December 31st 1:00 PM

The day turned out perfect for their winter wedding. The snow last night left a light, fluffy layer over the landscape, leaving their world a clean, fresh, glittery paradise.

Sam's tunic and cape were purchased at Omega Bridals sister company, Traditions. The store specialized in proper robes and tunics for Betas and Alphas who wanted to go the traditional route.

Traditions did custom colors and embroidery and Sam sat down with a professional to choose his fabrics, colors and symbols to be embroidered on his clothing. Because of his height Sam's garments would need to be custom made. Spencer was more than happy to accommodate his son. The elder Alpha was pleased Sam decided to go with a very old school style of wedding just as Castiel had.

Dean glanced from the road to Sam and then back again, "You look great, Sammy, very classy."

Sam snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of his brother's voice. He brushed his trembling fingers down the front of his tunic.

"Thanks, Dean."

"Nervous?"

"A little but it all feels right, Alfie, our baby, getting married. It's not in the order I would have chosen but I guess life is funny that way."

"Yeah, stuff happens when you fuck without condoms. I know all about that."

Dean reached over and took Sam's hand, "But I wouldn't change it for the world. Having your own kids and a mate is hard work but totally worth it. You're on the right path, Sam. Alfie is a good fit for you and our family. We love the little guy."

Sam dimpled up, "I'm glad."

Scotty stepped back to admire the little bride, "Sam will be so pleased with your appearance."

The fabric of Alfie's garment was embroidered with symbols which represented the fierce mother spirit, fertility, family, mating, honor, duty, the Omega warrior within, faithfulness and the eternal bond between an Omega and his mate, each one hand done in unique colors he chose himself.

Alfie's fine silk robes were dyed in various shades of earth tones and purples ranging from violet to periwinkle. The sash fitted above his large belly and right below his breasts was the color of maize.

His large blue eyes were lined with brown liner to make them pop and his lips were painted a deep red with purple undertones. He wore the pearl and diamond earrings Scotty gifted him and Alfie's now shoulder length hair hung in soft waves framing his face.

Scotty placed the circlet of twined golden branches dotted with white pearls upon Alfie's head. He turned the Omega toward the full length mirror, "Perfection."

Alfie never thought of himself as especially beautiful but today he could see what Sam saw in him every day. He felt like a goddess.

…..

Sam ducked down so Dean could place the circlet of golden branches atop his head then straightened up.

"How does it look and be honest."

"Honestly I don't know how they made one big enough to fit your head."

"Jerk."

"Easy, bitch, I'm just yankin' your chain" all morning Dean ad fought back tears both from his impending heat and the fact his sweet little baby boy was all grown up and getting married. He scrubbed his eyes with his hand, "you look handsome, Sammy, really handsome."

The sound of harp music began and all eyes were on Alfie and Spencer who was giving the bride away. The pregnant Omega walked the aisle in Birkenstocks because his feet were swollen. Once he reached Sam he leaned on him for support.

The Beta Reverend Nicholas presided over the wedding that day. He raised his hands in the air, "We are gathered today to bear witness to the union between Alfred and Samuel. Each of you has been given a program to follow along as the ceremony will be performed in the way of our forbearers. The language might not be familiar to some of you."

The reverend said his peace then gestured to Sam. The groom spoke his vows in the old language. There had been resurgence in popularity in the old ceremonies and a language that at one point was almost dead. Sam was well versed in almega and spoke it fluently.

Some of the guests followed along reading the translation quietly while others kept their eyes on the ethereal bride and handsome groom.

Sam undid the sash around his mate's waist. He then he took a small, glass flask from the pouch on his belt, it was filled with a special blend of oils reserved for a pregnant Omega bride. Sam opened the stopper and placed a few drops on his hand. Dean as the best man took both the sash and the bottle from his brother.

"I anoint your cherished and fertile vessel that carries our legacy."

He got down on one knee and slipped his hand inside the gap in the robe working the oil over the stretched flesh until it was absorbed. This was the groom paying homage to the bride's womb.

The baby kicked just then and Alfie let out a gasp of surprise, he'd been so lost in Sam's words and the expressions of love and devotion on his face that Alfie forgot about the baby.

Sam grinned up at his bride and whispered, "The baby wants some attention." He closed the Omega's robe with the sash.

Next it was Afie's turn. He carefully said his vows in almega without a hitch. He'd practiced them over and over in the weeks before the wedding under Scotty's tutelage. He finished with some traditional words, "My Alpha Samuel, I accept my roles freely as wife and mother and pledge my fidelity, loyalty and love for eternity."

Sam took his Omega's hand and kissed it.

"My Omega Alfred, I accept my roles freely as husband and father and pledge my fidelity, loyalty and love for eternity."

The reverend nodded to the couple, "Now the exchange of rings."

Dean felt around in his tuxedo pocket and pulled out both rings handing one to Alfie and one to Sam.

Sam slid the ring on his bride's finger, "As a ring has no end, neither will my love for you. Will you be mine?"

Alfie was trembling both from the effort and stress of the day but also with happiness. "I'll be yours forever."

Alfie placed Sam's ring on his finger, "As a ring has no end, neither will my love for you. Will you be mine?"

Sam gave him a big smile with dimples as deep as the Grand Canyon, "I'll be yours forever."

The reverend pronounced them mates for life.

…..

Castiel twirled Dean around the reception dance floor then reeled him in, pressing the large Omega against him tight.

I never needed love
Like I need you
And I never lived for nobody
But I live for you…..

He stared into his lover's moss green eyes before kissing him deeply. They stayed that way, swaying to the very song from their own wedding reception.

Maybe it's the way you touch me
With the warmth of the sun
Maybe it's the way you smile
I come all undone
Ooh babe
Lost in love is what I feel
When I'm with you…..

Dean dipped Castiel and was please to see his Alpha blush and laugh. He righted his mate and took the lead.

"Dean, did you request this song?"

"Maybe."

Castiel rest his chin on his Omega's broad shoulder to watch Sam and Alfie. It was clear the Omega was exhausted and after a few dances Sam went in search of a comfortable chair for his new wife and found one. He'd spent the last hour helping his Omega to the bathroom, fetching him ginger ale and rubbing his feet as guests came up to them to give congratulations.

"They are very happy. I'm glad Sam found him again."

"Sammy deserves this and so does Al."

Castiel observed a few other things suck as Jack and Beau in a slow dance where they were rubbing against each other more than necessary. Grace had Isabelle in a corner and the two were kissing.

"Dean, we should discuss getting Jack on birth control just in case."

"Yeah, I hate to think about it but what a kid says and does are two different things. Maybe we better think about Gracie while we're at it. I know she's never dated anyone but you never know."

"I don't think we need to worry about Gracie."

"Why not?"

Castiel spun Dean around so he was facing their daughter and her paramour, "Look to the corner."

Dean got a load of their daughter in a tongue tango with the Bello girl.

"Well that explains a lot."

…..

February 25th

Dean yelled at the nurses who rushed out to help Alfie into a wheelchair, "Keep the blanket around him until you get him out of my car!"

The last few weeks before Alfie's due date both Scotty and Dean took turns staying with him while Sam was at work. There were a few false alarms but Sam knew it could happen any time now.

He wrapped a blanket around Alfie to protect Baby's upholstery and rushed him to the hospital. Sam was already on his way.

Scotty showed up and sat with Dean where they played the waiting game.

….

Alfie was in labor so long Sam feared his wife would run out of energy but somehow the Omega held on like a trooper. He stood by Alfie's side, coaching and encouraging. Honestly Sam wasn't sure if the tables were turned how he would be able to handle giving birth.

"Your almost there sweetheart, you're doing great."

Alfie screamed, "Shut up and let me concentrate!"

The room went quiet except for the doctor giving them a blow by blow. Alfie growled, "Get it out of me."

Sam crouched down to get a better look at his wife's distended hole, "I see it!"

"Mr. Winchester please let me get in there."

"Sorry."

"Alfie here it comes…its…it's a boy!"

Sam cut the cord and once the baby was checked and wrapped, Sam took a moment to cuddle his son before handing him over to the boy's eager mother.

"Welcome to the world, Daniel. I'm your daddy."

TBC

A/N –Almega is the name of a Swedish company among other things but it sounded like a good name for a made up language.

Next chapter will be a little jump into the future