Dean clung tightly to Castiel when a male nurse came in to take the Omega's information and vitals. The boy was on the defense against strangers especially in a medical setting. After what Dean had been through seeing another doctor was the last thing he wanted.

The nurse made everything worse by chastising the Omega for not putting his gown on yet. He took Dean by the arm and tried to jerk him off Castiel's lap, "If you have trouble undressing I'll help you." Omegas got little respect or tenderness even in a hospital setting.

Dean broke his long silence by screaming, "Don't you fucking touch me!" He was wild eyed and shaking.

Castiel grabbed the nurse's wrist and twisted until he let go of Dean. "You heard him, don't fucking touch him. I'll help Dean and when he's ready I'll let you know. Don't come in before then. Do we understand each other?"

The nurse was about to open his mouth and tell Castiel to suck a bag of hammers but decided from the look on the Alpha's face it was best to just leave quietly. The angry man reminded the nurse of a little blue eyed bull with his flaring nostrils and unpredictable manner.

"Yes Mr. Novak we understand each other."

….

Castiel pulled the curtain around them in case someone walked in. He worked gently peeling off the damp, bloody clothing. Once he got the Omega naked Cas saw the damage, at least on the outside. There were bruises, scrapes and raw skin where there had been exposure to cold.

He touched the large ugly bruise from the seatbelt, "Were you in an accident?" Dean didn't answer.

The Alpha took damp paper towels and cleaned the blood he saw still on Dean's neck, face and hair as best he could. Looking for cuts in those areas Castiel found none. The blood didn't belong to Dean. That scared him, he didn't want a doctor coming in and asking too many questions.

Dean had shut down. Castiel felt much had happened to him that needed to stay private. "Don't worry my love; I'm taking care of everything. I'll do the talking." He kissed an unresponsive Dean on the forehead.

Castiel took the cell phone, wallet, knife, gun, lighter, watches and ring and secured them in the inner pockets of his own coat. Feeling it was safe to let a doctor in now, he slipped the gown on Dean and buzzed for the nurse.

…..

A female nurse came this time and took Dean's vitals then asked Castiel about the Omegas health history. He didn't really know but assumed Dean had been pretty healthy up until that point. She asked when his last tetanus shot had been but Castiel had no idea. The nurse gave one to the zoned out teen and then left.

A young doctor came in shortly after that and let loose a barrage of questions directed toward Castiel. If there was an Alpha present the Omega was ignored.

"You are his…?"

Castiel played his part, "His owner and mate."

"How did he sustain these injuries?"

"I'm not sure, I found him like this."

The doctor took Dean by the shoulders and lowered him flat on the table. The Omega resisted at first until Castiel told him it would be ok. Dean threw his arm across his eyes while the examination went on. The doctor checked for broken bones and when he got to Dean's ribs and manipulated the areas the Omega took in a sharp breath.

"I don't feel any grinding or shifting but the area feels quite swollen and there is a good amount of tenderness. Bruised ribs it can be just as painful as full out breaking them and the healing process can take awhile. I'd like to get an x-ray with your permission Mr. Novak."

Castiel pulled down Dean's gown again for modesty.

"Yes of course, anything he needs."

….

Dean was wheeled over for x-rays and when Castiel tried to go inside the technician told him to sit in the waiting room. She had to explain to the distressed young Alpha why he couldn't go in and finally he settled down and agreed to sit and wait.

Once alone with Dean the woman doing the x-rays asked Dean a few simple questions the last was "Are you pregnant or think you might be pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant…at least I think I still am," Dean draped an arm across his eyes and sighed. "Please be careful." He was grateful it was a woman doing the x-rays.

Dean felt a heavy covering placed from below his ribs down. The tech patted him on the shoulder, "Is it the nice young man out in the waiting room?"

Eyes still covered Dean answered softly, "Yeah."

"You are a lucky young man. I can tell he really cares."

…

Castiel waited patiently. He picked up an issue of "Good Omega Monthly" geared toward the domesticated male. It was filled with recipes, fashion and sex tips and a pictorial on the latest collars. It was normal to see collared Omegas with pretty ID tags on the front as added precaution. The collars were used as a status symbol like jewelry.

His eyes covered every inch of the model Omegas, every one of them with beautiful bodies, pretty features and pouty lips. Still not one could compare to Dean. Castiel could see a time when his Omega would be the epitome of male perfection.

Despite the grimness of the situation they were in Castiel had to smile to himself as he pictured gifting Dean with a pretty collar. "He'd rather have black leather and steel studs I suppose…still he would look so sweet in jade or azure. Most likely Dean would tell me to shove the collar up my ass. Maybe he'd wear one in private just for me. It could be his lingerie…a birthday gift in January."

Castiel allowed his mind to wander back to pleasant memories recalling the cabin weekend filled with romance, raw need and desperate lust. The feeling of being locked inside that tight, warm, silky snatch as orgasmic contractions milked his dick. Dean's bottle green eyes searching his, filled with….

The medical imaging tech snapped her fingers, "Mr. Novak….hello are you in there?"

Cas pulled his coat over his lap and cleared his throat, "Yes I'm here."

The technician raised an eyebrow as she observed the blushing, slightly panting man, "Dean is ready." The woman looked at the issue of "Good Omega Monthly" and smiled at Cas knowingly making the Alpha want to crawl under a rock.

The Alpha stood with his coat still in front and turned away and he slipped it on and zipped up. "I'm ready. Did Dean get through it well?"

"He was more relaxed with me. I think it's easier for them…meaning Omegas, to have female medical staff around them."

…..

Dean was sitting in the wheelchair with hands folded on his lap when Castiel came to get him. This time the Omega looked right at him. It seemed Dean was coming out of his stupor. "I wanna go home Cas. Don't leave me here."

The Alpha couldn't resist the urge to kiss him. When Dean reciprocated Castiel felt joy well up in his heart. "I'd never leave you here Dean. If you had to stay I'd sleep right next to you I promise."

….

Once back in the examination room the doctor joined them with the x-rays, "Everything looks ok. He pointed out the swelling, "Bruised ribs, also the kid strained muscles from the force of some sort of impact." The doctor finally talked to Dean directly, "Were you in a car accident?"

Dean shrugged noncommittally, "I don't remember."

Castiel was given a prescription for Vicodin and a suggestion that Dean get a primary care physican and schedule a follow up appointment in a week.

…..

The state trooper noticed the slide off early that morning. He spotted a bit of the mangled limousine visible despite the inches of snow. Soon there was an ambulance, tow truck and several other troopers there. It took a long time to finally get the vehicle out. The cabin was loaded with snow that had come in through the broken windows weighing it down all the more.

The bodyguard's frozen body was dug out and put in a meat wagon. Once the cabin and the front seat of the limo were cleared they found the chauffeur and Dick Roman.

Roman was a gruesome sight. Covered in blood and frozen solid with eyes wide and staring at nothing. The troopers noticed something protruding from the man's neck.

One of the troopers looked closer, "What do you think it is?"

"Who knows, the guy is a Popsicle so I can't tell. The coroner will figure it out."

…

Spencer showed up at hospital to bring his son and Dean back home. He handed Castiel a bag with one of Scotty's winter flannel pull over gowns and a pair of snow boots for Dean.

Castiel slipped the gown over Dean's head and helped him get his arms in the sleeves. "There, that's better."

The elder Alpha found a big bag for patient clothing and put every single thing Dean had been wearing inside, ruined or not. Lastly Spencer plucked the x-rays off the light box and deposited them in another bag.

Castiel was absolutely confused, "Dad what are you doing?"

"Making sure Dean doesn't leave a trace behind." He called in a young man that had been waiting outside. "This is Marcus, compliments of Mr. Mercado."

Marcus went to work on the computer easily bypassing the safeguards and erasing anything to do with Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak as his Alpha guardian.

Dean perked up as all this went on. He was both intrigued and impressed at the thoroughness that was taken to obliterate him from the hospital's memory.

…..

After Spencer dropped Marcus off at Mercado Enterprises Castiel started with the questions.

"Dad, what was that all about?"

Spencer glanced in the rearview mirror at his son then back to the road, "You should be grateful Mr. Mercado gave us Marcus on loan."

"I take it Mercado is much more than just the owner of Mercado Enterprises."

Spencer tried to think of the right word to describe the man, "Mateo is…complicated."

Castiel was in no mood for cryptic responses, "Why would he help us? I rejected his son. Dad I don't want to owe him a debt."

"Mercado did this out of gratitude. You found Javier a very suitable mate. Also Dean has been kind to his son and Javier considers him a friend."

That seemed to placate Cas and he let it go.

They had to pass by the crash scene on the way home. The trooper directed them to go around. Dean spotted the mangled vehicle and a body zipped up in a black bag. He began an involuntary tremble so bad his teeth were chattering. "It's him…its Dick Roman. They can't trace him back to me…there are always clues though…oh fuck, what if they find me?"

Castiel heard the quick, shallow breathing as if Dean couldn't get air. "Dean, breathe deep breaths or you'll hyperventilate." He took the boy's face in his hands and stared into his eyes, "Look at me…focus. Do you love me?"

Dean took a deep breath and exhaled "Love you." His breathing slowed but the shaking continued. Castiel held him whispering comforting words.

Spencer looked in the mirror again then back to the road. The crash scene faded from sight. Seeing his son comforting the Omega made him realize despite their many differences Castiel and Dean were truly bonded. The love between them was obvious.

The elder Alpha smiled to himself, "Now if only Dean wasn't such a little smartass." Actually he wished Dean would say something flippant, naughty or funny. Somber and quiet wasn't the kid's style.

….

Castiel got back into the SUV waving a little white bag, "I've got your painkillers sweetheart."

Dean had lifted Roman's wallet off Castiel during a hug. It was imperative he got inside that pharmacy alone. "Thanks Cas. I have to pee, I'll be right back."

Cas helped him out and walked him to the door of the pharmacy then tried to go inside with Dean but the Omega stopped him, "I can go myself."

"Babe you can't even walk without moaning in pain. I'm going to help you."

Dean looked at him with pleading eyes, "I can do it."

Cas was a sucker for those pretty eyes and whatever emotions they happen to convey. He caved immediately, "Alright but I'm waiting right here."

Dean headed back where the big pharmacy sign was hanging and found the Omega feminine products aisle with an array of pregnancy tests. He picked out three different tests and went to the counter to pay. There was a display of impulse candy and Dean picked out a big bag of gummy worms for Sam and a couple of fancy jumbo candy bars.

The pharmacy assistant looked over the young, beat up Omega and then to the pregnancy tests, "Get into some trouble?"

Dean hated the way people thought they could ask or say anything to him because he was an Omega. It was like all his privacy ended at puberty. He answered with a shrug.

Dean paid for his purchases and had them double bagged so no one could see what was inside. Once back in the vehicle he clutched the bag for dear life. When Castiel inquired to the contents, Dean told him it was candy for Sam and Scotty. That much wasn't a lie.

Dean needed to see with his own eyes that he was indeed pregnant. The Omega couldn't trust the word of a skin trade doctor and wanted to show his Alpha proof before he told him. Castiel had spoke of them having children but in the future. Dean wasn't sure how happy his Alpha would be with a baby at this point in their lives.

It wasn't Castiel he doubted. It was the life altering moments from that first drop of blood up until this moment that had Dean doubting himself. Presenting as Omega had thrown him into hole he was constantly clawing his way out of as a little more of the edge crumbled away in his grasp.

…..

Scotty saw the vehicle pull up and yelled for Sam who came dashing out and past Scotty. When the Omega tried to follow Sam held up his hand, "No, it's too cold out there. You and the baby stay inside."

The very tall and amused Omega looked down at eleven year old Sam and pinched his cheek, "You are such a little cutie. Ok I'll wait here."

Little did Scotty know when Sam hit his growth spurt the kid would top out at six feet four inches by the time it was over, two inches taller than Scotty. The Omega also didn't know Sam could take down someone twice his size if the conditions were right or that little Hunter could handle a gun and a knife with accuracy.

Sam allowed Scotty to baby him because he liked it and it made the Omega happy. "Yup that's me, a little cutie."

…

Dean limped along with Sam on one side and Castiel on the other. He broke off from them and went to the guest room now officially Sam's and hid his bag of secrets behind the dresser.

The next stop was the shower. Dean still had the dried blood of Dick Roman in all his nooks and crannies. The man had bled out like a stuck pig.

Castiel stripped and got in with him soaping and scrubbing Dean clean as he hummed a song. The Omega couldn't think of the name or lyrics off hand but it was one he had heard before.

Dean grunted when Cas hit a sore spot.

"Sorry baby I'm trying to be careful."

"It's ok."

Dean kept his eyes on the drain watching the blood tinged water circle then vanish like magic washing away the gore. He wished it was that easy to cleanse it from his memory.

Castiel sat Dean down and rubbed him dry with a clean fluffy towel then wrapped the teen up in one of his well worn robes. It was unwashed and Cas knew the his scent had a way of arousing or relaxing the Omega. It seemed to work, Dean's tense muscles began to soften and his lids grew heavy.

He scooped Dean up and carried him their bed resting him carefully onto a nest of pillows. Castiel got in next to him and covered them both with a quilt. He peppered Dean's freckled face with kisses, "I can't lose you Kitten, I couldn't go on."

Dean pressed his forehead against Castiel's in a show of affection. "Guess you'll have to keep saving me then."

Castiel felt an urge to place a possessive hand over his tender Omega's flat belly and rub slow circles. "I mean it Dean…without you my world would diminish to virtually nothing. No sunshine, no warmth and no hope. What would be the point without you?"

Dean reached up and traced Cas' flared nostrils and puffy pink lips that needed kissing, "I hope you're just being poetic. No one is worth losing all hope over. Life goes on Cas if you like it or not. You already bought the ticket so finish out the ride however long it is. Besides, you and me are forever."

Cas ventured a smile, "Now whose the poet?"

Exhausted, the gem green eyes slowly closed as Dean mumbled, "My teacher's rubbing off on me."

"If you wish."

"What?"

"Double entendre, rubbing off on you…never mind. Sleep now."

Dean was already asleep before Cas said the last word.

….

The coroner, Max Freelove, finished with Dick Roman's body. The wallet was missing but Roman was in the papers more times than not and it only took confirmation by the notorious man's favorite Omega for confirmation.

The young male, brought there by a bodyguard, had a hard time identifying him by the face. Dick Roman was a handsome man but he had been frozen and with the thawing his nice features had distorted. Stevie lifted the sheet and looked for the birthmark on his owner's hip. That confirmed it was Dick. The Omega knew the man's body all too well.

It made Stevie smile to see the bastard's dick shriveled and pallid. The puncture in his artery actually caused the Omega to giggle. "That's Richard for sure." The head of Roman's Omega harem looked at the object sitting on a tray. "What was he killed with?"

Freelove was surprised the Omega dared to ask that question but he answered, "It looks like a shard of a plastic knife with the end wrapped in bandaging tape. It went into his carotid artery so he died quickly. That should give you some sort of peace. He didn't suffer long."

Stevie pursed his lips as he took one last look at the man that had made his life a living hell, "Pity…I wish the pain would have lasted longer."

The scandalous way the Omega acted shocked the seasoned detective and the coroner. Freelove protested the Omega's behavior but a growl from the Alpha muscle protecting Stevie cause them both to hold their tongues.

Stevie breezed past Detective Monsanto. The Detective watched the fine ass wiggling away and knew he could never afford an Omega like that. He clapped his hands together and rubbed them, "So what did you come up with Max?"

The coroner filled the detective in on the details.

TBC