Resting there on a lounge chair staring up at the November night sky through the glass of the sun room Dean felt relaxed. The world felt completely shut out and he liked that just fine.

Dean thought the sun room should have been called the grand atrium just by the size of the area and variety of exotic plants and trees. With the gentle sound of the fountain and the warmth circulating throughout the room the Omega almost dozed off.

Sure it felt a little weird to be wearing just a silk robe with Scotty about four feet away from him but Dean trusted the older Omega. Dean smelled something pleasant burning. He turned to look over at his mentor and noticed a glowing ember in the darkness.

"What is that?"

Scotty turned his head away from Dean. He blew a puff of smoke into a vent, "Once in awhile I need a little herbal relaxation."

"Can I try some?"

"Sorry baby, this is for grownup Omegas." Scotty's brilliant white smile was directed at Dean, " So what is your first question?"

Dean figured he would start with one of the more embarrassing ones. "Ok so Alphas love Omega butts. I don't get it. We got pussies so what's the ass attraction? Is there anything in it for us? I get feelings there when I'm around Cas and its weird."

Dean waited for Scotty to make fun of him but was relieved when the elder Omega didn't. It was important to Dean to earn Scotty's respect and he hated to come off as a dumb kid.

"Excellent questions Dean. This is one of the benefits of being an Omega. Once a boy presents so many amazing changes take place and one of those changes is to the rectum.

Viscous fluid the consistency of honey lines and clings to the Omega rectum walls. When you defecate it eases out the waste along with extra of this slippery fluid that cleans out any residual poop. After that the rectum is nice and clean with new, clear fluid lining."

Dean found he really liked that Omega bonus, "Awesome! So my butt is sorta like a self cleaning oven."

Scotty snorted then started giggling uncontrollably. Dean saw the ember go out.

"Sorry I'm not laughing at you. I just think that is brilliant…a self cleaning oven. As for the rest, yes, Alphas adore Omega ass. They love the taste of this clear fluid. It's like licking up delicious nectar for them. The same goes for you vagina. Anything that comes out of there is like candy for Alphas." Scotty giggled again, "I guess that's another reason some of the Beta females resent us."

Dean was really warming up to his new bodily functions, "So I'm like a nectar filled flower and Alphas are like bees."

"Yes and the reason why you're getting tingly feelings inside your cute little butt is because Omegas have very sensitive prostates. Alphas and Beta males of course have prostates but theirs are there mainly for function and not much for pleasure.

Some other things you should remember is Alphas produce excellent sperm, Betas generally have low or poor quality sperm and Omegas produce semen just like Alphas and Betas but without any sperm. We are the egg carriers and our eggs are grade A all the way.

When an Alpha makes love to your ass with his fingers or penis I swear Dean you will see stars. That is if he knows what he's doing."

Dean had no idea if Cas knew what he was doing. He decided it didn't matter. What they didn't know they would figure out together.

Scotty sighed happily just thinking of anal sex with Spencer because that man knew exactly what he was doing. He corralled his wandering mind back to the present.

"An Alpha taking the back way is very handy during an Omega's heat. We are fertile creatures and more likely than not vaginal sex will end up in a pregnancy. There are condoms of course but getting a sound pound in the ass means no condom and all the pleasure. If you and your mate want children or fancy yourselves gamblers you can skip it all and go bareback pussy fuck."

Scotty gave Dean the time to mull things over. He patiently waited for the next question or comment.

"Dean can I ask you something, but you don't have to tell me."

"Sure."

"Have you and Castiel fooled around?"

Dean was quiet for a long stretch then finally shared the story of their dry humping that turned out pretty wet. He left out most of the details. There were some things no one should know.

Dean was pretty sure being Castiel's Flannel Kitten was one of those things other people would find incredibly silly. Dean cherished the nickname; it made him feel very special.

Dean's voice became very soft, "I don't trust hardly anyone, only Sammy, Cas and now you."

Scotty answered back just as softly, "I know how important it is that things remain secret. We Omegas need to stick together."

…

John unlocked the door to their room with pistol drawn. No light, no life within and that could have meant a hundred different things. He clicked on the light and found the beds messy but no sign of his boys.

"Dean…Sam?" No answer.

John checked the closet, under the beds and the bathroom, nothing. He didn't see the boys but he sure as hell smelled something familiar. The Alpha father picked up the little bathroom garbage can and lifted out one of the used pads soaked with dried blood and fluid.

The smell of a newly torn open presented Omega made John sick to his stomach. "No, no, no…fuck. I knew it…I just knew this would happen."

John zeroed in on the bed Dean had used and found an empty box of scent blocker in the garbage can next to it. He kicked the can as hard as he could as if blaming the inanimate object for the disappointment of having an Omega son.

The Hunter spent the rest of the evening drinking and mulling over his options. John decided there was only one option. Dean was useless as a Hunter now even as John's flunky. Sam was old enough to take care of himself and Dean's worth at this point was only as a caregiver.

John felt the Omega would attract attention and danger. He was now too much trouble to deal with. Son or not, selling him off seemed the best option.

…

Dean's next embarrassing question was about knotting.

"I was wondering about the knot thing. What is it for and will it hurt? I felt a big swollen part on the base of Cas' dick, when I was rubbing my …crap why do I have such a hard time saying pussy." Dean took a breath and got the rest out, "When I was rubbing my pussy over his flannel pants."

Scotty sat up and swung his long legs over the side of the chaise lounge. "You know I did get a whiff of something while you've been in here. If there are Omegas living in the same space day in and day out their cycles can sync up. I believe that's what's happening. Its normal and actually you are due for a first cycle anyway."

Dean sat up and faced him, "What does that mean?!"

"It means Dean that you are going into your very first heat cycle. Have you noticed any changes in your behavior or habits?"

Dean gripped the robe tight around him then crossed his legs suddenly feeling exposed. "Y-yeah, I've been eating a lot. I mean I always eat a lot if we got the food but now I feel hungry all the time. When Cas is around me I get all tingly and wet. I wanna rub on all his stuff and get my smell on everything. When I think of anyone else touching him I get pissed off."

"Yup, you're going into heat. The first time is really confusing at least it was for me. I didn't have anyone to tell me what was happening and I was terrified. That's why I'm glad I can help you."

Dean felt better knowing this was normal. "What about the knot?"

"Castiel was swollen from the signals your body was sending. His dick was ready and when there was no intercourse with a ready Omega…meaning in heat…his knot swelled anyway. It's uncomfortable and frustrating. Omega heat begins a need within an Alpha that only a good fuck and lock or an end to the Omega's heat cycle can cure."

Scotty went back to his lounging and Dean followed suit. He closed his eyes and a moment later heard the sound of a cork popping. "Are you drinking?"

"Yes."

"Can I have some?"

"No, you're only fourteen."

"I'll be fifteen on January 24th and it's almost December. Plus we're having a sex talk. I think I'm old enough for a glass of wine."

Dean heard Scotty sigh and then the sound of he assumed was wine being poured into a glass. Dean took the glass offered and sipped the contents.

"This is gross, can I have a beer?"

"No, do you know how expensive this wine is?"

"It still tastes crappy."

"You are kind of a smartass…I like that."

There was the sound of Scotty sipping from a glass then the Omega launched into more information.

"During an Omega's fertile time it usually only takes a few pumps and the Alpha's knot swells up locking the pair together. The best thing to do when that happens is to just relax and enjoy the bonding. This is something that doesn't happen with an Alpha and Beta. This is strictly a special time between an Alpha and Omega. At least it's special if you're with someone you love or at least care about."

"How long does it last?"

"Every couple is different. It could be an hour or hours. I suggest you go to the bathroom first and have food and water on hand in case its hours."

"Does it hurt the Omega?"

"Depending on the size of the Alpha the stretch can get uncomfortable. After a long knotting session the Omega will feel sore. Again, if it's with someone you love or at least care about everything feels better."

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course sweet pea."

"I love Cas and I'm gonna tell him this weekend. Is that dumb?"

"Not at all because I'm sure he loves you."

"He hasn't said it to me yet."

"Castiel is a romantic idealist and a bit of a dreamer. Things Spencer doesn't understand. I personally find those qualities beautiful in an Alpha. I'm guessing maybe Cas is waiting for the right time. Don't hold me that."

Dean smiled up at the sea of stars. He wanted to hear Castiel say "I love you" out loud because then there was no going back. The young Omega wondered who would be brave enough to say it first.

Then again it didn't matter because Dean was already desperate to let his feelings out. The boy had been held back and stifled for so long that now a chance at happiness was right there for the taking he couldn't stay silent much longer.

…

John met the Omega broker at a bar. The man's name was Felix. He sat across from John looking like a buzzard with its head cocked staring and a nice piece of road kill as John handed him a photo of Dean.

It was taken in a photo booth at a carnival the past summer. John was hunting on the carnival grounds after it shut down for the night. The boys were supposed to stay with him but they dared to wander off and soon came back with a strip of photos.

John remembered scolding them for wasting money and leaving without permission. Dean tore off the top picture of the brothers together and handed it to John. He had actually felt a little bad for reacting the way he did but pride and the need for control wouldn't allow John to say he was sorry.

Now here was John handing over a photo of his boys to the broker who was nothing more than a flesh peddler. He could have stopped it all right there and taken the photo back but he didn't.

Felix's eyes lit up with twisted joy, "Beautiful, I will have a bidding war for Dean. What about the little one?"

John growled, "Not for sale. I'm still holding out hope for Sam. So you guarantee Dean will be sold to someone with the means to take care of him?"

Felix almost rolled his eyes but stopped himself. Just about every parent or owner of an Omega they didn't want or couldn't take care of asked that question in one form or another. It was their way of trying to sound concerned over the Omega son or bitch going to a good home. It was the dowry aka cash the owners received that mattered. Felix wasn't fooled for a minute.

"Sure, I guarantee a stunning virgin Omega like Dean will end up with an incredibly wealthy husband. Your son will be well taken care of and you will be handsomely compensated."

There was an uncomfortable silence as Felix tinkled the ice in his glass then downed the rest of his drink. Then the Omega broker asked his question. " I always ask the seller why."

"None of your fucking business."

Felix tucked the photo in his sport coat pocket. "Sorry I asked. It's just that the clients like to know. Of course Dean will need to get a complete physical. Does he have any psychological issues I should know about?"

John shrugged, "Not that I've noticed." Dean did have psychological issues brought on from his mother turned into a crispy critter right on the ceiling of their former home and also from John treating Dean like an unpaid flunky. In fact there were lots of reasons Dean had issues but Felix didn't need to know that.

Felix got up and thrust out his hand, "I'll be in contact within a month."

John ignored the hand offered and instead snapped at the broker, "A month, why does it take so long?"

"Mr. Winchester these things take time. You do want Dean to go to a good home don't you?"

John wondered how he would ever be able to swing a month of keeping his son in the dark so the boy didn't bolt like a frightened deer. The Hunter decided the best tactic would be to find where his boys were and then sit back and wait. Let them both go about their lives for a few more weeks and then pop in unexpectedly at the school and act like it was just a visit. In fact John would pretend wherever the boys were staying was just fine. When the time came John would simply take Dean.

"Sure, I want him to have a good home. I can wait."

…..

Their Q &A ended with Scotty giving Dean a hug. "This weekend will be beautiful. Don't be scared. What Castiel doesn't know he'll figure out through trial and error. Most Alphas a little too proud to ask questions. Also Castiel is a bit shy. You're a very lucky boy to have found someone like him. Most Omegas don't end up this fortunate."

Scotty patted Dean on the chest, "Keep the robe it looks good on you."

He kissed Dean on the forehead then staggered toward the door. Dean asked if he needed help but Scotty waved him off and disappeared.

….

Dean heard the front door open and knew it was Castiel coming back home. He jumped out of bed and slipped the fancy robe back on then stood in the dark hallway to wait.

Castiel turned the corner and stopped as soon as he got a gander of Dean in the sexy robe, it was obviously Scotty's by the way it fit the boy. The Alpha gave him a lopsided grin, "You look so pretty and sweet." He didn't mention the tenting in the front. It seemed Dean was missing him badly.

Acting casual as if he didn't have an erection and his thighs weren't running with the beginnings of heat slick Dean shrugged casually, "I guess I'm pretty sweet."

Two long steps and Castiel was right on him. He placed a finger under Dean's chin and tilted his face up, "Did you have a nice talk with Scotty?" He enjoyed watching Dean's freckled cheeks turn pink and his tongue dart out wetting those impossibly full, pouty lips.

"Y-yeah, it was good. I learned a lot of stuff plus he gave me this robe. Nice right?" Dean silently cursed himself for feeling like a dork around Cas. Normally he thought of himself as pretty cool but around the teacher Dean felt as if he was stumbling over his words half the time.

Castiel bent down to capture Dean's plump lips and kissing him breathless, "Very nice Dean. I confess it's thrilling to see you dressed this way. Maybe you could wear pretty things for me once in awhile. What do you think?"

Dean's gem colored eyes slowly opened, drugged on the scent of a lustful Alpha giving off his rich, masculine scent to match the perfume of the Omega.

He never thought he'd wear anything but boxers or sweats to bed but the thought of turning on Castiel by wearing silky bits of fabric was now turning Dean on as well.

He answered softly, "I think it'd be nice."

Smoke and honey dripped from the Alpha's deep voice caressing Dean's ears causing an uncontrollable tremble. Castiel slid his hands down the silk fabric until he held a cheek in each hand and squeezed.

"You have school tomorrow. When you get home we can pack for the weekend and leave early Saturday morning. I believe my concussion is gone. I'll be at my best I promise you Kitten."

Dean swallowed hard and managed to croak, "Ok."

Castiel held him a moment more then left.

….

John parked the Impala where his boys couldn't see it. He found a vantage point to spy on them with binoculars. Sam came out with another boy trailing just a little behind, a hand grasping Sam's jacket as if he'd vanish at any moment. Dean appeared out the doors of the high school and jogged up to them.

"Jesus…Sam's got an Omega in the making already fawning all over him. At least I can figure when Sam presents he'll be an Alpha. No cute baby Omega would bother with a pre-Beta male."

As John observed Dean there was something about the boy that he hadn't noticed before. Dean looked truly happy and it bugged John Winchester to no end. How could Dean be happy when he was nothing more than a submissive, instinct driven baby maker?

Sam, Dean and the other boy got into the back seat of an SUV driven by a woman. John noted the license plate. He wasn't going to bother with them now. Not until the broker got back to him. At least he could trace them by the license plate number. John didn't realize it was Alfie's mom picking them up and she was dropping Dean off at the Novak home.

….

That night at the dinner table Dean could hardly contain himself. He tried playing footsy under the table with Castiel until Spencer raised his brow and shook his head. Dean stopped immediately. He was just happy Spencer was tolerating him pretty well now.

Castiel took a piece of spaghetti sans sauce and placed it on the table next to Dean's plate. He formed it in the shape of a heart then winked at Dean and the Omega giggled. Dean didn't even admonish himself for giggling. It felt good to not worry what anyone there would think of that.

Spencer couldn't concentrate on his meal while Scotty was oozing sex right next to him. The Omega wanted a baby and Spencer was thoroughly enjoying his wife's heat. It was all pussy galore and no condom. Spencer found he craved his wife every minute of the day.

The elder Novak stood abruptly and grabbed his wife's hand, "Come on I need dessert."

The lanky Omega was off and running toward the bedroom with Spencer on his tail.

Dean stabbed a meatball, held it up then popped it in his mouth. He spoke around the food he was chewing, "They're gonna do it."

"Dean don't talk with your mouth full, you might choke." Castiel snickered after that.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm sure I'll be saying that to you again this weekend."

….

At the crack of dawn Castiel and Dean were packed and just about ready to go. Castiel went to the garage to grab a cooler and found Scotty bent over the work bench getting plowed by Spencer.

"Oh come on, I build bird houses on that bench!"

His dad turned and growled. Cas grabbed the cooler and quickly left. He was glad they were leaving for the whole weekend.

…

Castiel buckled up then leaned over giving Dean a kiss on the cheek, "Ready?"

Dean smiled at his Alpha, "Ready."

TBC