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Abandoned
Chapter 4
A World of Sorrow
Dean stayed with Carey and his mother for the following week. Neither he nor Carey dared to set foot outside the apartment; Carey because he was traumatized and Den because he was afraid of the Alpha female from the drug store spotting him. Emma ran errands for both of them.
Dean finally broke down and called Bobby Singer from his 'burn' phone. When Bobby answered the older Hunter was stunned and refused to believe that it was Dean. John had taken first licks with his werewolf story and Sammy was grieving about losing his brother.
"No Bobby, I'm not dead. That was a story that John made up to cover what he did to me." Dean spoke softly, not sure if he was ready to tell Bobby his big secret.
"Why would he do that, boy?" Bobby's voice was sharp. "Why would he tell us you were dead? Your brother bursts into tears at everything from a song on the radio to finding a piece of your old stuff. Why would John do this to Sam?"
Dean leaned his head against the wall. "It's because I'm an Omega, Bobby. I'm a freaking Omega and John couldn't take the shame. That's what he called it, the shame. Said no real Winchester could be an Omega and started blaming my mother for sleeping around on him."
"Christ, Dean," Bobby barked. "I don't know what to say. I have to get my head wrapped around this."
Dean was crying now, his last hope gone. "It's OK, Bobby. I won't bother you. I'll stay away. I only called because you were the only one I could think to trust. Sorry."
"No, Dean," Bobby snapped out. "Don't hang up, boy. Stay with me for a minute while I get my temper back. It's not you that's upsetting me it's your damn father. Just give me a minute"
"OK, Bobby. Thanks." Dean held his breath, not daring to hope that maybe, just maybe, he might not be so alone.
Dean scratched at a spot on the wall, waiting for Bobby to come back. Finally he heard the man's voice again. "Tell me what your father did to you. I want to know exactly what happened."
"He wouldn't let me go out. He chained me to my bed, naked and beat me. He hurt me. After he was finished with me he took me out to Bitch Run and dumped my naked ass in the snow and tied me to a tree." Dean took a deep breath. He never wanted to tell anyone that John Winchester had raped him.
"Christ." Bobby growled. "I knew John was crazy but I didn't think he was outright insane. You're his son. How could he do this? Not just to you but to Sam too. The kid is broken. John wanted to take Sam away with him but I ran the man off with a loaded shotgun. Don't know if he'll come back with the cops or not. He seems to think that Sam should take your place."
Dean whimpered, "Please, Bobby, keep him safe. Don't let John have him. Sam will be dead in a week. John will use him as bait or back-up and Sam doesn't have any way of protecting himself. He's too young."
"I know all that, Dean." Bobby responded. "It's why I ran John off. I could sure use a hand with the kid. Do you think you could make it out here?"
Dean's heart opened just the smallest amount at the man's generosity. "I don't know Bobby. I'm driving around in a stolen truck with someone else's credit cards in my pocket and a couple of hundred dollars. I can't be seen in public because the damned Alphas can smell me. The cops will pick me up and put me in 'protective custody' if I get caught and I'm worth money to anyone else who can catch me. If they don't want to sell me, they'll just keep me chained to a bed, like John did."
"Dean, when you say 'like John did' are you saying that your father beat and abused you? Did John rape you?" Bobby voice's rose and Dean started to shake.
"Please, Bobby, don't say it again. I just want to forget it. Please." Dean was outright sobbing now.
Dean heard Bobby take a deep breath and there was silence on the line. "That stupid bastard," Bobby finally muttered. "I'm going to kill him next time I see him and he's not getting his hands on Sam. I'll see to it. I'll set the dogs on him."
Please, Bobby, don't tell him I called," Dean whispered. "I don't want him to hunt me. Please keep Sam safe."
"Dean," Bobby went on, "I'm going to make some calls. Give me your number and give me a couple of hours."
"Bobby, you need to know I might not be alone," Dean said. "I might have another Omega with me. His name is Carey and he's almost in worse shape than me. He hasn't been outside in almost a year, he's dying in here."
Bobby's voice paused again. "Don't worry, son. Just give me a little time. I promise I'll call you back."
Dean said good-bye and thank you then went into the living room to tell Carey and Emma what he had done. He wanted to know if Bobby could find a place for them, did Carey want to go with him?
Carey had a look on his face like he had just seen the sun come up but Emma looked terrified.
"Are you sure you can trust this man. Dean" she quavered. "Can he keep you both safe?"
"I've known Bobby since I was ten years old," Dean replied. "If I can't trust him there is no place in this world I can go. Besides Bobby my little brother is there too. I would really like to go where I know someone; where I don't have to constantly be backing into walls or hiding in the attic with Carey every time I hear a strange voice."
Emma looked up at that last comment then looked at her son. "Carey, do you want to go with Dean if he can find somewhere? What about you stay here and Dean comes back for you after he's made sure the new place will be safe? "
Carey's face fell and he stared at his hands, twisting in his lap. "This is not a life, Mom. I want to go outside. I want to feel like a human again, not like an animal in a cage. I can't go on living like this, thinking that I'm going to be staring at the same walls twenty years from now, thinking about having nothing for myself, no life. I really just want to go somewhere else, anywhere else. Besides that, what happens when you go? I wouldn't even be able to go to your funeral."
At that point both Emma and Carey were crying and Dean felt himself on the verge. This was the Omega life he was condemned to. Maybe it would be better to find a damned Alpha. Maybe get Alphas for him and for Carey. No matter how awful their lives were, at least they would be in the world instead of hiding from it.
He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. He seemed to see the future, a long, dark tunnel of suffering and abuse. How would he even begin to look for Alphas that would believe that he and Carey were more than just fuck toys, more than just breeders? He knew from talking to Carey over the past week that these same thoughts had plagued the young man and Carey's answer was suicide.
The only reason that Carey was still alive was that he didn't want to kill himself under his mother's roof. Dean didn't know if he could go down that path. Carey had been hording stolen drugs for a while. He would slip out at night and wander through dangerous places like other people's homes building up his stash. At some point he planned to leave one night, crawl away into the woods and take the lot hoping never to wake up again. Only the thought of his mother's pain had prevented him so far. So far all he could plan on was that she would die and he would then be released.
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A few hours later Bobby called back.
"Dean, boy," he started. "I've made a couple of arrangements for you and your friend."
Dean gratitude at just hearing Bobby's voice and the fact that the man had called him back ran through his nerves like a bucket of ice water. It was the strangest sensation. He had no idea how much tension he had been carrying just wondering if the older Hunter really was going to help him out.
He was still a little concerned that he and Carey might be walking into a trap. It had crossed his mind to wonder what two healthy, young and fairly attractive Omegas might be worth. He just couldn't believe that Booby would do that but the world had become an alien place lately and he wasn't sure just what the rules were anymore.
"Thanks for calling back, Bobby," he finally managed to say. "You have no idea what it means to me."
Bobby's voice became thick with emotion. "Dean, I wish this hadn't happened, but it has, and now we just have to deal with it. I'm just praying that it doesn't happen to Sam too but we'll be ready now if it does."
This had not even occurred to Dean. He supposed it could be possible and now another crushing weight was laid on his shoulders.
"God, Bobby, I hadn't even thought about that." He sat down abruptly on the couch and dropped his head into his free hand. "I have to find somewhere for us all to hide now. There has to be a way for us all to live some kind of free lives. If Sam has to go through what Carey has, I think it might be better for us to just die."
"Don't talk like that, son," Bobby snapped. "Straighten up; I need you to be strong right now. You can break down when we get you some place safe. A guy is going to show up in the morning. His name is Ron Edelman and you can trust him. I've known him all his life. He's not going to assault you or sell you."
"How do you know that, bobby?" Dean said. "Me and Carey are both prime pieces of ass. We're worth a lot of money I bet."
"Don't talk like that," Bobby barked. "That kind of thinking is going to get us beat before we even start. You want to live, right? You want Carey and Sam to live too, right?"
"Sorry, Bobby," Dean sighed. "This kind of life just wears you down. Hunting was clear and, in a way, cleaner. Go out, find the big ugly and kill it. Done. Now I just stand around waiting for the sky to fall on me; so not my style."
"You'll hunt again, kid," Bobby said. "You can back me up or Ron or is Carey a possibility? In not that many years Sam is going to have to be trained. Even if he doesn't want to hunt he'll need to know how to defend himself.""
Den felt the stirrings of a small hope for the future. He had killed Mitch; he was able to defend himself. Maybe he could wrestle out some kind of a place for himself. He just wished it didn't involve killing humans. Now he would have to watch out for attack from both sides, Supernatural and human.