They had finally made it back to Roman's place. Roman pulled the car up into a huge driveway, parking it inside of the garage. The place that he lived in was huge. A beautiful house in Chicago. He lived here with his butler, Buckley, who took care of the place while he was away. At the moment, he was on vacation. Both Seth and him got out of the car. He opened the passenger door, picking up Dean, and carrying him inside.

"When do you think he'll wake up?" Seth asked.

"I'm not sure. I just hope that when he does that won't try to attack me again."

"Why would he attack you? You're his mate."

"I-I don't know...He must not remember me." He laid Dean down on the couch, taking his jacket off of him.

"They must have really fucked him up. What do you think they did to him?" Seth asked, sitting down on the chair opposite of the couch.

Roman didn't even want to think about what Dean must have went through for the past ten or eleven years. All that mattered to him now was that his mate was safe. He caressed his cheek, as the young omega still slept. He leaned over, kissing his forehead. "You're safe now, Dean. No one will ever hurt you again."

He examined Dean's body. It was covered in scars and bruises. He looked as though he hadn't eaten in days. He was very malnourished. His body was also covered in dirt, and blood.

As Roman's hand traced over a large scar that was on his back, Dean started to stir. He slowly opened eyes, confused as to where he was. He felt a hand on his back. He turned around, seeing Roman leaning above him.

"Dean, you're awake." Roman smiled, staring down him.

"Eeee...Aah!" Dean screamed, trying to push Roman away from him. He didn't know who this man was. He could tell by his scent that he was an alpha. And since he was an alpha, that meant that he would hurt him. He didn't want that.

"Please don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you." Roman said, grabbing his wrists. "Look at me. Its me. Roman."

"Ah! Ah!" Dean just kept on screaming.

"Uh...Roman. I don't think he understands you." Seth said.

"Come on, Seth. Help me carry him to the bathroom."

"Okay. But he better not try to bite me."

Dean whimpered, sensing Seth's scent. Another omega in the house? Did this alpha who had bought him have a collection of omegas?

"Okay, you grab his legs, I'll grab his arms. Be careful, try not to hurt him." Roman instructed.

"He better not try to kick me. I don't need him damaging my face. Hold still now, Dean."

They both picked Dean up, carrying him to the bathroom. The whole way there, Dean kicked and thrashed about in their arms, screaming.

"Now, we're going to drop him onto the floor, run out, and then lock the door."

"Won't dropping him on the floor hurt him though?" Seth asked.

"Unfortunately yes. But if we do it gently and slowly, it gives him a chance to make a run for it. With him acting like this, he could try to jump out of a window."

"Even if its closed?"

"Stop asking questions, Seth!"

"Alright! Ah! He almost hurt my nose!"

Once they reached the bathroom, they threw Dean inside. Luckily, he didn't hit his head on anything. He lay there on the floor, confused and dazed for a moment. "I'm sorry, Dean!" Roman called out from the hallway. He slammed the door shut, locking it. "Now he won't be able to escape." He felt a loud thud against door. Dean screamed from inside, scratching and trying to break the door down.

"That is if he doesn't break it down." Seth sighed, sliding down onto the floor. "Your mate is crazy."

"He just scared is all."

"You think? Was he like this before?"

"No! He wasn't! He never acted like this before he was kidnapped. We need to find a way to calm him down."

"And how do you suppose we do that?"

"I don't know! I don't know what to do." Roman sighed. Dean had stopped screaming, but he was still whimpering and scratching at the door. "I don't want him to be scared anymore. I want him to feel safe."

Seth thought for a moment. He remembered what Heath had said about Dean having the mentality of a newborn pup. "I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"Okay, you're going to think this is crazy, but there's this store that sells stuff for pups. They have some stuff there that helps calm down newborns if they are scared, or can't stop crying."

"And this will help us how?"

"Listen to me Roman. Dean has the mentality of a newborn pup. He's not acting how a normal omega his age should be right now."

"Dean...what did they do to you...?" "You think we'll find something there to help calm him down?"

"Yes. It might be our only way to. If not, then we'll have to take him to the hospital."

"Alright." Roman turned around, pressing his forehead against the door. "Dean baby, we'll be back. Don't try to break out, okay? Just stay here."

Inside the other room, Dean sat, curled up in a corner. His whimpers has quieted down, he was crying, and shaking. He felt so afraid and hopeless. No matter how many times he prayed, it would always end up the same, as it did many times before. Bought by an alpha, no food, no clothes, locked in a basement, beatings, and sexual abuse. He scratched at his arm, his nails making huge, deep scars on it.

If death was the only way for him to find peace, then he would gladly accept it.

Roman and Seth stepped inside of the store. Seth grabbed a cart. He whispered into Roman's ear. "Now if they ask, just say that you're shopping for your pup, that your mate has just given birth to."

"I don't think they're going to suspect anything Seth." He said, as they walked over to the newborn aisle.

Seth grabbed a bunch soft pillows, along with a big fluffy blanket. Roman grabbed some scented candles, that were made to help calm down young pups. They also grabbed some shampoo, conditioner, and other products to clean Dean.

"Okay, do you think we got everything?" Seth asked.

"I don't know, maybe some milk?"

"You can't be serious Roman."

"What?"

"He's a teen!"

"Keep it down." Roman said, hushing him up.

"He doesn't need pup formula."

"Maybe it could help?"

"You know what will help?"

"What?"

Seth walked over to where the night lights were. He picked up a package that said Star Master on it. "This will."

"Looks like it'll be too bright."

"Sasha said it helped her pup sleep. Plus it plays relaxing piano music too." He placed the package in the cart. "This will help calm him down. Not your feeding him milk idea."

"I'm still going to buy it anyways. It might just help."

They walked over to where the pup formula was, and Roman picked up a few packages of it, placing them into the cart. "Alright, lets go purchase this stuff."

They walked over to the cashier. Roman paid for the stuff, while the lady working there asked him a bunch of questions. Once everything thing was paid for, they grabbed the bags, walking out of the store.

"Why couldn't you just say that you were my mate?" Roman asked his friend.

"Ew. I don't want to be your mate. And plus, I can't have pups. Remember?"

"Yes, I remember." Roman said as he placed the bags into the trunk. "Are you and Finn planning on adopting?"

"We are. But not anytime soon though. I'm still young and don't want to spend the rest of my 20's changing diapers, dealing with a screaming pup, and having puke all over me."

Roman opened the door to the bathroom, his face going pale, when he saw Dean curled up in the corner, with blood dripping down his arms. "Dean!" He ran over to him, wrapping his arms around him.

"Please don't do that to yourself, baby. Please." Dean only whimpered, shaking even more as this alpha held, and touched him. "Seth! Grab a towel. I need to stop the bleeding."

"Okay." Seth grabbed a towel off the rack, handing it over to Roman. "I'm going to start the bath so we can get him cleaned up. When its filled up, I'm going to light the candles after. The strawberry scented ones."

Roman nodded his head, while he wrapped the towel tightly around Dean's arm. He hoped that now the bleeding would stop. He rocked Dean back and forth, trying to comfort him, running his fingers through his hair, and rubbing soothing circles on his back.

"Ah...Ahh! Eeee..."

"Its okay Dean, its okay." He kissed his forehead. "Seth, is the bath almost ready?"

"Just lighting up these candles now. You can put him inside, just be careful."

Roman picked Dean up, carrying him over to the tub. Luckily, Dean didn't struggle, only shook and whimpered a bit. He winced a little, the water not feeling too good on his scars at first. He panicked a bit when he noticed how warm it felt too.

When being clean, he remembered they would spray him with cold wet. It didn't feel good, but it was better than warm wet. Warm wet was bad. He only felt it when he was being hurt.

But this...this was different. This warm wet felt good, soothing, even smelled nice. There were even tiny bubbles surrounding him too. He looked up at the alpha, and other omega with a confused expression on his face.

"Hand me the wash cloth. I'm going to clean him. Hold him still if he tries to get out." Roman told Seth.

At first, Dean tried to move away, and was whimpering even more. After a while, he got the feeling that the alpha wasn't hurting him, but was actually taking care of him. He relaxed a little, his whimpers finally stopping. Soon the alpha's hands were in his hair, running some wet liquid in his hair.

"Mmm..."

"Does that feel good?" Roman asked.

"Mmm...mmm." It felt more than good, it felt amazing. When they were done cleaning him, the alpha picked him up, wrapping a towel around him.

"He's seems to be calm now." Seth said.

"Yeah. Doesn't seem to be scared anymore. He's even purring too." Roman said, with a small smile on his face. "Go set up everything in the room. I'll dry him off, and then wrap his arm up."

"Alright. I'll be right back when I'm finished."

After Seth left, Roman finished drying Dean up. He then opened the cabinet, getting some bandages to wrap around his arm. He put some disinfectant on the wounds, before wrapping it up. He did the same with his other scars too.

The omega was still confused. Why was the alpha taking care of him? Maybe this alpha was good? Why was the other omega clothed, and looked as though he was in perfect health? Why were they calling him Dean? Or was it De? He didn't know. The others who had owned him before would call him pup, omega, or sometimes even some insulting names. He also remembered being called Jon, or Jonathan Good before. But he was hardly ever called by those names.

His new alpha, Romin...or was it Roman? Romen? Ro? He didn't know how to pronounce his name. He settled on Ro. This new alpha, Ro, was calling him De...or Dean, he would get it right in time if he kept on learning. This would be his new name now. Dean.

The other omega, Seth? Or was it Set? Or Se? He decided that Se would do for now. He was startled out of his thoughts when he heard Ro speaking. "Dean? Hey. Are you okay?"

"Mmm...?"

Roman sighed, petting his hair. "Things must be confusing for you, huh? You'll remember everything in time."

"R...Ro..."

Roman smiled a small smile at him. "You'll get it right eventually. You're doing so good." He said, kissing his forehead. He picked Dean up. "Come on, lets go to the kitchen."

Seth had finally finished setting everything up in Dean's room. He was so tired, but first he needed to help Roman put Dean to sleep. He stepped out into the hallway. The bathroom light was off, so they had to had gone downstairs. He headed down there, making his way into the kitchen. He raised an eyebrow at Roman, who was sitting at the table, feeding Dean a warm bottle of milk.

"Roman...what the fuck are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"You're feeding him that stuff. And from a bottle at that!"

"Lower your voice. I don't want you to frighten him."

"Have you lost your mind?"

Roman shrugged his shoulders. "Apparently."

"He's 16 years old Roman. 16."

"He's going to be 17 soon. His birthday is coming up."

"Just because he is acting like a newborn pup, it doesn't mean you have to feed him like one."

"Well, he seems to like it." Roman said, as he finished up feeding Dean.

"Hmm. You know, when he is back to normal he's going to think you're crazy for feeding him that stuff."

"Well, it'll be a while before that happens. Is his bedroom ready?"

"Yes, it is."

"Lets take him upstairs then."

They both headed upstairs, going to the room, that was now Dean's. Roman opened the door, the scent of strawberries and milk filling his nostrils. He wasn't worried about the candles, for they were not flammable, and would go out on their own. Seth turned on the Star Master. Stars were glowing on the ceiling, and the walls, while relaxing piano music played throughout the room. He set Dean down on the bed, who at first wondered what this strange fabric was that was underneath him. He liked it though, relaxing into the soft blanket, and pillows.

Seth handed Roman some clothes to put on him. He struggled a little at first, making it hard to get them on him. Once he was finally dressed, he laid down on the bed, the blanket being pulled up towards him.

"You think he'll be okay in here by himself?" Roman asked.

"He should be fine. He'll be safe. Come on, lets go get some sleep. I'm so tired."

"Okay, Seth." Roman said, chuckling a bit. He was about to leave when he suddenly felt a hand grab onto his shirt.

He turned around to see Dean, sitting up, and looking as though he was pleading with him not to go. "Ro..."

"You want me to stay?"

"Mmm..."

"Alright. Seth, I'm going to stay here with Dean tonight."

"Will he be okay with that?"

"He wants me to stay, so I'm sure he will be."

"Okay. Night Roman. I'll see you two in the morning."

"Goodnight Seth." After Seth left, Roman stripped of his clothing, except his boxers. He slid into bed with Dean, who snuggled up close to him. He wrapped his arms around the omega, who had rested his head on his chest, the sound of Roman's heartbeat lulling him to sleep.

"I love you, Dean."

"Ro..." He wanted to say it back, but he didn't know how to. He would learn to though, that way so he could. Ro was good to him. He cared for him. Ro loved him. Dean smiled, a true genuine smile. It had been a long time since he felt this way. Safe, protected, and loved.