The first leg of the drive was spent talking about all kinds of things, the subjects were pretty banal but that didn't matter to Dean because Jamie didn't know him and thus made no judgements on his opinions and Dean had plenty of them. The teen also had important things he wanted to ask this guy with the fresh perspective.

When they all stopped for hot food and to refuel, Sam was disappointed to learn he couldn't ride with Dean and Jamie. Bobby's heart couldn't handle Sam's sad puppy eyes so he bought the kid some granola bars, gum and a plastic coated state map at the counter to placate the ten year old.

It was really Dean who did the placating when he kissed his brother on the forehead and told Sam "suck it up buttercup; I've got private stuff to talk about. No kids allowed." Dean did it with a smile and Sam never could resist it.

If it this was important to Dean it was important to him.

…

Dean was into it. The music was a little too new for him but this was The Boss singing and he could respect that. His legs were bouncing and hands going in time to the music while he sang the lyrics with Jamie.

Message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I want to change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark…

He stuck his hand out the window to catch the summer breeze and for a moment Dean forgot all about the struggles and uncertainly, he was a teenager in a cool ride and everything was five by five so he asked the burning question on the tip of his tongue.

Dean shut the tape off and got scolded for messing with a guy's music and yes, it was a sin but he wanted the straight scoop from this relative stranger and not Bobby who might have been trying to make him feel better.

"Have you ever hunted with an omega before?"

"Well I'm and omega so the answer is a resounding yes."

Dean's eyes grew wide and he forgot all about plucking at loose threads on his jeans, "Seriously?"

"Seriously," Jamie sniffed his pit, "I have perfected my scent block." The omega let out a chuckle, "I'm a little offended you couldn't tell. I'm not the prettiest horse in the stable but I have my charms."

Dean leaned over and sniffed him without asking which was rude, but he needed to find out if he missed anything. He'd been trying to figure Jamie out all day. "Wow, yeah I don't smell anything except spices and mint."

"Hey, how would you feel if I went sniffing around there without asking?"

"I dunno I might like it."

"A warning Dean, be careful what you say. I know you're kidding around but the next person might take you seriously."

"Ok."

"Not ok, do you understand what I'm saying? You're only thirteen and you might not realize it yet but you're a beautiful kid. Monsters aren't the only predators out there."

Now embarrassed as hell, Dean got a little hot under the collar, "Yeah, I know what you mean!"

"Ok, good."

"Can I tell you something and you promise not to go blabbing?"

"Sure."

"I'm an omega."

With that admission the weight on Dean's shoulders was halved instantly. It was one thing for Sam, Bobby and John to know and another thing for someone outside of the family to know. Saying it out loud meant he couldn't take it back, it was out there raw and real.

It didn't surprise Jamie at all, even if Bobby wouldn't have told him Dean was a baby omega the signs were all there. The kid's attempt at scent block was terrible. Dean's body was giving off subtle hormonal signals through sweat, traces of urine and even when he exhaled.

Jamie's motto was minty fresh was best.

"Welcome to our elite group, little brother. Now let me clue you in as to what it means to be an omega hunter."

…..

"Don't get up, crawl to me on your hands and knees."

John crawled across the cheap orange carpet to the beckoning figure. He sat back on his haunches, waiting for direction. He got a slap across the mouth with a rock hard cock.

"Suck it, alpha trash."

John looked up at this rare creature smiling down at him with ruby painted lips stretched around white teeth.

"Go on big boy, do it and don't forget to swallow my load."

John Winchester hadn't sucked a single dick in his life, but he told himself that this was ok because of the pussy waiting for him just behind those two pink balls.

The alpha closed his eyes before he licked the tip. John used every move others had used on him. When his teeth grazed the sensitive skin on the shaft, the omega let out a hiss and cursed him. He must have done something right because after a few minutes the omega grabbed John's thick dark hair and skull fucked him.

He gagged every time it hit the back of his throat and it wasn't long before John was swallowing his first load ever besides his own. He knew it was sterile which made it more palatable.

Victor pulled back on the hunter's hair and his dick slid out, "You are such a good cocksucker. Are you sure you haven't done this before?" He was mocking the alpha of course. The rush he got from putting someone like John Winchester on his knees and treating him like a slut always got the omega wet as hell.

The danger for both of them made this more exciting. For John it was meeting his very first omega hunter while out tracking. It seemed they were after the same prey and instead of punishing the omega for hunting, he allowed him to stay. Actually it was the rifle slung over the omega's shoulder and the knife at his side that convinced John to back off.

For Victor the excitement came from standing up to this big male and he was more than ready to fight if need be.

Three dead rugarus later, the unlikely pair found a motel where Victor surprised John by demanding he strip after calling him a knuckle dragging alpha bitch. That got the seasoned hunter so hard his dick hurt and before he knew it he was naked and on his knees.

…..

They systematically cleaned out the nest and now there were just three vampires left, with one missing a foot curtesy of Jamie. The two able bodied vamps charged the freaky hunter who took the foot instead of the head of one of their own.

Jamie used the machetes he held in each hand and did a two for special before Bobby or Dean could reach him. When Bobby went to dispatch the footless vamp Jamie told him to wait and Bobby didn't take it kindly.

"Last time I checked we chop off the heads and not the feet. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finish this filth off."

"Because maybe Sam might want to get in on this, it would be good practice. It's up to you guys I don't know how you operate when it comes to the kid."

Dean made the decision; he went to his brother who was safely stowed away with his own machete. They watched as Dean spoke softly to Sam and the boy nodded. The brothers went to the snarling vamp leaning against the wall and cradling her foot. She took a swipe at Sam with her long nails and missed.

"Go on Sammy, finish it off."

She threw her foot with all her strength and smacked Dean in the face and he cried out in surprise. Sam swung and neatly separated the head from the body.

"Nothing or no one hurts my Dean…"

….

John woke up early the next morning to the smell of pastries and coffee. He was greeted by the sight of a freshly showered and dressed Victor holding up a white bag and a paper tray with two coffees. John gave the omega a genuine smile that is until the previous night's events came back to him.

He headed straight for the shower without a word to Victor. The omega leaned against the open door to watch the show and have a little talk with the freaked out alpha.

"John, don't be weird about what happened. We had fun and you got all nice and relaxed and went with the flow of the evening. Think of it as a post hunt stress reliever."

John stuck his head out the clear shower curtain, hair full of soap, "Look, I've never done anything like that before. I blame it on the booze and it won't happen again."

Victor checked his nails and frowned at the sight of chipped red polish. "There is nothing to be ashamed of; you aren't the only alpha I've had on his knees. I'll admit you are the hottest though. Once I saw that denim clad bulge of yours yesterday I knew you'd be a real stud in the sack."

"Stop talking about me like I'm a goddamn piece of meat!"

"Oh honey, turnabout is fair play."

The curtain was draw back a little too hard and ripped off two of the plastic rings. John vigorously rubbed his fit body dry and brushed past Victor. When he went to grab his jeans from the floor the omega stepped on them.

He growled, "Move your foot."

"Not until you sit down and eat your damn breakfast, oh and you're welcome."

Over crullers and coffee John berated the omega for being out there hunting and especially all tarted up.

Victor told the alpha he had no fucks to give what John thought and he wore the deep red polish and lipstick as intimidation because red meant danger. Their silly verbal sparring continued until the coffee and crullers ran out.

They fucked again, this time with Victor's long legs wrapped around John's waist and impaled on the alpha's meat. They broke a chair and put a hole in the wall and both ended up with bites and scratches.

The hunters parted ways with a kiss and John with another phone number to add to his collection. John drew a heart next to Victor's number, denoting a very special encounter. It was the only heart in the bunch.

John left not only sexually satisfied but also very conflicted and confused.

…..

The morning Jamie prepared to leave Sam and Dean made him a big breakfast and Dean even tried his hand at a fancy coffee drink by adding chocolate drink mix and cream to Bobby's gut rot coffee.

Before Jamie left he gave Bobby a hug that the elder alpha kind of grumbled through even though he secretly enjoyed it. Sam got a kiss on the cheek and was told someday he'd be a real kitty tamer whatever that meant; Bobby thought it was pretty funny.

Bobby took Sam back to the house so the two omegas could part in private.

Jamie and Dean hugged and it wasn't a dude hug where you clapped each other on the back and let go, this hug was warm and gentle.

"Dean, out there are omegas we call our sages who keep written and oral records of every aspect of omega history. I hope one day you find one of these wise elders and learn about our journey. Remember, no matter where you are in this great big world, there is a common thread that binds omegas together. To spend time with a sage is a life altering experience."

"Where do I find one of these sages?"

"If you can't find one, a sage will find you eventually. It's different for everyone."

Dean waved until the El Camino was out of sight.

…

September

Bobby took the boys on a little shopping trip to the thrift store for school clothes and they scored some great finds. Their beloved uncle even sprung for new socks, underwear and sneakers for the both of them. They went for haircuts and Dean got his high and tight and Sam a trim. There was a trip to the dentist which Dean hated though his teeth were perfect. When the dental assistant showed Sam the treasure box of toys, he took two parachute guys, one for him and one for Dean.

John actually showed up to get them enrolled in school and sign off on Bobby as their guardian for emergencies.

There were a few times during the visit that Sam held his breath and waited for their dad to change his mind but he didn't.

The goodbye between Sam and John proved to be a little awkward.

John lifted Sam off his feet during their hug and Sam hated it. Only Dean was allowed to do that.

"I'll miss you Sam."

Sam's reply felt like a knife in the heart, "You can visit any time you want but you just don't want to."

"Ouch."

Sam felt a little bad for saying that since his dad was leaving again so he hugged John around the waist briefly before going inside.

John went to Dean and cupped his hand over his son's freckled cheek. Dean closed his eyes, leaning into his heroes touch and then it was gone.

"Remember, don't get involved in any of the crap that goes on in school. Watch your back because everyone is working some kind of angle."

"Yes Sir."

"With your condition make sure you watch your back around boys."

"It's not a condition."

"Just touch my face again…hug me, lift me off my feet like you did with Sammy…I need you, Dad…"

"I'm headed to Louisiana; there are reports of some sort of gator crab thing killing fisherman."

Dean lowered his eyes, "Wish I could help."

John gave him a pat on the back, "Don't give Bobby too much shit and try to pass your classes. I know damn well your smart but you don't apply yourself."

"Yes Sir."

It gutted Dean to watch John slide into Baby's driver's seat and hear that familiar rumble purr she made when that key was turned.

He waved until her tail lights disappeared.

TBC