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Dean limped out of the elevator still holding on to Castiel. He let Gabriel go first, "Kevin, please, the prince, Cas, they're hurt."

"So are you," Kevin answered back.

"It's just a scratch, help them first."

It seemed like Kevin wanted to argue but he must've seen something on Dean's face because he just nodded stiffly and went to check on Adam first.

Dean limped forward and put Cas on an empty gurney. He cut off Cas' shirt and took a good look at his abdomen. It looked like it was just a scratch and he wasn't actually stabbed but he had lost a lot of blood which would explain his unconscious state.

"You're going to be fine, buddy."

"How is he," asked a soft voice behind him.

"It could've been worse, but I think we got your brother here on time."

Gabriel nodded and put one hand on top of Cas' head and another one on his chest, almost as if he was making sure Castiel was breathing.

Dean put a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sure Cas will be fine, Gabriel, he's a tough, nerdy, little dude."

Gabriel didn't even bother to correct Dean over his name and just smiled. Dean gave Gabriel one last pat and went to check on the prince.

"How's he doing," Dean asked the doctor.

"Could've been worse, the bullet only grazed him. I guess he fainted because of shock."

Dean sighed, "Well, it's a good thing he didn't faint until after he opened the secret door. He's a brave kid."

Kevin's back stiffened and Dean couldn't help but notice it, "Uh, Dean, actually," Gabriel interrupted, "Adam didn't open the secret door, you did."

"What? That's impossible; Adam said that only the royal family could open the door."

Kevin decided to chime in, "That's true, only a member of the immediate royal family can open that door," Kevin looked at Dean pointedly, hoping to convey his message.

Dean actually took a step back, his face full of disbelief and a hint of fear, "No," he denied, "the only members left are Sam Winchester and Adam Milligan. I know this for a fact."

"Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo but I saw it with my own two eyes, you opened the door."

"I need to get back to the battlefield now that I know the important actual royals are safe," Dean turned to try to see how to get the hell out of there and their weird theories. Unfortunately, he was blocked by Kevin.

"Look, doc, I don't want to hurt you but if you don't move and open that door for me I will."

Kevin straightened his back, "Only a member of the royal family can open the door. If you don't believe that you're a Winchester than put your hand on it and see if it opens or not."

Dean growled in frustration while he started pacing, "Why the hell are you two playing this game? There is a battle going on outside and the only way that two princes will be safe is if I go outside and help them. Besides, there is no way in hell that I'm the lost heir."

Gabriel sighed while Kevin left the room, "Listen, kiddo, let's just think about this and look at the facts. One," Gabriel put up a finger, "you opened the door, I saw it. Adam was unconscious so it couldn't have been him. Two," Kevin entered the room holding papers close to his chest, almost as if he had to guard them."

"Hey," Gabriel had snapped his fingers close to Dean's face to get his attention again, "Like I was saying, two, you appeared in the middle of a city ten hours away from here with no memory three days after the lost prince had disappeared."

Dean looked at him in shock.

"Oh yeah, I have fingers in many pies and I know a few people here and there that help me when I want to look someone up. One of them is researching the guy my baby brother was suddenly hanging out with the Righteous Order. He may not have known I was alive but I knew where he was and made sure he was safe."

"Finally, last but not least, your name is coincidentally the same name as the lost prince and you have dreams of a boy named Sam, c'mon Dean, you're not that dense."

Dean felt his cheek twitch and moved towards the doors, "This is ridiculous, Kevin open this door, now! That is an order!"

Kevin came forward but instead of opening the doors he handed Dean three pieces of papers, "Read these first and if you still don't believe me then you can leave."

Dean snatched the papers out of his hands while glowering at the doctor. They were wasting time trying to convince Dean of a preposterous theory while there was a war going on outside. Dean took the papers and skimmed them until he reached the bottom of the page. Dean froze when he read what it said.

"Bobby was going to tell you tonight," said Kevin, "but then this stupid coup happened and now all three of you are in danger."

Dean felt his vision blur and even then he could still see the words in his mind, 'Dean Singer 99.9% DNA match to John Winchester. Conclusion: John Winchester is the father.'

Dean felt faint. He looked at the other pages and saw that not only was Adam his half-brother but Sam was his full-blooded brother. How could this be? Dean was nobody special, he was a soldier through and through. He was the grunt. He took the bullets for the truly important people and he kept his mouth shut about it. He wasn't a prince let alone the heir apparent to the biggest kingdom in the world.

"No, I refuse to accept this. I have a war to fight," Dean got up and went to the door. If he had to he would break the fucking thing to get back. He had to find Bobby, he's real father. He was stopped when he heard a small voice call his name.

"Dean," Dean turned to see Adam holding the papers and looking at Dean with tears in his eyes, "Dean, are you really my brother? Why are you leaving, please stay!"

Dean was assaulted by a small streak and then he felt his leg being wrapped. He couldn't help but sigh, "Listen, kid, I'm not who you think I am. I'm nobody."

Adam let go and stumped his little foot, "No, I saw the papers, you're my brother. You're the real heir. You told me earlier that I have a responsibility to my people and that I shouldn't run away from it but now that you're in that position you're going to leave."

Adam rubbed his eyes, trying to dispel his tears and damn if it didn't break Dean's heart, "Please don't leave!"

"Dean," he looked up and saw Kevin calling him over, he picked up Adam and looked at what Kevin was pointing. It was a computer screen and on it, it said, "Dean Winchester Authorization."

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Lucifer tore the papers in front of him into little pieces, "So what you're trying to say, Walker, is that I failed all those years ago and that little brat is still alive?!"

Lucifer couldn't help but feel smug when Walker took a step back in fear.

"Sir, I don't think you failed but whoever tried to kill Dean did. You have done nothing wrong, my liege."

Lucifer tapped his fingers on the Winchester's, no his, throne. This would not do. He had planned to kill the little brat that stood in the way, mated Sam and put his pups in him. Sure, he didn't have to mate Sam and could just kill him off but he couldn't think of a sweeter revenge towards John Winchester than taking his throne and fucking his only Omega son. Too bad the old bastard had to die before Lucifer could make his move.

"You're liege if you would be so kind to hear my suggestion," Lucifer waved his hand to give his approval, "Maybe, we get the two Winchester brats and kill them in front of everyone in public execution. That would quell any hope for anyone who would want to rebel. Besides, when you're mated to Sam Winchester, legally, you'll be the only one who can hold the crown. So I say let's make a show out of this."

Lucifer laughed darkly, there was a reason he kept Gordan around and this was one of them; he had a real sadistic streak to him.

"Fine, find them and bring both the princes to me alive."

Lucifer could already taste his victory.

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