Sam fell to his knees, his mouth opening in shock as tears of joy ran down his face. Mary and John were standing dumbstruck in front of him with Benny laughing at the sight that greeted the four of them. In the clearing of the driveway a four legged form was starting to make itself known. Hobbling towards them with something on its back. The white fur was barely visible underneath the various caking of mud though the green eyes stood out, a triumphant look was shining through underneath was a degree of pain though the Alpha did not seem to register that part. The figure on his back seemed to be happily chatting away until he noticed Sam then he emitted a high pitched squeal.

"DDDDDDAAAAAADDDDDDDYYYYYY!" the little boy squeaked out in delight as Dean lowered himself so that Junior could hop off. He ran on his chubby legs straight into Sam's open arms. He scooped up his son, burying his head in his hair he allowed the pent up emotions to come spilling out. He breathed in the familiar scent loving having this weight back, Junior wrapped his own arms around Sam's shoulders and he too seemed to be crying. This moment was everything he had thought it would be and more. "Daddy, missed you," the young wolf whispered into his shoulder.

"Missed you too monkey," Sam replied pressing a kiss to the boy's head before lifting his gaze to peer at the Alpha. Dean was sitting on the ground, he was now back in his human form, huh when did he shift? Wait…he was conscious…his eyes widened at Dean who was grinning back at him though he held his right arm up to his chest. Mary and John were beside him, Mary scolding him while checking him out while John seemed to be having trouble from hiding his proud smirk from his wife. Dean could shift…he could shift at will…Sam guessed that his time as a wolf had done him some good after all. Immense pride bubbled up inside of him and the omega wanted nothing more than to go over there and show his mate just how he was feeling. But that was what the problem was…that was all that it had come down to…they weren't mates. He was still Adam's no matter how much any one of them wanted to believe otherwise.

He turned his attention from the Alpha back to the boy in his arms who was peering at him with a bright smile on his face. He didn't seem to have a scratch on him but with Adam it was always the mental abuse that was the most damaging. Sam brushed the boy's blond hair back from his face so that he could see into his eyes. The innocence was still there as well as the hint of mischief that was always present, he seemed ok. "I won't leave you again," he whispered kissing Junior on his cheek.

"You not leave me," Junior replied nodding he placed his own sloppy kiss to Sam's cheek with his saliva running down his skin but he didn't mind. "GRANDPA!" the boy screamed at someone over his shoulder.

Sam turned noticing his father make his way out of the house with a shocked expression on his face. His eyes were filling with tears and Sam knew it meant a lot to Bobby to have some time with his grandson regardless of who the Alpha father was. He smiled at him as he made his way over to the pair. Junior's arms were outstretched towards Bobby who grasped hold of him spinning him around in a circle to the young wolf's delight. Sam laughed at their antics, out of the corner of his eye he noticed Dean wave his parents off as he laid on the ground seeming content to just gaze at the rising sun. He was naked apart from his father's jacket laid across his lap, his skin was covered in mud and his long hair was matted behind him but he did not seem to care.

"Can you watch him for me?" He asked his father who was watching him watch Dean.

"He did this?" Bobby asked holding the young wolf tighter to his chest.

"Yeah," Sam breathed out not quite believing it himself.

"Take your time, I will talk to him later," Bobby nodded. "How about a nice story then a nap?"

"Yay story!" Junior giggled leaning in for a kiss from Sam. "I want to hear about white wolf," he laughed his eyes staring at Dean with hero-worship. "I want Wolfie to read to me," he beamed puffing out his chest.

Sam laughed shaking his head fondly. "One day, I need to talk to him first, go with your grandpa."

"Ok," Junior sighed. "Love you Daddy."

"Love you too."

…

Dean stared at the sky, the morning pink was dancing around the clouds giving the atmosphere a soft gentle glow. His arm hurt like a bitch but it wasn't anything he couldn't heal, didn't help him running on a broken bone but there was not much else he could do. He had taken the longest route he could, trying to throw anyone who would be chasing him off of his tail. He wasn't stupid it would not be long until they would be found but for the moment he wanted to take time to compose himself. His body felt better than it had for days, he could feel the strength flood through his muscles, his legs especially. For the first time since he had brought back he finally felt right in his own skin…hell for the first time in his whole life he finally felt like he was who he was meant to be. And all it took was being shot in the head, changing to save himself, having to suffer with temporary paralysis and brain damage. If only he had known, it would be that easy…

He loved the smile he had seen on Sam's face that made it all worthwhile. To see the omega, look like the man he had fallen for in the first place. He needed something to put the light back in his eyes, Dean knew it couldn't be him not when Sam was mated to another so he had decided on the next best thing. Yes, ok maybe he had freaked out a little when Sam told him he had had a son with that monster. That A dam had a better claim on the omega that Dean had in the eyes of their laws. The thought of his brother touching…no it was best not to go there…seeing the child in question though…he was just an innocent boy with Sam's smile and long hair who had been brought into this shit storm. He did not need to suffer because of who one of his father's was. At the end of the day that boy was his nephew and he would do anything for his family. At least that was how he was explaining the protective urge he had when he had seen the young wolf.

Junior was part of his pack and he would make sure he was accepted as so. No one was going to hurt him or use him in their war against Adam. Oh and this was a war. Seeing the mansion, seeing the way that he treated other weres had caused his blood to boil. There was no doubt in his mind what he had to do, now he just needed the power to do so. Adam was creating a large army so Dean needed to match it. He was just not sure how he was going to do that yet. Another unknown to add to the pile that was his life.

He hummed placing his hands under his head he allowed his eyes to close. His body relaxed into the grass, the tips tickling at his skin making him aware that he was still naked. Shrugging his shoulders, he made sure that the jacket was at least covering his modesty now that there were minors around. Everyone else had seen him naked some point in his life anyways, when you were a were modesty was not really a thing. Shifting done a number on clothes and it became tedious having to keep replacing what you ripped.

Dean sensed someone approaching, he allowed one of his eyes to open to see his sun start to be blocked out by this giant form standing over him. Chuckling he closed his eye again and patted the grass beside him the omega seeming to take the hint. Sam unfurled his long frame, lying beside him with neither one saying a word. Dean didn't really need to hear him say anything his smile was enough thanks.

"Good kid," Dean said after a while.

"Yeah, surprising really," Sam sighed his arm brushing against Dean's briefly before he pulled away at the shock of the contact. So it wasn't just him that could still feel the tingles whenever they touched. It was like when they had first met and he had been unsure why he had been feeling the way he was. Before he realised that Adam had been using his scent to steal his mate.

"Nah," Dean replied cocking his head to the side and peering at the omega through squinted eyes. "Not with a Daddy like you."

A blush started to form across Sam's cheeks before he seemed to be able to stop himself. He coughed pushing his hair away from his face trying to cover it up. "You don't know what I am like," he added his eyes peering off into the distance seeming to want to get his reactions under control.

"I imagined it," Dean replied pushing up onto his elbows.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

A silence settled between them as they both mourned the future they had wanted, how much Dean wanted to see Sam's stomach swell with his pups. How he would be the best father he could, how their family would finally be complete. And yet here they were, four years later neither mated to the other and one with a pup with another. How shitty their reality had become compared to their fantasy? "Why Junior?" Dean asked when the silence had started to become uncomfortable.

"Adam chose it," Sam replied. "Adam Junior Winchester," he spat out the name like it was poison. "I refuse to call him that so I stick with Junior."

"Good call," Dean replied pushing up on his elbows so that he was in sitting position making sure that the jacket was firmly across his lap.

"Thank you Dean…I don't know how to say…you don't know how much this means you doing this…they didn't see you…god…you stayed out of their way…" Sam rambled on to which Dean smiled at.

"Nah, in and out, like a ninja," Dean winked at the omega who chuckled shaking his head fondly. "Seriously Sammy you don't need to thank me; anyone would have done the same."

"Yeah right…wait…you're talking in complete sentences," Sam gasped.

"I might not be college smart but I'm not stupid," Dean replied crossing his arms to his chest and raising his eyebrows.

"I didn't say you was stupid…the brain damage…" the omega added trailing off at those words not seeming to want to go any further. His eyes peered at the scar at the side of Dean's head, the permanent reminder of what Adam had done to tear their world apart. "I heard them talking…Mary and John…they didn't think it would be possible…"

"Yeah well, what about me is?" Dean added running a hand through his hair hating the matt and the clumps of mud that was in it. "I don't know; I guess my wolf fixed me."

"Thank god he did," Sam mumbled to which Dean frowned at. "We need you…the pack I mean."

"Maybe I can be of some use now," Dean added.

"Dean everyone is here because of you; they are fighting because you never gave up. You defied all odds and you never think of yourself. Even when you were at your weakest you were never weak or a burden. The pack loves you, everyone here does. What you done today I will never forget Dean Winchester, you saved my son just don't put yourself in danger again. I don't know what…" Sam trailed off his words starting to go into a territory neither one of them was sure they could enter. No matter how much they might want to.

Dean drew out a deep shaky breath, he leaned forward and grasped Sam's hands in his own feeling the omega squeeze tightly rather than pull away like he used to. His eyes stared at the mating mark wanting to scrub it clean with his mind if that was even possible. He wanted to turn back time to four years ago, tell himself that sacrificing himself was not the best option. He wanted to scream at his past self for the choice he had made in trying to kill Adam, there was always another way and at the time there had seemed to have been no hope. He had been selfish in his need to stop anyone else from dying and it was this selfishness that had caused the omega to end up back in his brother's bed.

"I won't give up on you," Dean said moving closer so that his body was almost touching Sam's. He could feel the heat radiating off of the omega along with the smell of his arousal. Sam's scent wrapped around him like a vice, screaming out for an Alpha but he wasn't the right one. Not anymore. "I will find a way to break his hold on you," he added leaning closer the unmated Alpha inside of him reacting to the omega's needs. "When I kill him you will be free I promise," he breathed his words dancing across Sam's lips. Whispering promises into his skin like he wanted the omega to believe them, to breathe them every day.

"I'm not worth it," Sam replied though his eyes never lost their focus with Dean's.

"You always were and always will be," Dean interrupted.

"Junior…"

"Is my nephew and part of this pack."

"Dean…"

"I know Sammy," Dean replied dropping the omega's hands and ignoring the way he was tenting his father's jacket he just hoped John wouldn't notice. "He will know." He growled wanting nothing more than to stake his claim on the omega, though were's had a way of knowing when another were was messing with their mate. Adam would know the instance something happened between them and it wouldn't take a genius to figure out who that other Alpha would be. Providing he had not seen him during his previous night's excursion. "There must be a way."

"Just promise me that no matter what you will protect Junior."

"With my life," Dean answered meaning it.

Slowly Sam nodded and pulled away from the Alpha though he seemed torn. He peered towards the house and inclined his head at Dean before making his way back inside, probably to see his son.

Dean growled banging his fists on the ground in frustration, forgetting about his healing broken arm until he felt the bone crack once more. Why was his life such a mess? He finally felt like he and Sam were on the same page but they couldn't do anything about it? Sam was his mate not Adams and yet he would be the one in the wrong. His life was fucked up. It was about time he started to take control.

Pushing to his feet he allowed the jacket to fall, grasping it he hung it over his arm not caring about showing everyone what he had to offer. He sensed that Junior was tucked up with Bobby, with Ashely with Ellen. He strode into the house, with no signs of shaking in his legs to his relief. He flipped Benny off who wolf whistled at him and ignored Charlie who was blatantly checking him out as she breastfed. His mother and father were nestled together, enjoying having a moment though they both didn't hide their surprise at his sudden recovery. He shot them a small smile as he pushed open his bedroom door, throwing his father's jacket at his head who gave him a disgusted look. Laughing he strode into the room and started to run the bath. He felt the strongest he had ever been and it was time for him to start to look the part. He was meant to be this powerful crown Alpha and he was going to show the world what that actually meant.

He peered at his reflection in the mirror while his bath was running, he grasped the scissors from the medicine cabinet and stared at the long hair that hung in front of his face. The man staring back at him was not the Dean Winchester he knew.

There was a gentle knock on the door and his mother stepped into the room with a proud smile on her face. She gestured towards the scissors. "Need a hand with that?"

…

Adam tipped the desk over not caring about his fancy computer screen or his now cold coffee. His anger raged as he punched out the window and threw the lamp at the nearest omega who screeched out in pain. He didn't care about anyone of these people in front of him. The guard he posted outside of his son's door was on his knees in front of him pointlessly babbling for his life like it was going to do any good to change his mind. He sneered leaning down so that his lips were at the man's ear. Worthless human started to shake.

"Tell me one more time," he hissed not moving from where he was, his eyes staring into his ruined desk in front of him.

"I…"

"I said tell me not stutter," Adam raged slamming his fist into the man's stomach before grasping him by the shoulders and throwing him on the ground. He straddled his lap and placed his hands at the man's throat with just enough pressure to show that he was a threat. "Speak!"

"I heard him shout…I went into the room…there was a wolf there…he…he jumped out the window…I didn't have a chance…"

"And what colour was this wolf?" Adam sneered exerting further pressure cutting off the man's air supply slightly to the point his face was starting to turn an interesting shade of red. "What. Colour." He reiterated through clenched teeth, the rest of the were's backing away from him slowly.

"It was dark…"

"WHAT FUCKING COLOUR!" Adam screeched.

"It was covered in mud…but it had white on it…"

Adam snarled twisting his hands and hearing the man's neck snap in his grasp. He threw the dead body onto the ground before spitting in his general direction. He turned his attention to the remaining force of his guards indicating to the body behind him as a silent threat. "Find me my son," he growled pushing the doors open. "AND CLEAN UP THIS FUCKING MESS!" he shouted at the omega who was cowering at the door, blood dripping down from the head wound he had caused from throwing the lamp at her.

So they were trying to use a distraction…a white wolf…no fucking way…he had killed the only white wolf in existence. They were trying to make him crack, loose his nerve like that was going to happen. Oh he knew full well that his so called mate was behind this. When he got him back he would make him suffer, he would take their son away to be trained by the best were's that he had on his team and Sam would not see him again. He would drug his omega to the point where he would beg to carry his children, pup after pup after pup. He smirked as he started to form his plan.

…

Sam held his son to his chest, running his fingers through his blond locks he pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. Junior was content being held, his bright eyes staring up at him, the exact mirror of his father's. "Remember what we talked about?" he asked reaching into his pocket to pull out a case.

"Yes Daddy."

"Good boy," he added flipping open the case he peered down at the set of blue contact lenses he had in his pocket. Every day he had to remind himself why he was doing this…why he made his son wear them. It was for his own protection no one else had to know about him. He grabbed the lenses and tipped his son's head up, gently he propped them into place with Junior not flinching one bit. His eyes were red from having worn the lenses for weeks on end but luckily his wolf gene had been healing that evidence away. "No one can know. Just our secret." He added placing the contact case back into his pocket.

"Get some sleep now Junior," he whispered tucking the boy back into bed and pulling the covers up to his chin.

"Night Daddy," the little voice called out.

"Night Dean…"

TBC (Another long chapter for you, you lucky lot! So things are heating up now! Hope you all enjoyed that one, I am loving writing this story so hopefully you are enjoying reading! See you all in chapter Thirteen!)