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Samuel Singer the name repeated in his head almost mocking him. He had a name. He had a past. After that bombshell Sam had not so subtly sprinted from the room and locked himself in the bedroom he had been sharing with Dean. He had heard his mate scratch at the door asking to come in but he couldn't find the energy to move from the bed. In a way he was mad at him for keeping this revelation from him, he wasn't sure when Dean had figured it out but he just wished that the other man would have told him first. He hated surprises and this came out of the blue. He knew that he should feel happy, he had a father but instead all he could feel was guilt and horror. His pack had been torn apart from hunters who had sold them onto omega traders. Hunters had been the reason he had been made a slave and hunters were the reason that Dean had to flee from his own home. There was a reoccurring theme here. They had murdered his mother while he was still at her breast. He wished he got to know her, if she was anything like Mary. He felt jealous of his Alpha, Dean had lived a sheltered life with his two parents. He didn't know what it was like to feel like you didn't belong anywhere. To not have a home.

With those thoughts guilt ate at him. He didn't want to be mad at his Alpha, Dean didn't chose the life he was born into. Besides it wasn't like his life was all fun and games. To be hunted like that…was that how his mother had felt…was that how Mary was feeling? He didn't know what to do now. Who was he? Was he Samuel Singer? Was he Sam Winchester? Who did he want to be?

Sam had stewed in his own thoughts for about two hours before he decided to try and find his mate. He had heard Bobby storm out of the house pretty much as soon as he had bolted but he hadn't heard from Dean since he had refused to let the man in. He pushed his body off of the bed and forced himself towards the door. He grabbed hold of the handle and yanked it open. Not anticipating the mass of white fur to fall through into the room.

Dean fell onto his back and gazed up at him with a dazed expression on his face. His eyes were glassy and it was clear that he wasn't really seeing anything. Mentally Sam swore, how he could forget that Dean would collapse into a coma like state before he could change. He had left his mate out on the landing when it happened. Sam closed the door and lovingly scooped the wolf into his arms grateful for all the gym sessions Dean had insisted on when he had first joined his pack. He pressed his face into Dean's fur and inhaled the scent that screamed out home. He walked them over to the bed and laid the Alpha on his side. Sam shrugged off his shirt and his trousers leaving him just in his boxers as he wrapped his arms around the wolf bringing him into his chest. Effectively making Dean the little spoon, something that he would bitch about if he was able to though Sam knew he secretly loved it. It was just an Alpha thing to want to be dominant all the time.

He buried his face in Dean's fur and allowed the tears he had been bottling up to fall. He had gone from being no one to being a mate, a lover and a son in the space of a couple of months. He had been abused and used and now he was loved and loved back. The wolf in his arms was his whole world. He would never be able to pay the man back for everything he had done for him but he was going to try. Dean had saved him and worked out where he came from. He knew he was going to do everything in his power to get the Alpha back home where he belonged. The Winchester pack needed their crown Alpha. It was in that moment that Sam knew who he was. Who he would always be. He might have been a Singer when he was born but he had been given a second chance at being a Winchester. Sam Winchester, he liked that. He liked that a lot. With the tears subsiding and a smile on his face he gave into his bodies need for sleep.

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Dean groaned as consciousness crept on him. He could feel a comfy bed underneath him though he couldn't remember how he got there. Last thing he remembered was passing out with his ear against the wooden door worried about his omega. He turned his head to the side and allowed his eyes to open. The room was bathed in darkness indicating that they had slept the whole of the afternoon. He could feel Sam's puff of air on the back of his neck and his octopus arms were wrapped tightly across his waist. He could feel Sam's member pushing against his bum making him suddenly aware that he was very naked. Fuck he must have left his clothes downstairs when he had shifted. He went to move but this just caused Sam to tighten his grip with him grinding closer to Dean's body. Dean could feel his own erection begin to grow. Oh god this was embarrassing…he was an Alpha…he wasn't meant to be in his position.

He swallowed the bubbling worry and turned his head to the side so that he could stare at his lover's profile. It was then that he noticed that Sam was staring back at him, his eyes curious. Sam's arms tightened once more as he moved his hips. Dean bit his lip trying to stifle the groan of pleasure and want. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. He was meant to be an Alpha for fuck sake. Sam's mouth curved up into a grin as he rolled Dean back onto his side so that they were now spooning once more. Sam's mouth sucked at Dean's collarbone leaving marks in his wake. He kissed and licked every inch of skin that was available until his mouth found the bite he had left on Dean. He pressed his teeth to it causing Dean to shout out at the pleasure that ran down through his body.

Dean's body began to tremble. His own hands were being pinned by Sam's, his body held into place. All in all he felt helpless but not in a bad way. He understood what Sam wanted, what he needed. His whole life had just changed in a matter of moments and he needed to feel in control. He needed to take what he knew and just focus on the here and now. He titled his neck to allow Sam more access as a silent agreement. He didn't care if it was out of character. After all what about Sam and he was normal in the first place. Sam was an abused omega who had just found out where he had come from whereas Dean was an out of control Alpha wolf who couldn't even shift properly. They were messed up but it was what made them perfect.

Sam bit into Dean's skin causing the Alpha to groan. Sam's member pushed further against his crack like he was slowly asking for permission. Dean had never done it before but he knew if he was going to do it for anyone it was going to be his omega. He pushed his hips backwards hearing his omega hiss at the pleasure. Smirking he continued his movements for a few more moments loving the fact that he was causing the other man to slowly unravel. Without warning Sam removed his teeth from Dean's neck and pulled his arms away. Dean felt rather than see Sam tear off his boxers so that they were now both naked. He flipped Dean onto his front so that he now had full access.

With his heart pounding Dean felt Sam's finger run down the length of his ass. His hand playfully slapping every now and again causing Dean to ground his hips down into the bed. Sam's finger teased at his hole just waiting there. He sent out a mental permission to which Dean felt himself agreeing. He felt the omega's finger slowly begin to push inside. He grunted at the intrusion not wanting to admit to the burning sensation that was radiating from that area. After a couple of moments he felt the omega begin to move his finger around and the burning pain turned into pleasure as he found that sweet spot. Dean groaned moving back into it. He could feel the sparks dancing through him at a sensation he never knew he had or thought he would experience. Another finger was added though the Alpha hardly noticed. He knew that he would need more preparation than the omega seeing as his body wasn't designed for this but he felt himself wishing he would just do it.

'Just do it' Dean sent mentally hearing how strained his voice sounded even mentally.

'I need to prepare you. I don't want to hurt you' was the immediate response.

'You won't, take what you need Sammy.' With those words he felt the fingers tease once more at his prostate before being removed. He felt Sam's dick line up with his hole as he hesitated again. Not giving him a moment to doubt himself Dean ground back so that the head pushed at his hole. He bit his lip at the feeling of his lover pushing into him. His eyes watered. God damn that hurt. Now he knew why Alpha's didn't do this. Sam paused when he was sheathed all the way in giving Dean a moment to adjust. Ok now he was slightly regretting skipping the foreplay. Dean shifted his body slightly causing Sam's dick to hit at that sweet spot. He gasped as his body arched off of the bed. Sam chuckled as he began to move making sure to hit that spot with every thrust. Dean had never felt anything like this. It was like his whole body was on fire. He was pretty sure he was shaking and his mouth was letting out a string of curse words though he didn't care. For once he felt like he was free, like he didn't need to be in control of everything. He knew he needed this just as much as his omega did. In this moment it didn't matter the roles they were born into. All that mattered was them. Sam and Dean. Dean and Sam. Two parts of a whole.

Sam thrusted into him a few more times before coming undone and shooting his load. He panted as he leaned down to kiss at Dean's neck. He pulled out of Dean without warning and flipped the Alpha so that he was now on his front. His own erection standing proud for the world to see although there was a wet puddle of cum that he was now laying in, he had only cum a moment ago but he felt like he was going to burst.

Sam smirked at him. He kneeled on the bed so that he was now hovering over Dean. The slick forming around his hole was clear in the moonlight and the thought caused the Alpha to growl. If he knew how much topping would turn his omega on he would have consented to it straight away. Sam captured his lips in a kiss as he seemed to be lining up his body. With no warning again the omega impaled himself on Dean's dick. Dean shouted at the sudden heat surrounding him. He pulled apart and watched as his lover lifted himself up and slam back down. Dean's fingers dug into Sam's side leaving crescent shape in their wake. His own hips bucked up at every movement making sure to hit Sam's prostate with every movement. It wasn't long before he felt the pressure building up once again. Sam sensing this leaned down and pressed his lips to Dean's once more. Dean came long and hard like he hadn't just half an hour before, he could feel Sam's own release coat their stomachs where they continued to kiss. Sam grounded down once more, his hand reached behind and stroked Dean's knot encouraging it to grow under his hand. Dean swallowed as he felt overwhelming pleasure shoot through him, he didn't think it was possible but he came again with his knot pushing inside of his omega tying them together.

Sam collapsed on top of him panting. Automatically Dean's arms wrapped around his omega and pressed a kiss to the man's head. It would be a while until they were untied now. How he had gone from bottoming for the man for him to be tied to his knot was beyond him but he wasn't complaining. At least this time the omega was on birth control.

Dean felt Sam's breathing even out indicating that he had fallen asleep. Smiling he reached down for a towel that he thankfully had left under his pillow. He quickly wiped both of their chests down and then threw this to the floor. He wrapped his arms around his mate tightly, shifting his knot so that he could get comfy before he followed his lover into the abyss of sleep once more.

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Sam stared down at Dean. In the early morning sunlight he looked stunning, like a Greek god been sent down to him. His face was turned towards him, his mouth open slightly as puffs of air danced across Sam's bare shoulder. His hair was sticking up in all directions and there was a slight rosy hint to his cheeks. Dean's knot had slipped out of him sometime in the night and he missed being tied to his Alpha. Dean was the only thing in his life that he was sure on. His life had been a mess and he had no control over anything that was happening. He had needed last night as much as he needed to breathe. He never thought the Alpha would let him top, when he had it made him love him even more.

Dean's eyelids fluttered and his mouth closed. His nose buried deeper into Sam's shoulder while his leg wrapped around Sam's. Sometime in the night the Alpha had seemed to have crawled on top of him like he was his own personal blanket. Dean might have liked to keep up the appearance of being a tough as nails Alpha but underneath all of that he was a cuddler. Something that if Sam told anyone Dean probably would kill him. It was moments like this that made his life worthwhile. Moments when all that mattered was their love and the rest of the world could go fuck themselves.

Dean moaned once more, his mouth starting to move against Sam's neck though he was probably still mostly asleep. He started kissing the marks he had made the previous night or was it afternoon…Sam had lost count. Sam hummed as he brought his arms around the Alpha and pressed him closer into his chest. He felt Dean's mouth slow in his movements and his green eyes flickered open squinting up at him.

"Time is it?" he mumbled pressing his face back into Sam's shoulder.

Sam laughed shaking his head fondly, he leaned over and pressed the screen on his phone. "Half eight," he replied pressing a kiss into Dean's shoulder when the Alpha shook his head. Dean groaned as he pushed his body off of Sam, he winced when a particular pain seemed to make itself known to him. He stood on shaking legs and seemed to pause for a moment. Slowly he made his way to the bathroom. Sam smiling as his Alpha was walking more bow legged than usual. Last night hand defiantly been worth it. After a couple of moments Dean re-entered the room, his eyes were wider and he appeared to be more awake. He grimaced every time he turned a certain way shooting Sam a glare whenever the pain flared up. He sat down on the side of the bed gingerly hanging his head between his legs as he scratched at the back of his neck. Sam crawled over towards him draping his arm around Dean's shoulders and slowly massaging his Alpha.

"Morning," Sam chirped in Dean's ear.

"Mmm," Dean replied his head tilting back with his eyes closing once more. His shoulder started to crack under Sam's ministrations.

"Getting old," Sam teased.

"Bitch," Dean declared.

"Jerk," was the automatic response.

"You don't get looking this good overnight," Dean waggled his eyebrows shifting his body the wrong way by the looks of the discomfort across his face. "Omega's have it easy," he groaned.

"Oh yeah cause the monthly heats, the carrying Alpha's pups, pushing them out is so easy," Sam laughed rolling his eyes. "Alpha's just get to sit back and knot their mates whenever they want…"

"Hey," Dean exclaimed giving Sam a blatant annoyed look. "It's not easy being an Alpha. Everyone expects you to be a certain way…All my life I have been trained to be strong…" Dean sighed shrugging his shoulders and breaking Sam's grip. "What we did last night…"

"Was amazing," Sam added. "You giving yourself to me like that, showing that trust in me. No one has ever showed me that before. You are amazing Dean and I still can't believe you are my mate. Its ok too need someone else to be in control once in a while it doesn't make you any less of an Alpha. I'm still going to want your knot," he winked at his mate who shook his head fondly at him. "I don't care what anyone else says what we have is our own business."

"I love you," Dean said turning his head where it was still leaning against Sam's shoulder.

"I love you too," Sam replied.

Downstairs they could hear Bobby moving around making as much noise as he probably could. Sam knew that he had left the man to his own devices for too long. He was probably stewing in his own juices just waiting for the pair to make their appearance.

"Your Dad is waiting," Dean commented.

"That sounds so weird," Sam exclaimed capturing Dean's lips in one more kiss before they had to leave their own bubble.

They both dressed and made their way downstairs Dean in front of Sam. And if Sam was admiring the way the Alpha was now waddling…well who could blame him…

TBC (Hope you all enjoyed that bit of loving, I thought the boys needed it. Much needed talk with Bobby next chapter. Thank you all for reading and those who review. See you all in Chapter Twenty!)