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Chapter 4:
Some Much Needed Confirmation
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The sky was a deep shade of purple and blue, a signal that the sun was slowly beginning to rise from the horizon. Through these tranquil clouds of Heaven a pure white private jet began its slow descent back down to Earth. The stillness of the air was shattered by the loud roar of its engines. Four of the jet's five occupants were very eager to get back down onto solid ground. The fifth was not even conscious to realize that he was on a plane to begin with.
" God I hate this part." Gritted out Dean through tightly clenched teeth.
" At least you ain't close to tears like you were the last flight you went on." Muttered Bobby, though he too was really hating all the rocking and shaking that came with the turbulence they were currently experiencing.
Slowly but surely the jet began its descent from the air and onto solid ground, New York State ground to be exact. The white jet was headed for the same private air-strip that it had taken off from hours earlier to get to Seattle, Washington With a few more bumps and shakes Caleb skillfully guided the jet onto the smooth tarmac runway.
From where he sat Dean had his hands holding the armrests of his chair with a white-knuckled grip. The expression on his face could've been described as the terrified Chihuahua look but no one dared say that out loud. After several tense seconds passed by with everyone hoping and praying that the jet's landing gear did not hit any snags the ride suddenly smoothed out. It was a successful and textbook landing. Dean, Bobby, Gordon, and Caleb all relaxed, dean for his part all but collapsed from relief that the ordeal was over and that he would be able to get off of this hated tin-can just as soon as Caleb parked it inside the hanger.
The now grounded aircraft rolled along lazily down the runway, being driven almost like it were a car by its pilot. The jet smoothly made its way down the rest of the runway and then made a smooth right turn straight through the door of the waiting aircraft hanger. The interior of the hanger was a spotless white and brightly illuminated by the powerful lights. It was sterile and pure, almost like a military hanger instead of a privately owned one. The jet sluggishly made it's way deeper into the hanger and then came to a smooth stop near the center where an envoy of many sleek black cars were waiting.
Once the plane had come to a full stop Dean was the first to undo his seat belt and rise from his chair. Without a word he walked off towards the back of the plane where the most precious cargo it was carrying was secured. Bobby followed after the Vampire Prince while Gordon and Caleb waited at the jet's single door. Gordon saw to getting the door open and then stood beside Caleb as they waited for the three others to reemerge.
" Is he alright Dean?" Asked Bobby as he stood in the doorway of the single room at the back of the plane.
" Yeah, the Glamour held on good, he's still out like a light." Said Dean as he carefully undid the straps that had been securing an unconscious Sam Colter to the small bed in this one room. Tucking the sheets he had wrapped around the young mortal more securely around Sam, Dean looped his arms under the tall young man and lifted him off the bed as though he weighed nothing at all.
Carrying Sam bridal style Dean turned and gave Bobby a mute nod before stepping forwards out of the small bedroom. Bobby stepped aside to allow Dean to pass and then followed right after Dean's heels as the Vampire Prince carried his mortal intended towards the jet's exit. Caleb and Gordon both nodded to Dean in silent respect and stood by as the Vampire Prince carefully maneuvered himself and Sam through the jet's down and then made quick work of getting down the small set of steps that led to the hanger's shining white floor. Bobby went next, then Gordon, and finally Caleb rounded out the trio.
Dean was jumping for joy inside at having his feet now firmly back on solid ground, but he kept it from showing on his face because he knew that there was a far more pressing issue that needed to be addressed. With Bobby and Gordon coming to either side of him and Caleb behind him, Dean turned and saw the envoy that was waiting for them.
It consisted of two powerful looking Black Yukon Denalis and sleek black Lincoln Town car sitting right in between them. The Denalis were filled with several Vampire security agents but with the Town Car there stood only a young blond woman by the driver's side door who looked very happy and eager to see them.
Dean felt a smile tug at the corners of his own lips as he began making his way towards the vehicle envoy that had most undoubtedly been sent by hos father to pick them up and bring them home to the estate. When the group of four vampires and one unconscious human reached the envoy it was Dean who spoke first.
" Heya Jo-Jo, you here to take us home?" He asked with a warm smile towards the young lady who was like a sister to him.
" Hey Dean and yep, we are the cavalry sent by the Big Kahuna to bring you guys to the estate a soon as possible." Said Jo Harvelle as she beamed at her elders.
Dean turned and nodded to Gordon and Caleb, who each nodded in turn and broke of from the group.
" Morning Jo." Said Gordon with a smile as he made his way over to the Yukon parked in front of the Town Car.
" Hey Gordon." Smiled Jo as she watched him climb into the driver's seat.
" Hey Darlin'." Greeted Caleb with a grin as he made his way over to the driver's side door to the Yukon parked behind the Town Car.
" Hi Caleb." Said Jo with a nod before she turned her attention back to Dean, Sam, and Bobby.
" Well, let's get our butts back to the mansion." Said Jo before she turned and pulled the back passenger door of the Town Car open for Dean.
Dean turned to Bobby and wordlessly asked him for his assistance. With great reluctance he handed his precious burden over to the older man and quickly climbed into the soft, cushioned back seats of the Town Car. Knowing how possessive Dean was undoubtedly feeling Bobby made quick work of handing Sam back to the Vampire Prince. When he was sure that Sam was safe and well within Dean's arms Bobby quickly shut the car door and made his way around the back of the Town car and opened the front passenger. The grizzled Vampire quickly climbed in and shut the door with a loud thud. Jo finally fished up the boarding of the Town car by smoothly climbing into the driver's seat and shutting the door behind her.
There was a moments pause and then in seemingly perfect synchronization all three cars rumbled to life.
Gordon began the procession where he sat behind the wheel of the lead security vehicle, driving the car forward with smooth grace. Gordon's Yukon pulled out of the line and made it's way towards the air-craft hangers wide open side door. Behind him, Jo Harvelle followed with the town car that carried the most important members of the envoy. And rounding out the trio was Caleb's Yukon filled with security agents like Gordon's.
They all had one singular destination in mind now.
Home.
With all do speed the envoy made fast work of leaving the private air-strip and headed off towards the Winchester Estate.
It would be a whole of about fifteen minutes of driving that Jo could no longer keep quiet.
" Okay so what's going on here guys and who's the cutie Sleeping Beauty?" She asked.
There was a brief pause and then Bobby spoke.
" Something major's goin' on here Duckling, somethin' huge. Dean here's found his other half, that there boy in his arms is his blood bond." He said gruffly.
There was a moment of stunned silence and then Jo was all but exploding.
" NO FREAKIN' WAY!" She exclaimed as she turned in her seat so she could look at Dean and Sam.
" Yes Freakin' way. Now please keep your eye on the road Joanna-Beth!" Yelled Dean as his eyes widened comically in alarm.
" Oh my God! Sorry!" Cried Jo before she quickly turned and brought her focus back onto driving.
But after a few minutes to calm down Jo was speaking again though this time she should some more restraint and began asking for all the juicy details without turning in her seat. Dean and Bobby both obliged her and were relieved that she hadn't caused a pile up with her actions from before. And so for the rest of the drive Jo was an excited chatter box, one who Bobby and Dean couldn't help but find amusing. It helped deter their minds somewhat from what they would have to do once they got to the mansion.
In his heart Dean knew that he wasn't wrong, but they would all need to be absolutely sure that Sam was indeed his one and only.
After an hour or so had passed by of driving straight the envoy took a sharp left turn and Dean felt a small pang of nervousness shoot through him because this signaled that they were almost home. After a few more minutes of driving Dean felt the envoy start to slow down a little and knew that they had reached the entrance gate to the vast Winchester Estate. Holding onto Sam tightly Dean looked out the window in time to see the solid black iron gates with his gilded family emblem of a stylish 'W' within a circle of intertwined vines and leave at its center break apart at the middle and swing away slowly, granting the envoy entrance.
" Almost there." Said Dean to himself and he eyed one of the gate doors as the town car passed by.
The envoy again picked up speed and headed down the pewter colored road that was hugged on either side by many tall pine trees. The envoy drove straight and then made a sharp right turn onto a road that sloped downward. Through the trees Dean could just make out a distant white shape and knew that it was the home that awaited them at the very end of the road. Everyone inside all of the cars had grown silent both with anticipation and a little bit of worry as well.
The Envoy went straight until it reached the end of the sloped road where Gordon led them in a smooth horseshoe turn to the left onto a straight road once again. The pine trees that had been acting almost like a protective barrier grew fewer and fewer till they stopped completely, revealing the magnificent view of Lake Champlain and the sprawling white mansion house that stood not very far from the Lake's shores.
" Here we go." Thought Dean as he shifted a little and waited for the journey to the house to end.
Ten minutes later the envoy was pulling up the light colored gravel road to the front of the magnificent white mansion. ( For a visual please look at the Leland Stanford mansion and picture it to be ten times bigger and with more buildings around it.)
The people inside the two Yukon Denalis were the first to get out. Gordon and Caleb got out and instantly made their way over to the Town Car that contained the reasons for all of the urgency and extra security.
Jo and Bobby got out of the Town Car first, leaving all eyes on the back of the car waiting for the final two and most important members of the envoy to make their appearance. Bobby quickly made his way around to the back passenger door and pulled it open.
" You ready Dean?" He asked softly.
" As I'll ever be Bobby." Said Dean as with Bobby's help he climbed out of the back of the town car with Sam in tow.
The Vampire Prince stood holding Sam very tightly to him, going so far as to tuck the young man's head under his chin. He could feel all of the silently hopeful and excited eyes that were on him and Sam. It made his all the more nervous as he waited for a very important someone to make his appearance.
Sure enough only a few minutes passed by before the front doors of the mansion were all but flying open to reveal a tall, dark haired man with deep brown eyes and a lightly salt and pepper beard. The man stood in the doorway for but a moment, quickly scanning the large group of people standing before the house, then when his eyes locked on Dean and Sam he was moving fast.
This man was John Winchester, the Vampire King himself. Simply dressed in a black button up shirt and dark blue jeans, this was the master of the house.
John made quick work of getting down one of the main entrances two grand staircases. As he came near all headed, including Dean bowed in reverent respect. As he walked over the gravel he spoke.
" Alright, alright that's enough respect, everybody get your heads up now." He ordered sternly.
He was instantly obeyed as everyone straightened back up and looked to their King as he came to stop before their Prince and the unconscious boy he held in his arms.
" Dean." Said John with a warm smile.
" Dad." Said Dean with a smile of his own as he nodded to his father.
John's warm brown eyes naturally went to the young man his son was carrying in his arms. Taking a small step forward and looking down at the boy's sleeping face John spoke.
" He is the one then?" He asked.
" Yes Dad, this is Sam Colter, he is the one." Said Dean firmly.
" Well, he sure is a cute one. I think we will have to keep him regardless of what the blood test proves." Said John with a small grin as he reached out and gently patted a sleeping Sam on the head.
Dean was taken aback for a moment by his father's words before he let out a breathless laugh and spoke.
" Dad quit jokin' around, of course he's the one." He said.
John chuckled softly and clapped Dean on the shoulder while he gave Bobby, Gordon, and Caleb all nods of greeting.
" C'mon, let's all head inside cause Doc's waitin down in the Medical bay." He said as he gestured towards the mansion.
Dean nodded and followed his father towards the front steps that led to the entrance of the mansion. Behind them Bobby, Caleb, Gordon, and Jo led the rest of the group inside as well.
The interior of the Mansion was just as, if not more grand than its exterior. The floors were of authentic marble and the ceilings seemed to stretch all the way up to he sky almost. Everywhere there was beauty and decadence, the place was so palace like and all together huge. As Dean walked beside his father he looked about the main lobby, looking up to see the five upper levels of the house. On either side held up by the large marble pillars the levels were separated by ivory colored railings. Three large chandeliers hung from the ceiling, you could actually walk right past them if you went up to the five floor.
As the large group with the royals at it's head made their way further into their massive dwelling Dean could feel the many eyes of the rest of the Vampire clan on him. Word had undoubtedly spread fast about what had happened in regards to Dean himself. Now everyone was curious and waiting with bated breath to see how this was all going to turn out.
John and Dean with Sam in his arms were headed for the small bronze colored door that stood at the back of a large and wide marble pillar. This was not a door to a simply room but the door to the mansion main elevator, it would take them down stairs where the blood test was going to be conducted. Caleb and Jo stopped a few feet before the door to the elevator, the rest of the security personnel stopping behind them. John, Dean with Sam, Bobby, and Gordon would be the only ones heading down to the lower levels of the house. The others would have to wait in the main area for the results of the test.
John stood before the door and pressed the button on the panel in the wall. There was a soft chime a few seconds later followed by the bronze door smoothly sliding away to reveal the interior of the large glass elevator in hid behind its demure appearance. John gestured for Dean to in first with Sam and once he did the Vampire King stepped in as well. Bobby and Gordon followed after the Winchesters and with a nod to the large group that stood in the main foyer, Bobby pressed the button for the lower level they were supposed to go to and the door slid shut with another soft chime.
Now all that Jo, Caleb, and the others could do now was wait and hope for the best for their Prince.
The ride down to the Medical bay was made in total silence, each man lost to his own thoughts about the same thing, the young man Dean held in his arms. The ride down was too long and at the same time too fast for everyone on it. But sure enough the elevator came to a smooth stop and the door slid open with a soft chime. Everyone piled out of the elevator wordlessly and headed down the sterile, brightly lit white corridor that led to the Medical bay. The facility looked like something straight out of Star Trek with all of the high tech equipments and bright lighting.
As the group of four vampires and one human entered the Medical bay, a pale dark haired man with striking blue eyes looked up from the tray of instruments he had been checking over for the hundredth time. This was Doc, his real name was Castiel but with him being the Mansion Doctor everyone simply called him Doc. Jon himself called him more but that was a far more private matter.
" Finally." He thought as he quickly picked up the metal tray and headed over to greet the group.
" Hey Guys." Said the dark haired man as he eyes the group, his eyes immediately going to Dean and the unconscious man he held in his arms.
" Is this the one who's got us all stirred up?" He asked with a small smile.
" Yeah, this is him, his name is Sam." Said Dean.
Doc nodded and then spoke.
" Alright let's get this out of the way so that there won't be any doubts. Dean out him on the bed right over here and then get his arm and your own arm ready." Ordered Doc.
Dean nodded and went to go do as Doc instructed. Doc himself moved, setting the tray down on the small table by the medical bed and picking up one of the pair of latex gloves he had set out. He donned them quickly with practiced ease before reaching out and picking up one of the two medium sized syringes he had prepared earlier, an alcohol swab, and a small rubber tie. What was left on the tray was a second syringe and a single glass test tube. Those would be put to use later but first things first, Doc needed to get some of the young mortal's blood.
When he turned Doc saw that Dean had laid Sam out on the bed. The bed sheets that Dean had swathed the young mortal in all the way back in Seattle were still cocooning him but now they hung loosely over the edge of the medical bed as well. One of Sam's arm was laid out in the open, ready for Doc to draw blood from. With that in mind Doc set to work with intentions of making this as quick and painless a task as he could even though he knew full well that the young man had been glamoured up to his the very backs of eyeballs. Dean stood close by, having shrugged off his jacket and handed it off to his father, he was now rolling up his
Doc first tied the rubber strip just above Sam's elbow tightly to get the needed veins to pop up under the tanned skin. Doc tapped at Sam's inner arm a few times as well, feeling it out until he found a vein that was serviceable. Doc quickly rubbed the alcohol swab onto the skin over this vein and then skillfully pressed the needle into Sam's skin. The sharp metal easily sank through the layer of skin and into the vein. Doc reached for the plunger and gently pulled it back, causing Sam's blood to get drawn out. Dark red liquid rapidly filled the syringe. Doc kept going till he had a moderate amount, when he was satisfied that it was enough Doc pulled the syringe out and quickly pressed the swab back to the small puncture wound the needle left behind. With the syringe securely held between his fingers, Doc fished inside one of the pockets of the lab coat he was wearing and pulled out a band-aid. With practiced speed Doc had Sam's arm bandaged and tucked back under the bedsheets that cover the rest of him.
The other vampires all watched all watched in silence as Doc made his way back to the tray and quickly emptied Sam's blood from the syringe into the glass test tube. Once Doc had squeezed all that he could from the syringe he set it aside an picked up the remaining syringe. This time he turned to Dean and spoke.
" Now you be a good little boy, I promise I'll give you a lollipop." Said Doc with absolute seriousness.
There was a beat of silence and then the tension momentarily lifted from the whole room as Dean, John, Bobby, and Gordon all burst out into soft laughter.
" You're a treasure Doc, you know that?" Asked a smiling Dean as he held out his arm with his shirt sleeve rolled up.
Not bothering with an alcohol swab Doc used the same efficiency and speed as he had on Sam to draw Dean's blood. Within seconds he had another filled syringe and Dean's arm healed all on its own thanks to vampire evolution.
" Alright guys this is it." Said Doc as he looked from Dean to the others before stepping over to the test tube that was waiting.
Dean, John, Bobby, and Gordon all gathered around Doc, eyes glued to what he was doing as he brought the syringe filled with Dean's blood over to the top of the test tube containing Sam's blood. With great caution Doc pressed down on the syringe's plunger and began emptying Dean's blood into the test tube where it joined Sam's.
At first there was nothing, just blood in all its dark redness. All of the vampires who were staring at it were praying that of all the possible reactions, this combined blood did not turn a solid black. If it did then it would've meant a full rejection between the blood cells, that Dean and Sam were not compatible.
Dean knew that he wouldn't be able to bare it if that were to happen, but at the same time he just knew in his heart that Sam was the one. Dean had felt his heart beat three times after three centuries plus of it being an inactive lump inside his chest. It was because of Sam, he was his eternal soul mate, he had to be for there was now other explanation for what had happened just the night before.
" Come on, Come on, Come on, please come on please."Said Dean over and over again in his head like some mantra as he stared at the test tube.
And then it happened.
" Guys look, it's reacting." Said Gordon quietly.
Sure enough the blood inside the test tube had begun to swirl and vibrate within its glass confines. A second later the swirling became uniform in a clockwise direction and the blood itself began to change color. It was slowly growing brighter and brighter with each second that passed till it was a brilliant shade of deep crimson. Then the blood went through a complete metamorphosis as thin bands of gold began to appear within the red and then take over completely. To the vampires it could mean only one thing.
" Dean, it's positive. That boy over there is your blood mate." Said Doc in awe, but a few seconds later he was smiling breathlessly.
Dean felt all of the breath expel from his lungs both because of the shock from the solid confirmation that Sam was definitely meant to be his and because John was currently all but squeezing the life out of him in a massive bear hug. With a breathless laugh of his own Dean grinned wide and happy as he returned his father's hard embrace.
" I gotta go tell the others, this is great." Said a grinning Gordon Walker before he hurriedly made his exit from the medical bay and headed for the elevator that would take him back upstairs.
Bobby was grinning from ear to ear and thanking all the known deities of the world for this monumental moment in his clan, his family's history.
John drew back from Dean a little an spoke.
" Three hundred years, three hundred years and now you've found him." Said an elated John. All Dean could do was nod as the gravity of the situation kept hitting him over and over again.
John gently let go of Dean and made his way over to the bed where Sam lay in slumber, completely oblivious to what had just happened.
John loomed over Sam, smiling down as him before he leaned in close and spoke softly.
" Welcome to the family Young One, you are most welcome." He said softly as he pressed his gently stroked a hand over the top of the sleeping mortal's head. Then he leaned down further, closing the distance between them and pressing a fatherly kiss to Sam's brow. Then he straightened and turned to Dean.
" Dean, take him upstairs to your room. Use the private elevator." He said with a warm smile.
" Yeah." Said Dean as he made his way over to Dean and gently picked him up off the medical bed.
" I'll see you guys later."Said Dean with a happy smile of his own before he gracefully carried Sam away out of the medical bay, disappearing down the white corridor leaving the older Vampires in his wake.
John, Doc, and Bobby all watched after Dean long after he had made his exit.
" It's finally happened." Said Bobby.
" Took long enough, three hundred plus years." Said Doc, shaking his head lightly.
A soft sniffle had Bobby and Doc turning to look at John and were surprised to find John standing there looking just a tiny bit misty-eyed.
" Man, are you cryin'?" Asked Bobby incredulously.
" What? Oh no, no it's just allergies." Said John quickly as he tried to discreetly rub at his eyes.
" Sure it is your Highness." Said Doc sounding every bit as sarcastic as he meant to be.
John sent the younger man a dirty look and there was a beat of silence. Then all at once the three Vampires were bursting into hearty guffaws. As he chuckled John looped an arm around Doc's shoulders and pulled him close, nuzzling his nose into the younger vampire's dark hair. Doc in turn wrapped his arm around the Vampire King's waist and continued to giggle. Bobby just watched his King and his mate with a mock scowl and told them to get a room.
From where he stood within the smaller private elevator, Dean himself pressed a soft kiss to the crown of Sam's head. He smiled as he nuzzled his face into Sam's soft chestnut locks. His heart was soaring with a joy he had never felt in all his mortal and immortal life. He had found the piece that was missing from his soul, he had found the one who would share eternity with him.
When the private elevator came to a smooth stop at the very top floor and the door slid open with a soft chime, Dean stepped out to the sounds of happy cheers and yells echoing from downstairs all the way up to the ceiling. Dean let his smile widen as he heard the voices of his entire vampire family loud and clear in joyous celebration. Gordon had been quick in passing along the news and now a bright euphoria had descended over the whole house.
Dean for his part restrained his own feelings of happiness as he made his way down the open corridor towards his private bedroom at the very end.
When he reached the ornately carved door Dean's green eyes momentarily turned white and the door itself seeming unlocked itself and swung open. A little telekinesis seeing as to how his hands were full at the moment. Dean carried Sam over the threshold like a groom would his new bride, grinning a little at the implications himself. The door closed on its own behind him.
Dean's room, like the rest of the house was grandiose and plushly decorated with deep earthy tones. But the main show stopper of his room was the bed that seemed to had been taken right out of the 1600's. It was magnificently carved with images from centuries past, it was ancient looking but timeless at the same time. With a soft sigh Dean made his way over to the bed and carefully lain Sam down onto the soft mattress. He gently pulled the bedsheets that were wrapped around Sam away and simply tossed them over a nearby chair. Dean made quick work of getting Sam safe and snug beneath the plush covers. Once he had Sam tucked in, Dean set about getting himself ready for bed as well.
The Vampire Prince made his way over to one of large dressers and pulled one of the drawers open. He fished out a large plain t-shirt and his favorite pair of sweatpants. Dean made quick work of changing out of what he had been wearing at the club and into his intended sleep wear. Once he was dressed down and looking more like an average Joe instead of the Vampire royalty that he actually was.
With a deep sigh Dean turned and his green eyed gaze immediately went to the young man laying in his bed, dead to the world in sleep.
Dean smiled softly and then made slowly made his way over to his bed. Without taking his eyes off of Sam the vampire carefully climbed in and spooned up behind him. Dean gently wrapped his arms around Sam and held him close as he immediately began to feel himself doze off. He would sleep for now with his future mate, enjoying the simple pleasures that came with knowing that Sam was indeed meant to be his for eternity.
But God help him once he had to actually wake Sam up from the glamour and tell the young mortal this fact. God help him.