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Chapter 10
Dean watched happily as Sam curiously looked around their new apartment, happy that Sam had agreed to move in with him. He'd been willing to put up with Sam living with John as long as the vampire didn't mind him spending at least half the time over at their apartment but after a few days consideration Sam had said yes. So now they were in their apartment in a different building to Dean's old one. They were a lot closer to John's and the other vampires but neither minded since the vampires had warmed to Sam a lot, especially since he'd saved Dean again. "So you like it?" Dean asked and Sam turned to smile at him, moving closer to hug him and Dean soaked up the contact, feeling the bond between them almost purr in contentment.
"It's ours, I love it!" Sam answered and Dean grinned. "No more worrying about Dad hearing stuff he shouldn't." That statement had Dean laughing but nodding in agreement.
"Speaking of…." Dean glanced at the bedroom and Sam followed his glance. Dean felt sad when he saw and felt Sam's nervousness. "Joking." He tried to cover but Sam shook his head and walked into the bedroom.
"You coming or not?" Sam called back and Dean followed slowly, finding Sam sitting on the bed without his shoes or shirt.
"Sammy…." Dean whispered and Sam smiled at the nickname, holding out his good arm to Dean. Dean moved closer and Sam tugged him down onto the bed before kissing. "Sam I don't want this if you're nervous." Dean tried to argue.
"Dean I do want this, I want to be with you. And I know this time you're in control of yourself so it'll be even better. I…you think I'd move in with you if I didn't want to be with you? I've just never…I mean we did in the shack but…after you bit me I don't really remember anything but feeling incredible." Sam admitted and Dean relaxed as he realised why Sam was nervous, it wasn't that he didn't want to be with him, to truly be mates. Dean lay back on the bed and gently pulled Sam with him, kissing and touching him.
"I promise Sammy, I'll make it wonderful every time. You don't have to be nervous, I won't force you or hurt you, you can say no whenever you want." Dean assured him and Sam nodded before kissing him.
"I want this Dean, promise." Sam whispered when they parted for air. Dean nodded and yanked his own shirt off, smiling when Sam's hand began to wander across the revealed skin.
Sam smiled when his Dad walked into the library, well covered to protect himself from the sun. "Dad what are you doing here?" He asked as he took his Dad's hat.
"You didn't think I was going to miss your Birthday by sleeping all day did you?" John asked and Sam blinked in surprise.
"Birthday? I…..I didn't even….."
"I figured that Sammy." John answered, hugging his son. "Happy Birthday son."
"It's your Birthday?" A surprised voice asked and Sam shrugged sheepishly at his boss.
"Guess so, I haven't really kept track." Sam admitted.
"Go on Sam, take the day off and have fun." Meredith grinned at him and Sam hesitated. "Shoo or I'll eat you!" She threatened playfully and Sam laughed but left with John.
Sam laughed and leant into Dean as they watched some children playing in the small park. Dean tugged Sam closer and kissed him tenderly. "Do you…..did you ever want kids?" Dean asked and Sam looked at him in shock before shaking his head and Dean relaxed.
"When I lived….it was never an option, I was not going to bring a child into that life and there was no one there I would have wanted to be with anyway. I've never really been around kids so I never really thought about it. I like babysitting for Meredith occasionally but I couldn't do it full time." Sam admitted and Dean nodded. He was relieved that being his mate wouldn't take something from Sam that he really wanted. "I'm happy Dean, happier than I've ever been. I have everything I could ever want." Sam assured him, kissing him. Dean grinned and hugged him tightly before they left the park.
Sam laid his head on Dean's shoulder as they looked out over the desert in front of them. "I'm sorry Sammy." Dean whispered and Sam sighed.
"Why am I sad? Hell I drugged them to get you out. So why do I feel like this?" Sam asked and Dean sighed, running his fingers through Sam's hair.
"You may have left them, betrayed them but you still lived and fought beside them for a large portion of your life Sammy. It's normal to feel sad to know they're gone." Dean assured him gently. "It's one thing to realise you'll outlive people because of our bond, it's another for them to be killed."
Sam nodded and cuddled into him, still struggling to believe that nearly the entire base he'd grown up with were dead. He was so glad he'd managed to get out when he had. "I love you Dean." He whispered and Dean smiled, kissing his head.
"Love you too Sammy."
The End.