time someone gave him one, specifically a Gamma, like, oh, say…Adam! The girl deserved better than waiting for the wolfman she loved for the rest of her life in hopes he'd notice her! Man so needed to buy a vowel, or several consonates! Hell, If Cedric kept this up, he might need to by a whole word or two, too

But still his eyes strayed out the back window and subconsciously searched for the dark haired beauty in the other van. And prayed she didn't find anyone to hook up with. And deep down he knew one thing, and it was an important thing, too. He was falling for her and he knew if he kept hiding from it, he would lose his chance with her. But that didn't stop him from getting out of the van to rush to get a peek at her. In time to see her talking with two other men, both looking interested in her and she flirting back. He smelled her arousal and stalked off, leaving his family to watch him sadly and wish they could make him happy. But only he could do that…and he wasn't willing to do that. So they let him go to cool off, something they suspected he'd need to do a lot this weekend…what with Dorian clearly working out a three-way with the two men as they spoke now.

But they also knew from the way her eyes watched him leave, with a troubled expression in them, that she was not as immune to their brother as she acted. Then they knew one thing. Those two would find a way to work it out, not this weekend, they were sure of that much, but maybe another time when they were ready to deal with it. It wasn't love but…sometimes a touch of desire did the trick where a larger dose of love couldn't.

Especially when one had enough pride to power a nuclear plant, and the other had enough sexual energy to blow that nuclear plant to smithereens if given half a chance!

If she ever got close enough to do it…that plant wouldn't stand a chance. Yeah, those men thought now. A little dose of her lust with those men might just be enough to spur Adam into admitting his feelings finally. So they happily let her flirt her way into their beds and hoped it would draw Adam closer to being able to tell Dorian what they all already saw in him.

That he was falling for her. In the worst possible way, too. And at the worst possible time.

Then again, ask John or Dean, Winchesters had the worst timing on the planet.

And the worst luck, too. But maybe…just maybe

That woman could fix that for their brother. She was just what the doctor ordered. They thought. Then settled for just bringing in the luggage.

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They got settled rather quickly and then got a bonfire burning. Then got the s'mores makings ready along with the hot dogs and marshmallows. Coolers of beer, soda, and juice packets were taken out and soon they were all out and the music began to play loudly.

Many young wolves danced and others talked. Adam and Celine had taken off to talk earlier, Dorian's eyes following them, even as Alexei kissed along her neck to whisper for them to go somewhere more private. Adam's eyes resolutely had been avoiding hers all night, she'd noticed.

Dante happily flirted with a wolf of his own while Sam and Dean seduced Philippe, which honestly was a no brainer but they did enjoy their seductions so he let them do it. Bobby shared a log with Ellen, and they talked and laughed together. John and Jodi were off somewhere, his sons suspected they were having sex again but said nothing. The human kids ran around with the wolf pups, their wolf kids being called pups, not real dogs. Though there were more than a few of those racing around with the kids, too. Parents watched them play and laughed at their antics, human and wolf playing like every other kid on the planet. And the dogs yipping playfully at their little ones at the same time. So friendly right now but also so willing to rip anything to shreds if it threatened to or actually hurt them. Willing to die for their playmates, those little ones they loved so much! Mutts with no specific breed but with huge hearts full of love and devotion for them; such good dogs they were!

The teen humans found teen wolf girls while one of them found a male wolf teen, and all were talking animatedly while stealing looks like someone was going to kiss soon. They were betting on the one with the boy wolf but one of the ones with a girl wolf were getting close to it. Johann and Clive were working on s'mores with Abe helping them. He smiled easier around them than anyone else but Dean and Sam. His new fathers were just glad that he was enjoying himself. So much happier than he had been.

Most of the night was spent this way, with more than a few couples going into the woods to have sex and other heading up to rooms to do it. Dorian, Lucas, and Alexei leading the way with the wolfmen and Philippe following a close second. Johann and his partner followed. Adam returned with Celine laughing and they headed in but to separate beds, Celine's eyes following Cedric to his room, knowing he had looked right through her when she'd stopped in front of him on the stairs and said, "Hi, Ced. Good night."

He'd just smiled and said goodnight back then just left to get ready for bed. Dejected, she went to her own and shut the door quietly. Then got mad. Stalking out and to his room, knocking on the door. Then without so much as a hello or anything , she kissed him hard and walked away, shutting her door behind her quietly again. Leaving Cedric staring at her while touching his lips in wonder and more than a little desire, too.

Soft moans sounded now and no one was sure who was making what moan so they gave up on figuring it out. Cries of passion and desire, orgasmic sounds filled the air.

And those not doing it, had to admire their stamina. It took stamina to have sex for eight hours straight and still come out looking smug. And not feel in the least bit tired either!

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(In Dante and Philippe's room)

Hours later, Philippe returned to the room looking very tousled and sexually satisfied. But not worn out, Dante noticed and got hard from looking at him. He could take a bit more attention. Dante also thought and smiled, leering at the man as he shut the door behind him.

Philippe smiled in response to his interest, nodding. Pressing himself into the other man and touching him under his night shirt. Both men knew how this worked and smiled wider, kissing softly as they undressed each other and letting their hands wander where they wanted over each other's bodies. Hands and eyes examining the other's asses and dicks and smiling. Liking what they saw, both men licking lips in expectation of what was to come.

Philippe found himself backed onto the bed, smiling up at Dante, waiting to see what he was going to do. Dante reached for a black bag and sat it on the night stand, unzipping it and leaving it open. Then he leaned over and spread Philippe's legs, easing between them as he kissed him. Both men moaning in pleasure at the kiss and the want that spread through them at the simplest of touches.

Dante kissed lower now, suckling the nipples and making his lover moan for more. Working lower and taking him in his mouth, Philippe's head fell back as he suddenly realized the man's reputation was very well earned. Manwhore or not, he knew his way around a dick and was fantastic at sucking one! He fought not to cum but Dante was quickly taking that control away with the swirl of his tongue and the tight sucking of his lips. He looked seductively up at the man and reached for the lube in his discarded pants pocket, lubing up fingers and easing them into Philippe, finding his prostate with expert fingers and then thrusting in, making Philippe cry out instantly.

Dante fucked the man while making sure to pleasure each and every inch of him that he could reach, wanting to please the Latino as much as he could. Soon their movements grew harder, deeper, and much faster until they both came with shouts and then they kissed again, gasping to breathe and smiling. Then he let Philippe suck him hard a couple more times and fucked the man every way he could; both losing control over and over and cumming together every time.

Soon after that, Dante found himself pinned under him and grinned up at Philippe. "You kinky, Dante? You like a little more than vanilla at all? A little leather on your skin?" Philippe asked as he kissed up Dante's thigh. So many things he could see them doing, so many pleasures he wanted to show him now. This gorgeous god of man that lay there and let him touch him in any way he wanted. "I could give you such pleasure if you submit to my every wish, Dante. Just say the word…" Philippe urged as he rolled his balls and Dante's head fell back in pleasure.

"What word?" Dante moaned, hoping he knew just what word he wanted to hear. "Sir."

"Yes, that is the word. Say 'yes' and I will own you tonight." Philippe said and grinned at the 'Sir' he'd just said. Not very submissively but they could work on that…it had been 'Sir' and that's all he wanted to hear. "Safe word is 'Sex'." A leer told him that the man got the joke and he nodded.

"Yes, take me…Master." Dante purred, kneeling now and holding out his wrists.

Philippe grinned again. "You are kinky, I thought so…!" He laughed. "You bring any toys?"

Dante nodded and looked to the black bag which Philippe brought over now and rummaged through. His mouth watered and his dick hardened at the sight of what was in the bag. Toys, cuffs, dildos, and everything he could ever ask for to use on any Sub he'd ever wanted!

"You got any favorites in here?" Philippe asked and Dante nodded again. Then he began holding up stuff to see what they would use. What would please the submissive man before him. Dante's dark eyes looked to the leather cuffs, which Philippe put over his hands and hooked them together. "Front or back?" He asked and Dante answered. "Front, I almost smothered once when some asshole put them behind me. I decided then and there they would never do that again." He laughed at Philippe's look and shrugged. "I fuck a lot and most of it is bondage stuff, and BDSM. I do vanilla but my real pleasure is in the kinky stuff."

"Me, too." Philippe said and he sorted through the toys again. "A Sub can get hurt if the Master doesn't pay attention when he's bound in the back. It's too risky. Now if I'm feeding you or doing that stuff, then back works but for the most part, the front in better and safer." He held up the blindfold and gag that Dante stared with great interest and the man nodded. He looked for a ring or something but only found a leather strap that had been holding the cuffs together. "A ring, is that okay?" He showed him the strap. "Yeah, that would work. And the bullet, on medium or high. Medium works best for me if you want to work me some but high gets us off fast, it's up to you." Dante said and shook his head. "The plug there stretches me best, if you want to do that to ease me open for you. It's up to you, Sir."

Philippe nodded and grabbed the extra lube on the bed and put the toys back in the bag, setting it to the side. Lubing the bullet, he eased Dante's legs up and, once his hole was right there, Philippe pushed the bullet into him gently and got it against his prostate, flipping it to medium. Then he pushed the plug in and worked it until it was comfortable for his lover. The blindfold was fastened on and soon they were ready. Philippe eyed the thick and long dick before him and sighed happily, kissing up the thighs again to take him in his mouth, sucking him as best he could now. Taking his time to get him in his mouth; Dante was not small by any measurement and they both knew it wouldn't be easy fitting it in there. Soon enough, however, he was ready and was sucking him hard, tongue and lips working him to cry out and moan. The bullet making him spin in desire for more, crying out for more, and loving every minute of it.

Philippe drew out the lubed plug and thrust in with himself, going deep and taking his time, pulling out and thrusting in, doing it over and over, deep and hard they moved now. Dante tried to be still but failed to control the smaller movements. The Pheonix was a hot creature and stillness wasn't in his nature, Philippe understood that from their conversations earlier, so he took what he could get. Dante was trying and he wasn't about to discourage the man! He did sigh as he kissed Dante's neck and said, more to himself than anyone else. "If you were my Sub, my real Sub, the pleasure and things we could do together. This is just the tip of what I would do with you…so gorgeous and I wish…wish you could be mine…my Sub…me your Master…" Philippe sighed and started to move faster and then he heard it.

"You mean that?" Dante said quietly, staring up at him in want and confusion. "You'd do all that if I was your Sub?" He did want that stuff, he did but…not to be kept forever or married or anything. But the Sub part, he did like that.

"Yes, I would." Philippe stilled his thrusts and said seriously. "I'd take care of you."

"Don't need taken care of, don't want owned like a pleasure slut either. I want to please a Master but not lose my freedom either. I like sex and often it is with others, many others…you do, too. I don't want that to change! I am a manwhore but…I want a Master who lets me be myself and doesn't want some weak thing that kneels at his feet every chance he gets. I'm stronger than that, I will bend but…most men who want to be Masters, well, they want to break me and that is not going to happen with me!" Dante said and shrugged. "I switch and I dominate, too. Not always a Sub. Won't let anyone make me be just a Sub either. If one Masters me, he has to accept that, too. I will give my submission and Will to you but you have to respect who I am, too. Don't make me into who you want me to be but…" He looked away sadly now. "Take me as I am and work with that, or let me go. I am not a weak slave! I will not be some pansy thing that acts terrified to move wrong around you. But I will do what you say, I will take every order and do my best to please you, and I will make you happy. But if you hurt me, punish me too harshly, and my powers? They will come out and they will burn your ass to a pile of ash. No one hurts me, no one! You do not get to make me feel less of a man because I submit to you! I will kill you if you try it! But I want to try to be your Sub, if you can accept these conditions."

"I'm gone a lot on missions, and am never home. I don't want a weak thing, I don't want the usual submissive. I want a strong man willing to bend to my Will but not let me break him. That isn't going to bow and whimper at my feet. I won't punish harshly nor will I do any of those things you said you won't do. No one has a right to do that to anyone! Subs can be as strong as their Masters, submitting doesn't change that. At least it shouldn't." Philippe agreed. "I want you as you are, Dante. To give you pleasure and to see you submit to me doing it for you. I know you have powers and I won't push them. I fuck around, too. Apart, we'll fuck around as much as we like; use condoms though. We can tell each other all the details of our conquests and fuck each other out of being turned on by that. That turns me on, too. The thought of my lover with someone else excites me. I would watch you or want to hear you tell me it. Bet you are so hot fucking others, Dante!" Philippe grinned and laughed. "You are perfect the way you are. A man or Master would be a fool to try to change you!"

"I'm still your boss along with Bobby, you my soldier. Our Master/Slave thing is not allowed to get mixed with that! You will do missions, and I will send you on them. But when you come home, I will be yours, your Sub and you my Master still. It's no one's business what our relationship is to each other after this. This is ours, not theirs! I am the only Pheonix in existence. Part man and part deity, all power and not to be messed with. I am Immortal and I will live on after many of my loved ones have died. That is my curse, I get that. My family, the wolves and Dhampyre, Bobby and them? They are fairly immortal, too. As long as no one gets close enough with the silver and stuff, they will live forever, too. We are unusual but…if you want us, we'll be your family. I'll be your Sub and you will be my Master. If you understand we cannot always be together… and we can fuck whoever we want still but be sure to be honest with each other about who and what we did with them."

"I want that. I want you to be mine. My Sub. I your Master." Philippe said and nodded. "Can I…collar you?" He bit a lip nervously. "You can wear it under your shirt…" He said quietly and didn't dare look up.

"In the bag, sexy Master." Dante teased and Philippe looked in it.

"The big black velvet box, the long one." Dante hinted. "Never worn it before. Never had anyone that made me want to."

Philippe found the box and then opened it, gasping in surprise. It was a collar, and not just any collar! The most expensive damn collar he'd ever seen! It was braided silver and gold with tiny silver hooks on the sides that folded down. It had a long chain thing that lengthened or shortened by a clasp in the back. It was embedded with diamonds and rubies, small ones but frikking beautiful ones!, at each end of each link. A diamond on one end of each one and a ruby at the other. Dozens of them! Fuck, this was a really really expensive collar! "Wow!" Philippe said speechless.

"Dorian gave it to me last Christmas. Said to save it for the right guy or girl." Dante said smiling. "She's rich, too. Not a billionaire like me but damn close."

"She meant for you to wear it for her?" Philippe said jealously.

"No, it was a gift for me to use later once I found a Master I lo…wanted enough to wear for them." Dante chuckled. "Dorian said every man should have their own collar just in case they found the right Master. It's our right to have one."

"She's not wrong." Philippe laughed and nodded. "Come here, baby."

Dante worked off the man and came to kneel in front of him, offering his neck and gazing up at him serious eyes awaiting the collar. "I am yours, all yours, if you want me. Even when we're with others, we'll still belong with each other. I'll be a good Sub for you, Sir." He smiled again. "I will love you eventually."

"I will love you, too." Philippe agreed. "Not exclusive though? Others mean nothing next to what this collar represents." Dante nodded and waited.

"Not exclusive but…no other Subs but me, okay? No other Masters for me but you either. All others are fair game for sex." Dante compromised and Philippe nodded.

"Sex is fine but the Sub/Master thing? That is just us. I agree with you there. I'll be your Master, Dante." Philippe sighed and put it on him now, screwing it on him to lock it in place. "This does not come off."

"No, it doesn't." Dante agreed and bowed his head now then asked. "Where do you live? Between missions I mean." How far did they live apart? He wondered and waited.

"Nowhere. I stay with the others at times. We stay too busy to find my own place, I never have the time." Philippe admitted and Dante sighed.

"Live with me then." Dante said and looked away embarrassed. "I got a loft and…a bed to share." He looked at him worried, rushing to ease his mind. "Not to…not to be your…well, maybe…um, what are we outside of the Submission stuff?"

"Well, if I lived with you…we could be…boyfriends or lovers. We'd still be free to be with others, right? Not a possessive or 'I'm only yours' thing, right? If I moved in?" Philippe asked and thought that having two commit-phobic men working out this issue was like working out a contract, damn this was complex!

"No, not possessive and you won't be just mine." Dante chuckled and they both relaxed now. "Feel free to fuck around. Hell, a threesome or foursome could be fun, too." He eyed the sexy man and licked a lip. "I love lots of people in my bed. But you would be the most important, always will be. Them I'd live without, but you, I couldn't. They will leave but, Phil, you have to stay!"

"I'll stay. I'll move in with you. After this mission I go on Monday after next is over, I'll be on your doorstep with my duffels. So, Boyfriends or lovers?" Philippe asked with a teasing look and easy smile now.

"Both. My boyfriend, my lover, and most importantly of all, my beloved Master. If you want the job, that is. We may hit a few bumps, what with us being afraid of commitment and new to this relationship stuff, but I'll keep trying to make us work as long as you are willing to try with me. I'll stick with you and fight with you, and I'd die with you. I'll yell and I'll need space, and so will you but …we don't let go of this thing we got. It's not love, I'm not stupid enough to think that. But it is strong and it feels important. And it feels like I need this in my life now. I need you in my life! I may be falling in love, I don't know. I've never actually been in love so I can't be sure. But, I want you, Philippe. I want you to keep me and not leave me, to try to make us work. And maybe…someday…love me." Dante hung his head. "We'd swing of course. Sex is too good not to fuck others, too."

"I want that with you, too, baby." Philippe agreed. "Let's do this, okay? I'll fight hard to make us work, Dante. You're worth fighting for. And so are we. I don't love you, we both know that. I am infatuated, I desire you but…someday…I'll love you. I won't leave you now, Dante."

"I have only wanted one person in my bed when I woke up and never wanted them to leave…and that is you, Phil. This is a big step for me, and I think it is for you, too. You go on missions and someday it might kill you. You deserve to have someone mourn you, to visit your grave and say, "I loved that man. He was my life." And cry for you. Not just, "He was in my unit, a good man." Or "He went down fighting"! You deserve someone to kiss you hello when you come home and give you a reason to come home. You are worth more than killing things and stopping crap. You are worth loving and keeping, and holding tight to when you break or when you aren't always in control. Worth all the things that others get and you thought you didn't. I know this because I am worth them and I deserve them, too. I can give it to you and you can give it to me. All of it! If we are willing to try…I'm willing to try." Dante shrugged. "It won't be easy and I can't promise either of us won't run from it at times but we have to keep trying…or we just fail and fuck up what is probably the best thing we've ever had a chance at. I don't want to fuck it up. Do you?" Dante asked and waited. Hoping they could do this and do it right. Commitment scared the crap out of him but losing this with Philippe, it scared him more.

Dante was falling in love but he wasn't ready to be in love yet. That would happen in time, once they got to know each other better. He just wanted a chance to try. This was a big step for them both but together, they could make it. He was sure of it!

"No, I don't want to fuck it up and I want this with you, too. I am willing to try." Philippe said then added. "But you're wrong on one point."

"Which one?" Dante asked curious.

"I will never leave you or run from this relationship with you." Philippe said and smiled, pulling Dante to lie on the bed and kissing down his body. "I'm yours if you want me, too."

"I want you. I want you so badly!" Dante said and cried out in pleasure as he sucked him now. He lay back and waited for his new Master to decide what he wanted him to do. Submission slipped into him and filled him again and he let it. But missed the love that slipped in, too. And as his Master cuffed him to the headboard and put the blindfold and gag back in, he sighed in contentment. And when his Master said to be still as he could and let him decide how the rest of the night went, Dante nodded.

And when his Master thrust into him once more and fucked him, fucking him for hours with the leather around his dick to hold his orgasms at bay until his Master let him cum, his world spun and spun, until it became smaller and focused on one thing, one man…

And came hard when told to and the string was removed, and felt the rest of his Will and heart surrender to Philippe in that moment. Love settled in his heart but he didn't know it. He only knew that as they fucked again and he gave himself to sucking his Master and drinking his cum as commanded, every order a symphony that made his pleasure and bliss fill him, that he'd finally found the one thing he been searching for all his life…

The one thing he couldn't live without. And had to have or die trying to get and keep it.

Love. And Philippe.

Bobby would have been proud of him in those moments.

Even as his son fell slowly in love with every kiss and touch, every order and bit of bondage he now felt his Master do to him or give to him. All these things were new to him, to both of them.

But they both damn sure wanted to keep them and each other, knowing this was their chance at happiness and things they never dared to hope to have for themselves. Grabbing that chance even as his Master grasped his dick and ordered him to cum as he filled him once again, Dante knew this was it.

And knew his father would be laughing at him now. He'd once said he'd never want this, never fall in love. But yet…

He already had by the time his Master uncuffed him and they cuddled, also a thing he'd never thought he'd do, whispering he'd done good and his Master was pleased so he should sleep. Dante breathing his Master's scent in and finding peace from it as it filled him. Owned, possessed, and kept. Dante was all three now. But now he only lacked the last thing.

He only needed to be loved now but he was sure they 'd get around to it. After getting to know each other and lots more sex though, they should really explore those options, he thought happily. So much sex and so much more of his Latin lover to learn about.

He was looking forward to that part. He sure was!

(In Dorian's room)

She rode Alexei, her body full of lust and want, his dick sliding into her as she moaned, and Lucas fucked her ass at the same time and she cried out for more. Both men eagerly giving it to her and fucking her until they all came screaming and grasping at each other, then switching places.

And she sucked and worked them both hard again with hands and mouth, sighing happily as they moaned above her and told her she was fantastic at that! And then she rode Lucas and nearly fainted in pleasure as Alexei's thick dick took her ass hard, sliding in easily.

"More, feel so good, please!" she begged and they moved, and bit and sucked her neck and breasts, as hands worked her nub and ecstasy shot through her. Then they fucked her the rest of the night, orgasms and took her deeper and harder than she remembered ever being taken before. Spinning in pleasure and need for them both to fill her. Then sucking them and drinking their cum as they worked her below until she came with them and then…well, they did it all again and she had to wonder where these guys came from and how she could get them to come home and pleasure her for the rest of her life!

Fuck the supernatural ones! Give her soldiers like these and she would never leave the bed or them alone!

Adam stood outside her door and seethed now. Her cries of pleasure infuriating him. He didn't own her, hell, he hadn't even told her he liked her, granted he hadn't been given a chance to before they had their 'discussion', but he hadn't been ready to admit it was more yet. To himself sure but not to her, Not after her letting it go and saying it would never be, and then they'd agreed to let their attraction go, to just work together, so why was he so pissed! He chewed himself out now. He should tell her, sometime this weekend or…maybe later. He hung his head and shook with rage, wanting to bust into the room and kill them both for fucking her but knew better. She was not like that. She hated possessiveness and jealousy and it was his own damn fault for not asking her out sooner. So he walked to his room again and shut the door, after staring after her for what seemed like hours but was really just minutes.

If he wanted to avoid this next time, he'd have to tell her and see if she wanted loved him, too, work rules be damned! They were right, damn family! He would say something soon; he made up his mind now. Then maybe…just maybe…she'd let him try to woo her and get her to be his Mate. He'd wait for her, like he always had. A Mate, he wanted to offer them more than safety, more than security, and more than ownership! He want to offer them him. His body, his heart, and most of all, his love. These were the things he wanted to give her and he hoped he wasn't too late to give them to her after this.

And still he walked across the hall, entered her room, and watched her cum once more as they both fucked her hard. And when she looked in surprise at him standing there, he could only say one thing.

"I'm in love with you, Dorian." Adam blurted out with a confused and vulnerable expression, his hazel eyes never leaving hers. "I want you for my Mate and I'll wait as long as it takes and do whatever it takes to make you mine." And with that he left and went to his own room. Not sure if he'd done the right thing but at least she knew it now. He'd just have to see if she would take the initiative or throw it back in his face. In the morning, they'd see.

And he hoped she didn't laugh at him. He'd never felt this way before and it was scary for him. But her not knowing and being right there at arm's length was killing him! He wanted her and he needed her but… the time for waiting was done. He was done being a coward and standing back trying to talk himself out of being with her. So she didn't love him back, at least he wasn't alone in this anymore.

Although, he also knew that it may not make any difference between them. And that …that little fact…

Was enough to break his heart by just thinking it.

The rest of couples made love as well, their cries joining the others' cries as well.

And as the whip left a lingering line on Sam's ass, Dean had to grin. "Welcome home, Sammy. I missed this place!" and then whipped him again, making sure to hit his thighs this time. And when Sam gave his sexiest moan, Dean nearly took him then but fought it, so he could whip him more. Then licked the blood from his skin as they made love. Then Sam could do the same for him, it was only fair really and Sam being the unselfish Master he could be, most definitely did just that, turning Dean into his perfect slave and fucking him deep, giving him pain and pleasure in equal portions, just as Dean had given him these things as well.

Bobby and Ellen cuddled after their sex and smiled at the sounds in the air. "Noisy house." He commented with a chuckle and heard a familiar one. "That was Dante, I'm sure of it. Philippe is working him good tonight."

And a harsh moan sounded and they laughed. "John."

And spent the rest of the night identifying who made what sex sound until they made love again and added their own to them once more.

Yes, they may all be fucking and pleasing each other, even the soldiers and the men they had brought with them but it still felt like Home to their family. And it was truly a perfect night for all then.

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

Then next morning, Dante lay there, thinking. "You got any plans today, Phil?" Dante said and playfully tweaked his lover's nipple.

"Sort of. Got a threesome with your cousins today and that's about it. You?" Phil asked and tweaked Dante's back. Dante groaned but kissed his neck anyway. Then he added. "Oh, got some errands in town, too." Primarily getting some necklaces for them arranged via his jeweler in New York he used. Something from him to show Dante how he felt about him. Not at expensive as the collar he now wore but then again, he knew Dante would love them once he got them ready for him.

"Yes, I'm spending some time with Abe, probably hiking or fishing. Trying to get him to talk to me and open up about his life before." Dante said and frowned, his dark hair tousled and lips puffy from kissing and sucking his lover. "He's been through so much, baby. I need to reach him, offer him a shoulder or ear to listen, even if he says nothing. He's my cousin and I want to help him." Dante smile and offered. "You want to go hiking and explore the Packlands with me later? A date with me?"

He was sure his Master would like this plan.

"I'd love to." Philippe agreed, a sexy smile on his face and then gave the pheonix a kiss that made Dante's head spin and made his body tingle from it. "Mine!"

"Yours!" Dante agreed then added. "I got a sex thing with some wolves later but…that isn't until after supper."

"Sounds fun, enjoy it. I hear wolves have stamina." Philippe agreed chuckling, knowing Dante definitely would enjoy it! "Um, you ever consider sex with them? Your cousins…they aren't related to you so…"

"Not really but…would you like me to think about it? Do it with you and them?" Dante asked and Philippe hesitated, trying to figure out how to phrase as not being an order but as a suggestion.

"Yes, but it's up to you. This is not an order. I just would like a foursome with them, us fucking them and them fucking us…you might like it, Dante." Philippe said and sighed, awaiting his lover's reply.

"Sure, bring it up with them. See if they like the idea. If they do, I'll join you sometime before we leave. If not, that's okay, too." Dante shrugged. "They won't hate me for it; so either way, I'm good."

"I'll do that today then." Philippe said and they nodded in agreement, getting up now. "Come on, sexy slave! We got a day to start and a shower to take." Dante laughed as they headed into the bathroom. Then they washed each other and sucked each other until each had drank the other and then dried off, and dressed. "Dante?" He said as Dante went to go out the door.

"Yeah?" Dante asked and smiled at the soft look on his Master's face.

"I…like you a lot, too." Philippe admitted. "A whole lot."

"I like you a lot, too." Dante said happily and added, "A whole lot as well." He smiled and left with a "See you downstairs, Phil."

Philippe watched the door for a minute then whispered. "I love you, too, Dante." And knew it was true. But that it was too soon for Dante to say it back, even though he clearly was feeling it. He'd wait and be there, and when he said it…he'd have some more jewelry for him. A gold ring. A sign he was taken now. But he'd share, just as Philippe would. But not their hearts or submission, or their dominance. Those things belonged to just them and no one else. And it would stay that way if Philippe had any say in it!

Dante may be a billionaire but he didn't want Dante's money or anything like that. He just wanted him to be his Sub and lover, and boyfriend, and those things that meant more than any cash or jeweled collar, even though he wished he'd had enough to get his own collar for him. That collar was his lover's and marked Dante as Philippe's and that's all that really counted; expensive, jeweled, or otherwise! That collar would stay on him and Philippe would be his Master. Dante his Sub. But not ruled or forced to fully submit. Dante wasn't that kind of man or Sub so Philippe would take what he could get. Since after last night, he knew that what he could get was a hell of a lot more than anyone had ever had or would ever have of Dante. And that meant something in Philippe's book. It meant everything to him.

Then he wondered if Dante wouldn't mind meeting his family now. His Abuelita would love the man! She was always saying Phil needed a good man in his life and now he had one. He came from a big family, even though his job and life were a secret and kept him away for months on end, and maybe now was the time to call them; tell them about Dante and how much he loved him. They didn't need to know he was his Sub or what their true jobs were for the government. The less the families knew the better off they were. The less of a target they were and the safer they were. But Dante was the one man he didn't have to worry about his enemies taking from him. He was strong enough to fight for himself, kill for himself, and, damn straight, he'd mow anyone down who tried to hurt him and turn them to fine ash first! Yes, Philippe thought and smiled. He may not be meek or submissive enough but he was strong, fiery, and powerful. And Immortal. He wouldn't die on him. But he'd die on Dante…leave him like he'd promised not to.

Dante had said that Dean and them were fairly Immortal, right? Being wolves and all. Maybe he'd consider…if the time came and Dante loved him back of course…he'd become like them. A wolf. A bite should do it and he'd be like them but that was good though…Dante liked wolves and he'd like him as one. He'd love him enough to do the bonding ceremony with him, swinging as a couple sexually, but loving only each other….he wanted that. He wanted Dante as his that way.

And he prayed he lived long enough to have that. His life was not an easy one but…having Dante would make it easier now.

And that was more than worth the turning furry once month with teeth like steak knives!

Xxxxxxxxxxx

The boys watched as Dante and Abe took to the woods and Philippe drove out with a wolf in the passenger side. Dorian sat staring into her coffee as Adam found something very interesting over by the wall to stare at. The kids and pups ran everywhere, playing tag. And John and Jodi were going over wedding stuff with Bobby and Ellen, with Jo and Missouri, and Rufus helping with the arrangements for their wedding.

"It's nice to be home, Dean." Sam said laying his head on his shoulder and sighing. "He is healed outside but still so broken inside. I love him. Our son."

"Dorian said to give him time. And there is that shrink in town, she can help him. She is a shaman after all and won't freak about us or him being wolves. And there is that center in town. They have that group therapy thing for rape survivors. I already called them and they meet every Thursday at eight'o'clock."

"Good, now we should just let Dante and Dorian get close to him, give him a support system besides us. No one tells their father everything so…maybe he'll talk to him or her if he decides to not to talk to us. They don't have to tell us what he says but it would help him to open up more. Oh, we need to get him registered for school soon, get supplies for him. School clothes, too. Bobby said the papers for him would be ready by Friday so…we can register by the next Monday. I hope he handles it. A wolf in school with humans can be hard for the first time. The other wolf teens should be a help there. There are close to twelve in the school there to hang out with and protect him if needed." Dean said and sipped his coffee. "Dante fucked Philippe last night. I smelled them on each other this morning." He laughed. "Didn't take a genius to see the sparks between them, Dorian said so. He hit on him as soon as they got in the van." Dean shook his head and smiled now. "He'd be a good mate for him if Dante could fall for him, you know. They have the same sexual preferences, mating wouldn't change that. Mated or not, they will fuck a swath through the Pack. And outside near wherever they live."

"He's homeless." Sam said and shrugged. "Lucas said so at breakfast. Philippe has no home. He stays with them between hunts but never moves in. Says he hasn't found the right home yet and, that with his job, there's no point in having one."

"Dante should give him one." Dean said and smiled as Philippe pulled in a few minutes later and looked to the woods with longing. "Philippe likes him, I can tell."

"Yes, he does." Sam said and sipped his coffee as well, the cream settling on his upper lip and Dean licking and kissing it off for him before pulling him in for a kiss of their own. "I love you, Sam."

"Love you, too, Dean." Sam said back and resumed watching the others.

"I love Abe, too. He's our son now. We will be good fathers here, right?" Dean said and looked worried. "He's been messed up enough. I don't want to make it worse."

"You won't. We just need to love and support him, show him we love him as our boy; no matter what his past was like. He needs that and we can do this." Sam reassured him. And when Dante came out with Abe, he shot them a look and they nodded. He'd talked to him and he'd tell them later what he'd said. The boy had agreed they could know or Dante wouldn't have agreed to it. They were sure of it.

Now they could know the damage and figure out how to fix it. And give that boy all their love they could in the process. Sub and gay were good things, too. Sam was and so were many of the wolves and others they knew. There was no shame in it and they would show him that. And someday see him become a good man that fit his name, like the boy's real father had always wanted him to.

Besides there were worse people to be like than Abraham Lincoln! They thought and sighed. A good man; a good name. And a good boy who wanted to be like that man. Yeah, he was going to be fine.

He was their son now and they would make sure of it.

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Now they sat in the boy's room and listened, being carefully gentle and letting him speak at his own pace.

"First, I want to say I am fine. I am having nightmares and terrors but the pills help with those. I do think of sex all the time and crave it, I won't lie about that. But I won't give into it yet either. It's not wrong so that's not why. I want to erase the memory of what they did to me but I can't, but I can let my body learn to feel a different way and still like sex and men. When I'm ready, of course." He smiled gently at his Dads now. "I won't mess around at school. I just want to be a real kid for once in America. Learn a trade, go to college, find a good Man and master someday. But for now, I got a Pack and a family; both are things I've never had before! So don't worry, I want this to work just as much as you do."

"I was born to an exiled wolf and his mate. They were driven away when another wolf took over their Pack and nearly killed them. We moved to a village far from there and were happy. I had friends and so did my folks. Until evil men came and killed my Mom and half the village, looking for rebels hiding there which there weren't any but they didn't care. They killed them anyway. Dad carried me away crying as my mother screamed. We ended up in another village and he said there was another Pack a few miles away and we might be allowed to join them. I was happy about that. But not for long." He said and cried but spoke again soon after he wiped his eyes.

"Then a man came to our village, a wolf. He was the alpha that had nearly killed him before. He found my father and…finished the job, as you would say here in America. I hid in the marsh behind the house, disguising my scent like Dad had said to. Then came back after the man left smiling. He was proud he'd hunted us down and I hated him for that!" The boy sighed and hung his head thinking. "I got there in time to hold him, trying to help. But he said not to, there was nothing I could do. He told me about Abraham Lincoln one more time and how he was such a great man and why. Then he made me promise to try to be like him when I grew up and not let hatred rule me for the things others did to me and my family. I promised it, even though at the time, it was a lie to help him die peacefully. But I eventually did want to try to keep the promise."

"A woman who lived nearby found me and got me out, took me in as her nephew, and lied about my past. She told me later she knew my father was a wolf and I was, too. But said that it didn't matter. She wanted to take care of me and love me as her son. I agreed and we were happy. But then the bad men came again, just like they always had in the past, right when I was so happy again..." He hesitated here and their hearts broke for him. "They killed her when she tried to help me run away. They came with trucks and there were shots, so many shots and screams! They were killing the older ones and leaving us unprotected. Then they loaded the women into one truck and the man that killed her, he said I was pretty and made me get in the truck with them. The kids were in the other one."

He stopped here and sighed, minutes passed as he stared at the floor now and they knew this was the important part. With obvious pain and grief, he spoke again. "They put the women into rooms and several men went in with them into each room. They soon began to cry and scream then they got quiet and sobbed. Then some moaned and I knew then what they were doing. The women were being taken by the men, I heard them talking to them like putas and the things they said sickened me. The women. Some cried and others broke to it. I was taken to a room, the one you found me in."

"They undressed me and chained me, gave me a bare bed to lay on. Then they …bound my hands to the wall and pinned my legs. They did things to my body and, despite my best efforts not to give in, I got hard and came. I am ashamed to say." Abe cried now and Dean rocked his son.

"You don't have to finish…you can stop for now if it hurts too much." Dean offered, wanting to end the boy's tears and hurting. "It's okay now, you're safe here."

"No, I want to finish." Abe said squaring his jaw. "I told Dante already and he said it would get easier to deal with if I talked about it more!"

"Okay, go on then. But stop whenever you want." Dean said and the boy nodded.

"They began to touch me and I felt things in me, and I tried to fight it. But I couldn't. Then one lifted me and put me on my stomach. He pulled my bottom up and worked into me, and it hurt. He was the man who'd said I was pretty, I saw him." Abe said and cried but spoke anyway. "He took me for hours and, somewhere along the way, it stopped hurting and I went numb. My mind was not there, it was with my papa and mama, and my keeper, as you called her. They were holding me and saying be strong, I would be free someday. To not let them break me, that I was Wolf and that was power and that was more strength than even the man taking me could ever have and only I could give that power up to them and I shouldn't and I didn't want to. I needed it to live. Not for myself but for those I'd lost that wanted me to."

"I felt him stop and something warm filled me. Then he put that thing on me, the collar. Said I was his and would serve him now. I didn't understand this then but I learned to. I learned to suck dick and fuck him, he'd take me for hours and soon…my mind stopped going away. I was there and it began to feel…good. I began to respond more and release when he took me. At first I didn't want to but eventually I did. My Will, it broke and my strength, and all my promises I made to my father and them, they fled from me. I was there a year and a half, Dad. As a whore and Submissive, as you call it. " Abe said and cried more, not speaking for nearly an hour. "I was given to others then and it didn't feel the same as when my Master, he was my Master by then, did them with me. Some said it wouldn't hurt, would feel good, and it didn't. My body came and my mouth sucked them but it hurt inside my head and heart. Others hurt me, beat me, and said I should learn to like pain, but I didn't then but did soon after. Pain so intense I screamed from it. Pain that became pleasure later to me. It made my head spin and my body craved it, just as much as it craved their touches and fucking it. I liked it but I hated it too. I was a whore; you can say it." He looked away in shame and Dean and Sam hugged him more.

"No, not a whore! Abused and turned Sub. That is what Submissives feel and that's what you were. Not a whore; never that." Sam said then added. "I'm a Submissive, I should know."

"So I'm not a whore to be submissive, to want others to control me and have it make me feel good?" Abe asked. "They said I was."

"No, they were jerks who didn't know how to treat a Sub right. Humiliation and the silver nitrate injections let them control you better; that's why they said it." Dean said. "Bad Dominants do it here in America, too."

"Oh, good. I want that then. The good Submission I felt, not the bad stuff; not the humiliation and that." Abe said and smiled softly but went on. "Time passed and it got easier to adjust to. Even when they beat me, I craved their dicks taking me. I loved bowing at their feet and serving them. I loved their faces when they were pleased with me and did my best to ensure those looks, whatever it took, I'd do it. But then my Master, he…sold me." He got quiet now.

Dean looked shocked. A Dom sold his Sub, like a Slave in a market? Dom's don't sell them, they keep them! Submissives were special, not like Slaves at all…

"My new Master was less kind. He was not gentle. He was rough and took me too hard. It hurt now and I bled more, and the more he took me, the more I broke. The more my wolf tried to get out to protect me. And just when it was almost out, you came…you soothed me like a wolf and it responded to that. You did not want to fuck me. You had no urge to use me in any way. You just smelled of concern and safety and I needed those things so badly! And you carried me out and I felt something else. You were a good Wolf, like my father. So…I chose you for my Dad. As far as a Master, I know I need one someday, I am a submissive and that is my way now. But I can wait and you will be my examples of what a Dom is and I will look for one like you. I want to be a good son to you but…it's hard being part of a Pack. I never had one and they confuse me. They are nice to me but…I have urges."

"What urges?" Dean asked and the boy kept looking down.

"For…sex." Abe said. "I want it but I know…"

"If you want sex, ask. Some pup might say yes and show you kindness with it. But I'd rather you waited but it's not wrong. It's not dirty and, if you do it, you are not a whore. You are just a boy that wants to have sex. What they did was rape, you don't do that to someone. But there are good ways and others will eventually teach you that. Let them and be kind to them. Never treat others the way your Master and those men treated you. Be good to them. Loving to them." Dean said and soothed him again. "Use your heart and not the memories to judge that much. But not at school, they will see you as one and treat you that way, even though you aren't. Humans can be cruel about that. Find a nice wolf or other person to be with, that is willing to be with you. Be careful with the kinky stuff. We'll supervise if you need that or another wolf can do it. To ensure you're safe when you do it."

"Oh, I will do that then." Abe said then asked. "You won't hate me or be disappointed if I do these things? Sex, I mean."

"Only do them if they are needs for your body. Not to prove that's all you're good for or because you feel like being dirty or something. You aren't bad and sex isn't about that. If you need it for satisfaction, you can touch yourself, too. I know Masters say not to but you don't have one and there is no master to help you release, so go ahead and do it privately here. It's okay for it to feel good, son. To submit and feel good about it. But don't choose a Master yet, okay? Be a normal kid for a while and be happy first in your own skin. Like yourself before you let anyone touch you in any Dominant way. It will take work but if you need to talk to a Dom or Sub about anything sexual, don't be afraid to ask us. We won't judge you but we will advise you on the best decisions you need to make. We'll love you no matter what and will be honest with you." Dean said and hugged the boy who smiled up at him so widely that Dean had to smile back. "You are a good boy and you'll be a good man. Never doubt that, son."

"I won't." Abe said and hugged Sam and Dante as well. Whispering in Dante's ear. "You should tell them too. It will make you feel better. It did me. You were right, Uncle Dante…let them help you, too." Then he left with a knowing smile and they looked at Dante waiting.

"Spill it, Cuz. The kid done outed you. Speak, puppy!" Sam teased and Dante chuckled and shook his head.

"Fine, if you must know. I became Philippe's Submissive last night, collar and all. The one Dorian gave me last Christmas. And I asked him to move in with me, and be my Master for good. We still like sex with others but we like each other more. So we fuck them but lo….like each other."

Dean caught his slip up though and pounced on it. Dante caught his look and blushed. "You were going to say love, weren't you? Just now, admit it!" He smiled as Dante nodded.

"We swing though and I don't submit fully but he seems okay with that." Dante admitted. "I'm falling in love but not there yet. Don't rush me here. I took a big step last night, don't be dicks and make me regret telling you!" He smiled anyway as his eyes were drawn across the room as Philippe walked in, his eyes locked on Dante's as well as he went to get the food for the cook out for John from the kitchen.

"Yeah, not in love…uh huh. Nope, don't see that at all." Sam teased and Dante paid no attention. His eyes not looking away until Philippe was out the door again. "Not in love, nope!"

"Well, maybe a little." Dante admitted and at their sarcastic looks he nodded in surrender. "Fine, all the way and 'hearts and flowers' kind of love! You happy now?"

"Are you?" Dean asked and Dante nodded, shy all of a sudden.

"Yes, very much. I can be me, be with others. He doesn't judge me and we…just fit." Dante said and sighed. "I love him. Wow, that was quick."

"It happens that way. It did with Sam at least." Dean said and motioned outside. "With Dad and Jodi, too. No shame in loving someone, Dante. The only shame is letting your pride get in the way." Dean teased. "Can we see the collar?" They looked hard at his neck and Dante undid his shirt and showed it. Their eyes got wide and they gasped, unable to speak for a bit. Licking lips as the diamonds caught their eyes. Then they said, "Fuck me! That is one….yeah, now that's a collar!"

"You saw it before." Dante said.

"No, we didn't." Dean reminded him. "You shoved it in your pocket as soon as you looked in the box, remember?! That has to be worth, wow, thousands!"

"2.5 Million but who's counting?" Dante said smirking.

"Million!" Dean gasped.

"It's insured, don't worry." Dante reassured them. "I hide it so no one will see it yet."

"Um, yeah. That was my concern here. Uh huh. Money is the least of the worries, Cuz!" Sam scolded. "You could get killed for that collar!"

"No, I won't." Dante said and they saw he had a point there. "It's my collar and I want to wear it!"

"Um, okay." Dean said and smiled. "Just don't flash it too much. I don't want you hurt."

"It's a collar and others will see it eventually." Dante said in annoyance. And saw his Master approaching now. The others saw him and motioned him closer. "They think I'm not safe with the collar! Yeah, they guessed it and I told them. Sorry."

"We'll be okay. No one will mess with him for the collar." Philippe said calmly, "I'll kill them first."

"Oh, well, then okay." Sam said nervously as he did the eye communication thing with Dean again. They hated that and those two knew it!

"Um, use words, you two! Stop the eye thing." Dante scolded them. "We've discussed this. It's like finger pointing and whispering."

"We were just saying that if you are serious and you tell him what you told us…we'd do that ceremony thing before you left next week…maybe tonight at the bonfire in front of the Pack and all, too…" Dean said and had the Grace to blush.

"What did you tell them?" Philippe asked confused.

"I said I was…damn, too soon but …come here please?" Dante patted the seat by him. Philippe joined them and so did Bobby and John and the others. "I said, and I thank the audience for joining us, I might add…I said I was in love with you." He hesitated then looked over at his lover cautiously. He saw the happiest look and smile he'd ever seen on a single person's face in his life and he was frozen by that look.

"I love you, too!" Philippe said softly and hugged him. "I have been since the van, if I had to think about it. You are so…everything I've ever wanted and I don't want to change you ever. I meant it about the swinging thing. The rest is all us."

"So the ceremony?" Dean prompted, hoping to get them to do it before they changed their minds. Two manwhores agreeing to marry each other. Yeah, he just saw a pig fly by the window! Dean thought and chuckled. On the plus side, Hell must be close to 20 degrees below zero by now!

"We'll do it tonight. And then a foursome with you two." Philippe spoke up. "We sort of discussed it earlier….in the room. Dante isn't against it but…he thought you might…disagree. Can we do that? Or did I speak out of turn here?" He looked between them worried. "It shouldn't change your relationships but…you can say no." He waited and got nothing. Then sighed. "Fine, forget I suggested it!" He eyed them offended. "You could have just said no!" Glaring at them, he said. "The sex would have been mind-blowing, just so you know!"

He went to pull Dante up with him and leave but a hand reached for him, stopping him. It was Bobby. "They aren't saying no, son. I think they're in shock and speechless. Give them a minute, will you?" He hugged him anyway. "Be good to my son, and welcome to the family." He grinned proudly. "Should have known it would take another manwhore like yourself to tame you, but damn! I wanted those grandkids."

Dante and he smiled fondly at each other anyway.

"And I want bit." Philippe said firmly. "I don't want to die on him and he says you are fairly Immortal. Make me like you, let me join your Pack and be with him. That's all I want."

Again silence reigned and he got annoyed again. "Okay, shock is getting old here. Speak up, say something!" He shouted.

"Yes." Dean said softly, not believing he was agreeing to this but…well, it wasn't unacceptable.

"To both." Sam emphasized. "We'll do both tonight at the ceremony then sex later. If you're okay with that, Dante?""

"I, uh, well, are you sure?" Dante asked, surprised they'd agreed to it at all. "Baby, you don't have to be bitten! I can handle…" Philippe put a finger to his lips and shushed him.

"I want this. I want you." Philippe said softly. "As Master in this relationship, I say we're doing this. So shush."

Dante stilled, shook his head, then nodded. "Okay, sir."

"I love you and I want a lifetime with you. A really long one." Philippe said sitting to face him now. "I want to be your Mate and not die on you. I know you can't die on me and I love that part but I can die you. I said I wouldn't leave you and, if I die, it counts as leaving you in my book. I won't allow that so be quiet and let me give you everything you've ever wanted, okay? You want this! I know you do." He sighed then said, "Don't go all obedient on me now! Say yes or now if you'll allow this for me; for us."

"Yes." Dante said and added, "If you're sure."

"I'm sure." Philippe said and nodded. "I'm yours. And I intend to stay that way now."

He held out a box to him and Dante looked curiously at it. "Open it up, silly. It won't bite you." Philippe urged and Dante did.

It was two gold wedding bands with a small diamond in each. Sized to fit them both. "Marry me?" Philippe asked and Dante stared at them.

"Yes…" Dante said hoarsely. All he wanted. A man to love him and accept him as he is. To not want his money at all but just him. To be free to pursue sex with others with him and not to betray or be unfaithful to his lover. A home and family with him someday, maybe kids eventually. "Yes, I'll marry you."

A kiss was his reward. A 'soul searing and bonding forever' kind of kiss that made him moan softly under its onslaught. "I love you." Philippe said again. "You're all I've ever wanted in a man, Dante."

"Even the sex and manwhore stuff?" Dante had to ask.

"I especially love that part. I got the same part in me, too. We can be manwhores together now." Philippe reassured his lover and Submissive.

"Good, cause I think I feeling a little like one now…" Dante said and slid his hand up his lover's thigh. "How about you?"

"Oh, yeah! Me, too." Philippe agreed, standing and dragging an eager Dante behind him. "Give us an hour or two. Then we'll do the ceremony and the turning thing for me." And with that they slammed their bedroom door behind them, leaving the others to laugh at them and nod.

Yep, two manwhores were worse than one, Dorian agreed; eying the men upstairs. But then again, they were too happy to care and that made her happy for them, too. Her eyes slid to Adam now and he looked down, avoiding her look and her, like he had been all day. Well, she'd been doing the same thing so she had no room to bitch here.

She went outside and he didn't follow. She noticed and sighed. Not sure if she'd wanted him to or not but at least he could have tried. But then again, he'd been trying not to read her mind anymore, so who made her the one in the right here? He'd said he was in love with her then he'd just…left. And then ignored her for the better part of the day. She had no response to his announcement but…it made it hard to picture him leaving the agency.

Yeah, the agency. That's what she didn't want him to leave. Yeah, not her, never her! She thought bitterly to herself. Steps came from behind her and she didn't even look up, afraid to.

"I meant what I said, Dorian. I love you but…you're not ready and that's okay, too. I like working with you so I'm not leaving the agency. You can run from me, avoid me, and even fuck everyone but me…but one day you will admit you like me enough to be with me despite what the FBI would think of us being lovers, then that will lead to you loving me. Then I will be Mated with you, and we will be together. So run all you like and ignore it all you want. You may have let us go, but I haven't and never will! So, I'm not going anywhere. I'm saving myself for you. And I'm keeping it that way so don't even think you can stop me from having this with you someday." Adam said softly and kissed her cheek. "I love you." Then he walked off to talk to a wolf couple and she was left touching her cheek in wonder as he did so.

Inside she was confused but one thing she did admit. She liked his kisses very much.

And she still desired him.

But it wasn't love and she suspected that might be lie. But had the strong suspicion it would be someday, or already was in her very confuse mind. And when they were ready to admit it, she'd marry that man and take what he'd saved all for her own. Owning him body, heart and soul. Until then, she would work at making sure he stayed close. No point in leaving that fine man in temptation's way. Some other woman could take him and, just because she couldn't love him now, didn't mean she couldn't later and he damn sure would be the one in her; virgin ass and all!

And with that little revelation, she moved to where he was talking and stood with him, taking his hand and holding it. Smiling as his fingers intertwined with hers. Then after they walked off, he turned to her with a question or two in his eyes. "I might love you. Not sure about that yet, but I suspect I do. All I know is I still desire you and liked the kiss. I may have been hasty when I said we couldn't be together, and tried to let you go, to not be with you the way we wanted to be. I think I could handle more, maybe dating once we get back…sex wouldn't be off the table…on me of course, you are going to keep saving it for me and, when we mate, I am going to claim every virgin part you got! And make you mine in pleasure. Until then, be good and you are not leaving my side from now on." She sighed softly now. "I do love you but I need more time here for the rest of it, the love and Mating stuff. Is that enough for now?" She bit a lip uncertainly and hoped it was.

"It's enough for now." Adam said smiling and her breath caught at that smile. He had a gorgeous smile! His eyes were so sexy and the rest of him was huge muscles and biker leather and a huge dick if his erection at the moment was any indication. His hands were rough but the tall man had something special, she'd seen that as soon as he'd entered her office. She'd wanted him even then. Sex on the desk had been a common fantasy after that encounter. He made her wet and want things; things she hadn't expected to ever want on such a permanent basis…the way she did now.

But settled for him dragging her to the woods and kissing her into a tree, pouring his every repressed desire into it. Then he moaned as they tore at their clothes and were soon naked, and laying on the ground he gave into his feelings, and growled; months of wanting her, loving her, needing her! All came to a head and he thrust in without thinking and she cried out in pleasure, lost in it, too. Then he thrust more and more, taking her deeper until they both were nearly shouting and moaning with the only need to make love more! Then cumming hard inside her, he didn't care if she got with pups or if it claimed her as his. He just cared it was her body under fingers, her lips kissing his back as passionately as he dreamt she would, and her wet body wrapping around his dick and bringing him such pleasure and love that he never wanted to stop to making love to her.

And with that though in mind, she sucked him hard again and rode him now, his arms holding her close as she straddled his lap and took him deep. Kisses got urgent again and with a breathless, "Fuck me, Adam, make me yours!" He did just that. Fucked her for hours and came deep inside her. And claiming the woman he'd waited for months to hold in his arms and a body he now was so addicted to, he thought he'd never be able to stop touching her for days now.

"I love you!" He cried out and came again, one last time and she screamed her orgasms as multiple ones stole her control and he ended up being so turned on, they fucked again as she did so and he came with her over and over until they were spent. "You are…amazing!"

"So are you." Dorian gasped. "Didn't expect that to happen. Damn!"

"You could be… with pup…" Adam said worried she'd leave him now. "I didn't mean to…we should have used protection! I…what do you want to do now?"

"Marry me." She said and sighed. "I love you. I know that now. Been in love with you since the second week you worked with me. If we're with pup, I'll have the baby and raise it with our Pack. Baby, I want this. Let's just do it."

"Yes, we'll marry then." Adam grinned and stood, pulling her up with him. "I love you, Woman. And if you leave me, I will hunt you down, bring you back, fuck you until you love me again, and then do it again just to be sure you know how damn much I do love and need you!"

"Not leaving you. Let's marry when Dante does, okay? Um, how long after, with wolf pregnancies, do we know if I'm pregnant?" Dorian asked, worried but now unhappy about it.

"Tomorrow." Adam said and smiled. "You throw up, we're pregnant."

"Oh." She said then sighed. "Adam, I want you to do something for me. It's not normal for a Dhampyre to do this but…I'm your Mate now, right?" She bit a lip thinking now.

"Yes, you are." Adam said. "Anything. I'd do anything for you."

"Bite me, make me like you. Let me be your Wolf-Mate, the way you deserve, the way they are. I have human in here with the vampire. I can be turned. Elder Drummond said so when he was training me when I was younger. Always said I could join the Pack and be wolf with them someday…if I wanted to. I'd be a hybrid, of course. Wolf and Vampire but good inside, you know? So…if you bite me, I'll be wolf, like you, like our babies may be...please?"

"Are you sure? This will change everything…you'd need to come here to change by next full moon." Adam pointed out. "Several after that before you become fully non-lunar, of course. I'll do it but only if you understand that."

"I was raised with you guys so I know all the wolf stuff and I want it for us. So, yes, bite me and make me your Wolf-Mate." Dorian said firmly, offering her neck, and smiled. "I really am sure I want this, Adam."

"Okay, hold still. It will hurt but hopefully not too much." Adam said sadly, going into half-wolf form and kissing her neck at the part where her neck met her shoulder, an easy place to hide the bite. Then bit her hard, taking some blood, then doing it again in the same place. Then stopping to see if it took, caressing her face as her eyes glazed over and her head fell back. her body shook in his arms but he held her tightly, kissing her lips as he soothed her through the change. He saw her eyes slip shut and the shaking fade. She writhed now as her body changed, muscles getting bigger, senses changing and heightening.

Soon she went still with a sigh, then opened her eyes to show blood red wolf eyes staring out of them, longer fangs than normal but still wolf fangs. Her body was bigger, stronger now. Her senses picked up every sound around them, even their heartbeats. Hers was steady, his was faster, anxious. Smiling she kissed him and hugged him. "I'm fine, it worked. I feel different but a good different, you know?" She sat back now then heard their friends laughing outside the woods where they'd made love for hours now. "You look like a god naked, Adam. And as much as I hate to say it…we need to get dressed and see Dean for the ceremony. I want you for myself, sexy wolfman. You're mine now!" She smiled. "I'm a Dhampyre. So you know our kid will be a Dhampyre, too, right? Part vampire? Like me."

"I know and that would be cool if it happens." Adam said grinning happily. "You don't know how much it hurt to see you with those others, them fucking you that way. I…can't bear to share you now. Please, from now on, be with just me, okay?"

"Yes, baby. Just you and me now." Dorian said softly and kissed him. "Love you."

"Love you, too." Adam said and tugged her along. "Dad should meet you properly now."

And with that she was thrust at John and Dean who hugged her tight and she told them their news. They agreed to do the ceremony and she smiled. Not sure if she was as thrilled with the possibility of being pregnant though but several hours of sex and cumming had to make it so. Twelve orgasms or so had to make a difference there.

They welcomed her happily and hugged their brother and son. Congratulating them often and hard with hugs and thumps to the back.

So both pairs stood in front of Dean who tied a gold cord to their hands. Tying Dante's and Philippe's together at the wrist, and hers and Adam's there as well. Vows were made and they kissed then were introduced to the Pack, who all cheered for them loudly.

Then the cords were removed and put away and they cuddled by the fire, kissing at times. Adam's hand on her stomach, rubbing it lovingly. "If I'm not…don't leave, okay?" She asked and he smiled.

"You are. I feel it in my bones." Adam said and she sighed. "But if you aren't, that's okay. We'll try again later sometime when we're more ready."

"Thanks, I just…don't want to disappoint you." Dorian said softly. "Still your boss though, don't forget that."

"Never! I like my boss." Adam teased. "She's sexy and I want to make love to her every time I see her. But don't tell her that, I don't want to be fired for harassment…." He said in a whisper and he laughed.

"You won't be fired but…there could be some overtime involved." Dorian said and he smiled.

"Good, I like overtime, too." Adam said and they smiled together, kissing then running to their room now. No one had to guess what they were up to.

Sam and Dean pulled Philippe aside and each bit him hard, leaving claws marks on his back and chest as they bit harder then stopped. Dante panicked but they held him back. "He'll heal immediately if he'd turned, don't worry."

And with that, he watched Philippe change, the skin heal up, the scratches fade and the bites becoming slight scars but nothing more before his very eyes. Then his body got bulkier, his eyes shut for a bit as his senses and body changed. He began to shake in Dean's arms then stilled there. Opening his eyes finally, they saw dark wolf eyes staring back now. Then Philippe was helped up and they examined him for marks. He was unmarked now but for the bite ones on his neck and shoulder there. Then they headed to the bedroom to keep their last promise.

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They undressed quickly and Sam and Dean tugged them to the bed. "Dante, come here. Let's kiss and see if you like it with us." Dean suggested as Dante wavered at the foot of the bed. He gave in and crawled up to him now. Dean kept the kiss slow and easy but desire flare between them and he found himself pinned under the burning man, fire lightly coating his skin and hands but not burning anyone or anything. "Please, more…"Dean moaned as Dante sucked him and worked him open with fingers. He looked over to see Philippe doing the same to Sam. Once he was opened and lubed right, Dante thrust in and took him, trying for slow but failing.

"Wanted this! Didn't know it but…fuck!...I wanted you two." Dante moaned. "Feel so good on my dick, Dean…have to fuck more after this!" Dante was fucking him harder, pounding after nearly a half hour of their bodies grinding and Dean's hot ass gripping him tighter and harder by now with every hard thrust. His hand stroked the wolf man and they both came screaming. Then was flipped as Dean thrust into him and did the same, the fire touching them both and doing no harm.

An hour later, their cries sounded again as Dean filled his lover's ass and Dante coated him with his own release as well. They turned to see a flipped Philippe being fucked hard and deep by Sam and then cumming when Sam stroked him and pounding into him roughly. Moving inside the man and fucking him through every orgasm as well.

Then they switched and did it all over again, more sex, fucking, and cumming for the rest of the night until they lay there twitching and unable to move so they cuddled and waited it out. Falling asleep in the process and not caring.

The foursome had felt nice… and not like a one-time thing either.

"Can we do this again sometime?" Dante asked and the wolf pair chuckled. "I can understand you saying no. We aren't saying we want to be a couple with you but occasional lovers would be good… sometimes we'd have sex and …"

"Yes, we'll be permanent lovers! Come by when you want us to be with you two. That felt fantastic, wow, you guys are…talented!" Sam sighed happily and played with Dante's hair. "You are so sexy, Dante. I always thought so."

"You, too." Dante agreed. "Didn't dare say so and mean it, thought Dean would take it wrong if I did."

"Yeah, I would have but…not now. Be our lovers, permanent ones. Please! Don't have to live here but when you do, sleep in here with us, fuck us and others. Use protection but be our lovers, too. Sometime when you aren't busy and we aren't, come spend time with us, fuck with us, you know. Love you guys! Wow! Fall in love with us! We're okay with that, too." Dean said and they nodded.

"Okay, we're with you now." Dante agreed. "Master, you okay with that?"

"Yes, we're yours, too." Philippe said then sighed into Dean's chest. "My Alpha now. I love you."

"Love you, too." Dean said running hands along the man's back lovingly. "Keeping you as our lovers now forever; both of you! Our Mates!"

"Yes, Yours." Dante purred as he drifted off. "I love you."

"Yours!" Philippe said and sighed. "Love you."

"We love you, too." Sam said. "Keeping you."

"Yes, keeping." Dean agreed. "Love you, both of you."

And with that they slept, knowing they'd found another unexpected surprise coming from their weekend time with the others. Two lovers joining their bed now. Not all the time but often enough. Falling in love with the sexy couple already.

Then they knew nothing and were content with that.

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The next morning they woke up to the sound of throwing up. And happy cries.

Dorian was pregnant! Adam's pups in there, his wife at his side now.

Love had won out this weekend. Dean thought and sighed. Suddenly glad for the unexpected visitors and reflected at the hidden blessings they'd carried with them.

Two mated pairs, a son, and more than they had hoped possible becoming theirs forever now. Those men were theirs and they were keeping them! Dante finding love and submission but also finding acceptance of himself in his lover's eyes and heart.

And they knew that even as the sun rose, that they were lucky to have this.

Family that loved them. New friends to be by their sides.

And love that came in unexpected ways to them and their home,

And left it a much better and happier place!

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The week passed quickly for them now. Love filled the Packlands. Dorian and Adam cuddled and did romantic dates in the woods and skinny dipped, laughing happily and making love most of the time. Celine and Cedric married soon after the couples did. Cedric had got the hint after all. Adam thought happy for his friends.

Dante and Philippe moved their stuff into Sam and Dean's room, and stayed there. Living there now whenever they were able to be with them. "In love with you two, we both are." Dante said softly. "Can we do a ceremony, be real Mates in the eyes of our Pack?"

"Yes!" Both wolves had cheered happily and soon after John joined their hands with gold cords, all four putting hands over each other's and tying them together. All four said, "I do!" and with that they were married and Mated for Eternity in the eyes of the Pack, husbands and lovers with their Alphas now. Abe decided to call them Dad now and they were proud as hell to have the title, too. Their son! Bobby's grandson!

Making love for hours afterward and cumming with cries and howls, moans and pleasure stealing their hearts and thoughts away each time touched or kissed now. So different than the way it used to be for them, especially Dante and the boys but they weren't complaining. Dante decided to move in for good now with them and was setting up the sale of his flat the next morning. Organizing a moving truck to move his belongings here to Montana to be with them eventually, once the flat and bar were sold. Never wanting to leave their home or bed now, this was where he belonged, loved by them, needed and kept by them! His lovers and his Home for Eternity now. Philippe agreeing to move in, too. To live here when not on missions with his three lovers and Mates now. All so in love now they couldn't live without each other. Even agreeing to give up fucking others now, and only being with just the three men before him and not regretting it at all. He only wanted just them now anyway. Philippe agreed he felt the same and, with that, their manwhore worlds and ways were gone! But there were the orgies they had every night now so they weren't really missing anything really. The sex had never been better than with them and even Dante had to agree to that one!

John and Jodi's wedding was a simple affair. Roses and wood filled the air now. Everyone watched in pride as John and Jodi said their vows, and were tied with the rope by Dean. Then pronounced husband and wife, Mates and lover forever now. Then they made love again and came down hours later looking pleased with themselves.

Jodi threw up the next night and found out she was pregnant, too. John was happy and Jodi was thrilled. Then made love again and weren't so careful this time, she was already with Pup so a good fucking was in order. And then they did it for the rest of the day.

Sven, the gay son of Johann, ended up fucking and being taken by his new wolf boyfriend for hours by the end of the week and they moved in for good now, too. Seeing as it would break their kids' hearts to leave their boyfriend and girlfriends now. That and they were only renting their homes so they could own one here, Dante even agreed to pay to have one built for them! They agreed to let the kids stay with the Wolves when they were on missions and Stan's wife stayed as well. She liked the wolves and knew she'd be safer here. Then moved in as well, selling their home was going to happen after they got back from their new missions coming up! Abe kept eying Ned with interest and Ned was ignoring him as best he could. But they could tell he was interested. They weren't against the pair being mated but when they were ready was fine with them. Abe would be happier with the man, they'd seen that much in Venezuela when he's tended to him and Abe had taken to him even then…

Abe finally cornered his prey on the day before they left, kissing him until the man reluctantly kissed him back. "You are mine." Abe said softly. "I will be with you someday. It may not be as Mate or Master but, as lovers, I will have you."

"Abe, you don't know what you want…" Ned protested by Abe pressed him to a wall and pinned him there. So he stilled and waited. Getting hard and Abe undid Ned's pants, slipping a hand in and gripping him hard. "Abe, we shouldn't…!"

"Mmmm, we should." Abe said kissing his neck and ear. "Cum for me, Ned. Show me you don't want me and I'll stop, baby. Fuck, you are so huge!" And opened his own pants and rubbed himself next to Ned's dick and they gasped in pleasure and Ned gave up. He was released now and instantly pulled him closer to kiss him harder, tongue questing for Abe's. Abe's joining his and their kisses got more urgent as they slid side by side and moans filled the air around them, and they came hard and Ned got on all fours and soon felt him take him, Abe fucking him hard and deep and for hours they fucked and came, sucking each other and Ned being taken again, getting louder and not caring. Abe claiming him with his cum over and over for most of the day until they were sated and lay cuddling. "My boyfriend, Ned. Kid or not. When I'm ready, you fuck me, okay? Until then, that dick and ass are mine alone. No one touches you!"

"All yours. All mine, too. You touch no one, I mean it." Ned said softly and they dressed, going to Dean and them to speak to them. "I want their permission to date you."

"Ned!" Abe protested but Ned wasn't listening. Soon they were in the living room and having a private talk with his fathers.

"I want to date him. We had sex already, sort of . I didn't touch his ass but I let him fuck me. We will wait for that. But…Abe…tell them." Ned insisted and blushed as Abe said proudly.

"I have claimed him, he is my Boyfriend and I want to keep him! We'll be good but there is sex with us. I will just be with him and he with me." Abe said and kissed his cheek even as Ned tried to wiggle away. "I will see him with or without your permission. I don't need your permission, Dad. But he seems to."

"You won't hurt him, dump him or anything? You'll love him." Sam asked Ned and Dean shrugged and knew this was inevitable. At least Ned was a good person, not some guy taking advantage of him. "No fucking him!"

"No, not until he's ready to or until he's eighteen." Ned agreed.

"And you will be betrothed until then?" Dean asked and Abe nodded happily but Ned looked confused.

"Betrothed? What's that?" He asked and Dean chuckled.

"Promised to be Mated or Married to him." Dean said and added. "He needs a good man, Ned. We approve of you. You won't use him so…we think you should marry him later on." He sighed. "We'd do a dowry of some sort if you wanted one."

"I just…I just want him." Ned said softly as Abe settled in his lap. "I'll marry him now if you wanted."

"You will?" Sam spoke up and he nodded, he looked at Abe and he nodded.

"Mate." Abe said grinning. "Why do you think I claimed you? I wanted to keep you, silly."

"But you're so young…" Ned said.

"Wolves marry young, Ned. Fourteen is not an unknown age to marry for a wolf, it happens very often in Packs, even in ours." John said and Ned nodded.

"Marry me then?" Ned said and Abe smiled.

"Yes, I want to marry you, be my Mate." Abe said and kissed him finally, letting it deepen. "I love you."

"I love…you, too." Ned said softly then hesitated. "I will come home to you after missions. Will you wait for me?"

"Yes! And someday would you consider being my Master, too?" Abe asked and Ned considered it.

"Sure, if Dean would teach me how. I'm a switch but…it seems you are, too, as I sorely recall now, you broke me!" He smiled proudly. "He topped me, so he must be partially dominant, Dean."

Dean was thrilled! Abe wasn't going to be a Sub entirely! He would be strong enough to dominate, too. He'd need that strength and Dean couldn't deny his son this. "Let's do the ceremony and you can move into his room. You'll be married after this."

"Yes." Both said and soon they were tied with the gold cord in front of the Pack, saying vows and married true and proper. "My child bride…" Ned teased as he kissed his lover now. "All mine."

Abe fell into his kiss and moaned. Desire stealing his mind again. "Yours, Master…"

And with that, Ned tugged him to their room, cuffed him to the bed and put the bullet in him with the dildo on medium and pleasured him, not allowing him to cum, it was light bondage and sex but Abe needed it and Ned wanted to help with meet his needs, even though he wasn't familiar with the rest of it. Then he removed the dildo, groaning. "I can't…I have to…can I make love to you?" He asked softly as fingers brushed that tenderly stretched hole. "Let me claim my husband?"

"Yes. Take me, make me yours." Abe sighed and his head fell back in bliss as Ned thrust in slowly and showed him love. For hours, they moved now, tender love and soft touches melting Abe further and erasing all the touches and damage the men had done to him before, replacing that with Ned and his love and the way he touched him instead. "Cumming…Ned…darling….I'm cumming…Let me cum with you, please Master!"

"Yes, my darling one, yes! Cumming!" Ned cried out. "I love you, I…fucking love you! Cum for me, cum for me now!" Ned ordered and Abe exploded in pleasure, writhing below him and gripping his dick hard until he came deep into him, then made love to Abe again for hours and they came often and hard, bodies writhing and burning, and cum filling his young husband until they were too tired to do it anymore.

Then he rested and held Abe, kissing him softly. "I love you, and I will be whatever you need, Abe. I'll dominate you, I'm willing to learn whatever pleases you, promise!"

"You'll be my Master?" Abe asked uncertainly.

"Do you need me to be?" Ned asked softly and Abe ducked his head in shame.

"Yes, sometimes." Abe said barely loudly enough to be heard but Ned heard it.

"Then I'll be your Master…sometimes." Ned agreed. "Whatever you need, darling. Anything you want or need, you tell me and I'll get it for you, I'll be that for you."

"Yours, Sir. I'm all yours." Abe said happily and they smiled at each other.

"Bite me. Let me be like you then. Make me Wolf?" Ned asked and Abe nodded. Sinking his wolf teeth into Ned's shoulder deeply and letting it settle into him then letting it go and waiting. Soon after that, the bite healed to a slight scar but otherwise he was still okay. Ned felt dizzy for a couple minutes then blacked out briefly, and soon opened his eyes to see Abe holding him worried. Then he sat up and felt different but a good different. He was the Wolf that the boy needed now, Wolf mate to Wolf mate. Not just a soldier and an abused child but Wolves, Mated and True.

"You are like me now." Abe sighed and Ned nodded.

"Yes, I am." Ned agreed. "My Wolf-Mate now!"

"Your Wolf-Mate now." Abe smiled at him sleepily. "You made all my dreams come true, did you know that?" He smiled again as Ned kissed him deeply and held him tight. "Not a whore. I get that now."

"Not a whore, my lover and Mate. Never touched by anyone but me again." Ned said vehemently and Abe smiled.

"Yes." Abe agreed.

"Yes." Ned agreed as well.

And then they slept as their parents looked up at their room, shaking his head. "Didn't mean to fix him that way!" Dean sighed. Then they laughed and shrugged. "He's seems better now. Happier than before…

"No, we didn't intend for it to happen that way but…he fixed himself, didn't he?" Sam said. "Still has to do the school stuff and the therapy but he'll just have to leave stuff out." Sam shrugged. "He'll heal now, Dean. Ned will be a good Mate for him. He can talk to him, Abe will talk to Ned now. He'll be much happier now. It seems his urges were more for a Mate than just sex itself, who knew?"

"He has a good heart, so, yeah, he will." Dean agreed and sighed. "So young though."

"It is a Wolf's choice when they marry and who. That is Pack law, you know that." Sam reminded him. "Once he chose him as his Mate, we lost all say in it."

"I know." Dean said and smiled. "He did sound better, even with the sex he did just now. There goes waiting for it."

"Why wait when he found his Life's Mate? You didn't." Sam said softly. "I was sixteen when you claimed me, as I recall. You never bought my fake ID, remember?" They'd met in a club, Dean had entered it and scented him and followed it right to him. They'd fucked soon after and he'd claimed him then and there for himself. "Sometimes you just know. That's what you said about us."

"True." Dean said and smiled. "Ned will take good care of him, I'm sure of it now."

"Me, too." Sam smiled and they listened as the house fell quiet. Then headed up to sleep themselves, joining Dante and Philippe to cuddle before they all had to leave tomorrow morning. But knew that they would see them again. This was their Home here with them now and they were never letting them go for long. The Wolves just hoped they stayed safe and were back together with them again soon!

Then, as the sun set in the sky, and the cool dew still clung to the ground, the group got ready to go. Everyone waved to the other group as they headed off to their own planes. Dante hugged his Master/Lover tight and didn't want to let him go. And Sam and Dean hugged Philippe, too. Knowing he was going to be missing them as well. "I'll call you soon, stay in touch, okay? I'm…this is new…I'm going to miss you so much, all of you." Dante admitted and was sad now.

"Me, too." Philippe said and hugged them. "I have to go."

"I know. Me, too." They all said and lingered a bit longer. "Love you, Phil. Dean. Sam. Dante." All spoke it and all meant every word.

"Call me!" Dante insisted and added, "I love you so much! Come home to me, okay?" He was worried about Philippe and his lovers and it was a new feeling; one he'd accepted but hated all the same. "I'm…going to miss you."

"Me, too." Philippe agreed then turned. "I love you, too. I swear to come back as soon as I can. Wait for me, okay?"

"Always." Dante agreed and let him go. Then watched him run to join the others and headed back to his own plane.

Then they flew off as Sam and Dean held Dante to soothe him. He was feeling love and missing someone, and it was new to him. But not to Sam and the others.

Both wolfmen kissed Dante passionately goodbye in DC, Dante promised to call and visit soon as he could and said he'd make love to them later with Philippe. They said they'd hold him to that promise and waved as he walked off.

Dorian and Adam got off in London and they waved as well.

Dante had made Bobby promise to have the plane put in the Nest's hangar for their use later. He had three more so he gave this one to Bobby as a gift. "Use it well." Were his last words. "I love you, Dad!"

"Love you, too, Son!" Bobby had called then shut the door to his new plane.

Then they headed back to the Nest. There were cases waiting and work to be done. And fighting evil didn't take a break just because you wanted it to.

His phone rang and he smiled. It was Dorian.

"Yes?" Bobby said chuckling.

"I know who you are. Bacchus told me." She said softly and Bobby froze.

"Bacchus, god of Wine?" He said in shock.

"Yes, you know him as Finn, my secretary and personal assistant. He told me who you really were." Dorian said, "Does Dante know?"

"No, and don't tell him! He thinks his Immortality comes from the Pheonix inside him and it should stay that way. This world doesn't need gods, Dorian. We're the last two. Let us be human, okay?" Bobby pleaded. "I put that life behind me years ago. I don't want it anymore. I like being Bobby Singer and having an agency that fights the Supernatural. Hermes is my past, I'm Bobby now."

"Yes, you are Bobby. Bacchus doesn't want to be a god to others either. So you two are even there." Dorian agreed. "He misses you though. Call him, Bobby. Ex-gods or not, you are brothers. Be a family again, make it work."

"I will. Tell Finn I'll call him tonight. Work out something, I miss him, too." Bobby said and she nodded.

Then they hung up.

"What did she want?" Dean asked approaching him and Bobby sighed.

"Just to thank us for great weekend." Bobby lied smoothly.

"I don't see what we had to do with it. You all invited yourselves! Besides, you are always welcome in our lands, Bobby. It's your home, too." Dean said and Bobby nodded.

"Thanks." Bobby said and meant it. Moving to a far seat to pretend to nap now.

They let him sleep and he smiled.

He loved these people who worked for and with him. That was why he'd slipped them the potion to begin with in their drinks. It was time they found love and they deserved it in their lives.

Sure, he'd meddled a bit but…good had come from it.

That was a win any day in his not so humble godly opinion!

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(Prologue)

It was four months later now, and he hadn't seen Philippe or the wolfmen since. Phone conversations and phone sex was one thing but…needing the real persons there was a real bitch! And he missed them terribly. He was finally moving all his stuff out from his flat above the bar he used to own.

Dante pressed the code into his elevator alarm one last time. It was late and he was tired. And lonely. A new experience for him. He missed his Master and lover, and the Wolf men they adored. And Philippe, he needed Philippe! But with a heavy heart, he remember with loneliness that four months had passed. This was his last time here. He'd just sold the property and was retrieving the last of his belongings from it; taking time off from work to complete the move to Montana to move in with Sam and Dean there in their Packlands. They did the phone thing often now but…it was no substitute for the men themselves!

Then he heard footsteps and turned to look to see who it was.

Philippe was there behind him with two duffels at his feet, and one over a shoulder, and smoldering desire in his dark eyes as they stared at the Submissive.

Dante eagerly ran to his lover, bowling him over as he hugged him, kissing his warm lips and moaning hotly.

"Dante, I'm all for kinky but I refuse to have sex with you in this alley. Bedroom, slave!" Philippe teased and Dante nodded happily, Rushing to let him back in and resetting the alarms as he went. "Paranoid much, baby?"

"No, I also have it all warded against every bad thing we'd ever fought. Angels included. Nothing gets in or can touch a brick of it without being in pain. Then dying." Dante said proudly.

"How about Masters who want to tie up their willing Submissives and turn them into whores?" Philippe teased.

"Oh, we make special exceptions for them." Dante teased as he tugged him to bed, eager to be taken and touched by his lover again. "Very special exceptions." Dante said undoing Philippe's pants and grasping his dick hard, stroking him and making him moan. Then he lunged to his knees and took him in his mouth, showing him how much he liked the exceptions also. Sucking his lover expertly until he was tugged up to bed and fucked hard, Dante taken and submitting again while his Master worked his dick and ass, and kissed his body and lips over and over, murmuring his love and saying he'd missed him.

Dante did the same and then came when ordered, both cumming and fucking over and over for hours now, not stopping for much of anything but bathroom breaks, brief showers, and food breaks. All of which they rushed so they could fuck again!

And, when they were spent, Phillipe handed him a bag, a jewelry store bag. "It's not much but I bought it myself with my own money." He said shyly.

Dante opened it and gasped. It was a silver necklace. With a little lock and key on it, a diamond was in the lock's key hole and another in the key's handle. "Baby…"

"It shows we are switches, it's not a collar but serves the same purpose. It says we are owned by each other and it says you have the key to my heart." Philippe said softly. "We should go get moved in now! You're never getting away now. I'm here to stay with you forever now! Never leaving you, Dante." Then smiled at the moving truck and waiting car. "They're waiting for us, aren't they?" Dante just grinned and nodded happily and he chuckled in response.

"Good, and I love the necklace." Dante said happily. "Yes, they called hours ago and asked when I'd be there. I was afraid you wouldn't be home in time to come with me. I left you a note, so you'd know where I'd went."

"Never take that necklace off!" Philippe ordered and Dante nodded. Then Philippe spoke again. "Well, I'm here now. Let's get going then. You aren't to ever take the necklace off, just like the collar."

"No, sir, never taking it off." Dante agreed.

Then they headed home to their other lovers; the Packlands awaiting them now. And when they got there, they all made love again and Philippe tied Dante to bed and had his wicked ways with him once more. Dean did the same with Sam and made his cum from the pain he gave him and the pleasure they shared finally with the lovers that they had missed terribly.

And never wanted to stop ever again!

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(Later that week)

They were working in the chicken coup and Abe was helping Dante with the chores.

"Dad. Can I gather the eggs?" Abe asked and Dante got it now.

"Sure, son, take them to the house when you're done." Dante said and waited.

"Dante? Thanks for moving in with us. For being my Dad with them. You belong here with them and me, both of you. Even I saw that when you didn't." Abe said as he walked away.

"Yeah, took us a bit to see it, too. We're a slow bunch you know. But we're here now and never leaving you all ever again." Dante promised. "You and Ned okay?"

"Yes, you were slow. Ned and I are fine. He's a good Mate. The Master lessons are going well. Philippe and Dean are teaching him how to do it right. He won't let me be his Sub until he's sure he's doing it right. I…love that he is trying so hard to please me that way. So proud of him! It's a new thing for him." Abe agreed and then tugged Dante along again. "Come on, Dad. Let me show you how to milk the cow." And then he did what the kid showed him.

They worked in silence now then Dante asked. "You doing good with the therapy now?" Dante asked. He longed to hug the boy but he'd been flinching last time they'd tried to hug him.

"Yes, Ned and my Dads have been real supportive and are helping me want to touch more now." Abe said and Dante nodded. Then he amazed his Dad by hugging him and smiling without a single flinch. "You aren't the people that hurt me, none of you are. I want to touch now. It doesn't bother me as much. They may have hurt me but they don't get to steal my ability to love or touch those I love from me…not anymore!"

"Good for you." Dante said and smiled.

Then had a thought.

They were all going to be fine now, he was sure of it!

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