Oh boy was right. Mr. Lane had a slight grin on his face that made Dean uneasy. "Mr. Winchester." He said and shook his hand and Dean had to hold back his wince when the alpha squeezed his had too tight.
"Mr. Murray tells me you've worked here since your junior year of high school. That's impressive." Mr. Lane stated.
"Yes, sir." Dean said cautiously.
"Now, if it had come to my attention sooner that you were an omega." Mr. Lane stated, eyeing Dean up and down. "I would have never let you do as much as you do for this gallery. An omega has no place to be in charge, let alone display their attempts at art. You should have been placed behind that reception desk and nothing else." Mr. Lane said with a deep frown.
"Sir, if I may. If it were not for Dean and his beautiful pieces of art, I'm afraid the gallery would not be doing as well as it is." Mr. Murray intervened.
"Alex. This is the weakest gallery I have in the state of Kansas and Missouri." Mr. Lane snapped his attention to Dean's boss.
"You're just upset still because I accidentally bumped into you at the grocery store." Dean said before his brain could stop him.
"EXCUSE ME?" Mr. Lane growled shifting his gaze to Dean, who stood tall instead of cowering. "You're fired." he hissed.
"What?" Dean gasped.
"You heard me. Get out. I was going to demote you anyway." Mr. Lane grinned.
"Because I'm an omega?! You can't do that asshole." Dean growled.
"I just did. Now gather your things and begone with yourself. You're lucky I'm still going to give you your two weeks pay." Mr. Lane glared.
"Fuck you. You haven't heard the last of me." Dean said and stormed into his office to grab his things before storming out the back door.
Dean was furious on the drive home. He had to roll down his window the car was starting to become overwhelming with the scent of pissed off omega, he pulled into the driveway too pissed off to pick up Henry. He unlocked the door and stayed as quiet as possible, knowing Cas would be asleep.
Cas had just come out of the bathroom when he thought he heard the front door open and close. Deciding to investigate, he slowly made his way down the hall and almost sneezed at the strong scent of Dean being pissed off.
He made his way down the stairs and found Dean sitting at the island in the kitchen glaring at the bowl of fruit in front of him. "Dean? What's wrong?" Cas asked.
"Nothing. Go back to bed, I'm sorry I woke you." Dean huffed.
"I was just going to bed and something is obviously bothering you." Cas said sliding his hand over Dean's shoulder.
"Remember that alpha from the store last night?" Dean asked.
"Yes. Did he find you?" Cas asked.
"Yes and no." Dean sighed and turned to face Cas. "Turns out he's the owner of the gallery. I got fired." Dean said.
"What? Dean, he can't fire you for that." Cas said getting angry.
"He said he was going to demote me before he figured out who I was because 'an omega has no place being in charge or displaying art.'" Dean repeated what Mr. Lane said. "Then I spoke with out thinking and he fired me." Dean said and hung his head.
"Dean, you can sue him for discrimination." Cas said lifting Dean's chin. "Plus if you file charges against him for being verbally abusive last night it'll have a higher chance of going through."
Dean's eyes widened. "Really?"
"Really. I'll get the paperwork started tonight. But for now, come lay down with me." Cas said and took his mates hand.
Dean slid out of bed around 4:30 to go pick up Henry. He changed into jeans and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt and headed out the door. He had left the windows rolled down so he could air out the impala and Dean was thankful he had enough sense to do it.
He pulled into the driveway and he could hear Henry's laughter coming from the backyard so he walked around the house. Dean saw Henry running after Sam, with Lucy running around them both. Mary's car was gone so she must have gotten called into work.
It took a minute for Sam and Henry to notice Dean had entered the backyard, but when they did Henry ran straight to him. "Hi daddy!" he grinned and Dean picked him up.
"Hi baby. Are you having fun?" Dean asked.
Henry nodded, "we playin tag. I was it but uncle Thammy is fast." Henry said, still trying to catch his breath.
"Yeah he is. What do you say we go home and wash the impala." Dean said.
"YEAH!" Henry yelled and squirmed to get down.
Sam and Dean followed the toddler into the house and Sam grabbed Henry's bag from the living room. "You're late picking him up. Did you get held up at work?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. About that…" Dean said and rubbed the back of his neck.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"I sort of got f-i-r-e-d." Dean spelled, not wanting to hear it.
"Why?!" Sam asked clearly shocked.
"Long story for a different time Sammy." Dean sighed and gave his brother a hug. "Say goodbye to your uncle." Dean told Henry and he ran over and hugged Sam's legs.
"Bye bye. Love you." Henry said.
"Bye buddy. Love you too." Sam chuckled.
"See ya Sam." Dean waved.
Once they got home Dean carried Henry up to his room, reminding him to be quiet so they didn't wake up papa. He got Henry to use the bathroom before putting his swimming trunks on and smearing sunscreen all over him. "Alright, you ready?" Dean asked and Henry nodded.
Dean hooked up the hose while Henry carried the bucket that was twice his size over to the impala. Dean filled the bucket and 'missed' so the water splashed at Henry's feet. Henry squealed and jumped back but giggled at the same time.
Dean handed him a wet rag and told him to start wiping the car while he went on the other side with the hose and sprayed the car down. Dean continued to 'miss' the car or the bucket so Henry would get splashed with the hose.
"Daddy!" Henry laughed and ran away from the hose. Dean laughed as well and soaped up the impala, refilled the bucket and gave Henry the hose.
"Alright spray it at the impala." Dean said but ended up spitting out a mouthful of water.
"Oops." Henry giggled.
"I'll show you oops." Dean grinned and grabbed Henry, taking the hose out of his grip and efficiently soaked him. Henry was yelling and giggling the whole time but Dean quickly washed off the impala before the soap dried.
Dean had just finished drying off Henry as best as he could when he heard a car pull up. Expecting it to be Charlie, he didn't bother looking up until he heard a voice he hadn't heard in a little over 3 years.
"Dean?" John's voice came from behind him.
Dean quickly stood up and pushed Henry behind him. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You should be in jail."
"Got out on good behavior." John frowned.
"Okay, but doesn't give you a right to come here. I still have the restraining order against you." Dean growled.
"I just wanted to see you and Henry." John said trying to peek around Dean.
Dean spun around and quickly signed for Henry to go get his papa and tell him John was outside. Henry nodded, sensing Dean's distress and quickly ran inside.
"Oh come on Dean." John huffed after seeing Henry run into the house.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere near him or talk to him." Dean said.
"That's not fair. Every kid should know his grandparents." John argued.
"Henry does know his grandparents. He knows mom and Naomi very well. Bobby is more of a grandfather to him than you will ever be." Dean growled.
Just as John was about to step closer Cas quickly got between them, he may have been shirtless and in pajama bottoms but Dean quickly noticed the cuffs.
"John you know you shouldn't be here." Cas growled.
"Looks like you've picked a real winner there Dean. An alpha who sleeps all day." John snickered.
Cas quickly snapped the cuffs on John, "John Winchester, you are under arrest for breaking the restraining order. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you."
"What the fuck?" John gasped. "You're too young to be a cop. I don't believe this shit for a second." he continued to huff and struggled against Cas' grip.
"Stand still. I am very much a cop I can present you my badge if you'd like the proof. Until then you are staying right here until a cruiser comes to pick you up." Cas explained and Henry just clung to Dean's leg.
"I'm taking him inside. And yes, I'm pressing charges." Dean said and glared at John as he and Henry passed by.
Dean took Henry upstairs and got him out of his swim trunks and into shorts and a t-shirt and went back downstairs to watch out the window. A cruiser had just pulled up and took John out of Cas' grip, they talked for a few minutes and Cas came inside.
Once Cas was inside he went straight to Dean. "Are you alright?" He asked.
"I'm fine." Dean rolled his eyes. "I don't know why he even bothered coming here."
"I don't either but I'm pretty sure his parole is going to be provoked. But it's already almost 6. I'm going to take a shower and get ready for work." Cas said and gave Dean a quick kiss.
Dean checked on Henry, who was watching his cartoon very intently. Satisfied that he was alright Dean went to make a quick dinner, which consisted of dinosaur nuggets and macaroni and cheese. He was so over this day. Cas came down about half an hour later in his uniform, stole a nugget off the pan and grabbed his lunch out of the fridge. He gave both Dean Henry a kiss before heading out.
