The hunt had turned out worse than planned. The vamp nest had been bigger than they thought. Luckily, Castiel had decided to actually show up and helped take care of the blood suckers.
The brothers made it back to Bobby's late and stumbled in, covered in blood. Bobby walked out of the kitchen with a beer.
"Well, you two look like death warmed over. What happened?" the grizzled hunter asked.
"The friggin' nest was twice the size it was supposed to be," Dean grumbled.
"Cas eventually showed up but it took him a while," Sam said. The boys were exhausted and just wanted to sleep.
"How's Sariel?" Dean asked. Sam just smirked and shook his head. Bobby pointed to the library.
"Go see for yourself," the older hunter said. Dean walked into the library to find Sariel asleep on the couch with a book open in her lap. He looked to see what she was reading and saw that it was about fated mates. He'd heard about them before but had never given it much thought. He didn't think he'd ever be part of a fated pair so he didn't think about it. He closed the book and put it on the stack next to the couch. He then picked up Sariel bridal-style and carried her upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms. As they were going upstairs, Sariel nuzzled Dean's chest and breathed in deep.
"Alpha," she mumbled happily. Dean had to bite his lip to keep from letting out a possessive growl. He didn't want to admit how that one word made his baser instincts go completely wild. But the worst thing was that it had only ever done that just then. He shook his head to clear it and got Sariel settled in bed. He covered her up and ignored the possessive feeling bubbling up inside him. Despite this, he leaned down to her neck and took a deep breath. He hadn't expected to smell anything but a sweet earthy smell reached his noes. His body began to hum with primal excitement and that's when he knew he needed to leave. He hurried out of the room and closed the door.
"Dude, are you okay?" Sam asked. Dean jumped.
"Son of a bitch! Don't do that!" he hissed. Sam held up his hands.
"Sorry. You just freaked out," the younger Winchester replied.
"I'm fine. I'm going to bed," Dean snapped. Sam shook his head as he watched his brother walk into his room and then he did the same.
The next morning, Dean was grumpier than usual. He plopped into a chair at the kitchen table and began to angrily scarf his eggs.
"Boy, what's your problem?" Bobby asked.
"Nothing," Dean replied grumpily. At that moment, Sariel walked into the kitchen with a smile. That sweet earthy smell from the night before reached his nose. Dean's whole body went rigid.
"Good morning," she said. Sam and Bobby returned the greeting while Dean just started shoveling eggs into his mouth again. She frowned at Dean before she got her own plate of eggs and bacon. She sat down next to Bobby and across from Sam. "So what's the plan for today? Is it cool for us to call talk this crap out so I can leave?" Three heads snapped toward Dean when he let out a growl. He looked at the other hunters and his face flushed as he realized what he'd done.
"What's that about?" Sam asked.
"Nothing," was the only reply.
"Grouchy ass," Sariel grumbled. Dean glared.
"Like you're such a joy," he hissed. Sariel glared back.
"I came downstairs with a smile on my face. You're the one with the stick up his ass!"
"Cut it out!" Bobby snapped. Sariel stood up and started for the front door. The three alphas glanced each other and got up to follow the omega. When they got outside, she was grabbing her bag out of the Impala.
"Where are you going?" Sam called.
"Back to my life!" she yelled without looking back. "Back to being alone, hunting, without alphas watching my every move!"
"Come on back. At least finish your breakfast," Bobby called out. Sariel didn't turn around and Dean had finally had enough.
"Sariel, turn around and get your ass back here!" Dean ordered. She stopped at the end of the driveway.
"Who the hell do you think you are?! You're not my alpha!" she spat. "And even if you were, you wouldn't talk to me like that unless you wanted your balls ripped off!" Dean let out a growl. He was sure his eyes were blazing Alpha red right then. He took a deep breath and calmed his baser instincts.
"Fine. At least come back and talk. We want to take you on the next hunt," he said. She glared but started walking back toward the men.
"You better not be lying to me again," she said when she reached them.
"We swear," Sam said. He didn't know what Dean was talking about but he decided to go along with it. He was sure that his brother had a plan. Dean felt a possessive growl bubbling in his chest as that smell hit his nose again. By now, he knew that it was coming from Sariel. He wasn't sure why he was smelling it because she was on suppresants. Her scent was supposed to be messed up but it had changed. Now she smelled amazing.
"Just...please come on this hunt. Let us see what you can do and then after the hunt, you can go," Dean said. He didn't want her to leave, though. But there was no way in hell he'd tell her that.
"Whatever. I'll stay but we better not be stuck together too long," she answered sullenly.
Sariel was back in the library after breakfast. She had asked to be left alone mostly as a stand against the alpha/omega thing. But there was definitely another reason. Said reason kept hovering outside the library. She could smell Dean pacing back and forth. His scent mad her baser instincts go crazy. She wasn't sure what was happening. An alpha's scent shouldn't affect her while she was on her suppressants. But Dean's scent was making her brain scream "submit, submit, submit". Which she didn't really want to do. Or did she...? No! She was fine without a mate. Perfectly fine on her own. And she wanted to be back on her own. Dean did smell really good though...She shook her head. She went back to the book she was reading. Dean's scent got super strong and Sariel looked up.
"What the hell are you doing?" she snapped. Dean was standing over her.
"Sam and I are ready to get on the road. What about you?" Sariel snapped the book closed.
"And how did you do that when you've been hanging around in the hallway for two hours?" Dean took a deep breath.
"You noticed that, huh?" he laughed nervously. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. I noticed you totally ignored that I asked to be left alone." Dean's scent was starting to make Sariel dizzy. "I'm ready to." She got up and headed towards the front door. "Thanks for letting me stay, Bobby!" she called. Bobby called back that she was welcome.
"Sammy! Let's roll!" Dean called. Sam appeared.
"Let's go," the younger Winchester said.
