Early post due to Easter tomorrow, have a good one!

"How is that even possible," Sam groaned splashing cold water on his face like that alone would wash away the bombardment of images that were plaguing his mind. Every time he closed his eyes all he could see was them…naked…He shuddered once more attempting to quell the feeling of nausea that started to bubble to the surface. "I thought…she was human…" he wiped at his neck with a towel as he lifted his eyes to the bathroom door where Dean was leaning. He was fully dressed though his hair hung limply, his legs were crossed at his ankles and he was trying and failing to hide a smirk.

"Do you want him to be lonely for the rest of his life?" Dean replied.

"Well no…"

"Then what's the problem?"

Sam sighed throwing the wet towel on the side of the bath before sinking down onto the closed toilet lid. "Were's only have one mate?" he asked his eyes falling to the floor not wanting to look at his Alpha. "Dad said he lost his mate so how can he have another?" His voice faltered on the question as a stab of fear gripped at his heart. "Is it different for Alpha's?"

Sam heard Dean sigh and he sensed the other man move away from the door frame. Dean's legs came into view in front of him as the Alpha bent down so that he could look into Sam's eyes. Dean grabbed Sam's hand in his and gave it a squeeze making the omega instantly feel more relaxed. There was a magical element to an Alpha's touch that they needed to bottle and send out to the world, there would be a lot less wars if people felt the way he did right now.

"Sammy," Dean sighed his free hand reaching up to cup at Sam's chin forcing it up so that they could look into each other's eyes. "You're worried that if something happened to you I would move on?" he asked and immediately Sam cringed at how stupid that sounded but he couldn't help it. "You're my mate."

"For now," Sam responded.

"For ever," Dean replied bringing their entwined hands up to his heart. "Alpha's can survive the deaths of their mates…" Sam mumbled interrupting Dean mid-sentence. "Don't mean I would want to," Dean added Sam's eyes focusing completely on his face, the Alpha's green eyes were bright and full of clarity showing that he meant what he was saying. "Sammy you're it for me, you are my mate. I lived twenty-six years without you I couldn't do that again. As far as I am concerned we are endgame." Dean moved Sam's hand away from his heart and kissed at each knuckle, a gesture so tender it caused a lump to form in the omega's throat. "I won't let anything happen to you, the world would have to get through me first."

"Then if we do go we go together?" Sam asked his fears starting to dwindle.

"Together," Dean replied leaning forward to press his lips to Sam's. "Now I need to stand up before my knees seize," he added pulling away.

Sam chuckled as he pushed himself to his feet and held his hand out for his Alpha. "Old man," he teased hearing Dean's knees click as he straightened to his full height.

"Hey less of the old bitch," Dean grumbled slapping the omega playfully in the chest.

"Jerk."

…

Lunch was awkward to say the least. Sam was sitting to Dean's left as per usual with John heading up the table. Mary was on his other side with Bobby sitting beside Sam, Ellen next to him. Sam spent the whole time either staring into his plate or his Alpha's lap. His face feeling warm whenever he felt either Bobby's or Ellen's gaze bore into the side of his head. John was talking in the background seemingly unaware of the tension around the table, what he was saying Sam wouldn't have been able to say. Something about planning to rebuild something. Dean was saying his own input but again Sam was not listening.

Sam could feel Bobby's confusion as the elder Alpha knocked his knee against his causing the images to flood his brain once more. Gulping he pushed his chair closer to Dean until he was practically almost sitting in his lap, his Alpha shooting him an amused smirk.

"Is something wrong?" Mary asked her attention focused on Sam.

"Sammy here walked in on these two fucking," Dean replied picking up a chip and chewing on it with a mischievous glint in his eye.

Bobby and Ellen's face flushed red in unison while John could barely conceal his laughter. Mary's mouth opened and closed a few times like she was unsure whether she could chastise her son for his use of language or question her old friend about his new romance.

"Yeah they messed up the house," Dean continued being the only one who seemed to be able to talk. "Didn't make it to the bedroom aye," he winked picking at his food.

"Dean that's enough," Mary scolded though her tone was light and there was a hint of a smile pulling at the corner of her lips. "You're embarrassing your mate." Her eyes focused on Sam once more. "It's hard walking in on your parents having sex for the first time, you'll get used to it," she added laughter rolling off her lips. "We had to put a lock on our door to stop our pup here from coming in after he threw up on our nice new carpet."

"Eurgh," Dean groaned his own smile faltering. "Don't remind me."

"He wouldn't look us in the eye for at least a week," John added nodding his head towards Sam who was still angled away from his own father. "So Bobby how was it?"

Sam blanched his cheeks warming up to everyone's amusement. Dean's hand rested on Sam's thigh giving it a quick squeeze seeming to want to be sympathetic for once, yeah it wasn't nice when the shoe was on the other foot.

…

"It was good," Ellen answered this time her eyes focusing on Dean like she was waiting for something. "I mean…I hope…" she stammered her eyes lowering to her lap when she didn't seem to get the answer she was looking for.

"It's ok to talk," John urged though the ex-hunter merely shook her head causing the pack Alpha to frown. "Your part of this family now," he added with which he got no response. Frowning John nudged Dean in the ribs who was too busy picking at his food.

Dean startled lifting his head up to look at his father who was nudging his head in the direction of Ellen. Confused the young Alpha's attention turned towards Ellen whose eyes were focused solely on her lap even though Bobby was whispering something to her. He turned his attention back to his father and raised his eyebrows he had no idea what the man wanted. John continued to crook his neck towards her like he had a twitch.

"Isn't she Dean?" He asked finally sighing between his words.

"Erm…" Dean stammered not sure what he was asking him. "Yes?" he replied to which Ellen's head snapped up towards him her lips curling up into a small smile as she began to recall the tale of her first night as wolf.

Ok that was weird. Dean frowned his father merely shaking his head in exasperation towards him. What? Bobby's eyes were narrowed towards him and a threatening look crossed his face briefly before he was able to repress it. It seemed that everyone was looking at him like he was an idiot, what wasn't he getting?

"He just smelt nice," Ellen shrugged recalling the account of when she was first attracted to Bobby. "I hadn't felt that way since my husband had died." A sad look crossed her face at the mention of the hunter who had been mauled by a were many years ago. "It made this easier."

"Seems you finally found your mate old man," John joked his attention on Bobby.

"What? I thought mum was your mate?" Sam asked suddenly becoming interested in the conversation.

"Well I…" Bobby's eyes focused on the table. "I'm not a young man anymore, John and I are the same age…" he let that sentence hang there. Dean frowned his father was thirty-nine when he had stopped aging yet the other wolf…Bobby looked at least in his fifties.

"Survival mating?" Dean asked understanding dawning on him. "Huh didn't think they existed anymore."

"Not for just any Alpha," John retorted.

"Wait what? Survival mating?" Sam questioned his brows furrowing making him look adorable at least in Dean's eyes anyways.

"As a were we can't predict when or where we will find our mates," John said. "We can be lucky and find them young like you two," he gestured at Dean then Sam. "Or it can happen later in life, I was thirty-nine when I met Mary." His hand reached down to grasp hold of Mary's. "We only met because our parents decided to mate in order to keep the pack alive, a survival mating."

"My parents decided that it was time to find a mate rather than wait for mine," Bobby interrupted. "I was getting on and they found Karen, she was nice enough and fertile so they made us mate. It wasn't romantic purely to keep the family line going at first though in time I fell for her just as she was taken from me."

"Pack Alpha's or Crown Alpha's can mate to survive until they can find the other half of their soul," John added.

"Like Adam…" Sam whispered. Just hearing that name made Dean growl his wolf hating hearing that word coming from his mate's mouth. John seemed to be faring no better, Adam's recent betrayal hanging in the air between them. Dean drew in a deep breath and attempted to calm himself down not wanting his wolf to get any ideas and come out to play.

"Yeah…" John replied coughing though Dean could still hear the growl in his voice.

Dean squeezed Sam's knee once more using his omega to ground himself. He could feel Ellen's gaze boring into his, her lips were open slightly like she had something to say but couldn't get the words out. Why was she looking at him like that? Like…oh…realisation dawned on him, how could he have been so stupid?

"Ellen you can speak freely," he said watching the woman smile at him gratefully.

"Yes Alpha," she said the words coming out of her mouth without her thinking causing both Bobby and Sam to growl in unison, pissing off both the Singer's with the use of a single word. Ok Dean completely forgot that technically he was Ellen's Alpha having changed her and accepted her as part of the pack. That she would be bond to him and look to him for orders.

"I err…" Dean stammered looking to his father for help who seemed amused at the fact that Dean now had another Alpha and his Omega pissed off at him. "Bobby is your Alpha now," he commanded trying his best to sound like the Alpha he was meant to be. "He…," he trailed off not sure how he was meant to go around this seeing as in their pack there hadn't been a case of a were changing a human for at least five hundred years. Even then the wolf that had changed the human had been their own mate.

"Ellen what Dean is trying to say is that now that you are going to mate with Bobby he will be your Alpha, Dean changed you but Bobby is the one that you have to answer too. If you have any queries about the pack than I am the one you speak to, that's the dynamics here," John replied seeming to not want to watch Dean suffer anymore.

"Ok," Ellen nodded though she still seemed to be itching to get Dean's approval. "What is going to happen about Adam?" she asked remembering the question she had wanted to ask in the first place.

"Jo's death will be avenged," John promised his expression becoming dark. "He is no longer a part of this family. We will find him and he will answer for his crimes."

Dean slowly nodded, yeah if he didn't get his hands on his so called brother first. He knew that Adam should be brought up to the were council to answer for his crimes but the Alpha in him wouldn't be satisfied. He wanted to be the one to pass his judgement, he wanted to see the life drain from the other Alpha's eyes for what he done to his mate, for framing him and for Jo's murder. Adam should hope that Dean wasn't the one to find him first.

"Right now onto the Crowning ceremony organisation…"

…

Two weeks later.

Sam laid the pile of pebbles next to him in a neat row, he managed to salvage what he could and replacing those that he been lost. He lifted his hand up and wiped at the sweat that was beading on his forehead. The sun was beaming down on him making it an unusually hot October afternoon. He was dressed just in his jeans having forgone a shirt a couple of hours ago. All around him the atmosphere was peaceful with most of the pack getting ready for the Crowning ceremony the following day. There had been excited buzz about the were's that hadn't been there since Dean had been forced to leave his home. Dean himself was off making some last minute preparations, in other words he was just trying to discover how he managed to shift so that they would be able to conduct the ceremony the official way whatever that meant. Most of the details hadn't been divulged so neither the Omega or the Alpha knew what was involved. John claimed that it was the way it had been done for generations. They only hint he had given the pair was the fact that Dean might have to shift which he hoped his pack Alpha's influence might be able to help with. Since the moon Dean seemed to be able to shift a bit easier, in which it didn't take him to completely lose control of his anger. So Dean had decided to spend some time with John seeing if he could make a difference to Dean's wolf.

That left Sam and Mary at a loss in what to do. Mary claimed that the crowning ceremony was mostly about the Alpha's and that Sam's own part to play wouldn't be much more than standing by Dean's side and accepting him as his potential leader. It was going to be a tough day cultivating in a massive feast in the evening which the whole pack would join in. However, the ceremony would firmly place Dean as the second Alpha in command and would make it official that one day when John wanted to retire Dean would take over and lead them. A day that Sam knew would make the Alpha.

Wanting to make the cottage special for the occasion Sam decided that he needed to tidy the place up, seeing as neither one of them had actually sorted it out since Sam's heat had hit. He had spent the morning restocking the fridge, not that they ate much there anyways, changing the bed sheets and even adding some scented candles to their bedside table knowing that it was the norm to mate after these things. Not that he would need asking twice to have his Alpha inside of him. At least it wasn't going to be a public mating like a certain asshole had told him it would have to be.

Once the house had been sorted he decided that he would fix the wolf mural that Dean hated so much. The one that the man himself had destroyed the night that Ellen had been turned. With Mary's help he had begun to salvage what remained of it. He trimmed the grass patches to make sure that they were the brightest green they could be making sure that it was almost as perfect as the real things themselves. There was nothing he loved more than Dean's eyes, he could feel like he could get lost in them for days on end.

Mary was rearranging the pebbles and she had cornered off the section beside the wolf for a special surprise as she put it. All Sam knew was that she was hoarding a secret box that she refused to let him see inside. It was alright though because he was too entranced in getting the eyes just right. Even though he knew how much Dean hated this mural but that was only because it showed him what he couldn't have and Sam was convinced that one day they will be able to be like normal were's. One-day Dean will be free to shift at will and show the world the strength behind the legend of the white wolf. Missouri's story floated to the forefront of his mind about how the white wolf had been able to unite packs and create a stronger one. Already Dean had brought Bobby into their pack lands and turned Ellen who happened to be his mate, there was no way that was a complete coincident.

Sam placed one last pebble before pushing to his feet and admiring his handiwork beside him Mary clapped in excitement as she seemed to complete what she was doing at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Dean's voice called out as he and John appeared along the path.

Sam didn't answer his attention caught by the mural Mary had completed beside the wolf. Dean's white wolf was howling at the moon like it had been before only this time he wasn't alone. Nuzzling to his throat was a smaller brown wolf with hazel eyes. Sam. Sam's wolf was peering at Dean's with the white wolf standing close in a protective manner. It was beautiful.

Dean strode to Sam's side and wrapped his arms around the omega, a genuine smile was on his face though he didn't need to say a word. He didn't have to. The four of them stared down at the mural with their thoughts turning to the following day where the pack would finally have a Crown Alpha…

TBC (Hey everyone, sorry if that chapter was a bit dull, was more of a filler as we get to the ceremony in the next one! Thanks for reading and those who review. See you all in the next chapter!)