Peter walked into the house smelling of the forest outside, and slowly made his way to the kitchen where Talia was laying out plates for breakfast, it was easier to just have the table constantly set up for meals with so many people in the house. Talia scrutinized her brother, he was still supposed to be out on patrol with Dean, "back so soon—"Talia listened "-and without Dean, why?" Talia narrowed her eyes at Peter.
"Sam's in town, and not happy about it." Peter starts to put Dishes away.
"So Dean gets to see his brother face to face?" Talia stops wiping the counter.
"Essentially, yeah. I don't know how he will handle it, at least we are stealing Stiles for a sleep over after his check up tomorrow, and I don't think Dean would like Sam being near our pup unsupervised."
"Surely Stiles is safe with Sam he is not a monster." Talia looked at her brother, "and the Sheriff will be there."
"But Stiles is their brother. He knows it too, all it would take is one accidental slip of the tongue, and you know how Stiles talks, especially when the Sheriff isn't there."
"Sam will find out eventually-"Talia started
"If Sam finds out before the Sheriff remembers, what then?" Peter interrupted.
"Alright I get your point." Talia looked at the now clean room, and moved to the Living room. Peter followed her, and smiled when Talia did a double take at the clean room she just entered.
"Dean bribed the kids with thumbprint cookies tomorrow, since Stiles is coming over and they are his favorite." Peter explained the spotless room.
Talia shook her head, she swears Dean uses magic in his cooking. "Well go get him then, he is still patrolling, we will tell him his brother is in town."
"Yes, Alpha." Peter answered quickly before running out of the house. Talia Sat on the couch to wait she remembered when Dean had to bear the burden of his Aunt and Cousins death alone. He was so sad, so destroyed by the information he was graced with, then within a day he pulled himself together ready to fight the world once more.
It took an hour for the boys to return, and they both headed straight for the kitchen to get water.
"–sure it's Sam?" She heard Dean ask.
"Yeah I am sure it's Sam, and his girlfriend Jess."
Dean sighed, "At least he can say good bye to Aunt Claudia, finally."
"Are you okay with this? Really Dean are you okay having Sam here."
"Well I'm happy he's showing interest in family even as unwilling as you describe, I have to keep him away from Stiles until I explain that Sam can't know, until I explain to Sam, why things are the way they are." Dean grit his teeth, "I also have to keep Sam away from Laura, Derek and Cora."
Talia decided a plan should be set in place, "Peter bring Dean in here please, and he is stressing himself out."
"Dean come on, Tals is in the living room, and we will sort it all out."
"Hey, Talia." Dean waved as he came into the room.
"Dean, come on sit down" Talia indicated he sit in the middle of the couch. Peter followed suit and sat on the Dean's other side. "Now why do you think my babies are in danger from your brother?"
"Uhh, Sam never truly understood what it meant that there are two types of Supernatural. That mentality is taught because no matter what bites us we turn into monsters."
"What?" Talia squeezed Dean's hand.
"As a hunter if I asked for the bite from you, I would turn into not a werewolf, it's the curse of the born Hunter, and it's why we kill ourselves before we turn, it's also why we take so long to turn, we are fighting it off it could take weeks to turn, and we never change properly."
"I never knew that?" Peter frowned.
"Yeah it's why its code we essentially always turn into the A type version, and if we don't we turn into something uncontrollable." Dean explained. "So Sam might see the kiddies being all Wolfy and He will pull me aside and allude to your secret, and try and make me see reason that you are not who you say you are, but he won't outright tell me that I was duped all this time, because he feels sorry for me that I didn't see it sooner that My Boyfriend's Family isn't who they say they are. And I will get pissed off, and I will push him away further. He might '—accidentally –' scare one of the kids into revealing themselves, I just –it's a possibility. I am not wanting to risk my family that way." Dean looked down at his hands. "I, Just, I want Sam in my life, but I don't want to give up the Life I have to do it"
"No one's saying you have to."
"I know, but it just feels like an ultimatum all the same."
"Okay" Talia squeezed Dean's hand "we will keep the kids away from Sam, we won't ignore him, but we won't go out of our way to interact with him. You do what you have to do, this is your family, but the pack will always be here, now come on, time for bed, we have Erik's family arriving tomorrow and Stiles is always like a one man army." Talia scents them both before heading up stairs.
"Stop!" Peter scrunches up his nose as Dean gets lost in thought, "you are starting to smell anxious, let's go to bed like Talia says, and we will wake up with Derek or Cora, probably both in our bed. And you can make Cora her Birthday Breakfast." Peter Dragged Dean upstairs. To get ready for Bed. Hopefully the next day would be better.
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Peter was right as usual, Derek and Cora were sleeping with them when Dean woke up. Dean shimmied and shifted around trying not to wake the kids up, while Peter just chuckled at him before trying to get a few more minutes of sleep. Dean shook his head and headed down stairs to start on breakfast, which was actually a simple breakfast, Cora honestly just loves protein so Dean made a lot of sausages, ham, Bacon, and Eggs. Soon the smells made the rest of the pack meander into the Kitchen. Of course Cora was jumping around singing Happy Birthday to me. Dean grinned, and served everyone their meals, he loved this, and he wouldn't give this up for the world.
Cora thanked him for breakfast, but also reminded him that she was owed a cake, he can't skimp out now, So Dean promised a cake, as well as thumbprint cookies later, but he did have to pick up Stiles, after a quick shower, and an hour of pestering Peter while he caught up with work, it was time to go. It was obvious to everyone that Dean was trying to avoid running into Sam accidentally, so waiting the absolute last minute, Peter had to push Him and Derek out the door.
"Dean, why are you Nervous?" Derek asked buckling his seat belt up as Dean expertly backed out of the driveway to the turn around.
"Well, I don't want to see my other brother, do you remember him." Dean frowned, "anyway, we are going through a rough patch where he is, but isn't talking to me, and I don't know why?" Dean sped up, "like it's not like I did anything, maybe he thinks I abandoned him, but Dad tasked me to look after Sam, but mum always told me to look after dad, and I refuse to disobey my mum, like she would know she's in heaven." Derek just nodded, knowing Dean had to talk, even though Derek wasn't fully understanding the situation. "So I can't run away from dad, even though I kinda did, but I am still working with him, hunting things and saving people the family business." Derek mumbled an agreement. "Why is this so complicated like couldn't he understand that I can't abandon my family, and that includes him, why does it have to be all or nothing?"
"Dean, you're panicking, I don't think Little Star needs you panicking as well" Derek Says loudly noticing the anxiety in Dean's chemo signals spiking.
"Okay Der-Bear, your right, we will just go pick up Stiles and then deal with Sammy when we have to." Derek just raised an eyebrow at Dean and shook his head, Dean was still nervous, so Derek turned on the Radio and tuned it to Dean's favorite station.
Thankfully with a calm Dean they arrived at the Hospital where the Sheriff cruiser was parked. Melissa spotted them right away and started to lead them to Stiles. Chatting along the way, when the dreaded words made Derek Grab hold of Dean's hand.
"—I didn't know you had a brother, well to be honest I don't know much about you at all, but the Stilinski's only ever mentioned you, Dean."
"Uhh, he's in school." Dean choked out, and Derek had to drag him forward as they saw the small group of people in the waiting room.
"Hey, Sheriff, look who I found, just in time to pick up Stiles, and young Mr. Whitmore."
The small group looked up, and Jackson ran up to Dean.
"You … you big butt head, MeeChee said you were lost and no one could find you, we were all scared," Jackson kicked Dean before jumping at him to hug him.
"Hi, Jacky boy, I am sorry I was lost," Dean picked up Jackson one handed as Derek wouldn't let go of his other one, and started murmuring reassurances to the kid who was close to tears, Jackson probably wouldn't believe Stiles that Dean was back until he saw Dean Himself. "It's okay Jax," Dean looked over at the Sheriff shaking his head with a grin on his face, and then to a gob smacked Sam who placed himself behind Jess.
Jackson clung to dean and started playing with his collar, "MeeChee's mommy died, Dee."
"I know buddy, I know."
Jackson looked around and whispered, "I'm sorry I didn't stay close like you wanted me too, but MeeChee said it's not my fault, but I kinda think it is. Because my magic necklace always helped but I just wasn't allowed to come."
"That's okay Jax, never ever believe it's your fault okay." Dean whispered back. After that Jackson wiggled out of Dean's arm.
"What, are you the Children Whisperer?" Melissa just looked at Dean. "Maybe you could get Scott to start eating, anything really,"
"I wouldn't put it past him, Talia and I think he uses magic in his cooking." Making Sam choke then looking between his Uncle and Dean.
Jess took in the odd situation and elbowed Sam in the stomach.
Clearing his throat, Sam stepped forward and Derek tightened his hold onto Dean's hand, and Jackson sensing the tension sat down beside the Sheriff, and grabbed his jacket. "Hi – uh – Dean, long time no see. Umm you remember my girlfriend Jess."
"Barely, but nice seeing you again, you Remember my best buddy ever Derek." Dean swung their hands in a semi wave.
"Hello, Sam good to see you again." Derek said politely.
"I don't know who that is?" Jackson said glaring at the interaction.
"That's Dean's little brother. " Noah explained, Jackson frowned. "His name is Sam."
"How come I didn't know you had a brother? … Does MeeChee know?"
"… Does Stiles know about Sam?" the Sheriff asked. "I know you haven't met him" the Sheriff addresses Sam "- but I am sure he knows about you." The Sheriff looks towards Dean.
"Yeah Little Star knows about Sam, I always tell him about Sam." Dean gives Derek hand a little squeeze, to let him know he was still okay.
Sam was looking thoroughly confused. "Who are we talking about?"
"My son Mieczyslaw, He prefers Stiles, but Jackson gets to call him MeeChee, and Dean, Peter and sometimes Derek get to call him Little Star, but to everyone else he is Stiles."
"Oh," was all Sam got out before the exam room opened up. And let out a very grumpy Stiles.
"Ugh, that was the most annoying thing ever Daddy, you have to get your Face poked and prodded next time it's as gloriously coloured as mine. I was released from this torture, only yesterday, mommy says..." Stiles trailed off, The Sheriff suddenly looked to Dean a little scared. "That there is nothing for a bruise but time, and maybe a little apple cider vinegar." Stiles finished looking down, as he mumbled the last bit of his sentence.
"Mieczyslaw come here." The Sheriff held out his arms, and Stiles ran into them.
"I'm sorry daddy."
"Our little Mischief, you have nothing to be sorry for. I love you okay." The Sheriff kissed Stiles on the head and sighed. "Come on, you completely missed everyone who was waiting for you."
"What people, you mean Jack- Jack?"
"No, I mean your Second favorite person in the whole world."
"Peter?" Stiles whipped his head around, and stared at Sam who was directly in Stiles' field of vision, Stiles Examined him from head to toe, and went wide eyed.
"No, I meant Dean." Noah answered in a flat tone, and Stiles took a step back away from Sam.
"Oh, silly Daddy, Dee is number one, who is gigantor?" Stiles pointed to Sam "and why is he looking at me like that."
"Hey Kid I thought I was number one." The Sheriff pushed Stiles' head, who giggled a little bit, before glaring at Sam again.
"No seriously who is gigantor," Stiles looked around and spotted Jackson beside him. "Jack quick, am I hallucinating a giant looking at me."
"No, that's apparently Dean's" Jackson looked Sam up and down as well with a raised eyebrow, while Sam started to blush a bright red. "Little Brother."
"Oh, that's Sam" Stiles nodded sagely "I thought Dean made him up. Just to tell me stories." Stiles straightened up and Stared at Sam, "Nice meeting you, I guess. Excuse me. Come on Jack-Jack" Stiles dodged around Sam while dragging Jackson behind him and spotted Derek and Dean standing a bit further back in the waiting room. "Dee, He's real?"
"Yeah he's real kid," Dean Stares at Sam who seems shocked, to see physical evidence of how long he's been away. "Hey hold on to Der-bear okay, I'm going to talk to Sam, and your dad."
"Okay, Derek, can we go to the vending machine?" Stiles looked up to Derek, while holding his free hand out to Dean.
Dean rolled his eyes and handed over a ten dollar bill. "Nothing to big we have a cake and thumbprint cookies to make later. Derek you're in charge."
"Dean, you shouldn't give in like that."
"Uncle, I know that Derek is a health nut and will actually get them something small, and keep the change for later." Dean edged his way over to his uncle and gave him a hug, "how you holding up?"
Noah took a deep breath and sighed before letting Dean go. "I ... I don't know. Better than I expected, but that's because I am worried about Stiles, but he's resilient."
"Yeah he's a trooper." Dean said before turning towards Sam. "Come on, you haven't seen me in four years and I don't even get a hug?" Dean grabbed Sam, and it was rather awkward. But dean was happy, he was able to tell that Sam was doing okay. Letting go quickly, he addressed Jess. "Hi, I guess I have you to thank that my brother hasn't starved himself". Dean winked at the beaming girl, and gave her a hug as well "Nice to meet you properly, Jess."
"Hey, I remember you, you were one of Stiles' many Babysitters" The sheriff points at Jess. "You, I believe weren't scared off, probably because you gave him puzzles that should have been too advanced for a two year old." After a quick smile towards the girl, the Sheriff looked a little hurt, he wasn't elected Sheriff because of popularity alone, and he put two and two together and came up with four just fine. He turned to Sam with a near blank face "I didn't know you were dating the Moore's daughter, we could've hung out, or you could've stayed with us, Dean's room is always open, because he usually stays with the Hales when he's in town. I know the Moore's they are always complaining about space, since they moved to that town house downtown." Noah, looked at his phone, "I tried phoning the only number I had for you, then Dean gave me a new one a few years ago, but he said you never answered it. Claudia tried to invite you to Mieczyslaw's first birthday." The Sheriff looked at Sam trying desperately to shrink in on himself. "Don't be a stranger Sam, you are family." Noah pat Sam's shoulder. "Come on Dean lets go find my son, you probably sugared up, because you forgot that Derek can't say no to Stiles."
Dean waved over his shoulder and didn't look back as the Sheriff led them away. Sam belatedly raised a hand, and watched sadly as his uncle walked away from him. He didn't realize he was clenching his fist until Jess grabbed his hand and made him relax.
"We can fix it." Jess said.
"Fix what?" Sam shook his head, and started to walk towards the exit. Jess stared at Sam's back not knowing what to do except follow and hope that Sam works out whatever it is that is blocking him from accepting that he has family that obviously love him.
