A/N- Thank you for the wonderful reviews on the last chapter. I appreciate them. Sorry for the delay, real life got in the way of my writing. Enjoy.

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The fire picked up its pace, spreading to the other floors. Dean wanted to get them far away from the burning mansion before the fire hit the basement.

Dean couldn't recall the last time he had something to eat or drink or the last time he had a decent night's sleep. He was still feeling the effects of the ghost attack and a brutal bashing from Cecile, all that coupled with the thick smoke had made Dean lightheaded and nauseas.

"Concentrate, stay awake."

He put the Rover in gear and took his foot off the brake, the vehicle rolled halfway down the drive, veered to the right and stopped with the front end stuck in a grouping of topiaries.

Dean had passed out.

Andy peeked over the seat to find Super Omega's eyes closed, the teen was making a wheezing sound that scared him near to death. He crawled onto the passenger seat and shook the stranger's shoulder but the guy didn't respond. The little boy found Dean's cell in his back pocket and dialed 911.

As soon as Andy heard the operator's voice he said, "We need help; send doctors, cops and firemen to Rouen."

….

With some effort, Dean opened his eyes to slits. The rest of his body felt as if it were made of lead. Standing over him was a very tall angel with long, flowing, corn silk hair and brilliant blue eyes. "Great, I'm dead…well at least my guardian angel is hot."

The injured Hunter croaked, "Are you an angel?"

Scotty smiled down at him, "Close but no cigar. Did you go blind during your heroics?" He did a quick spin, showing off his knee high, black shearling boots, black tights and long buffalo check shirt, "Would an angel dress like this?"

When Dean realized he was in a hospital, a look of panic crossed his face; he struggled to his elbows and looked around the room, "Where's Cas?"

…

Doctor Kapur walked in to find a very upset Omega demanding to see his husband. Though the teen was every shade of bruise possible, he still managed to look angry and defiant. Dean was ready to drag himself out of the room and find his Alpha and heaven help the person that got in his way.

Luckily Kapur had a good bedside manner with her patients. She didn't stand over Dean; instead she pulled a chair and sat next to the bed. "Hello Dean, my name is Doctor Kapur, what would you like to know about your husband's condition?"

All the fight left Dean's body, tears tracked down his face hot and plentiful, "Tell me everything."

"Well, Castiel had a CT scan and we found a skull fracture. I put him in a medically induced coma that protects the brain and helps with healing. The good news is, these injuries usually heal on their own. He has no other broken bones. He's been through a lot from the looks of him."

"H-how does he come out of the coma?"

"I'll begin reducing the sedation drugs gradually until he wakes up. Castiel is a very strong and healthy young man, he is quite lucky, this could have been much worse. How did he receive this injury?"

Dean recalled Castiel prone on the ballroom floor, his head in a pool of his own blood, "Someone slammed his head against a marble floor." He grabbed the sleeve of the Doctor's coat, "I want to see him."

"Of course, Dean."

…..

It was difficult to see Castiel on a ventilator; he looked so pale and helpless just lying there with his eyes closed. Dean held his husband's hand until the nurse insisted he need needed his own rest and guided Dean back to his own room. As soon as she left he went right back to Cas.

Scotty picked up Dean the next day. He knew he'd have a hell of a struggle getting the Omega to separate from his Alpha so Scotty played dirty and brought along Grace.

Dean took one look at his baby girl and melted. He took her in his arms and sniffed her plump cheek then nuzzled Grace's curls. Dean' nipples spontaneously began to leak milk and he lifted his flannel shirt to allow her to nurse. He didn't care who was watching or what they thought of the teen, sitting there in the hall of the hospital nursing his baby.

After that Dean agreed to go back home with Scotty.

Once they arrived, Scotty persuaded Dean to take a hot bath and afterward eat a hearty portion of the beef stew Sam had made with his own two hands. Dean yawned over and over, fighting the sleep he so desperately needed to heal his own injuries.

Sam came to the rescue. He chided Dean, telling the Omega it would be selfish not to take care of himself because Castiel and Grace needed him healed and rested. It worked; Dean went to sleep almost instantly.

…

When Castiel first opened his cerulean eyes the first thing he saw was Dean standing over him with concerned on his face. As soon as the Omega knew Cas was awake, his frown turned into a dazzling smile.

Dean looked to Doctor Kapur, "Can I kiss him?"

Castiel's throat felt raw after a week on a ventilator. His voice sounded courser than normal when he said, "kiss me." Dean bent down and placed a chaste kiss on his husband's lips.

"Welcome back, babe."

….

Thanksgiving had come and gone while the Alpha was under but that didn't matter, he was alive and there would be other Thanksgivings to share with his family. All that was important was being back at home.

Castiel dreamed of sharing Grace's first Christmas while he was trapped in Rouen Manor and now that dream would come true.

…

As they walked the last few steps to the front door of their home, Dean held onto Castiel's arm as if he was guiding an old lady across the street, "Almost there, babe."

Castiel could walk on his own but it made Dean feel good to help him plus Cas enjoyed any contact with his love.

Dean helped him over to the old easy chair and waited as Cas sat down. The teen crouched down and looked into his husband's eyes, "Comfy?"

Castiel cupped his wife's freckled face and smiled back, "There is no need to fuss over me like this. If anything I should be waiting on you hand and foot. I would have died if you hadn't saved me." He took Dean's hand and kissed the palm, "I'll be forever grateful."

Dean blushed over the adulation, "You've save me before Cas, twice, I'm the one forever grateful. Besides, we're mates; I'd move heaven and earth to save you."

They heard someone in the kitchen shout, "Gross!" I

It was followed by peals of baby laughter.

Sam walked shirtless into the living room, holding Grace in his arms. He stopped in front of Cas then held her at arm's length, "Welcome home."

Dean sniffed his brother then wrinkled his nose, "Aw, Sammy you stink."

"I have projectile vomit in my hair and all over my shirt. The worst part is that it's your boob milk. Do you know how icky that is to have your own brother's boob milk puke all over you?"

"My milk is organic grade A, Sammy. Quit bitchin'."

Grace took one look at her daddy and shrieked her happiness. Her chubby arms stretched toward him and once the baby was in grabbing range she took a fist full of shirt and wouldn't let go.

Castiel took her from Sam and waited patiently as the baby examined him. Grace tugged on his beard, yanked his bangs and patted his face and chest. Satisfied her daddy was truly real; Grace rested her head against Castiel's chest, listening to her daddy's steady heartbeat. It had been a strange and stressful time without her father. The rumble of the Alpha's voice, his scent and gentle hands had been missed. The baby's world was whole again.

...

Finding his way back to normal after the kidnapping was more difficult than Castiel expected. Physically and mentally it had taken a toll. The Alpha tried his best to brush it off and move on; he didn't want to drag Dean down into the dark places where his mind went.

Just a few days after coming home, Castiel had to relive it all again. Dean had kept Detective Monsanto at bay as long as he could to protect his husband but one snowy morning while they were having breakfast; Monsanto came knocking at their door.

The grizzled detective acknowledged Dean with a nod, "I'm here to talk to Mr. Novak."

This was the same detective that had handled the investigation into Dick Roman's death so Dean was not happy to see him.

Dean bristled, "I told you he doesn't feel up to it and I don't either."

Castiel appeared behind Dean and placed his hands on his wife's shoulders, giving a gentle squeeze. "It's alright Dean, let's get this over with."

….

The hardboiled detective watch the Omega as he moved around the kitchen, making coffee, taking out the milk and sugar and ending with a mug angrily slammed on the counter. Monsanto was startled when the Omega looked over his shoulder with a look of pure anger. The detective's dick went from half hard to limp in a matter of seconds.

Monsanto took a small, leather bound note pad from his pocket and a flipped it open. "Mr. Novak…"

"Call me Castiel."

"Castiel, when the fire inspector went through the ruins of the manor, he narrowed down the origins of the fire, it started in ballroom first. The second point seemed to have been the actual body of Cecile Downy which was located upstairs in what I assume was a bedroom."

The teacher slowly rubbed his temples, hoping to ward off the headache he felt coming on, "I wouldn't know. I was unconscious."

"Castiel, we found the basement room where you were held. Almost everything was destroyed. The the locks, the bars, metal gate and steel doors survived. Tell me exactly what happened from the beginning."

"Peter Roman came to my school in the guise of a parent with a son about to start high school. He said his son was an Omega and he wanted to make sure Andy would be treated well. Oddly, after that meeting when I went to pick up food for dinner, "Rich" as he called himself, was also at the restaurant. I walked him to his car both at the school and the restaurant parking lot to be sure he made it to his car safely. I thought that was the end of it."

Dean snorted from behind them. He set a mug of coffee in front of the detective, "Sugar or milk?"

"No thank you, Dean."

"That's Mr. Novak to you."

Castiel reached out and touched his mate lightly on the arm, silently asking his mate to play well with others. Dean softened his attitude, "Call me Dean." Dean took a seat next to his mate.

Castiel continued, "I was at my vehicle located in the school parking lot when two strangers grabbed me and injected me with something. I woke up in that basement room."

"Who else was in the house with you?"

"Peter, Andy and Cecile, he was Peter's muscle."

Castiel went on to tell the detective about his time there. The teacher was honest except for the part about the ghost of Dick Roman being behind it all. Dean listened closely, Castiel hadn't opened up about the details to him and the story sounded like something out of a gothic novel.

Monsanto questioned Dean next. Dean started his story from his search for Castiel, meeting Steven and Otto, getting the crap beat out of him from a crazed stranger who escaped into the woods and how he caught the scent of Castiel coming from the direction of Peter Roman's estate.

"So let me get this straight, there is a wild man living in the forest there who attacked you."

"Yeah."

"He attacked you but Sam fended him off with a sawed off shotgun full of rock salt."

"That's right."

"Why did Sam have a shotgun full of rock salt handy?"

"There are a lot of weird people in the world."

"Tell me about your escape from the hospital."

Dean folded his arms and tilted his chair back, "I didn't escape; I borrowed Spencer's keys and went over there to save my man."

"How could you be sure Castiel was even there? It seems impossible to scent a person from that far away."

Dean smirked at the detective, "You've never had a relationship with an Omega before, have you?"

The man turned beet red, "I have a female wife. I've never found your kind appealing…no offense."

Dean leaned forward just to make the man even more uncomfortable, "Take women's intuition and triple it, take her sense of smell and quadruple it."

Castiel interjected, "Think of a love so deep and so strong that it threatens to consume you…that is the kind of bond an Omega has with the right mate. I'm trying to say our love is on a different level."

Dean rolled his eyes at the detective, "It would hard to explain to someone like you."

After that, Monsanto listened to the rest of Dean's story with little interruption.

The Detective had one last thing to say before leaving and it was what Dean had been dreading.

"As you both know, John Winchester was found responsible for the death of Dick Roman. There were no other suspects but even then I felt there were holes in the whole thing."

Dean tensed up. He didn't want to explain how and why he killed Roman even if it was in complete self defense and in order to save his life and his unborn baby.

Monsanto closed his notepad and tucked it back in his pocket, "but it's hard to get details from two dead men." He looked Dean directly in the eye, "I suppose that was what spurred Peter Roman to kidnap Castiel, as a sort of payback for your father killing his brother."

Castiel commandeered the discussion, "Peter Roman checked into a mental hospital after his brother died. They had an incestuous, abusive relationship since Peter was a boy; he bore Dick Roman a son. I imagine that would be enough to drive anyone mad. He told me himself that it was revenge for John taking away his Alpha. I was a replacement," Castiel sighed, "I just told you all this."

The Alpha stood and Dean joined him. "Is that all, Detective? I want to put this dark chapter of our lives to rest forever. It has been very hard on us; we have a baby to think of and a future to build. I don't want to revisit this again with you."

Monsanto noticed Dean no long looked him in the eye, in fact the Omega had his face resting on his Alpha's shoulder and his body language told Monsanto the teen was tense.

"Don't worry; I'm letting sleeping dogs lie. I have to say, this is the strangest case I've ever worked. You two should write a book about it." He smiled, "I'd buy it."

Castiel walked the detective to the door and before the man left, Cas shook his hand.

"Thank you, Detective."

There was an unspoken agreement between them.

Case closed.

…

That night, Castiel told Dean what had been weighing heavy on his mind. He pulled his Omega into his arms incase Dean decided to bolt.

"Dean, I need to tell you something."

The teen kissed a fading bruise on his Alpha's cheek, "You can tell me anything, Cas, you know that."

Castiel closed his eyes and exhaled the breath he had been holding. "I kissed Peter deeply, I bathed him, slept next to him and he touched me… everywhere. I didn't want any of it, my hand was forced and I felt absolutely no attraction to him. I just wanted to survive so I could come home to you and Grace. I was buying time." The Alpha shuddered. "It was disgusting to me; I felt dirty, in fact I still feel unclean."

Dean knew what it was like to have forced physical contact and feeling like filth during and after. "Sweetheart, I understand completely. This wasn't your fault."

"You aren't upset with me?"

"Anything you needed to do to survive and come home to me was worth it."

When Dean curled against the Alpha's fit body and ran his fingers through Cas' luxurious thicket of pubic hair, the man's cock respond immediately.

It had been a long time since they had fucked and the Omega was riding the edge of his second heat due at any time and nothing but his English teacher's beautiful cock stuffed deep inside him could quell the throb between his legs.

Castiel forgot all about his time at Rouen, his thoughts were focused on the incredibly hotter than fuck, teen playing with his dick. He tossed back the covers, settled between his wife's fuzzy, creamy thighs and took a swipe at the Omega's slick covered pussy.

The Alpha let out a dark laugh when he heard his mate whimper, "Do you want me to stop?"

The teen raised his hips in the air and smacked his dick against the sensual English teacher's handsome face, "I'm feeling my heat so you better throw me a knot, Teacher."

Mr. Novak had his student ankles to ears in a flash. Dean bit his lip to hold back the scream building inside him as his teacher administered a brutal, pile driver fuck. The teacher and student dynamic were as exciting as their Alpha and Omega relationship. Forbidden and scandalous, teen Dean made Alphas and Betas hard and Castiel made omegas and females wet as a fountain. Together, they were hotter than a thousand suns.

Afterward the sweaty, exhausted, happy and fully knotted couple fell asleep. At least until Grace started fussing an hour later. Cas' eyes snapped open when he heard his daughter over the monitor.

The cry of an Alpha's progeny had a knot deflating effect on a man, freeing up the Omega to tend to his children. In this case it was Castiel who went to check on his girl. He was after all, a progress and enlightened male.

…..

Castiel had hesitated when Steven extended them an invitation to lunch but he needed to see where Andy lived and if the little boy was alright. Dean vouched for them; he told Castiel that Steven and Otto weren't creeps.

When Otto answered the door, the teacher's eyes locked onto the former soldier's and he saw strength and gentleness there. The Beta waved them inside.

Andy came tearing around the corner and came to a halt in front of them, "I made you guys some art." Despite the horror he had been through just a few weeks ago, the little boy seemed to be doing ok.

He jimmied himself between Cas and Dean and stuck a little, paint covered hand in each of theirs and practically dragged them to the living room where Steven was nursing an infant. "Look, I got a sister!" Andy let go and hopped on the couch next to Steven.

Castiel broke into a big smile, "A sister?"

Andy nodded with a serious look on his face. "Aunt Stevie is my Mommy now and Uncle Otto is my daddy, so that means Lucy is my sister." He looked down at the polished wood floor, "I know you were supposed to be my daddy…I hope you aren't mad."

Castiel crouched in front of the child that looked so much like the Roman brothers and took his hand, "I think you have the perfect mommy and daddy now, besides, I'd rather be your friend. How does that sound?"

Andy's eyes lit up, "That would be great. What about Super Omega?"

Dean rolled his eyes and laughed, "There is nothing super about me I'm just a regular guy. I'd like to be your friend though."

Andy did a whoop and a fist pump,"Awesome!"

Dean messed up the kid's thick, dark hair, "Yeah, we'll get along just fine."

…

Steven spoke to Castiel and Dean out of earshot of Andy.

"I've put both properties up for sale. I want to start over with my new family so we build our very own house and leave the past behind us. The money from the sale of Peter's property will go in a trust for Andy, between that and his seventy percent interest in Roman Enterprises, the boy will be set for life and then some. We also petitioned the court to adopt Andy, he belongs with us."

Dean looked over at the kid who was currently building a Lego truck with his new dad, "How's he been doing?"

"Andy has a lot of nightmares and a lot of questions. It's not like I can take him to a therapist considering the ghost of his father brought on the majority of his issues. The whole thing was so disturbing; I can't imagine what he's going through. Dean, do you think you could talk to him?"

…

Dean and Andy sat on beanbag chairs in the boy's bedroom, devouring a platter of cookies. Andy downed a glass of milk and Dean used the hem of his shirt to wipe away the kid's milk moustache.

"Dean, can I tell you something?"

"Sure, buddy."

"I'm scared that Daddy will come back to kill me like he killed my real Mommy."

Dean thought of this as good practice for when Grace was old enough to know the Supernatural existed and had her own questions.

"Your dad is never coming back; there is nothing to anchor him here anymore."

"What about Mommy?"

"No, sorry kid, he isn't coming back. Think of it this way, your mommy is at peace now…something I think he never had. Someday, a long, long time from now you'll get to see him again when you're very old."

Andy scrubbed his tears away with the back of his hand, "Mommy loves me, I know it. He told me so and he said he was sorry." He covered his face and started sobbing, "Mommy told me to run…he wasn't sick anymore, I could tell."

Dean pulled the boy onto his lap and let Andy cry his eyes out. After it was all over and all that was left were the hiccups, Dean let Andy wipe his snotty nose on his shirt which by now was really ready for the sanitize cycle.

"I don't tell many people this but I'll let you in on a secret, I lost my mommy when I was only four."

"Do you miss her?"

Dean thought back to the brief years with Mary. Usually he could get by just fine without an emotional breakdown, Dean didn't wallow in self pity, but with Andy right there it was all the Omega could do to choke back the tears. He felt like crying for himself and the little boy.

"I miss mom but I'm grateful for time I had with her. I won't lie to you, this won't be easy but you have a whole family and new friends to help you through this. Besides, you're a strong kid."

The little boy's bottom lip trembled, "I don't feel so strong."

"Hey, you saved us, remember? We would have froze to death out there if you hadn't called 911. That makes you a good guy, a hero and really strong."

Andy responded positively to the kind, freckle faced Omega with the pretty green eyes. Andy thought Dean looked like an angel and angels were good, everyone knew that. Plus Dean was a mommy and mommies know best.

"Andy, what you saw and felt that night was real and don't ever let anyone tell you different. Never doubt yourself. The Supernatural is real and you've experienced it first hand, not many people can say that. You need to remember, it's best to keep what happened to you in the family, yours and mine."

"Because everybody else will think I'm crazy?"

"Most people can't or won't understand or accept the Supernatural is out there, that it's all around us." Dean pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket, " If you need to talk or have any questions, this my cell number and Cas', you can call us any time and if you ever need help let us know."

Andy slipped his hand in his hero's, "Thanks, Dean. I still think you are a Super Omega."

…

Dean let out a loud whistle when he walked into the huge parking garage on the Roman property. Apparently Dick Roman enjoyed high end transportation. There were eight vehicles in total.

Steven made a sweeping gesture with his arm, "Pick one out, I don't care which, I'll be liquidating most of them soon enough. It's the least I can do after your vehicle was destroyed, Castiel."

Castiel strolled around the huge building, examining each vehicle, "Sorry Dean, no sports car…something roomy and safe…" He stopped at a Red Toyota 4Runner TRD, "This one."

Steven raised his brows in surprise, "That is the vehicle I let the staff use to run errands."

"It's safe, roomy and practical and I bet we could fit about three kids in the back easily." Castiel closed his eyes and pictured Grace as a little girl in her car seat next to a toddler and a baby of undetermined sex but they sure were adorable.

Dean grunted, "Not that we have to worry about three kids back there." He pushed Cas' shoulder, "Get that stupid smile off your face."

Steven was amused by the couple's exchange. "Well, let's get the paperwork done."

…..

Castiel sat in the driver's seat fiddling with buttons and dials. He was pleased with his choice.

Steven asked, "Castiel, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Castiel figured since they had a generous person offering help he'd throw an idea out there. "There is a charity called "The Savior Project", a nonprofit run by an elderly couple who own the ranch. Young Omegas have a safe place where they can get job skills, an education and the place even has a maternity building. There are volunteers, doctors, nurses, teachers, mental health professionals and others that give some of their time to help but the place needs so much more. It would be nice if some of the Roman money goes to a place like this."

Castiel took out his phone and looked up Jacob's number, "Give me your phone." Steven obeyed without realizing that was what he was doing. He handed Cas his phone and watched as the forward Alpha put Jacob's number in Steven's phone.

"They'll be happy to hear from you. Think of this as putting a positive spin on the Roman legacy, do it for Andy. Give him something to be proud of."

The Omega thought of all the other boys and young men that Dick had treated like meat trash through the years, himself included. "Consider it done."

….

December 24th

Castiel had spent the morning having a leisurely breakfast with his two loves, Dean and Grace. The family dined in the living room so they could watch the variety of wild birds on the feeders Cas had put out.

Afterward he handed their daughter over to Dean, got dressed and went to get the mail. Castiel had no sense of urgency; he was enjoying the beautiful weather too much to hurry. There had been a light snow the night before and the trees around their property were decorated with snow that twinkled in the morning sun.

On the way back to the house, Castiel shuffled through the mail and came upon a letter that gave him pause. He looked at the return address and for a moment his gut tightened up. The Alpha tucked the envelope inside his coat pocket and continued on.

"I'll deal with this after Christmas."

…

Martin watched his mate packing a bag with Adam's clothing and toys. He was against what Mason wanted to do but Adam wasn't his child so Martin had no say in the matter. He tried one last time to convince Mason to keep the baby.

"Mason, we can raise him together. I'm better now; I've even got my GED! Dad is retiring from his exterminator business and once the restaurant opens I'll have a job there and I can take care of both of you."

Mason shook his head, "No, I've made up my mind. Adam needs someone else to mother him. I told you, I'm not cut out for this. Adam won't be going to strangers, he'll be going to family and we can even visit him. I don't want to talk about this anymore."

Martin was slow to anger but this had pushed him to the edge. He growled, "So you're just going to show up at Christmas and ask if anyone wants the baby?"

"I was invited and yes, that is exactly what I'm going to do."

TBC