School closed only two hours in to get students and staff home before the impending snow storm. The young English teacher took the opportunity to do a little Christmas shopping. Castiel roamed the mall feeling very out of place. He wasn't much for shopping in the first place and it seemed the place was filled with Beta females and Omegas with children in tow.

He went to a book store and inquired about leather bound journals one could do writing and drawing in. They had a nice selection and Castiel chose two of them for Sam, one in burgundy and another in cobalt along with a set of fine point pens.

The teacher had noticed Sam working on something in a note book with drawings, symbols and writings Castiel didn't understand. He knew the Latin but the rest was gibberish. Whatever it was Sam was doing Castiel felt he needed something special to record these things that seemed so important.

For Scotty he bought a large, ornate baby book to record milestones, birthdays, first lock of hair and things of that sort.

He bought Spencer a book set from the series, "Omega Passions". They were romance novels and on the covers would be images of stunning Omegas in the arms of handsome, sexy Alphas. The Omega usually had a ripped bodice and hair flowing in the wind. It was his dad's weakness. Spencer loved trashy historical romance.

Last but not least was Dean and Castiel knew exactly what to give him. He entered one of the jewelry stores that dotted the mall. This one carried fine jewelry. When the two women spotted the handsome, befuddled man perusing the glass cases filled with glittery product they jostled each other seeing who would reach him first.

Daphne got there in record time. She flashed the man with the incredible blue eyes a smile, "What may I help you with today?"

Castiel stood there staring down at the case filled with rings. He slipped a hand into his coat pocket and pulled out a string tied in a loop. "My Omega's finger is this size."

His cheeks turned pink when he locked eyes with Daphne and blurted out, "I'm asking him to marry me. I need a wedding set and a band for me. Dean wants me to wear a ring also and I'm babbling…sorry." Cas covered his face with his hands, "I'm terrible at this."

The young woman touched his wrist and Castiel dropped his hands. "Hey it's ok, I'm happy to help." She picked up the loop of string and compared it to the ring sizer. Next she tested different sizes on Cas then wrote the numbers down.

"Now to pick something out, unless you'd rather bring your mate with you."

"No, it's a surprise. I want to give Dean the engagement ring on Christmas and get formally married soon after."

Daphne found the intricacies of Alpha and Omega relationships fascinating. "Do you have the proper papers and does Dean have his tattoo? I'm just curious."

Castiel smiled softly as he thought about his green eyed honey, "No but tomorrow we're going to file the paperwork and I want to get his tattoo done as soon as possible." The teacher gushed, "I love him."

…

Dean found himself blindfolded and handcuffed in the back seat of a vehicle. Groggy and nauseous he croaked out, "Dad…Dad is it you?"

Felix answered, "No, your daddy is waiting at the clinic for payment. Sorry kid those are the breaks."

"Let me go, I've got my own Alpha and he's going to marry me. We're a bonded pair!"

"I don't see a tattoo on your finger. Besides this is best, you're lucky. The gentleman who came in with the highest bid is mesmerized by your photo. He'll treat you like a pampered princess as long as you don't fight him in bed. Mr. Roman has particular tastes…he's kinky and likes a fighter."

Dean thrashed around like a fish on a hook kicking the door and seats, "Let me go, I swear I'll make you all pay!"

The associate riding shotgun leaned over the seat and stuck a needle in the teen's arm.

Felix hissed, "Be careful. Don't overdose him you idiot."

The huge man who acted as Felix's muscle growled, "I know what I'm doing. You think this is my first time at the rodeo?"

…..

Dean woke up on an examination table dressed only in a hospital gown and his feet strapped to stirrups. Everything in the room was white and lights were too bright. A woman and a man were talking near the door.

The Omega retched from the drugs in his system. He turned his head so as not to choke and the bile dripped to the floor. Dean felt horrible.

The woman, a tall, thin creature with brunette hair pulled back in a bun came over and looked at the bile. She wrinkled up her nose, "Disgusting, I'll get someone to clean it up. I'll get you something to settle your stomach. When was the last time you ate or drank anything?"

Dean couldn't recall, he had lost all track of time. The only thing he knew was his body was running on empty.

"Don't know."

A few minutes later a man dressed in scrubs came in with a cup of clear soda and lifted Dean's head so he could drink. "When the exam is done I'll have a tray of food brought to you."

Dean tried to grab the man's sleeve but couldn't move his arm, "Please let me go. I'm a bonded mate, my Alpha is marrying me."

He looked down at Dean's left hand, "I don't see a claiming ring tattoo."

He walked out as Dean screamed, "Tomorrow…tomorrow I'm getting it! You bastard get back here!"

….

Castiel sat in a secluded area of the jewelry store along with Daphne so he could look at rings privately. Spencer's Christmas and wedding gift to his son was the use of his platinum card to buy the rings. Castiel said he would pay Spencer back little by little. Spencer told his son to not look a gift horse in the mouth and just pick out anything he wanted.

With that in mind the Alpha decided Dean deserved gold. He picked out two simple gold bands for each of them. The engagement ring was more difficult. Castiel knew Dean wasn't like Scotty who sported a big diamond. Dean liked clean and simple with his clothing so Cas assumed he'd like a ring that was clean and simple also.

Daphne suggested several possibilities. None of them seemed right to Cas. "You said your father is buying these as Christmas and wedding gifts?"

Embarrassed, Castiel lowered his eyes and then came that adorable blush that made Daphne wish he was buying the ring for her. "Why are all the good ones taken?"

"Yes, I can't afford what Dean deserves on a teacher's salary.

She tilted his chin up and looked into his eyes, "I have something."

Daphne came back with an elaborate worn velvet ring box. She opened it up and handed it to Castiel, "How about this? It's gold with a two carat Kashmir sapphire. Kashmir sapphires come from the highest sapphire mine in the world. It's at the top of the snow capped Himalayan Mountains."

His pretty eyes lit up and a smile broke across his face, "Tell me more."

"I imagine your mate finds your stunning blue eyes one of your most striking features. They are a close match to the Kashmir."

Castiel, ever the inquisitive one asked again for more about the sapphire.

"Lets see…Kashmir sapphires are rare at least of this quality. This particular ring was made in the 1920's. In the 1930's the mine was closed until 1998 when the Jammu and Kashmir government decided to reopen the mine. Nothing coming out of it now compares to the original gems. Very little has been mined. I would say these are as rare as hen's teeth."

Castiel handed the box back, "No, it would be too much. I can't."

Daphne talked to him until he relented and called his dad at the office then put Daphne on the phone. She chatted with Spencer meanwhile taking a photo of the ring and sending to him. Daphne said the ring was more like an investment. Spencer said yes after that then asked if she had another for his wife Scotty.

…

Dean lost his fight after screaming and cursing everyone for half an hour.

A man came in, the same man that had been talking to the female earlier. His name tag said Dr. Brewer.

"Now Dean, acting out like this won't help at all. I'll be done in a few minutes. I just need to do your pap and general physical. We already got a blood and urine sample while you were out."

Dean wanted to ask how they managed to get a urine sample but then decided he didn't want to know.

The doctor sat down on a stool at the end of the table and Dean couldn't see what he was doing. W-what are you doing to me?"

"Hang in there; you're going to feel the speculum going in."

"In where?" Then Dean felt it, cool slick metal then the sensation of his vagina opening wider. He didn't know what was happening and too terrified to move.

Next something touched him inside, "I'm doing a cell scraping and it will just be uncomfortable for a few seconds."

The Omega broke down in quiet tears. Everything had been a total violation since the moment he was kidnapped.

Dean felt the speculum removed and dropped in a container. His feet were unstrapped and his legs taken down. They ached from being in the same position for so long.

Brewer did a quick physical finding Dean healthy. The nurse brought in the results of the blood and urine samples.

"Excellent, everything is in fine working order and you don't have VD thank goodness." Brewer raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Oh, what's this…interesting."

Dean sat up and pulled a thin blanket around him. He eyed his clothing and shoes sitting neatly folded on a chair then glanced around the room looking for anything he could use as a weapon.

Curious as to what the doctor found so interesting about him Dean bravely asked.

"You're pregnant." He turned and walked out leaving a stunned Dean by himself in the locked examination room.

….

Daphne assured Castiel the rings would be sized and ready well in time for Christmas. The Alpha left with a spring in his step, it was a great day. He got all his shopping done including the most important part of it. Castiel wondered what Dean would say once he got that ring on his finger.

The Alpha could hardly wait for tomorrow to pick out Dean's tattoo and file papers for custody.

Cas tossed his shopping bags in the back of the Fiesta and headed back home just in time. The storm was beginning.

…

Dean immediately dressed back into his own clothes then searched frantically for anything he could use to get out of there. The room was bare. He sat down on the edge of the bed and broke down crying. "Stop crying…crying won't get you out of here."

The Omega wondered how much worse this would get. Now he wasn't only fighting for himself he was fighting for Castiel's child, their family.

He was still in shock from the news. Thinking back to how they recklessly fucked every moment possible during his first heat there couldn't be any other outcome. He was a pregnant teen all alone and in more danger than ever.

Dean heard voices outside the door and the lock click open. An orderly came in with a tray of food and a carton of milk. He set it on the little table by the chair. "Eat." The orderly left and Dean heard the lock click again.

He devoured everything and downed the milk then filled the carton with water from the sink and had that.

Dean looked over his tray, "What can I use for a weapon?"

…

Dick Roman stared at Felix with cold, angry eyes, "What you're telling me is I purchased a pregnant Omega?"

Felix shifted uncomfortably in his chair, "I didn't know. You can always abort it."

Dick drummed his manicured nails on his desk as he decided if he should rescind his offer. Another look at Dean's photo changed his mind.

"I'll go look at him in person and see if he's worth it."

…...

Dean crawled under the bed looking at the brackets and everything else holding it together but the parts were fastened tight. "Shit, now what?"

He went back to his breakfast tray and looked at the plastic knife. Dean managed to snap off part of one side creating a point at the end. Along with some bandaging tape he found in a drawer Dean wrapped the handle leaving the point out then hid it in his pocket.

Dean fought to stay awake but the drugs still in his system and the exhaustion from the ordeal was too much. He fell into a fitful sleep.

….

Dick Roman looked down at the sleeping Omega. He took in the long sweep of lashes brushed against freckled cheeks. The boy was beautiful, perfect in every way except for a fading bruise around one eye.

Dick reached out and lightly ran his finger across the parted plush lips. "I wonder how those would look wrapped around my dick." He laughed at his bad pun.

Dean woke to hands tugging down his sweat pants and found his wrists restrained again. Kicking out he tried to bust the face of the pervert touching him but missed. "Get the fuck off me!" He flew into a rage screaming curses at Dick Roman.

The Alpha found this exciting. Roman told his body guard to pull down the sweatpants and strap the bitch's ankles so he couldn't kick.

With no fear of getting kicked in the face now, Dick stepped between Dean's legs and stroked fingers over the flaccid penis, cupped his balls then lifted the sack to see the real prize.

The Alpha moaned under his breath at the sight. "Your pussy is pink perfection." Dick ran his hand over the slit then squeezed.

Dean twisted his body as another round of curses came out.

Dick laughed as he yanked up the sweatpants, "I like you Dean you have spirit. I've never owned an Omega like you before. You are the most attractive and what spunk! I'll enjoy having you as the crown jewel in my collection."

Dean spoke softly, "I'm going to kill you." He locked eyes with Dick Roman, "That is a promise."

Roman took a step back then caught himself before he could show any fear.

...

Castiel got home to find Sam and Scotty on the couch with a cozy blanket over their laps having hot chocolate and watching Cutthroat Kitchen.

Sam burst out laughing and pointed to the screen, "Cas, that guy has to cook in a flower pot!"

The Alpha's heart swelled with happiness over the sweet domestic scene. He hurried to the basement and hid the gifts from curious eyes then went to find Dean. After searching the house he began to panic.

"Scotty where did Dean go?"

Scotty looked up at the clock, "He went out jogging. I took a nap and then Sam got home this morning from school since they closed early and…" now the Omega looked panicked, "…that was several hours ago. I thought he was in the bedroom napping or doing homework."

Castiel looked out the window watching the first flakes come down from the darkened sky. "I'm going to look for him."

Sam got off the couch and grabbed his coat, "I'm going with you."

Scotty opened his shoulder bag and tossed Castiel some keys, "Take the SUV, your car is utter crap in bad weather."

…

Castiel drove everywhere within reasonable jogging distance for Dean and when they didn't spot him that's when the Alpha began knocking on doors, when shown a photo of Dean most people answered, "I'd remember that face."

Dean was memorable; he looked like an angel and carried himself with confidence. There were few Omegas like him.

Sam watched as the snow became heavier, "Cas I'm worried. What if …" He didn't finish his sentence because what he was thinking was too awful for words.

"What Sam, spit it out or I'm going to lose it in a minute."

"What if dad took him and did something?" Sam looked up at Cas grief stricken, "It's all my fault, if I wouldn't have told Dean that dad was being nice he never would have met with him."

"No Sam, nothing is your fault the blame is on John."

….

Castiel went straight to the police station and reported Dean missing. They didn't take a teenager missing for a matter of hours very seriously.

When he got no decent response he pulled the Alpha card and slammed his fist on the desk, "This is my Omega and I want him back. Dean is bonded to me and it's unbreakable. The person or persons that have taken him are going to jail do you hear me?!"

He tossed a photo of Dean on the desk and barked at the surprised officer, "This is Dean…you tell me not every fucking pervert within spitting distance wouldn't steal him."

The officer looked at the photo a little too long for Castiel's tastes, "What a pretty piece of ass. Ok I can see why you're worried. I'll take a report."

The teacher wanted to lunge across the desk and slam the cop's head into the cinderblock wall for calling his love a pretty piece of ass but that would have gotten him arrested and then there would be no help.

…

Castiel paced the living room raving over Dean's disappearance. Scotty hid from his step-son. The Omega blamed himself for not staying awake and keeping track of Dean and just assuming the boy was asleep in Castiel's room.

Spencer was in his office making calls to see what he could do to help. He had never witnessed his son in this state. Castiel was inconsolable.

Benny burst in the front door and headed straight for his friend. "I'm glad you called me Cas. I'll do anything I can to help you."

Javi sat quietly on the couch along with Sam. He knew it was best to stay out of things. Both Alphas were in a emotionally charged state with plenty of anger and frustration going around.

Sam asked the pretty Omega, "Do you want something to drink? I can make you hot chocolate. It's homemade not from a packet and Scotty even got some mini marshmallows."

Javi knew it would make the boy feel better to be helping in some way even if it was just making hot chocolate. He gave Sam one of his big white smiles, "Sure Sam that would be great."

…

John looked at the stacks of hundred dollar bills. It was more money than he ever had at one time in his whole life. He went to touch the money then drew back as if it had started on fire. John closed his eyes as Dean's voice came to him begging to go home.

Home for the boys was with the Novak family. John took that as an insult. He was the one that kept them going after the fire that destroyed their lives.

Spencer Novak has a roof and three squares to offer John's kids and they forget about their own father. He didn't figure his boys for being so disloyal.

These were the delusions of a man that saw a lot of death and tragedy early on and turned to booze and revenge to keep him going while turning his back on the two people that loved him when no one else did.

He had held out hope for Dean, molding the boy into a Hunter and his good little soldier. Then everything was spoiled when his son presented as Omega. As for Sam he bucked John at every turn alternately wanting the man's attention while trying to escape his control.

The Hunter grabbed the money and the new bottle of Wild Turkey and headed out to the Impala.

"What's done is done. No going back."

…..

Dean was dressed and bundled in the back of a limousine next to Dick Roman. Roman had hands all over Dean pinching, squeezing and prodding him like a piece of meat. The Omega didn't fight because the bodyguard was sitting right across from them enjoying the show in silence.

Then Dean's captor said something that threw him into a blind rage.

"We need to do something about that bastard fetus of yours. I heard from Felix it belongs to your English teacher. Now isn't that a kick! I'll have it sucked out of you this weekend."

Acting on instinct to protect what was his, Dean pulled the wrapped shard of plastic and plunged it into Roman's carotid artery will all his might. A shower of red colored the cabin of the limo. Gurgling filled the air for a few seconds and then stopped.

The bodyguard lunged for Dean. The driver, distracted from the noises and the gore he saw in the mirror lost control of the limousine on the snow covered road.

It slid down an embankment crashing into a bank of evergreens

TBC