Three

Dean awoke to a shrill cry coming from the back room. He waited to see if Castiel would react, but the little omega was out cold and still slightly feverish, he didn't even flinch. Dean scrambled over to the side of his pen and peered over as best as he could. He noticed Jo and Ellen with sad looks on their faces and Ellen had a little bundle in a blanket wrapped in her arms. Dean cocked his head and started nervously chirping. Jo walked over and picked him up. He pointed over to Ellen and looked at Jo concerned.

"It's ok Dean," Jo sighed. "He's another rescue, he was part of an Angel fighting ring, and they used the poor little guy as bait…"

Dean gulped and his wings visibly drooped. He looked over at the little angel, clearly an Omega because of his build. He was quite scratched up, his entire face caked in blood and dirt. His little eyes were swollen shut and he shook in pain in Ellen's arms. Dean leaned over him, staring at him from Jo's arms. He'd never seen a little omega so bloody and hurt and from the looks of it, under the blanket, he was sporting a tiny baby bump.

Many omegas went into their first heat very early on. They were sometimes even babies themselves when they had their first litter, especially if they were mounted in a mill or angel fighting ring or gang. Dean felt a bitter taste flood into his mouth. This tiny Omega, barely even alive and having to support a litter of angel pups inside his small little belly, all while healing from being used as Alpha bait. Dean growled a little, but more in disgust.

The little Omega managed to open his swollen eyes and look up at Dean. He cowered and whined, trying to make himself appear small in Dean's presence. He could sense Dean was an Alpha, but what he didn't know was that Dean meant no harm.

"Ellen and Jo are nice," Dean explained to him. "They're gonna take care of you and your pups ok? What's your name?"

"D-Donathan…" the small Omega shook in fear and continued to tremble until Dean bowed his wings in a submissive gesture. Donathan was a bit confused.

"You're gonna be ok Donathan," Dean reassured him. "I'm Dean, I know I look scary but I'm not. You're gonna be just fine."

"Ok Dean," Jo said, pulling Dean away from the new arrival. "We need to fix Donathan up and run some tests so I'm gonna take you back to your cage for now and then maybe later on you and Cas can play for a little bit with the others, how about that?"

"Yeah Jo." Dean nuzzled her cheek and flapped his wings excitedly.

"That's my good little boy." Jo commented and then put Dean down into the cage with Castiel who had just woken up. Dean bounded over to Castiel and sniffed at his head before nuzzling it and licking Castiel's cheek as a sign of affection. Jo smiled. She saw how well Dean and Castiel were with each other and it always made her day significantly better. The only thing that worried her was that Dean was just a bit older than Castiel which meant Dean would mature faster.

Dean would go into his first heat before Castiel.

Now if an Alpha mounted an Omega and the Omega was not in heat nothing would happen, but it was not healthy for the Omega because the Alpha would not stop until they were satisfied. Heats lasted for at least a week then the urges subsided, but until then both Omegas and Alphas in heat were sex driven and crazed machines. Jo didn't want Dean doing anything inappropriate before he was ready. They could be given heat suppressants to calm or even rid them of the urge to mate, but one had to catch it in time.

All in all Dean seemed like he had a good a head on his shoulders so Jo didn't worry all that much.

"Hey Cas," Dean exclaimed after Jo walked away. "Jo said we'll get to play with the others today! You'll get to meet my brother and see yours again!"

"O-oh," Castiel replied. "Good I suppose."

"Don't be scared," Dean nuzzled him again. "I'll make sure nobody picks on you."

Castiel sat up and stretched. He let out a small yawn and rubbed his tired eyes. His fever had gone down drastically and he seemed to be on the mend, in fact last time Jo had checked his temperature had basically dropped back down to normal. Dean sat in front of him and started to lick and groom his own feathers. He spread out his wings and started preening some of his feathers. Castiel watched him do it and started to copy him slowly. Castiel licked up and down the downy feathers on the bottoms of his wings. Dean made purring noises deep in his throat as he worked and looked over at Castiel occasionally, smile on his face.

Castiel spotted two tiny brown colored orbs hanging on the underside of the base of Dean's pure white wings and cocked his head.

"What are those?" Castiel asked and pointed to them.

"I dunno…" Dean shrugged and decided to touch one of them. He felt a rush of heat straight to his tummy and he jumped in surprise. His wings and the fingers he'd used to pinch one of the little brown orbs were covered in oil. "That was weird…I won't touch that again!"

Castiel looked down at the undersides of his feathers; no such orbs existed in any color. He pouted a little. What were they and why did Dean have them and he didn't?

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Gabriel awoke to a blanket, soft and fuzzy, curled up around him and covering his feathers. He looked around a little shocked and then met Sam's eyes. Sam looked down and blushed a little.

"I wanted you to be comfy," Sam explained. "I gave you my favorite blanket."

Sam stretched his wings a little. They were brownish hazel like his eyes, a common attribute only if an Omega's eyes were brown or hazel colored. Sam had little similar colored orbs at the base of his wings and they were soaked on oil.

"What are those things doing?" Gabriel asked. "I have em too they're just not like yours…?"

"Oh these," Sam pointed to them. "They're oil glands; they keep your wings clean when you get older."

"I see." Gabriel nodded. No one had ever taught him the dynamics of growing up at the mill. He'd had to figure most of it out on his own. He'd watched older Alphas and how they handled things, Omegas too, but he'd never been officially told what to expect. Watching Sam in his clear maturity was certainly interesting.

"Yeah my brother's kind of a late bloomer," Sam explained. "I tried to explain a little to him, but we didn't really have anyone to tell us about it either."

"No mama?" Gabriel asked.

"Well we had a mama," Sam said. "But she died of some weird disease; me and Dean were left for dead on the streets until Ellen found us and picked us up. She fixed and cleaned us up and now we're just waiting on getting bought or as Ellen likes to call it, adopted."

"Interesting." Gabriel climbed a little closer to Sam. Sam honestly fascinated him, even though two nights ago he hadn't been able to stand him. He'd always thought all Alphas were the same, breeding machines who only thought with their downstairs, but Sam was a different kind of Alpha. He actually acted like he cared which Gabriel appreciated.

"How are my little boys?" Jo said cheerfully and picked up both Sam and Gabriel. Gabriel shook a little, but Sam smiled. He knew what was going on. "Why don't you two go play with the other little angels?"

Jo put Gabriel and Sam down in a giant play pen where many other angels were already running around and playfully tackling each other. There was only one female angel in the entire store, she was clearly an Omega; female angels' bodies were never designed to be Alphas. There were three other little boy angels, two Alphas and one Omega. Gabriel sniffed the air.

The strawberry blonde archangel was an Alpha and the dirty blonde haired one underneath him was an Omega. They were playing and rolling around on the ground, nipping at each other's necks and laughing. They caught sight of Sam and stopped, bounding over to the pair with arms wide open.

"Sam!" the strawberry blonde hugged him and smiled big.

"Hey Lucifer." Sam nodded. "And you two Balthazar."

Lucifer, the Alpha, smiled at Gabriel and waved. Gabriel frowned and backed away a little.

"Mill case," Sam whispered to the both of them. "He's a little shy, but he's nice. His name's Gabriel."

"Hi Gabriel," Balthazar smiled and waved. "We're nice we promise."

Balthazar, the Omega, and Lucifer were both starting to come of age Gabriel noticed. They both had their wings fully coated in oil so there was no need to groom them anymore unless maybe a feather got out of place. Their oil glands were a little bigger than Sam's, as were their wings, but Sam didn't seem to notice or mind. He only turned to Gabriel and nudged him forward. Jo came over again, this time with Castiel and Dean in her arms and set the pair down. Castiel trembled horribly as he looked around at the other angels. Fear shot through Dean as Castiel's discomfort and he immediately nuzzled and licked him comfortingly.

"It's ok…" Dean reassured him. "It's ok I promise."

"Look at that sap brother of yours," Balthazar chuckled. "Fawning over that scared little Omega like he's a new teething toy."

"Be nice Balth," Sam glared. "The little black haired one is Gabriel's baby brother, they're new here. They both came from Crowley's mill."

At the mention of Crowley everyone shut up and no more jokes were made. Crowley was a serious matter and nobody discussed it.

"C'mon," Dean led Castiel over slowly. "You're ok. It's ok."

Castiel gripped onto Dean's little hand and shook some more. Before long Dean smiled at Sam and he and Castiel plopped down next to one another in front of everyone. Castiel shrunk himself down a bit to make himself appear smaller. Lucifer cocked his head curiously and crawled over Castiel, sniffing him from his head downwards and then poking his head in between the young angels' legs.

Castiel squeaked and Dean actually growled.

"Leave him be!" Dean jumped in front of Castiel and growled protectively. Lucifer immediately backed away and smirked.

"Look here," Lucifer chuckled. "Little Dean's got a crush!"

"D-Do not!" Dean stammered and his face flushed red.

"I think you do Dean." Sam chuckled and walked closer to his brother. "It's ok Dean, you're a bit late on all this Alpha stuff. Maybe he'll end up being your mate?"

"Maybe," Dean grimaced a little and itched at his wings. "Sammy, what are these things? They've been itching all day and driving me crazy!"

Sam inspected Dean's wings and then smiled at him.

"Congrats Dean," Sam said. "You're oil glands are growing in."

"Oil glands?" Dean looked confused.

"Yup," Sam explained. "Puberty has come, you're gonna grow up and go into heat soon."

"Thanks Sammy for the info," Dean rolled his eyes. "But I'd never wanna mate with somebody, that's icky."

"You say that now Dean," Sam chuckled. "But already you're protecting Castiel and loving on him. You're body is telling you otherwise."

"Oh shush," Dean looked over at Castiel who sat alone and blushed again. "Hey Cas? Wanna go play?"

"I-I don't know how…" Castiel muttered.

"Don't know how?" Dean laughed. "Well then, follow my lead!"

Dean tackled Castiel in a playful way and nipped at his neck. At first Castiel was very confused but eventually he caught on and did it back. He and Dean laughed and rolled around, tackling each other and biting a little.

"Oh yeah," Sam said to Lucifer. "He's got it bad."

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Later on that night Dean was lying peacefully next to a sleeping Castiel. That was until this warm surge went through his chest and lower tummy. He put a hand on his stomach and tried to determine what was going on, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. The feeling would go away until he looked over at Castiel again and then it would come back with a vengeance. Dean lightly punched his tummy and rolled over, trying to sleep.

He determined he'd ignore the feeling for now.

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So? New angels are introduced and old ones are bonding?

Any guesses on what's going on with Dean at the end?

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