Daisy peered through the window and saw a man with an impressive moustache, dark brown eyes and of average looks standing outside the door. He was dressed neatly and stood very straight. When he caught her looking he smiled and tipped his hat then held up an envelope.

She opened the door a crack keeping the chain on and her pistol ready, "Yes?"

"I have a letter for the Inspector."

Daisy narrowed her eyes in suspicion, "You don't look like any messenger I've ever seen. Slip the letter through the door and be off with you." He slipped it through the crack, tipped his hat and left in a hurry.

Castiel had been burning the midnight oil on the Ripper case and had finally fallen to sleep thoroughly exhausted. Daisy knocked softly on his door, "Sir, a letter came for you." There was a groan and then a shuffling sound, when the door opened Castiel was red eyed and unshaven. He took the letter and shuffled back to the bed falling into it gracelessly. He noticed a familiar scent of cloves that matched another letter he had received. He tore the envelope open and began to read.

My Dear Inspector,

I've been watching you working so hard at solving these murders only to find that you've been put on leave. Outrageous, Leeds should be horse whipped! If I had any interest in fat, old men I'd pay him a visit but alas he is not my type at all and not worth the expenditure of my energy.

I worry about you Inspector, the fact that you consort with a prostitute is such a puzzle, perhaps you have changed his ways but I warn you that whores are difficult. I find that they are better off dead because you can never truly fix them. That has been my experience. Where you keep him has also piqued my interest, I haven't see him lately. It's for the best I suppose, I might pay him a visit otherwise and things could go terribly wrong. You would be cross with me and I wouldn't like that.

I am tiring of England and want to travel. I know it sounds a bit silly but I dream of seeing the wild western towns in America or perhaps try my luck in New York.

I am restless much like you and need to keep myself occupied at all times, if I'm not doing something I'm thinking. My mind never rests; I wish I had an interest in drawing such as you or perhaps take up an instrument. Then I think I am an artist in a way, I just use an unusual medium to express myself.

Look at me prattling on like a school girl with a crush! I'll be seeing you soon but you won't be seeing me.

Jack

Castiel yelled for Daisy, the young woman came running in, "Sir what is it?"

He held up the letter, "Who brought this?"

Before she could answer he grabbed the sketch book and showed her the composite, "That's him!"

Castiel pointed to the door, "Daisy, pack your things, I'll employ you at my country estate."

"But Sir I have my family here."

He softened his voice, "Listen to me, that man knows what you look like. You are connected to me and he has, for whatever reason taken a shine to me. I will not risk you being hurt."

She hurried to pack her belongs and soon found herself in a carriage leaving London for the countryside.

…

Dean woke up next to his brother; neither of them could stand to sleep alone so they fell back into their old routine. The staff found it odd but Sam and Dean didn't care what they thought. Dean was glad that he had company; everyone had been very kind to him since he arrived but they weren't his lover Castiel and he missed him dearly. Sam was a close enough replacement but Dean had physical needs that only Castiel could fulfill. Self pleasure was no substitute for his beautiful, strange Inspector.

Sam was a comfort in the meantime until his Alpha came back to him. Sam had been pining for Benny and Dean was his comfort. Together they had fun riding horses, walking through the gardens, playing cards and have a drink.

There was one thing Dean wanted to do but wouldn't have dared on his own, run wild and free through the forest. That night he woke his brother by licking his face, Sam mumbled something and swatted at him.

"Sammy wake up, do you want to run with me?"

Sam's eyes popped open, he turned grinning at his brother, "Oh yes Dean I want to run so much!"

The brothers quietly left the mansion and went to the edge of the forest on Castiels property. They hugged each other then both dropped on all fours and transformed, within minutes two huge, stunning wolves stood there both taking in the sounds and scents from the forest, damp earth, rotting leaves, a carcass from a dead creature somewhere far away, crickets and bats, an owl and the crashing of deer through the bush along the stone fences, all of it wonderful.

The older brother began to hunt with little brother circling the other way. They watched a yearling off from the others, his ears twitching and nose sniffing the air. The wolves worked down wind and silent as the grave.

Once they covered each side older brother took off in a sprint driving the animal toward little brother who dodged around the yearling and let his sibling have the kill. After all, Dean rarely got to be a true wolf, Sam hunted with Benny and this was just fun for him.

The wolf leaped onto the beasts back both crashing to the ground and soon the jaws were clamped tight to the windpipe of the struggling deer. It bleated until the sounds became strangled and finally the tongue fell out to the side and the eyes glazed over. The brothers feasted on raw venison that night and it was very rewarding.

Afterward the pair found a place to sleep hidden from the world under a natural rock formation as a makeshift den for them. The wolves slept soundly until the first rays of light danced around the entrance.

Sam was the one to wake up first. He stretched and yawned loudly, then lightly kicked Dean with his bare foot, "Wake up."

Dean opened his eyes and immediately noticed they were naked and covered in blood, "Oh no…what did we do?"

Sam's tongue flicked over his lips catching the dried bits, "We had venison, I imagine a carcass is around here somewhere. I think we need to wash up, there is a clean running steam just over there."

The two naked youths shivered as they entered the water, Sam poked fun at his brothers genitals hugged up tight to his body for warmth. Dean slapped his ass then shoved him in the stream.

After bathing and having some laughs the brothers weren't sure what to do about their clothing. They had none with them having left everything back at the estate. The pair traveled back down the dirt path only having to hide once when a horse and rider went past. Dean didn't know who the man was but imagined it was one of the men that worked for Castiel.

The brothers made it the courtyard, sliding along the ivy covered walls to the back entrance and hurried into the kitchen. The cook screamed when she saw the two naked Winchesters. Her helper, a young woman from the village turned and smiled broadly at the pair, "Is this a morning ritual? If so I will like working here very much!"

Dean winked at her then they ran away laughing.

…..

Castiel accompanied Daisy to his estate, now worried about Dean. When they arrived Percy greeted them at the front door and after sending Daisy to the maids quarters had stern words for his employer.

"Sir, the brothers have been acting like children. Just yesterday while cook was making breakfast the pair entered the kitchen from the back door naked as jaybirds and both thought it was quite funny. They were out all night. I don't know what they were up to but it couldn't have been anything good."

He handed Percy his hat and gloves then left to deal with Dean. Percy yelled after him, "Sir, also there are wild animals attacking the deer. Our woodman found one slaughtered this morning and oversized wolf tracks…two sets, circling the kill."

…

Dean slapped the cards on the table, "I win!" Sam got a look on his face that Dean knew well, Sam hated to lose at cards but he was only a boy and still had difficulties with his emotions.

"Dean you cheated!"

"Did not."

"Yes!"

The door swung open and there was Castiel clutching his walking stick tightly in his hand. He looked around the small room and noticed nothing had been cleaned and they were playing cards, "Dean…our room, now!"

Sam saw something in Castiels eyes that made him cower; he hurried to his room and shut the door. Dean went to hug his lover but found he didn't receive a hug back. With his head down he walked slowly to the mansion.

…..

He sat on the edge of their bed watching Castiel pace, "My love…"

"No, you listen. I was told that you and Sam left and were gone all night. You came back the next morning both naked and you frightened the cook and the young woman she brought on."

Dean rolled his big green eyes up and smiled, "The young woman seemed to enjoy the view." He realized he shouldn't have spoken at all from the Inspectors look.

Castiel waved his hand toward the bed, "Strip and bend over."

Dean felt a jolt through his groin and tried to hide his excitement. Once he did as Castiel said he quivered in anticipation. He felt something push against his hole, "Castiel please…"

Castiel forced his way inside ignoring the resistance; Dean was going to learn who was in charge. Castiel pumped into him very roughly as Dean cried out. After a few minutes he was pleased to see Dean meeting his thrusts with the same vigor. He reached around and jerked the long cock of his angel and soon Dean was painting the bedding with his passion. Castiel followed, growling and grunting as he filled his young love.

Afterward he had Dean clean him and rub his sore muscles from the journey. He allowed his mate to rest his head upon his chest as he played with the soft, blondish locks. "I'm still angry with you…don't you know why I brought you here?"

"To protect me?"

"Yes, Dean I received another letter from the Ripper and he mentioned you. It scared me so badly I had to come back to be sure you were alright. If I lost you…"

"You will never lose me."

"If I lost you then my life would be over."

Dean fell asleep wondering how he would reveal his secret to Castiel.

….

Dean had a dream of running through the forest with Sam on one side and a strange wolf on the other. This one had black fur and storm blue eyes; he was lean, quick and deadly. In his dream Dean felt the black wolf force him to the ground pinning him with his paws. The beautiful beast ran a long, pink tongue over his nipple then gently nipped an earlobe as if to mark him.

The sharp pain became real and when Dean opened his eyes he saw two reflecting back at him. He was pinned by the black wolf to the bed he shared with Castiel. He instinctively changed right under the strange beast and slipped out from under him running for the door but there was no way to open it in that condition.

The smoke colored wolf turned and snarled at the intruder as it padded just feet away and sat down with its head cocked studying him. It let out a series of vocalizations and then lunged knocking the smoke wolf to the carpet.

The black wolf mounted and fucked the other male for a very long time until the creature was spent then withdrew his penis leaving a trail of his lust.

Dean slowly changed back to his human form feeling used and sore. He stayed in a fetal position with his eyes shut waiting to be slaughtered. Instead the black wolf lay down next to him and within minutes Castiel was there in its place.

Castiel whispered, "Now we know each other's secret."

"How…how did you know about me?"

"Percy mentioned a deer slaughter, two sets of wolf tracks. I had my woodsman show me the spot and I could smell you everywhere. I found the makeshift den that you and your brother slept in. I have to say I was surprised but it lifted a burden from me. Dean I was afraid you would find out and run away."

Dean's eyes filled with tears, "Then we are all cursed."

Castiel smiled softly as he wiped the damp trails off his lover's face, "I now think of it as a blessing. I love you Dean, this only makes our bond stronger. Now I am truly your Alpha."

That night they shared the news with Sam who instead of being shocked was delighted until Castiel scolded him for slaughtering the deer without permission. He laid down the law to both brothers and said there would be consequences for impulsive behavior.

Dean suggested that Benny would be a good addition to the staff working in the stables. He could watch Sam and live in the cottage with the boy. When Castiel found out Benny was a vampire a huge argument ensued.

In the end Castiel brought the vampire there to work out an agreement. The vampire could stay if he wished but he had to earn his keep and not enter the main house unless he had permission. All hunting for the vampire would have to be done in the city and discreetly.

Even though Castiel pledged to turn a blind eye he told Benny that he was only allowed to hunt evil. If one good person or a person that was a victim of circumstance was killed and the Inspector traced it to Benny he vowed to tear out his throat.

They struck a deal that satisfied everyone involved. Benny would spend part of his time with Sam and the rest in Whitechapel. Sam was not allowed to go back to the city and must behave. Sam was just happy to have his lover several days out of the week and became a good boy so as not to break their agreement.

….

Dean hugged his mate tightly as they stood outside the carriage, "Why do you have to go back?"

The Inspector was already hardening his heart so he could make the journey, "Because there is a madman on the loose and I am the only one that can stop him. Now go inside, everything will be fine."

Dean watched as the carriage left, he felt as if a part of him was missing already.

…

Mary Jane Kelly, 25, was a well read, artistic young woman, attractive, well liked and easy going except when she had a bit too much to drink. As with most young women down on their luck she went through a series of jobs from scrubbing floors to being a shop girl eventually ending up in a high class West End brothel. Eventually she drifted to the East End and her life took a downward turn.

She met a man, Joseph Barnett and the couple moved in together finding each other's company most agreeable. After a time the couple fought over Mary allowing prostitutes to stay with them and when it continued Joseph moved out and the pair separated. Joseph still visited her almost daily still caring a torch for Mary.

…

November 9th, 1888

Jack had been good, controlled his urges since the night of the double murders but now the craving was so strong he felt that he might truly die if his own inner beast was not unleashed. He walked around in a state of arousal making day to day living nearly impossible.

Jack tried pleasuring himself to memories of screams of terror and pain. He even recalled the taste of liver which sent him into spasms of delight but now it was a poor substitute and the hunt called him once again.

He spied a stout, blonde pretty young woman who seemed almost too clean and proper to be a whore. Jack approached the desperate young woman trying to earn enough for a hot meal. She was very engaging unlike the others that seemed all business.

They share a laugh as Mary led him to her humble abode she rented in Millers Court. Her fate was sealed the moment they stepped inside together.

…..

Castiel, now all alone in his London rental, paced the floor mumbling to his self. He missed his country home only because Dean was there, without him it was just another place to rest his weary head.

With Daisy gone he realized he actually missed her chatter and funny little laugh. She doted on the Inspector and although he would never admit it, he wished she was there to take care of him.

All of Castiels career he ignored the beast inside of him. He couldn't risk being caught even to solve a crime and as the years went on it became easier not to hunt, he lost the urge to feed and managed to lead a fairly normal life. That night at the seminary when his love decided to turn Castiel without permission, his life changed dramatically.

It had been easy to give up the priesthood with the curse he had thrust upon him. It left Castiel a hermit in his father's house for over a year until he decided his life needed meaning. Castiel thought saving people from human monsters was a way to do good works while training his other half to stay quiet.

Now the Inspector found he was chasing the biggest monster of all, Jack the Ripper. There had been more prolific killers but not many were as savage and taunting. This one was different, Castiel had Dean to care for and he would never let anything happen to his mate.

A knock came at the door; Castiel knew Jack had stuck again.

TBC