The move to the new house was hectic for everyone evolved. It was done the weekend before Thanksgiving and everyone pitched in. The place was noisy and crowded and Dean wouldn't have had it any other way. He basked in the love from their family and friends and the Omega felt proud to have a home that was partially his. Just a year ago, life was so uncertain for the Winchester bothers and now everything had changed in ways they couldn't have imagined.

The kitchen, bathrooms, nursery and master bedroom were completed and everything was deemed safe. There was still work to do inside but could be done at their leisure since the most important rooms were finished.

There was one bedroom Dean left open for Sam. He let his little brother choose it after the nursery and master bedroom were picked out. Dean told Sam he could paint it any color and decorate it any way he wished.

It would be Sam's home away from home and for him there was an open door policy.

It was going to be hard enough not seeing his brother every day, Dean hoped Sam would spend time there at least in the summer.

Spencer and Scotty had donated all of their living room furniture, small appliances and kitchenware to the couple. Dean and Castiel were grateful since they had spent every penny of their magazine money purchasing the ramshackle farm house and doing repairs and upgrades.

Scotty was happy to give it all away since it gave him an excuse to buy everything new.

Dean had made a big pot of chili for lunch. It turned out pretty good for a first attempt. Castiel likened the chili to something the gods themselves would feast upon.

Dean told Cas he was full of shit but the teacher corrected him and said he was full of chili.

There were a total of four babies there, Alex, Grace, Beau and Angelina. Their baby seats were put in a circle in the middle of the living room and it seemed there was quite a conversation going on.

Coos, giggles, squeaks and squeals with plenty of babbling between them had Castiel wondering if their offspring were gossiping about the parents.

Dean told him he was paranoid.

By evening everything was in the house and it was only a matter of placing furniture and unpacking boxes. Spencer volunteered to grill out on the back porch even though it was November.

Spencer had given Castiel his big, fancy Weber so he could purchase the deluxe model.

Burgers, hotdogs and plenty of sides soon covered the original kitchen table that came with the house.

By eight that evening people filtered out to their prospective homes leaving Cas, Dean and Grace to their first night as a family in their new-old home.

…..

Dean watched with hungry eyes as Castiel moved about their bedroom completely naked. The Omega loved to watch his graceful movements, each defined muscle, the jiggle of the Alpha's genitals and slight shake of his ass was delicious.

Dean wanted him badly in a way Castiel wasn't comfortable with. The teen wanted to top his teacher since the day they laid eyes on each other. Just once he wanted to feel what it was like to be deep inside an Alpha, his Alpha.

So far he got one shot at finger fucking Castiel's ass on their honeymoon but since then Cas kept his butthole tight as Fort Knox.

He went for broke and blurted out his desires, "I wanna top you."

The Alpha stopped in his tracks, dropping the clean pair of pants he had been folding. He butt cheeks visibly clenched up. Castiel locked eyes with Dean.

A blush crept up Dean's face, "I mean, I'd like to try. If you don't like it then we don't have to ever again. Just because I'm an Omega doesn't mean I don't think about that stuff."

Castiel left the clean laundry for another time. He joined Dean in bed, snuggling against his warm body. "I love you and I would be willing to try but not tonight. If I dislike it then I expect you to keep your word and let this go. I don't want you to feel slighted or ignored but what you are asking is a very big step."

"Sure, yeah anytime you want to try it. Like I said, if you don't like me balls deep inside your tight little butt…thrusting away and hitting your sweet spot over and over, then I'll let it go." Dean didn't play fair. He licked a trail to his lover's navel lingering there to swirl and stab the little indentation. "It will be so good…I just know it babe."

Dean ended up with a trip to pound town and Cas was the driver. Alpha anal was tabled for the time being.

…

Dean's first full day alone with Grace frayed the Omega's nerves. The baby had been fussy all day. Dean checked her diaper, fed and burped her, checked her temperature which was normal and rocked Grace but she was inconsolable.

He texted Castiel and got a response back almost immediately.

"She misses Alex. Gracie will adjust. Love you! #$%" followed by a series of emoticons half which made no sense.

Dean read them out loud to the baby, "Ok, he put heart eyes…two dudes holding hands…a doughnut and a carrot…a cat…palm tree…pile of poo, don't know what that's all about…a laughing sun and a wizard. Grace, its official, your dad is just terrible at texting."

Grace had a liquid lunch then Dean put her down for a nap. He clipped the baby monitor on his belt and spent the afternoon re-salting all the doors and windows even in the attic and the basement.

Dean stuck a roast with veggies in the oven then spent the rest of his quiet time doing school work and listening to music.

When Grace woke up he changed her diaper and then turned on Sponge Bob and let his little girl get her cartoon fix.

Dean was bored as hell.

He decided to text his one and only friend that was no relation.

"Javi what r u up too?"

"Getting my pits waxed."

"Ouch! Where?"

"My pits are under my arms."

"No, I mean are you at home or someplace else?"

"At the salon. Do u want to go with me tomorrow? I'm going to get my legs and butthole waxed. No time today."

Dean stared down at the screen reading the message over a few times before answering.

"Ok, but I don't want anything waxed."

"Get a mani-pedi then."

"Ok, never had one though. Can we go eat after?"

"Yes, I have a babysitter for the twins. Grace can stay at our house with them."

"Is the person trustworthy?"

"Yes, promise."

"I want pizza loaded with everything and garlic bread."

"Ok. See you at 9tomorrow."

"Awesome."

…..

Scotty examined the man through the monitor and found nothing exceptionally strange or disturbing about his appearance, in fact he was tall, dark and very handsome. Of course Scotty knew the biggest nut jobs wore a guise of beauty. Good bone structure didn't mean a person wouldn't drop you in a pit for his meat suit and do a dick tuck dance in front of a mirror.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

The stranger looked up at the camera and smiled and whoever was speaking, "My name is Peter Richards, I came to see Dean and Castiel Novak to discuss the possibility of doing some work for us." He held a business card up which had his photo in the corner and his job description and contact information.

"Slip the card through the slot. I want to look you up online."

Scotty grabbed the card as soon as it came through then got his tablet and typed in "Peter Richards", sure enough the same photo popped up along with a website for something called the Levia agency. It seemed to have been around for a very long time. "Ok, it checks out. Now wait while I check with the Better Business Bureau."

Richards hadn't encountered someone with so many safety precautions before but he was a patient man. "Take your time."

Satisfied with their rating, Scotty opened the door but didn't let the stranger in. Scotty gestured to Peter, "May I?"

"Of course."

The Omega bent down to sniff the nap of his neck. Scotty straightened up, a look of surprise on his face.

"You're an Omega."

Peter's big dark eyes met the tall Omega's cool blue, a smile crossed his lips, "The last time I checked."

"It's just that you have your own business and you're dressed so sharp and…" realizing how he sounded, Scotty was embarrassed by his own doubtful thoughts, "Sorry, I'm just not used to seeing an Omega in a position of power. What does the Levia Agency do exactly and how did you come about owing a business?"

"It was started by my father and handed down to me so I would always have some sort of security. I think we both know that life can be cruel to people like us.

The Levia Agency has many important clients, we would love to represent Castiel and Dean for any endeavors they may have in the future."

Peter produced a copy of Omega Bride, "I see great things for them."

He looked around Scotty, "Are either of them here?"

Scotty tightened the silk peacock robe around himself, then took a step toward to block Peter.

"No, I'll give them your card when I see them next. Don't ask me for their place of residence. Our family's privacy is important."

Peter took one of Scotty's hands and kissed the top, a strange thing for another Omega to do, "I understand. I appreciate your time. Tell Castiel and Dean I look forward to hearing from them."

The Omega got into his Black Mercedes Coup and left.

…..

Dean wasn't bored for long. Just minutes after messaging Javi, a car pulled up the driveway. Prendi got out of the driver's side and opened the passenger door for Barbara.

Just watching the skinny, brittle woman walk was a show in itself. She insisted on wearing ridiculous shoes for someone of her delicate stature.

Prendi helped her up the two steps to the front door as the woman wobbled along on chocolate suede heels.

Dean opened the door before they got a chance to ring the bell. "I must be bored, I'm actually happy to see them, that and we are pretty broke."

…

Mason clenched his jaw for the umpteenth time that day as Adam screamed himself hoarse.

The pediatrician told Mason some babies were just colicky and since he could find nothing physically wrong with Adam, Mason would just need to wait it out.

The doctor gave Mason a list of things to try but in the end it was a matter of time.

Mason didn't feel he was cut out for motherhood. After the initial happiness of having a son the joy began to wane.

Normal Omega instincts were lacking in Mason. He made sure the baby had all is basic needs met and Adam was healthy but that was all.

The entire way of how Adam came about from start to finish was something Mason wouldn't do over. He wouldn't have given his virginity to John Winchester, in fact Mason would have ran as far away from the handsome man in the classic car if he had know what a piece of garbage he was.

Alas, Mason was cold, hungry, lonely and scared and John seemed his savior that night. After being cast out the next morning like a dirty whore, Mason began to really break down.

The pregnancy was difficult and the way he lived through most of it was cruel by any standard.

Adam served as a squalling reminder of John Winchester.

.

The young man wanted the chance to make something of himself. He was in the process of getting his GED and then wanted to take business and accounting courses at the local college and get a job.

With Martin as his mate there was no real support. Martin was in therapy for his PTSD, he was also medicated and going to a speech therapist. Martin was basically starting from the point he was taken at thirteen with all the horrors he endured over the years piled on him.

Then there was the matter of Martin getting some sort of education. Healing was a slow process.

Since giving birth to Adam, Mason had been contemplating something big, something he didn't dare tell anyone else.

Over Thanksgiving Mason planned on asking Dean a very important question.

…..

It was difficult to get the photos arranged just right on the bulletin board but then he always was a stickler for perfection.

He moved his favorite one of Castiel directly in the middle.

In it the Alpha lounged casually on a chair that resembled a throne. His legs were spread giving the reader a nice shot of the young man's meat packed tightly in the snug suit pants. Castiel had been given smoky eyes which made the brilliant blue pop and his lips given a slight gloss that enhanced the natural pink.

He ran a finger over the photo almost lovingly but there was no love behind the action.

"You are so perfect…so right."

Castiel was enough to drive a man crazy. Not that he had all that far to go. Crazy ran in his family.

He arranged the other photos but not before alterations. In the photos with Dean, the young Omega had and angry red X scribbled over his heart.

"You don't deserve to be happy…to have this man. I want you to feel the pain I live with everyday."

TBC