A/N- Hello dear readers. This will tie up quite a few loose ends in the story that got away from me. There is a little surprise at the end of this chapter. Enjoy.

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Salvatore ushered the Omega and baby back to the dorm. Sal didn't expect this; he had everything planned out in his mind, bring Mason and the baby to the Novak home and discuss everything in private. Now things were set in motion and he'd have to deal with the situation here and now.

Once back to the common room, Sal found himself getting grilled by Dean. The feisty Omega tilted his head back in order to look the big Alpha in the eye, "Spill it Sal, who is that guy and what's up with the baby? I smell Winchester all over the kid."

Salvatore looked around the room at the Omegas, all of them had stopped whatever they had been doing and were now staring at the strangers and the Alpha some of them had come to trust. It seemed like a fight was brewing and a few of the youngest scattered.

"This is really going south fast…I don't want to scare the kids" Salvatore tried get Dean to follow him to Jacob's empty office but that went over like a ton of bricks. Dean demanded Sal tell them what was going on right then and there.

"I hate to do this Dean but…"

Dean found himself swept off his feet as if he weighed less than a feather and carried into Jacob's unoccupied office. Sam told Alfie to stay put and ran after his brother. Sam grabbed one of Jacob's walking sticks standing in a small, antique barrel, wielding it like a baseball bat.

Sam growled, "Put my brother down or I'll bust your teeth out." Salvatore carefully put a struggling Dean on an office chair. Sam's expression and stance told him the kid was deadly put a chair between them. He didn't feel like embarrassing Sam or pissing off Dean more than he already was. He blurted out, "That baby is your brother."

The Winchesters went quiet.

A light bulb went on for Dean, his eyes grew big as saucers, "Dad."

Sam turned when he heard the baby crying; the very same cry from his dream, he murmured to himself, "Dad."

Salvatore handed Dean, John's wallet. "Mason isn't lying. I can spot a con job a mile away. This is for real. Also, Terry picked up on Adam while Mason was still pregnant…don't ask me how he does it but he has a real gift. I trust my wife one hundred percent."

….

Sam, Dean, Mason and baby Adam were on the wraparound porch, gathered together on a big wicker couch. The brothers couldn't take their eyes off Adam. Dean held out his finger and Adam grasped it tight with his tiny fingers. Dean smiled softly as memories of baby Sammy came flooding back to him. "You've got a really strong grip there little guy."

Sam was dying to cuddle his brother. The baby gave him all sorts of fixed feelings but the urge to hold and protect was overwhelming for the budding Alpha. He cleared his throat, the boldly held out his arms, "I'd like to hold my brother if it's ok with you, Mason."

The new mother hesitated; he looked into the pretty, foxtail eyes of Sam Winchester and saw nothing but fierce love for the baby brother he had met just an hour ago. Mason carefully handed over Adam.

Sam pressed his nose against the pale blonde wisps of hair on Adam's head, breathing in that new baby smell, "I'm your big brother Sam." Adam broke into a toothless smile. Sam laughed, "Ugh, he is so cute I can't take it."

Dean asked the tough questions weighing on his mind and as usual tact was left at the door as soon as he opened his mouth, "Dad had a thing for whores, hookers and strippers. Is that how you two met?"

Mason bristled, "No, I am not a whore, hooker or stripper. I ran away from home because my parents arranged a marriage between me and an old friend of my dad. I was hitchhiking to no place in particular when John offered me a ride. We stopped for the night at a motel and…"

"And?"

"And he bought us food and there was alcohol…"

Dean snorted, "Big surprise."

"Anyway, he was drunk and I don't really drink so one was enough for me. I admit I found your dad attractive. He has such a dominant air about him and it made me feel protected for the first time in a long time. I know now I was very wrong, he didn't care about me at all but I was so desperate…" Mason shook his head as he replayed the night's events, "You have to know that I was a virgin, when John took me that night I soldiered through the pain believing that it would end up for the best. Maybe he would want to be my mate," the Omega shook his head sadly, "I was so dumb."

Mason took Adam away from Sam. He needed to hold the one good thing that came out of that night he lost his virginity, "He told me to hit the road the next morning and acted like I was poison. I admit I stole his wallet but I'm glad I did. Now I've got Adam but I don't know where his father is. I look for that big black car and John wherever I go."

The new mother brightened up for the first time since meeting Sam and Dean, "I'm sure you can tell your dad he has another son and hopefully he'd at least help me financially." He noticed Sam and Dean give each other grim looks, "H-he will help, right?"

Dean came right out with the truth, "Dad is dead."

Mason repeated the dreaded word, "Dead. Was it an accident?"

Sam jumped in afraid Dean would be too harsh, "Dad did a lot of bad, shady stuff and he died because of it."

"What kind of bad stuff?"

"I'll tell you this much, there was a fight that Dad started with Salvatore and Dad lost. We can talk details another time. This is a secret so we trust you as an official Winchester that you won't ever tell anyone."

Mason quietly processed everything they shared. Salvatore was involved, the father of his child was dead leaving Mason with nothing, John did some awful things that Sam and Dean didn't want to talk about and now he was told he was an official Winchester, "I have questions."

Dean nodded, "Go ahead, shoot."

"How am I an official Winchester?"

Dean couldn't resist reaching out and stroking Adam's plump rosy cheek, "Because of Adam, you're family now."

"Did John deserve what happened to him?"

Sam and Dean looked at each other again, Sam nodded to his brother and Dean answered, "We wish a lot of things would have turned out different but yeah, he had it coming."

Salvatore appeared; he made sure not to make eye contact with Mason. "Did they tell you what I did?"

Mason answered softly, "They said there was a fight and John lost. It seemed he got what he deserved." He looked at his son; Adam was smacking his cupids bow lips in his sleep, "I don't know what I'll do now."

Before Dean could speak up, Salvatore jumped in, "I have a big home I bought for Terry and our baby Isabelle. I am taking Martin with me and I want you and Adam to live with us. I can see in my son's eyes he loves and trusts you completely." The Alpha's voice cracked with emotion, "I'm so grateful to you for making my son a part of your life, for being tender and loving toward him. Martin has only known pain for so many years…" Sal rubbed the tears from his eyes with a fist the size of a Christmas ham, "…I vow to protect and take care of you all."

Mason still wasn't sure, "Are you a normally violent man, because if you are I will take Adam and Martin and we'll leave. I can't live in a home with anyone that's angry or violent."

Sal placed a hand over his heart and one in the air, "I swear, I'm a big old pussycat. Terry runs my life; all I want to do is go out and earn a living then come home and be a family man."

The young Omega visibly relaxed, "I'm relieved to hear that. What do you do for a living?"

"I'm an exterminator, mostly roaches and rats although I've been known to do a number on snakes and worms." The Alpha broke into a big, toothy smile; the twinkle in his warm, brown eyes was tempered by a hint of predator.

Sam rolled his eyes over the thinly veiled joke but Dean found it very funny and let out a snicker. The sixteen year old found Salvatore all sorts of badass, a sort of hunter with a sense of humor.

Mason decided the details of Salvatore's actual job were better left alone for now.

Dean made Mason an offer, "Anytime you want to come visit with Adam our doors are open. We want to get to know you and be a part of Adam's life. Someday when the kid has hard questions about dad we will handle it." He waved his hand toward Salvatore, "If things don't work out with this lug don't worry, you can stay with us."

Mason hadn't had options before but now he had plenty. "Thank you Dean, but my home is with Martin. I know this may sound strange considering Martin is an Omega but in a way he is my Alpha," a blush crept up his face, "I love Martin and he loves me."

Dean wasn't one to judge. "Hey, I get it. Love is love and I'm happy for you guys." He suddenly realized his husband had been missing the whole time, "I wonder what Cas is up to?"

…

Castiel had kept himself busy unpacking and putting together the baby furniture in the new Omega maternity building. The handsome, young Alpha with the groovy vibe had attracted all six pregnant Omegas plus others that had straggled in. Castiel was everything a single Omega could want in a mate.

Basically the teacher was a fresh bag of catnip and every pussy cat around wanted to sniff, taste and rub all over him. For Castiel all the ripe Omegas were akin to a field of tender flowers and he was a honey bee. Not that he would act on his feelings but for Cas the formerly nerdy Alpha, every bit of attention felt wonderful.

"I feel god-like among all this these beauties…I wonder what it would be like to have a harem. Stop it Castiel! Wicked thoughts…but they are only thoughts…a man can fantasize…its normal. Good thing Dean can't read minds or I would be in so much trouble…"

An especially attractive Omega, dressed in cut off shorts, sneakers and nothing else, sauntered over with a glass of cold lemonade and handed it to Castiel. "Here you go teacher." He winked at the Alpha then made a show of bending over to tie his sneaker.

Castiel brazenly started at the Omega's ass, "Well, buzz, buzz, buzz! Someone needs pollinating. Stop thinking about that! What if Dean finds out…it's a good thing Dean can't read minds otherwise I'd be in big trouble…doesn't hurt to look though"

….

Dean sent Sam to fetch Castiel. When Sam entered the maternity building he found his brother-in-law surrounded by fawning Omegas watching in rapt attention while Castiel put together a changing table.

Sam's sense of smell had become much sharper as his body worked its way through the process of becoming a full Alpha. The mingled scents inside the main room hit him hard going right from his brain to his groin in a split second. He stammered, "C-Cas, Dean wants to show you something."

Curious Omegas turned and gave the onceover to the kid with the new Alpha smell. One of the boys about Sam's age gave him a sweet smile and a shy wave. Sam gave him the Sammy dimples and the boy went weak in the knees.

Castiel watched the brief exchange with amusement. "Sam, would you like to help me finish this changing table and then I'll take a look at whatever you want me to see."

Sam showed his new acquaintance how to fasten the drawers together while Castiel finished the frame. Within a half hour the table was together and moved into the dormitory.

…..

Castiel had a frown on his face and blue eyes locked onto the infant he was currently holding. Adam had a frown on his face with blue eyes locked onto the stranger. Dean thought the exchange between Alpha and baby was pretty funny.

"Adam is your brother."

Dean took another photo of his man and his new little brother, "Yup."

The baby's stare was starting to freak Castiel out, "He certainly is an intense infant."

Dean zoomed in on his Alpha's face and took another photo, "It's just you Cas, I think he picks up on your intensity. I don't think babies can be intense."

Mason took his child from Dean's scruffy husband, "It was very nice meeting you Castiel." The Alpha did a sweeping bow for no reason in particular which made Mason giggle, "He's cute Dean, a real keeper."

Dean goosed Cas causing him to jump, "He's growing on me."

…..

August

Madeline gripped her Omega son's hand tightly while Scotty explained why he didn't inform her that Alfie had gone through his presenting.

The tall, cool blonde gave her a disarming smile; it usually worked for Scotty when someone seemed especially perturbed. "I felt I did the right thing Maddy, you were helping your mother make arrangement and grieving the death of your father. I was perfectly capable of helping Alfie through this and to be honest, female mothers don't have a clue what presenting entails. In the old days boys were given a mentor Omega to give them guidance. In a way, this is how it's supposed to be. You could read a million books and never know exactly what Alfie was feeling."

Madeline turned her focus to Sam, "What about you Sam, did you happen to play grab ass with my son?"

A bead of sweat ran down Sam's forehead,"What if she finds out we've been tongue kissing and hugging in our boxers and we got boners at the baby shower? He got to his feet and declared in a too loud voice that cracked halfway through, "I was a gentleman."

Alfie, confirmed it, "Mom, Sam was a gentleman."

Madeline knew if any boy had to be with her son during the most difficult transition in his life, Sam Winchester was ideal. "Sam I know you're a good kid but I don't think you and Alfie should have sleepovers anymore."

Alfie squawked, "What?! Mom, come on, Sam is my best friend AND my boyfriend, you can't mean it!"

Sam whispered loudly to Scotty, "Say something."

"Sam, let this new information settle in. We can all discuss this at a later time."

"But…"

"No buts leave it alone for now."

Madeline half dragged her son by the arm out the front door.

Sam pressed his face against the window, giving his boyfriend the saddest puppy eyes possible. Scotty tried comforting him with a hug but Sam shrugged him off, "I can't believe you didn't say anything to her. I'm going to my room."

Scotty called after him, "Acting like a little snot won't get you anywhere Sam. Don't forget, it's your turn to do dishes."

"Yeah I know."

"Ugh, where is my sweet little Sam…puberty should be interesting."

…..

Spencer committed the corporate sin of answering his cell in the middle of a meeting. "Hello…Castiel slow down…now?! Ok…ok…I'm on my way." The Alpha stood abruptly sending his leather chair flying backwards, "Scotty's having the baby!"

…

"What a lovely mural…are those angels? Why yes they are. Very nice, sort of a renaissance flair to the whole thing…something like that might look good painted on the ceiling of Bun's nursery. I wonder who I'd ask…" Castiel felt his fingers crushed in the vise-like grip of Scotty's hand. He tried extricating himself but there was no use.

The blonde let out a long moan. "I swear on all that is holy, if Spencer doesn't get here in time you're taking his place."

Dean stood at the end of the hospital bed white knuckling the footboard. He had no flip comments or words of comfort. All he could think about was his own due date so close and how bad it would hurt.

Castiel snapped fingers on his free hand and then pointed to the door, "Dean, leave."

"Where should I go?"

"Take Sam to the cafeteria and have something to eat. While you're there buy me a coffee and a sandwich."

Scotty begged, "Please get me a sandwich I'm starving."

Dean shook his head, "No way, the nurse said you can have broth, gelatin, plain yogurt, a scrambled egg or graham crackers, stuff like that."

Scotty let go of the Alpha's hand and pointed to Dean, "Get me some real food or I'll crawl out of bed and get it myself."

While the Omega was distracted, Cas took his shot at freedom and headed for the door, "I'll be back Scotty, I'll have the nurse bring you something."

He nudged Dean through the door just as a plastic cup of green gelatin went sailing across the room splattering against the door jam. Scotty screamed, "You eat the damn gelatin! I want my husband and a sandwich NOW!"

…..

Sam and Dean headed for the cafeteria while Castiel stood guard outside of Scotty's room. Every time the elevator opened up he looked for his father. "Come on Dad, hurry up...I don't want to watch your kid come out of Scotty's clown hole."

The elevators opened and like a sweaty, frantic knight in shining armor was Spencer. He sprinted toward the door, "I'm coming, my goddess!"

Cas wondered if that was what his dad shouted the night he got Scotty pregnant, "Gross Castiel…gross. Well, time to get me a sandwich."

….

Eight hours later Scotty gave birth to Alexander Ashley Novak. The infant had a surprising amount of dark blonde hair that stuck up like a cock's comb. He had the makings of the Novak nose and bright blue eyes.

Scotty possessively held his son, afraid to let him go. His young life full of lost children had put him in a dangerous frame of mind; any attempt to take Alexander away would be dealt with harshly.

Spencer hawked over his wife and son and every time a nurse entered the room he watched their every move. Even though the Alpha knew he was acting overly aggressive he couldn't help himself. They had tried to have a child for years and now at twenty three, Scotty was finally able to carry to full term. The child was a miracle.

Once Scotty fell asleep Castiel encouraged his dad to get something to eat. Sam offered to sit in the big, comfy recliner and watch over Alex. Dean was fast asleep on the stiff, utilitarian couch by the window.

….

Spencer took leave from work to spend with Scotty and the baby. It was good timing as Castiel was quite busy preparing lesson plans for the start of school, in addition to working on the home he purchased. His goal was to move them in before Christmas.

Dean was just a week from his due date and spent most of his time waddling around the atrium for exercise or curled up on the couch eating, as he put it "any damn thing I want" or napping.

Baby Alex quickly became part of the household routine. Sam was happy to have yet another little brother and couldn't wait for Alex and Adam to meet. Sam spent the rest of his time wishing school would hurry up and start already because he pined for his boyfriend. Madeline still wouldn't allow a sleepover so Sam and Alfie spent their time texting, talking via webcam or sending each other sappy emails.

…..

Castiel gave Dean the tour of their home and the improvements. "The well water is clean, the house has new plumbing and electricity, new siding, roof and windows, I hired a professional to remove the old plaster and slate walls so guess what, no more lead!"

Dean chuckled, "That's a good thing, I hate lead poisoning."

"Benny and I did the upstairs and down stairs bathrooms, the fireplace has been checked and cleaned, we replaced pieces of the porch and repainted, Benny and a couple other guys helped me clean the junk out of the basement and anything interesting I set aside to clean up and display in the house. We have new, old lighting to match the home plus a washer and dryer." Castiel took a breath and added, "Did you know we have a laundry chute?!"

Dean marveled at the progress. Benny and friends had been a huge help moving their project forward at warp speed. Dean's only regret was he hadn't been able to help as he wanted to.

The teacher collapsed on an old Windsor chair he scored from storage, "Dean I'm exhausted…happy exhausted." He patted his lap, "Come here."

Dean plopped down on Cas' lap and when Castiel let out a loud moan Dean huffed, "I'm not that damn heavy."

"Mmmm…that's not why I'm moaning." The very fit Alpha pushed up, "feel it?"

"You pervert, I love you so much."

Castiel kissed the tip of his love's freckled nose. "I confess I went over budget on the renovations and the money we had saved is depleted but I know we will thrive as long as we have each other."

Dean looked around the beautiful room in the home that was theirs free and clear, "As long as we can afford the property tax every year everything will be peachy." He needed momentum to stand, "Help me babe, I have to pee."

Castiel lifted Dean to his feet and smacked his ass, "Need some help?"

"No, I don't need your kind of help right now. Besides, you'll poke the kid's eye out with that thing."

…

Dean sat on his new porcelain throne admiring the nice, fresh bathroom. The baby moved just a little perhaps in response to the loud music coming from the next room.

"Who Says You Can't Go Home" and Castiels off key voice came from the other side of the door.

I spent twenty years trying to get out of this place
I was looking for something I couldn't replace
I was running away from the only thing I've ever known
Like a blind dog without a bone
I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone
I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold...

Dean joined in totally on key.

I went as far as I could
I tried to find a new face
There isn't one of these lines that I would erase
I lived a million miles of memories on that road
With every step I take, I know that I'm not alone
You take the home from the boy
But not the boy from his home
These are my streets, the only life I've ever known
Who says you can't go home?

"Sing it Dean!" Cas did a joyful spin around the room, dancing his little heart out.

It doesn't matter where you are
It doesn't matter where you go
If it's a million miles away or just a mile up the road
Take it in
Take it with you when you go
Who says you can't go hooooooo nooooo…

Dean pitched forward landing on his knees. He felt the warmth of amniotic fluid spreading around him.

TBC