Breakfast was a quiet affair for the Alpha and Omega. This was their last day and night at the cabin and although the week had been very enlightening for both a week was, in the grand scheme of things just a blink of time. That didn't matter; the couple had a lifetime to explore all those delicious nooks and crannies that made each other tick both inside and out.

The adventure was just beginning.

Dean had a lot on his mind that morning. He missed Sam terribly and though he knew his little brother was safe and sound with Spencer and Scotty, Dean hadn't voluntarily been away from Sam this long. The Omega was also concerned the reason why Castiel had been so quiet was because of last night.

Castiel slowly brought a bit of scrambled egg to his lips but forgot to actually eat it. The Alpha thought about Dean's nimble fingers inside of his body and wondered if his mate regretted the act in the light of day. "Maybe he sees me as less of an Alpha now…"

He dropped the fork and cleared his throat, "Dean, last night was unexpected. The wine, the fire, your naked body and obvious excitement…" the Alpha paused to sip his coffee and gather the rest of his thoughts, "The wine made me very relaxed and receptive to your advances but…"

Dean interrupted, "You regret it now?"

"No, I don't regret it but I worry you think I'm weak and less of an Alpha." Cas bowed his head suddenly shy and nervous as he waited for an answer that might not be what he wanted to hear.

When he rolled his blue eyes up at Dean the Omega popped a boner. "What the fuck is wrong with me besides being fifteen… all I can think of is fingering his pretty, pink ass…"

The Alpha was still staring wide eyed like some hot little Dollfie dream doll when he rumbled, "Dean?"

Dean had switched gears, now fantasizing of Castiel plowing his juicy cunt from behind. So many raw and dirty scenarios were floating round in the teenager's brain it was tough to concentrate but husband's voice snapped him out of his daze.

Dean slowly blinked his glazed over green peepers, "Huh?"

"Do you think less of me…you know, as an Alpha."

"Geez, now his head is cocked and he's got that little frown on his face."

Dean knew one thing about his man; it didn't matter how physically gifted, how smart, cultured, handsome or seemingly confident and strong the young man appeared, deep down inside Castiel questioned his place in a world dominated by knuckle dragging Alphas.

The very traits inside of him that made Castiel stand out were the same traits that attracted Dean to the teacher in the first place besides his heady scent and good looks.

Dean reached across the table and grabbed his hand, "Babe, every Alpha should get down on their knees and worship at your feet as the perfect example of what a real man should be."

The Alpha's plump lips quirked into a smile, "Thank you."

Dean went one better, he growled to express just how much he loved what they had done last night, "Your ass makes me crazy. Watching you ride my fingers was so wild."

Castiel went from unsure to Mega Alpha in two seconds flat, "Yeah? Well your hairless little baby slit makes me hard as granite. I wanna do bad things to you."

The Omega's tongue darted across his hungry lips, "That long, thick baby maker dangling between your legs gets me slick as butter in July." Dean moved toward him, "Do it…do bad things to me."

The Alpha bolted from his chair, grabbed Dean under the arms and lifted him to his feet. He took his arm and swept the table clean, dishes and breakfast flying to the floor. "Bend over the table."

That voice, his deep rumbling voice that seemed an impossibility coming from a man that just minutes ago was shy and unsure had caused Dean to release an amount of slick only possible for Omegas of breeding age. It didn't matter that he was already pregnant, Dean's body wanted Castiel's cock, knot and seed.

Dean got exactly want he needed, a vagina jammed full of Alpha meat swollen and locked inside of him. Cas with the libido and stamina a young bull, he could give and give as much as his Omega could take. After half an hour in a bent position Dean's legs began to shake.

Still locked together, Castiel wrapped his arms both under the Omega's belly and under the arms and walked them to the bed where he positioned their bodies so Dean could relax.

Murmuring against the shell of Dean's ear, Cas stroked where he felt the baby might be hoping to feel some movement. When Dean let out a gasp of surprise Castiel grew excited, "Is it our baby moving?"

"I-I think so. It happened yesterday but I didn't say anything because I wasn't sure."

"What does it feel like?"

"Like fluttering and this time I felt like the kid nudged me." Dean sighed, "I don't know how to explain it."

Castiel moved his hands slowly over the stretched skin. His patience was rewarded by an ever so slight movement. "I think I felt something but it could be gas building up because of your constipation."

"Can we not talk about my gas and constipation? It's not like I can help it."

Ever the supportive mate, Castiel did his best to ease Dean's mind, "Honey I think of them as love toots from you and the baby."

A snort sounded from the Omega, "Love toots…only you would think of that."

They dozed awhile until the feel of Castiel's penis sliding from its warm snug work them up. The couple showered and dressed all the while trying to decide how to spend their last day at the cabin. Dean surprised Cas by asking if they could go into the small tourist town not far from them and explore. The Alpha was more than receptive.

….

Castiel already had the Impala warmed. Dean agreed to let him to drive Baby for their little trip into town. The Alpha glanced at his watch, "what is taking him so long?"

Dean stepped out of the cabin and hurried to the Impala. Cas jumped out and got to the passenger door first opening it up for his wife. Dean turned and looked at his mate before getting inside.

Castiel pushed down the hood on Dean's parka and let out a little gasp of surprise, "Dean, you went through the bag."

"Gee, nothing gets past you." Dean mumbled, "What do you think?"

The Alpha gently cupped his freckled cheek, "I think I am a very blessed Alpha. I think you put all other Omegas to shame." Castiel had no second thoughts about dropping to the gravel on his knees and hugging his Omega around the belly, "You are my Goddess."

Dean reached down and stroked his Alpha's sex hair with the gentleness reserved for a mother and child, "Tonight I'll show you what a goddess I am."

…..

Scotty spoke to Barbara through the intercom, "We don't need any life changes, thank you very much."

Barbara didn't give up that easily, "Is Castiel Novak home?"

"No."

"Well I suppose I'll just have to stand here and talk to you through this little box then."

When Scotty opened the door both Barbara and Prendi were surprised to see a towering, pregnant Omega with two long blonde braids framing a handsome face with touches of pretty. He was dressed in black leggings and sports bra to match. The burgeoning belly and soft breasts were a compliment to the lanky, athletic frame of the Omega.

Barbara couldn't believe her luck, it was Wonder Woman and one of the moppets from the wedding photos standing there in the flesh. Afraid the door might get shut in her face; she walked past them with Prendi in tow. Barbara made herself comfortable on the living room couch while Prendi stood by clutching a messenger bag.

Scotty and Sam each took a wingback chair opposite of this strange woman. Barbara wasted no time explaining why she was there in detail. While Scotty just nodded.

"So you see Mrs. Novak, I have nothing but your family's best interests at heart. I'll go into more detail when Castiel is here. If he decides to do the photo spread with his lovely child bride I would hope you, your husband and…" she turned to Sam, "I'm sorry young man, what is your title here?"

Sam straightened up in the chair and looked her straight in the eye, "I'm Dean's brother and I'm Scotty and Spencer's son…well not officially but…"

Scotty stepped in, "We are Sam's guardians and are in the process of a formal adoption." He reached over and patted Sam on the arm, "He's our son."

Barbara took mental notes; there were so many delicious details to remember with this family. "When are Castiel and his Omega coming home?"

She rubbed Scotty the wrong way several times already and it was tough to gain ground again once it was lost when it came to Scott Ashley Novak.

"They are on their honeymoon. Leave the contract for my husband's lawyers to look over in the meantime. Once Castiel and Dean get back, open all their wedding gifts and Dean has his check up next week, then my husband and I will talk to them about this. I'll give Castiel your card and he can make his own decision…along with Dean of course."

The Omega stood, towering over the shriveled up women in the ridiculous heels and held out his hand, Barbara took it and was yanked to her feet. He was strong and intimidating; she hadn't met an Omega like him in her entire life. Barbara found Scotty intriguing rather than scary.

Sam was instantly by Scotty's side. Barbara smiled at him with those baby corn teeth and patted him on the head, "Well aren't you a find young man protecting your mommy." She tapped the side of her nose and gave Sam a wink, "I smell an Alpha in the making. Tell me Sam; is that pretty moppet in the wedding photos your little pre-Omega?"

Scotty snapped, "Sam's life is off limits to you and anyone else outside of these walls. You know Ms. Leech; it might help in your dealings with others if you weren't so fucking pushy and nosy."

The woman gasped in mock surprise, "But that is what I do for a living. I'm very sorry if I offended you or your family in any way. I believe that Castiel and Dean with their incredible wedding photos, embracement of an almost obsolete culture along with their love story could help the Omega cause and perhaps change the world's perceptions of your kind."

Barbara snapped her fingers and Prendi handed over a folder full of paperwork to Scotty the wonder Omega the shook his free hand, "It was a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Novak. You are certainly an eye opener."

Sam warned her, "Wait until you get a load of Dean."

Scotty smiled down at the well dressed but repressed Omega, "What is your name?"

"Prendi is my given name."

"Prendi, call me Scotty." The Omega turned to Barbara, "Maybe you could start these changes by not snapping your fingers at your assistant. Is that an indentured servant's collar he's wearing?"

Barbara stuttered, "Y-yes it is but it's all perfectly legal." The hard glare from the tall Omega's icy blue eyes caused her to reconsider, "Perhaps Prendi could take the collar off."

After the collar was removed and Scotty was satisfied he gave Prendi a card and then told Barbara to hit the road. Scotty was tired and achy and done with the strange visit.

….

On the drive back to Amazonian Publishing Barbara glanced over at Prendi who was holding business card, "What is that?"

"It's a business card from Mrs. Novak."

"What does it say, what type of business could he possibly have, prostitute, exotic dancer, arm candy or lingerie model?" Barbara smiled at her own cleverness which wasn't all that clever.

Prendi frowned at the 110 pounds of negativity sitting next to him, "Um…it says, "Scott Ashley Novak, Warrior Goddess, Omega Counselor and Fitness Instructor. Then there's a phone number at the bottom."

When Barbara laughed it sounded more like a donkey braying, "How cute, he has his own business card. Spencer Novak sure scored himself a big honey Omega. Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree; look at that baby Castiel snatched right out of his very own classroom." Barbara hissed, "Scandalous."

…..

Salvatore dragged two overloaded suitcases up the steps of the old farmhouse aka The Savior Project as Terry waddled ahead to open the door. A flood of wide eyed youthful Omegas swarmed out to greet their hero Sal. He was a larger than life Alpha with a Goodfellas accent and demeanor but inside the guy was all mush.

Terry took the attention his husband received from the teens in stride. Sal saw the Omegas as strays that needed more than society had afforded them. Whenever Salvatore has the chance he brought the spoils of war against evil to The Savior Project to help Lillian and Jacob provide for the Omegas.

Salvatore laughed when the boys relieved him of his suitcases full of expensive clothing. "Go on, check the back of the SUV, I brought all sorts of goodies, but remember, everything goes past Lillian and Jacob first."

A boy no older than twelve or thirteen hugged Sal around the waist, "Thank you Mr. Bello!"

He ruffed up the boy's hair, "No problem David, but I think you should also thank Mrs. Bello."

David next hugged Terry around his ample belly full of baby, "You got real big Mrs. Bello, when is the baby comin'?"

Terry stretched his back from side to side before waddling through the door with the kid still clinging to him, "Not soon enough but I expect it will around September. The reason I'm so damn big is because I'm giving birth to a giant just like Sal." He tweaked the boy on the nose, "Remember newbie, just say no to sex, at least for another ten years, otherwise you end up like this."

He saluted Terry, "Yes Ma'am! The Omega scampered away.

Lillian came over and hugged the killer for hire, "Terry you are glowing!"

Terry flipped his long braid over his shoulder and patted his gut, "Ugh, this condition is not helpful in our line of work."

The feisty elder Beta shook her finger at him, "Salvatore should not allow you around all those nasty chemicals and glue traps. It's dangerous!" She had no clue what they really did for a living. It was better that way, otherwise Lillian might have had second thoughts about the donations and money Sal and Terry gave to the Savior Project.

"Yeah well I've taken a back seat with all that since Sal knocked me up. I just pretty much make arrangements…I mean appointments." The slender Omega absentmindedly rubbed the long scar on his face as he looked around the large, open entryway, "You've fixed up the old farmhouse really nice."

The Beta smiled up at Terry, "Thanks to you and Salvatore. The Savior Project has expanded; we have two more branches in the state and hope to someday go national to help young Omegas everywhere. We are one of the only the places for them to go without the government interfering. Running on donations is hard but worth it. The boys grow up with freedom, education and work skills. Of course many marry after we graduate them from the program but not before the men are vetted, proven to be good and kind Alphas and Betas."

Terry looked over at his husband who was chatting with Jacob, "Any sign of Martin?"

Lillian knew how Salvatore pined for his son, "We have quite a few young men leaving and others coming in. Check back with us next month. I've sent his childhood photo to other facilities so they can keep an eye out. It's difficult because we have nothing recent to go by and it's been years. I wish I had more to tell you."

Terry could hear the noise of young males laughing and talking in the common room, "Mind if I take a peek?"

"By all means."

Terry did the rounds along with Salvatore. He held his husbands large hand as they wove through the furniture covered by teens doing homework, web surfing, pawing through the new clothing, watching TV or playing board games. Sal's broad shoulders slumped when not one of them was Martin.

Before they left Salvatore asked again if there were any other boys he hadn't seen yet.

Lillian nodded, "there is but you can't see them. They are very new here and we need to go through procedures, no exceptions. Several have severe emotional problems, a few are hostile, none of them have seen a doctor yet and we have to ease them in with the others. I have one that doesn't talk at all. I can't have strangers, especially a huge Alpha like you, walking in there and freaking them out."

Sal let out a deep sigh and his masculine features softened giving the appearance of someone much younger, "I understand."

The Beta patted his arm, "Give me some time to acclimate them and when they are ready I'll let Terry scent them for you."

The odd couple left for a big extermination job the next on the west coast. Sal had been hired by a well off couple whose son had vanished a year ago. Sal was going to rescue the kid and put a bullet through the heart of the leader of a human trafficking ring. He assured them shit rolls downhill and the rest would fall once the man was dead.

It was a dangerous life Salvatore and Terry lived but it was satisfying and paid incredibly well. Sal was also able to contribute to The Savior Project to help young Omegas and keep hope alive that his son was still out there somewhere.

….

The quarantined Omegas were kept in an addition Lillian and Jacob had built onto the farmhouse. The teens lived dormitory style with full, shared bathroom facilities. Meals were taken at long tables in the center of the room. After physical and mental evaluations done by volunteer doctors, the Omegas would be integrated individually based on their progress.

Among the new group two older teens sat together on a broken down loveseat facing the window. One, a tall, sturdy and coarsely handsome Omega sat silently, body lax and eyes focused on nothing in particular. He hadn't spoken a word since arriving. The Omega sitting next to him was a slim strawberry blonde wrapped up in a blanket to ward against the damp. He held the silent teen's large hand in his for comfort.

They watched the two males walk back to the SUV. The blonde took out the worn wallet and opened it up to look for the thousandth time at the face of John Winchester on the driver license. He waited to get a look at the bigger ones face. He was disappointed once again.

The silent Omega's doe eyes opened wide for just a second when Salvatore turned toward the window as he held open the car door for Terry. Once the SUV drove off the teen sunk deeper into the loveseat, his face expressionless once again.

The blonde had felt his hand squeezed for just a moment, he turned to his silent friend, "What is it…can you tell me?" Disappointed his friend was nothing more than a lump on the furniture once again, the blonde gave the teen a kiss on his full, slack lips, "It's ok, tell me when you're ready." He nudged him with an elbow, "Hey it's a good thing I talk enough for the two of us."

The blonde faced the driveway again keeping watch for a man that was already dead.

…

Dean was feeling his inner Omega as he walked bowlegged with a slight waddle from touristy shop to shop buying little trinkets for everyone back home. Castiel dutifully carried the bags right into a specialty baby boutique where Dean acted out of character for him but in character for a first time pregnant Omega. He cooed over every pair of little shoes and tiny jumper. The prices were way out of their range but it didn't hurt to look.

Holding up a pair of black, soft leather booties with a lightning bolt on each side Dean smiled like a kid at the carnival, "Babe these are so cool!"

Castiel hummed his approval then took them from Dean and looked at the price tag. The Alpha balked for a moment then steeled himself, "Dean looks so happy, it's a treat for him and the baby…it's the first time he's shown interest in baby shopping…I did pay a hundred dollars on the charge card…"

"Love them Dean, pick out an outfit to go with the booties."

Dean took them back, "Naw, I was just acting stupid. We can't afford stuff like this. I blame it on hormones; you know I don't care about fancy things like this." He set them back on the table, shoulders slumped, the smile gone.

Castiel took the booties, marched over and set them on the counter then went back to Dean, "I'm your Alpha and I am telling you we can afford them and an outfit. Now pick out something adorable, our kid deserves it."

His voice just above a whisper Dean answered, "Ok babe…thank you."

….

The couple had dinner at a local restaurant during a beautiful sunset. both were feeling exceptionally happy. Being teacher and student, Castiel and Dean never had a normal dating type of relationship. Cas regretted that, feeling Dean was missing out on experiences other teens took for granted. He already planned on escorting the sixteen year old to the spring dance at the high school no matter what the bitch of a principle said. It would be a surprise for his wife, one of many good surprises Dean deserved.

Castiel watched the sunset through the large bay window as he held his Omega's hand, absentmindedly rubbing the sapphire with his thumb, "Today has been memorable."

Dean looked at his own reflection in the glass and saw the face of a stranger. Eyeliner and mascara emphasizing his already stunning eyes and lush lips done in soft rose, the Omega felt different but not bad. The soft, black suede collar looked more like a choker. A dollhouse sized dress lock of silver held it closed. Castiel held the key on a chain around his neck. Dean could have easily ripped the collar off but he chose to wear it. It symbolized the Alpha's ownership of his Omega.

Castiel had meant it for his eyes alone, just another kink to share for their honeymoon but Dean wanted to go one step further and give his Alpha one day out to show off his prize to the world, collar and all.

They had received admiring looks all day long, other Alphas impressed with the young man's outwardly submissive looking, pretty mate. Castiel didn't even realize this recognition caused him to stand a little taller, chest out and shoulders square. He was always proud to be seen with Dean and it didn't take window dressing for that. Today his most primal instincts emerged causing the Alpha to puff out and display like a peacock with a fetching hen. Deep down Castiel felt part of a very old pack, as old as man himself.

Dean felt the effects just as deeply. Despite his fighting against the Omega norm he felt kept, cherished, protected and owned by Castiel. He leaned more on Cas' arm, speaking in a soft voice as he kept touching and kissing his Alpha to ward off lone Omegas.

It was a primal dance done over and over for generations too far to count. It was a very good day. Tomorrow came reality.

….

When the waitress came over to give them the check Dean handed her his phone. "Would you take a couple pictures of us?"

The middle age woman looked from Omega to Alpha and back again, "In my next life I'll have a guy like blue eyes and look like green eyes" "Sure kid."

She took several and handed the phone back to Dean along with the check and left.

The newlyweds flipped through the pictures, one of them embracing, one where Dean was kissing a blushing Castiel on the cheek and finally one with Dean's head on Cas' shoulder and the Alpha's hand on his Omega's belly.

The Omega was pleased with the pictures. Since feeling the baby flutter and sharing it with his Alpha these seemed like real family photos of the three of them even if their bun wasn't visible.

"I'll have Sam print these up when we get back. He can use his super nerd powers to tweak the lighting and color."

Cas took the phone from him to admire the photos closer, "I think we are picture perfect just as we are."

"Sap."

"I love you too."

TBC

TBC

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