So this is one of those fics I started when I was on break last month, in between freaking out about my job and keeping my home in order I somehow managed it. I hope you like it.

I own nothing, Supernatural is the brain child of Eric Kripke.

Enjoy.

"Dean?" the voice that called his name was small, quiet, and reserved. "Are you really going to leave?"

"I have to." Dean told the boy, his own voice weak with remorse.

"But-"

"Cas," Dean whispered, closing the distance between them, pressing his brow to the smaller teens. "I promise when I've done it when I've made a pack and can keep you safe when I can support you properly, I will come back and make good on my promise. You will become my mate."

"Then take me with you now." Cas urged, his voice going from a warble to a near growl.

That only made Dean smile.

It's what he loved about the omega. Even in the face of a strong alpha, the boy never backed down. He would go down with chunks of flesh between his teeth rather than roll over and accept his fate. That had intrigued Dean at first. Being the dumb playboy that never had to deal with the consequences of his choices, this omega never bent to his whims. Rather, Dean bent himself over backward to even be on the same level as Cas. He had finally managed it. Had finally claimed the omega's heart just as his was. And now he had to leave.

"I can't." Dean shook his head. "I wish I could. But the life I live now, Cas, that is no life for you. You deserve so much better. You deserve a lodge in the woods, with loved ones and with the biggest garden you could want so you can watch the bees. Not the backseat of a car and crap hotel rooms. I will get that for you, Cas. I'll get that and I will come back and take you home. I promise."

Cas shook his head, gritting his teeth.

"Then make it fast," Cas ordered him. "I won't wait forever."

Dean smiled again, before leaning forward and sealing the deal with a kiss.

The rising sun painted the horizon pink and orange against the blue mountains. Dean watched them and he went ninety down the highway heading for Pontiac Illinois. It was finally time.

"You sure he's even gonna remember you?" Sam, his little brother, asked from the passenger seat. "I mean, it's been six years. You sure he hasn't moved on."

"I don't know Sammy," Dean shook his head, but kept the growl in his chest. "But I made a promise and I don't go back on my word."

Sam studied him for a moment before smiling and looking back to the road.

"You still love him." Sam declared.

"I never stopped." Dean admitted.

"That's why you left with me that night. Why you don't talk to dad anymore. So you could make yourself better for Castiel."

"And for myself." Dean sighed. "I mean, hunting rouges and ferals as bounty hunters, I don't mind the job. Hell, I'm still willing to help other hunters, but it's never the life I wanted Sam. I miss mom, I do, but she wouldn't want that for us."

"So you open up your own bar instead." Sam quirked a brow.

"Hey, I worked hard to get my liquor license. And yes, bars are great."

"You think Cas will like that?"

"If I know Cas, he's already working on getting his medical license. So I don't' think he'll care. He'll have his own job to work."

"And you just want to take him from that?"

"No way." Dean finally let the growl loose. "We'll see if we can't get him transferred. If not, I'll stay here and work wherever till he's ready to come home."

"What about the pack?"

"I've already talked to Bobby about this. He'll have it covered till I can come back. It's not like we're that big of a pack."

"Sherking your alpha duties already." Sam snorted.

"No, just trying to get my omega back. Which is just as much for the pack as it is for me."

"Sure." Sam smiled. "Hey wait, how am I going to get back if your still here."

"Huh, I wonder…"

"Dean!"

The elder Winchester laughed at this.

It had taken six years. Six long years, two of those were torture as Dean was forced around the country, hunting ferals and rogue alphas with his dad out of revenge for the alpha that killed his mother. When Sam and his dad had it out that night at the end of the second year, when Sam finally said he was done, Dean went with him. The Impala was already his by that point. He had enough as well. He didn't want to hunt anymore. Didn't want to live off of credit card scams anymore. He wanted to make his life better, wanted to get things ready for when he went back for Cas. So he started classes at a college. He had to fudge his grades so he could get in, then studied his ass off to get his liquor license and understand business management. He managed and started saving up money while working at a different bar, The Road House.

This is when his pack started to come together.

At first, it was just a ragtag group of disproportionally aged friends. But then it became so much more.

The bar owner, Ellen Harvel, she and her daughter Jo were both alphas with strong wills and took shit from no one. Ellen was mated to a turse old bounty hunter turned mechanic named Bobby Singer. The old alpha was actually how he got the job at Ellen's bar. Bobby and John Winchester went way back. Bobby was the one who helped the salty hunter get into the life. Now Bobby was retired and worked at his shop. When Dean rolled around he directed him to Ellen who took him on and worked him like a dog.

"Is that how you clean a table boy?" Ellen demanded on his first day. "Put your elbows into it."

"Yes ma'am." Dean gulped.

He may be an alpha himself, but he didn't think he could ever stand up to this woman.

"What's the matter, Winchester?" Jo, a feisty blonde who liked to get under the skin, smirked. "You afraid of my mom?"

Dean looked from her to the barkeep, who sneered at him. He smiled back, a strained stretch of his lips, and looked back to Jo. He nodded.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure she can rip out my throat without trying."

Though he was afraid of her, he had mad respect for her and Bobby. They helped him and Sam through a lot during college. And kept John's poison away from them.

Thanks to his stint at the Road House, Dean was able to meet those who would soon become his pack.

First, there was Benny.

A Cajun alpha from the south that came up north to get away from his old pack. Traditionalist that didn't sit well with him. When his desired mate was taken from him and mated to his alpha he retaliated and was banished. He made it to Kansas and was looking to start again, just as the Road House was looking for a new cook. Benny started right away and he and Dean hit it off like brothers. He and Dean eventually joined as volunteer firefighters and remained thick as thieves solidifying their bonds with fire and sweat. Not long after the boys started their volunteer work, Sam became friends with a beta woman named Amy. He would bring her and his other friends around the bar and that's how she met Benny. They hit it off right away and became mates right before Dean made the pack. She now worked as a mortician and they were working on their first pup. It still made Dean snicker every time he caught them being cute with each other.

"Sam and I are the perfect matchmakers." he laughed once at dinner, eyeing the two.

"Shut it, Winchester." Benny shot back.

"Don't pay him any attention." Amy snorted. "He's just jealous he still has to wait to get his mate."

"Soon enough." Dean smirked. "Cas will be here soon enough."

"Sure thing brotha." Benny nodded. "And we'll welcome him with open arms."

"Cheers." Sam smiled raising his beer bottle, getting everyone else to do the same.

Then came the beta Kevin. He was his brother's friend really but would stop by the bar often enough to study. He liked the atmosphere, dorky little nerd he was. Still, he and Dean built up a good relationship through this. Now he was the record keeper of the pack and soon he would be a history teacher at a college.

Not long after Sam had started law school he came around the bar with his new girlfriend, Eileen. She was everything his little brother needed. She could put any and all alphas in their place, she herself was also an alpha but didn't act like one- most thought she was a beta-, and dish out just as much as she could take. Dean thought she was perfect and loved her like a sister immediately. She was studying law just like him, and even though she was deaf she never let the world bother her. She was tough as nails and had great instincts to boot.

Then came Crowley and his small pack. Crowley was an acclaimed accountant for many large businesses and his mate Billie was a mortician- actually worked with Amy. Both were alphas as were everyone else in their pack and boy did they all exude the prowess of alphas. They stopped by the bar often and shared their stories with Dean. Crowley's mother and stepdad, Rowena and Catch stopped by too. Though Rowena often claimed the bar was too low class for her. This landed her in a snarling match with Ellen more often than not. She owned her own little occult shop and acted as a high priestess for plenty of old fashioned packs. Dean was a bit old fashioned himself. He believed in the old gods. Mostly that they were dicks, but he still believed. Catch on the other hand was a contracted bodyguard and sometimes bounty hunter. He was a smarmy bastard, according to Dean, but he was okay enough to eventually become part of his pack.

Through their fire fighting, Dean and Benny met and drew in the two alpha cops. Donna and Jody were amazing women and ran their stations- the two towns right next to each other, and on either side of the pack lands- like a tight ship. No bullshit around them, despite Donna's sunny disposition. They had adopted a couple of orphaned pups that were all little firecrackers themselves. Alex an omega was first, then Clair, alpha, then Patients a beta, and lastly Kaya an omega. Dean had taken every one of them under his wing as his own pups, whether they liked it or not. Clair fought it the longest. But now she would come to him whenever she couldn't go to Jody or Donna. Dean always listened to her more or less childish whining and offered his two cents. This often ended in him taking her mini-golfing. Donna and Jody weren't mates. But they had both lost their actual mates before meeting the pack and found solidarity in each other. They were partners in both the force and in parenting, though loved each other like sisters rather than mates. It was a sweet balance that Dean and Sam often turned to when they missed their mom.

Garth and Bess came along when Dean had to find a dentist. Garth, a beta ran a very affordable practice close to Dean's college and say him without any hassle. They became friends through awkward small talk and an invite to the bar. Soon enough Garth and Bess were regulars and would be around almost every Friday to talk with everyone. Bess was Garth's secretary, but she wasn't one to mess with. She was also a beta but had the fortitude of an alpha. When their first pup was born they would bring her with them every Friday and let Ellen and Jo gush over her. They found a permanent babysitter in Donna who fell in love with little Gertie the second she saw her.

Lastly was Charlie and Dorthy.

Dorthy, an alpha, was one of Jody's deputies and would come with her and Donna to the Road House, and that is how she met and mated Charlie an omega.

Charlie had been a fixed point in the Road House starting shortly after Dean started working there. The only one that outdid her loyalty to the bar was Jo's mate Ash- but he had ulterior motives, booze, and his woman… yeah he was there every day. Charlie would come in and order her drink then sink into a chair in the corner and pull out her laptop. Dean left her alone at first, but as the nights went on, he started to get curious. It wasn't until he saw her playing a game on her laptop did he start talking to her.

"Is that Supernatural?" he asked glancing at the game.

She jumped, pulling off her headphones and glaring at him.

"You got me killed." she growled.

He held up his hands and smiled.

"Sorry."

Supernatural was this mobile game based on a book series about two brothers that hunted monsters. The game lets you choose between either being an angel, demon, reaper, monster, or hunter and go about the game trying to kill other players that were against your race. It was fun, Dean even played it.

"To make it up to you, why don't we party up and I'll help you get that item you're after." He knew where she was in the game and what she wanted.

She sized him up, then nodded.

So with that, he pulled out his phone and logged into the game.

He later got the tongue lashing of a lifetime from Ellen for slacking on the job, but he also gained a friend for life.

Charlie became his best friend. She would come over and nerd out with the brothers, watching their latest bing worthy show addictions and reading them the books she was reading currently. That happened because Dean had said he doesn't have enough time to read.

"Why don't you just get audible?" Charlie asked, they had just beat a boss in another RPG together and were taking a breather.

"I don't have time." Dean yawned. "Between school and the bar, I can focus long enough on what the narrator is saying to follow the story."

"You can't just go through life without reading the books that these fandoms stemmed from." she snorted.

"Watch me." Dean shot back.

"Alright." she said, suddenly standing up and going to her bag.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm gonna read to you."

"What?"

"Well, you have time now right?"

"Charlie."

"Shut it, now, 'In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit."

This would start to be a thing with them. She would come by the bar and when he was cleaning she'd start reading. Ellen put up with it because Dean worked faster when he focused on the story. After a while, Dorothy started showing up, and when Dean was busy with customers she would keep Charlie company. It didn't take long for them to bond over books they've read and soon enough start dating, then mate.

Dean couldn't be happier for his friend.

She now works as the pack IT and that of the two sheriff departments. But mostly she develops indi games that people can play for free.

So when the fourth year of Dean knowing all these people rolled around, he eventually came up with the idea to form a pack. He brought it up to Bobby first, who was skeptical but trusted Dean's judgment.

So Dean called all his friends to the Road House and proposed.

"You all mean so much to me." Dean started. "You've been here for me all this time, and I could never repay that. But, this is something I want to ask all of you." he paused wording his next sentence carefully, but in the end, there were no fancy words to say, he just had to come out with it. "Would you like to become part of my pack?"

There was a long silence that had Dean sweating in his seat for the longest time. He watched his friends and family, starting to panic. This may have not been the best idea.

Rowena was the one who stood, taking a sip of her whiskey then locking her emerald eyes on Dean.

"It's 'bout bloody time ye asked." she snorted. "We been waitin' fur four whole years ye ninny."

And that was it. They met at the Road House almost every night until Dean found the perfect plot of land for the pack. He then built a lodge in the woods with a few side cabins for whoever was ready to have pups, while the main building had enough room for seven, fourteen if they were mates. As soon as it was finished they all moved in. Donna and Jody stayed in one of the cabinets with their girls as did Garth and Bess with their pup and Kevin took up one of the others but everyone else stayed in the lodge. Two years after that, he opened the second pack bar, Buch and Sundance, and was ready to welcome his mate home.

Which brought us to this moment.

Arriving in the town that they had once lived in so long ago, Dean felt a sense of nostalgia wash over him. His time here was longer than any other town. His dad left them while he went hunting a pack of rogues in the next town over. They were there for three months. And in those three months, Dean had met the love of his natural life.

"Where should we start?" Sam asked, looking around.

"Probably his parent's old place." Dean hummed watching as the buildings passed by.

"Do you think they'll still be there?"

"Well they are old fashioned, so I doubt they'd abandoned their ancestral home."

Sam looked to him again, a sudden thought striking him.

"Dean…" he started, not sure how to proceed. "I just had a thought. If the Novaks are anything like what I remember, then there is a chance that Cas isn't there anymore. You know how they felt about omegas. There is a chance he was mated off."

Watching his brotherly wearily, Sam knew this was also on Dean's mind. His knuckles went white against the wheel and a snarl fought to get past his lips. Sam wondered how long Dean has been worrying at this.

"Yeah, which is why I'm hoping he's still there." Dean growled.

They found the old house with minor difficulty. The town had changed a little in the last six years. It was this old ranch house on the outskirts of town. Just out of the way enough so they weren't bothered too much by modern society but could still get to town.

Walking up to the front door Dean took a deep breath and tried to keep his scent as pleasant and calming as possible. From what he remembered the Novaks were not fond of random alphas. Which is why he had Sam stay in the car. He knocked once and waited.

It didn't take long.

Soon enough, a woman came to the door. Dean recognized her. She was the head of the Novak pack, Naomi, the female alpha, and the tyrant of the pack.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Hi, misses Novak, I don't know if you remember me, I'm Dean Winchester."

Her eyes narrowed.

"Yes I remember." she nodded.

"I was just wondering, I know it's been a while, but if you wouldn't happen to know where Castiel is these days?"

The air around her shifted at the mention of the omega's name. The air grew bitter with anger and he could see she was fighting to keep back a snarl. He struggled to keep his scent-neutral and not retaliate against her reaction.

"No, I haven't seen Castiel for five years." she gritted.

His brows shot up to his hairline at this.

"What?" he breathed.

"During his last year of school, we found him the perfect mate." She hissed. "Would have made an obedient omega out of him. He was to be given to him after he graduated, but he disgraced us. Angered the alpha and brought shame to our pack."

No longer able to hold back his menacing scent, Dean glared at her, snapping his jaw shutting her up.

"An obedient omega?" he laughed, more of a bark really. "Do you even hear yourself? Did you even really know your son? He was not a typical omega."

"Exactly." she snapped back. "That kind of behavior shamed our pack, so when Bartholemuel came to us we knew he would whip the boy into shape."

"You were gonna let some ego-driven bastard break him." Dean snarled. "You bitch. That is your son. How could you even think of letting something like that happen? How could you encourage that?"

"Don't you dare speak to me like that." she snarled back. "You call yourself an alpha, yet you bend to the whims of an omega. How pathetic are you."

"I don't bend." Dean snapped. "I cherish my omega and the place they have in our pack. They are the caretakers and the calming balms to the aggressive alphas. They keep us balanced. If you can't understand that, then it's no wonder Cas ran away."

They stared each other down, one alpha facing another. Though the odds were against Dean. This wasn't his territory. He needed to end this.

"Where is he?" he demanded.

"I. Don't. Know." she ticked. "And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you."

Growling, Dean spun on his heel and marched down the drive to his car hearing the door slam behind him.

He hadn't even made it four steps to the car when a sudden calming scent caught his attention.

Wheeling around in hope, he was faced with a blond man wryly smiling at him from behind the barn.

"Deano, been a while."

Dean's eyes widened.

"Gabriel?" he gasped, hardly believing this man before him was the snarky pain in the ass teen from his highschool days. "Is that really you?"

"You bet." Gabriel smirked, looking over Dean's shoulder to the house. "Saw you talking to mommy dearest. I assume you're here to make good on that promise you made six years ago."

Dean studied him before stalking closer to the omega.

"Do you know where Cas is?" he demanded gently. "If you do, please tell me, Gabe."

Gabriel smirked again, glancing at the house.

"I may have been keeping in touch with my baby brother since he dicked off." Gabriel cocked his head. "But if I tell you, you got to do something for me."

"Anything." Dean promised, thinking maybe he was going to ask for Dean to take him away from here.

The Novaks where an old fashioned, traditional sick pack as Naomi had just demonstrated. Their oldest where a pair of alpha twins, Micheal was already mated to an omega and taking over the pack last Dean heard, while Lucifer was kicked out for challenging their father. After that, there was a whole slew of beta children that served Micheal and worked to keep the pack together. Then there were the two omegas. The youngest, Gabriel, and then Castiel. Both with a set bigger than any alpha could hope to have. Which didn't sit well with the rest of the pack. So Dean assumed Gabriel was being forced to mate with an alpha or was being sent away. It actually surprised him he was here.

"If you want to leave, all you have to do is get in my car and I'll take you to my pack." Dean promised.

Gabriel actually burst out into loud belly-aching laughter at that.

"Oh that is too good Deano." he chuckled, calming down. "But don't worry, I don't need the big strong alpha to come to my rescue."

Dean furrowed his brow.

"That isn't-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Gabriel waved him off. "You don't have to worry about me. I was mated off right after you left. She's actually an amazing alpha. Strict and didn't really like my tricks at first, but I grew on her. I'm only here to talk to Micheal on her behalf. Kahli's a bit too busy and loves to make Naomi seeth."

Dean snorted at that.

"Naomi must hate her."

"Who cares, Micheal's is in charge and the one who sent me to her, and after he mated with Adam he's less of a douche than he used to be. If mother had her way I'd been mated to some Colonel Sanders looking assclown named Asmodeus."

"Adam?" Dean's interest peeked then.

He had a half brother that his dad told him about in secret, an omega named Adam. Looking back at the house he wondered if it could be the same kid. Though he never met him so he wouldn't know Dean if he did try to confirm it.

"Yeah, anywho, what I want from you is way more important," Gabriel said, his tone changing, becoming firmer, more serious. "You have to promise me that no matter what state you find Cas in, you'll keep your promise and take him to your pack and take care of him."

"State?" Dean asked, getting worried. "What happened to him, Gabe? Is he okay?"

"Promise me." Gabriel urged.

"Yes," Dean swore. "Gods of course I'll keep my promise. I don't care if he lost his face, I just want him safe and with me."

Smiling, Gabriel accepted this and nodded.

"That day he really pissed off Bart, the alpha would have killed him and my parents would have let him, and even though Micheal was our alpha he was still new." he paused as Dean let loose a snarl, then continued when he calmed down. "He didn't have Adam yet, and still did whatever dad told him. Thank the Gods for that kid, my brother finally got a pair after him and started to think for himself. I think mostly because he was afraid about losing the kid, still, this happened before that. My aunt Amara stepped in. She put the alpha in his place and took Cas away, announcing that they were leaving the pack. My mother tried to stop her, but well, you know how auntie is."

Dean shivered at the memory of first meeting her.

A cold shadow fell on his heart that day.

"Where did she take him?" Dean demanded.

"They went to Kansas." Gabe shrugged. "Said that if you were to ever settle down anywhere it would be there. He's been waiting for you. So you better not keep him waiting any longer."

Dean nodded, patting the omega's shoulder respectfully.

"Thanks, Gabe."

Gabriel nodded back before heading for the house letting Dean stride to his car.

"We're heading back to Kansas." Dean told Sam when he settled in the driver's seat.

"What? What happened?" Sam demanded.

"I'll tell you on the way." Dean promised.

He regaled Sam with the story, getting quite a few snarls out of his brother. When that was done, Sam called Jody and asked her to call around for anyone who matched Castiel's appearance. They had an eight-hour drive ahead of them and they just hoped Jody found something before the time was up, otherwise, Dean was gonna lose it. Having his omega just out of his reach was torture. And after hearing about all that he went through after Dean left only made it worse. He just wanted the man safe with him.

They were just approaching Kansas City when Sam's phone finally rang.

"Jody?" Sam answered. "Yeah, we're in Kansas now. Lawrence?"

Dean perked up at that.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked. "No you're right, it's worth a shot. Thanks, we will hopefully be home soon."

"Lawrence?" Dean affirmed.

"There is a record of an omega living there going by the name of Clarence, he works in a convenience store. I've already looked up directions."

"Of course he would pick there." Dean snorted.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"I told him about how that's where I used to live before mom died. He must have assumed that's where I'd settle my pack once I made one."

"Well, he wasn't entirely wrong. Got the state right at least."

"Hang on Cas." Dean hissed, flooring the gas. "I'm coming."

It was another four hours before they finally breached the town limits of Lawrence. From there they let Google guide them to the corner where the store was located.

"Dean, wait," Sam told his brother as he made to get out of the car. "Maybe I should go in alone."

"What, why?" Dean balked.

"Because your sent is suffocating." Sam chocked.

It was then that Dean realized that Sam was leaning as far from him as possible and the window was cracked. It had been a long time since he lost control of his sent output like that. It was this worried tang mixed with anticipating musk.

"If you walk in there like this they'll throw you out," Sam told him. "Just let me scope the place out. I'll bring him back here if he's in there."

Dean pressed his lip into a line before nodding. He didn't want to scare Cas after meeting for the first time in six years. And he doubted he could rein in his scent at this point.

"Just hurry." Dean hissed.

Sam nodded and rushed out to the store.

He wasn't even in there for five minutes before he was back out and in the car.

"What happened?" Dean demanded, his alpha instinct starting to get agitated.

Sam gave him a warning click of his tongue before nodding to the store.

"He's not in there."

"Then where is he?" Dean gritted, trying desperately to keep his alpha under control.

But his omega was so close, he could feel it. The omega that had invaded his mind and had his heart throbbing for six years was so close. And he could barely control himself.

"I don't know." Sam shook his head. "The clerk wouldn't tell me. Then again, a strange alpha comes in smelling intense and starts asking about a troubled omega. I wouldn't tell me either."

"Well that doesn't help us now does it." Dean huffed falling back in his seat.

"Either way, we shouldn't hang around," Sam told him. "Like I said she is suspicious of me. She might call the cops if we're here too long. Might think we're stalking him."

"We kind of are." Dean snorted.

"You know Cas, where would he go?" Sam asked.

Dean thought about that, and the answer came quickly.

"A park," Dean said starting the car. "Someplace he could watch bees."

They drove around for what felt like hours before finally deciding to park and walk around looking for him. But that was taking too long too. In all honesty, Dean was thinking of calling it quits and picking back up tomorrow. They would have to find a hotel and a good restaurant, they might want to start now before places start closing up. But then it happened. The scent of honeysuckle and rainstorms caught him. He hadn't smelt that in six years, but the combination didn't fail to awaken his alpha instincts again and led him home.

"Dean?" Sam called as his brother rushed forward, heading for the playground.

Dean wasn't entirely aware of what he was doing, only knowing that he was getting close to something important.

Closer and closer until he could see it. Ahead of dark midnight hair, glistening in the weak autumn sunlight. He wanted to run up and scoop the omega in his arms like in those cheesy romance movies. Swing him around and kiss him deeply. But he paused. The man was sitting on a bench watching the children play. But that wasn't what made him freeze. It was a small voice.

"Mom!"

A small boy came running from the sandbox, he had sandy blonde hair swept to the side and slate-blue eyes that shown with innocents that only a child could maintain. He couldn't have been more than five years old and he ran up to the omega Dean had been watching holding out his hands as he offered the man a rock.

"Look, it's blue like your eyes." he said cheerily.

"And yours, Jack." Cas smiled, rubbing his cheek against the boys and purring gently.

The boy chirped happily in response before running back to the sandbox.

As the wind picked up Dean caught a whiff of the boy. He smelt like thunderstorms and foggy forests. Like autumn. Like Cas and Dean. If the looks weren't enough, then the smell definitely confirmed it. That boy, Jack as Cas called him, was Dean's pup.

Sam had caught up at this point and was caught off guard by the new scent he smelled coming off his brother. It was a sour sorrow as well as a warm love. A kind of warmth that he only smelled on Jody and Donna, or Bobby and Ellen. The smell an alpha puts off to ease their pup.

"Dean?" Sam asked, completely lost.

"Stay here." Dean told him and he began his march toward the omega.

He ran through a thousand different things to say to the omega. A thousand emotions running across his heart. A thousand different scents. But that warmth stayed. And eventually, he settled with just standing behind the man and letting his scent carry to him. He saw when Cas caught it. He stiffened, not able to move for a short moment. Then slowly, like an animatronic with a wire lose, he turned to face the alpha.

They faced each other for the first time in what felt like forever.

They both had changed slightly. Both were taller, and both had a bit of stubble. But otherwise, they were the same. Same style of dress, same kind eyes. Same whelming scents. It was like lightning striking the earth as their eyes finally met. A jolt went through both of them, making it difficult to form words or to even move.

"Dean?" Cas finally breathed.

Hearing the omega raspy baritone, Dean could only smile before letting out his own breath.

"Hey, Cas." he got out. "I'm back."

"But you… But I…" the omega fumbled with his words, standing up on shaky legs.

"I have a promise to keep," Dean told him, reaching for his hand. "I'm here to take you home Cas, to our pack."

"Dean, I…"

"Mom!"

They both snapped out of their trance, looking back to the boy as he came rushing up and latched himself onto Cas's pant leg.

"Mom, who is this?" the boy asked, curious, not afraid.

"Jack." Cas choked looking between Dean and his pup, panic starting to sour his scent.

Dean winced at the smell and let off his own calming one before kneeling in front of the boy.

"Hey there, I'm Dean, what's your name?" Dean asked kindly, letting the pup get a good whiff of him.

"I'm Jack." the boy answered leaning in closer to the smell.

"Jack, Dean, this is-"

Dean held up his hand, quieting the omega for a moment as Jack leaned closer.

As his pup, Jack would be drawn to Dean, for comfort and safety. Though this is the first time they met. So these new smells were probably confusing the pup. Best to let him come to Dean before they did anything else. Slowly, Jack came closer, and closer, till he was pressing himself to Dean's chest. Letting out his own alpha purr, Dean picked up the pup and cradled him as he stood straight.

"Why do you smell so nice?" Jack hummed, his alpha's scent lolling him into calming drowsiness.

"I'll tell you later, kiddo," Dean promised, looking up to Cas and giving a small sad smile as the omega looked about ready to burst into tears. "We should talk."

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