Title: My wolf
a/n: haha forgot about this as I was cleansing my story file I saw this I was like didn't I post this? No? oh… well better now then ever right? Or is it never? Whatever. Will love you forever if you drop a little review.
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Sam wrote on the huge board, and said aloud while twirled around looking at the big room that was filled with young adults. "Does anyone knows the answer to this question?" he asked with a clear voice.
"Yeah, this is horrible! I actually learned something." Sam's eyes darted to the voice, it wasn't so hard as kids stared at the blond boy with a cocky smirk. "I mean c'mon Sammy what are you teaching your students?" he asked gesturing his eyes sparking with that mischievous spark that only Dean could master so well.
"Dean." Sam breathed out.
"Missed me brother?" Dean said with a smirk standing up Sam had a huge smile. As Dean stood in front of him he narrowed his eyes "dude your old." He said laughing.
"Hey, thirty four is not old!" Sam snickered he glanced at his class of three hundred "class dismissed." He waited for everyone to leave before pulling Dean to a hug that hadn't changed at all. Same old dark well worn cloths and his hair spiky and wild. Sam crooked his eyebrow as Dean sniffed at him loudly.
"You have kids." Dean said holding Sam's shoulder while sniffing him "a girl… eightish…. Boy… fiveish." Dean said with a smile "your married." He told Sam's hand looking at the wedding band.
"Yeah ten years… her name is Sarah I meet her in New York… she was an art dealer. There was this girl in…"
"I told you to stay away from east." Dean growled and shook Sam "don't you know how dangerous!"
"No I meet Sarah before we found you." Sam stuttered at the fury in Dean's eyes their shimmered it scared the shit out of him suddenly he felt like a little boy again being yelled at. "She and I meet up here… I decided to be an English teacher at here… she in art…"
"Destiny," Dean said more gently releasing him from his grip.
"You want to se… pictures?" Dean nodded sitting down at the chair looking at the board "yeah it's instead of a white board it's a flat computer. It's really cool." Sam said showing Dean that was in awe of the technology.
"Had to change the engine of my baby as gas became illegal…" Dean said weakly trying to get Sam to talk to him some more. Sam just smirked and showed the photos of two beautiful children. Sam studied Dean's expression as it changed to a sad smile and pout, then loss; loss over not seeing them grow up or being in their life.
"Do you want to meet them?" Sam stuttered out almost.
"Yeah… dad?" Dean smiled wide cheering up.
"He lives nearby, retired but young hunters come… he's like their mentor or something." Sam chuckled seeing Dean's smirk, he pulled his older younger looking brother into a hug. It had been hard not having Dean looking out for him. To rag at him to play pranks at him.
"C'mon dude don't be such of a chick." Dean said but Sam heard the emotion in his brother's voice and smiled wide.
"I'm surprised that you're here without Nathanael." Sam said chuckling; he remembered Nathanael's narrowing of eyes. It hadn't taken any genius at the time that Nathanael held Dean in a leach. He didn't blame him Dean always was on the run, hard to keep up with his their father use to say.
"Well…" Dean said a blush creeping up. He kicked an invincible stone and glazed up at Sam's smirk. Dean felt that bliss that kind of bliss you only could get with your family, your true family. Being with Sam was more then needed, he missed his geeky emotional little brother that always followed him like a lost puppy as a kid.
"He's here?" Sam said amused.
"He keeps me in a short leach." Dean replied shrugging with a smirk and a roll of his eyes. Sam laughed and shook his head.
"I bet you love every second of it." Dean punched his arm lightly and Sam dogged the other playful punch and he punched Dean's arm. "Does he ever let you out the leach?" Sam asked putting his arms around himself and shifted his footing.
"Yees" he dragged the word out with a funny face expression and Sam held a laugh at the obvious lie, "I hunted alone a while back." Sam rolled his eyes a while back could be over ten years. "And… like… a few days back I was… like… okay I lied… but…" Dean stumbled out.
"Whatever, I want you to meet Dean and Clara." Sam said suddenly very exited that Dean would se his kids. His kids knew all about Dean and his life, it was sort of their kids good night story hearing the crazy stories of Dean Winchester they loved every second of it.
"Dean?" Dean said softly, feeling honoured. Honoured that Sam named his child after him and not their father, not their mother but him. It warmed his heart, but Sam wasn't going to find that out.
"Yeah…" Sam said with a huge smile. Seeing Dean light up at the face, he remembered telling Dean he would name one of his kids after him when he was a kid. Dean had chuckled and chuckled that he didn't even know how kids where made.
"Dork"
"Jerk" Dean smiled and winked.
"Bitch" he said laughing playful pushing Sam.
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Sam was walking with Dean to the parking lot discussing old movies since Dean hadn't watched many movies since he left. Leaning against the car was Nathanael dressed only in black from top to toe even wore black sunglasses. His hair was wild and un-styled. Girls where making detours checking him out that seemed half-bored half-amused.
Dean slowed down his track, his words dying out while his eyes travelled up and down not at all discrete with checking Nathanael out. Nathanael smirked amused his sunglasses tilting down to his nose as he tilted his head down facing Dean. Nathanael smiled predatory directly at Dean.
Sam studied Dean that was blushing slightly of being caught. For some reason Sam was glad that Dean was in love. He never seen Nathanael smile so much… well last time he had been hostage and threaten to death. Nathanael didn't even acknowledge him, his eyes were set on Dean that smiled crooked in a response and gestured that he would sit in the back. Sam sat down the car beside Dean that turned the engine on to his baby.
Nathanael studied the two brothers amused, it was fun to watch Dean laugh and crack jokes and blab old memories. After Dean had come back to him Nathanael had to admit that he did keep Dean on a very short leach. He liked to think he tamed Dean, but he knew Dean had changed him to the better. It was only Dean that was allowed to question him or interrupt him, Dean was his mate.
Sam laughed loud as Dean was cracking jokes, he shook his head when Dean came to the dirty punch line and Sam held his stomach laughing harder while being disgusted, he listed as Dean talked about this really hot girl he seen. From nowhere Dean winced Sam had forgotten that Nathanael was in the back, he had kicked the seat making Dean wince. "I mean…" Dean said awkward and Sam laughed harder at the sheepishly expression.
As they drove to his front lawn they jumped up, Nathanael was still in the back and made himself more comfortable. Nathanael waited for Dean for hours it was late night then came dawn it didn't worry him because he could sense Dean inside the house. Even listen when there was laughter.
Nathanael tapped his knee listing to Dean's old tapes he pulled his jacked over himself and settled to sleep.
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Dean grabbed the painting "put the painting down Dean and no one get's hurt." Nathanael said calmly but Dean shook his head and smirked wickedly. "Dean… I'm warning you." He started to warn Dean that shook his head again and made a run for it. "DEAN!" he roared pissed as Dean ran with the painting. It reminded him of a small kid or a cartoon as Dean ran ducking and gliding to different rooms.
Nathanael leaped at Dean in one smooth move, that fell with a loud thud on the floor and grunted he ripped the paining from Dean angry and hit Dean's head hard growling at him. He stood up putting the painting up the hook again well knowing Dean was behind him still like a sulky child, perhaps he spoiled Dean way to much but he loved to spoil Dean…
"I don't like it." Dean had snapped angry.
"Don't care." Nathanael snarled angry narrowing down his eyes at Dean that was still on the floor looking at the painting kind of sad. Nathanael glazed at the painting then at Dean "why not?" Nathanael knew this painting would be very famous and expensive in the future. He had an eye for stuff like that.
"It reminds me of something…" Dean said almost cracking voice. His eyes showing emotion Nathanael breathed a little heavier, Dean had actually started to open up for him completely it was hard for him but it was his way to show that he did love him. He did want it to work.
Nathanael waited for Dean to continue, "know what… keep it." Dean snapped standing up brushing of his pants, "It's not my home." Dean said bitterly walking out the room calmly. Nathanael glazed at the yellow paint with orange in it, it looked alive looking like burning flames… flames… now he remembered Dean's mom.
With a heavy sigh, he grabbed the painting and put it away.
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Dean open the car door with a happy smile "hi sleepy head." He said in a sing song voice and chuckled at his tone. He felt giddy after spending time with his family, seeing his father that was still sleeping.
"Hey" Nathanael said stretching his body seeing that Dean's eyes travelled hungry at his body and Nathanael smirked "missed me already?" he asked cheekily and sat up and scratched his head feeling his hair being even wilder but Dean licked his lips and kissed him fast.
"Nawww, me miss you? Are you crazy?" Dean said with a mischievous spark in his vivid hazel eyes. Nathanael grabbed a handful of Dean's t-shirt and yanked him into a kiss, hearing a moan he smiled wide. "Nantana" came out from Dean's mouth and Nathanael's hands travelled under Dean's thin t-shirt. Dean broke the kiss and looked into Nathanael's dark passionate eyes that shouldn't be so dark when their where so light blue.
"PG 13" Dean moaned out as Nathanael licked his lips and breathed heavy "they… wait… inside… house… go… check… on you…." Dean got out slow almost zombie like as he stared at Nathanael's lips. To describe the love the lust the passion Dean had for Nathanael was asking a blind person to describe heaven.
Nathanael smirked knowing what Dean was thinking, he felt the same for Dean, for Nathanael Dean was the origin of beauty. The love he had for his mate was powerful the lust and passion to. He loved having Dean all to himself, he didn't like sharing him, Dean often scowled him saying he was keeping him in a short leach but when they where at a bar and females started to hit on him Dean snapped at them.
Dean was a petulant jealous guy, he would literally look like a five year old pouting with his arms crossed. Nathanael just thought it was adorable he was more of aggressive jealous guy. He learned many things of Dean that loved watching TV on lazy days, specially on Oprah but as the show got cancelled he watched reruns of the show. He knew that Dean loved watching funny cartoons while eating candy. Dean was a real candy guy give him candy and he would bright like the sun a whole day… at least to the candy ended.
Dean on sugar was a funny Dean, a Dean without sugar was a pouty Dean. "Check on me? Aw Dean your so cute." Nathanael said laughing pinching Dean's cheek that poked his tong out. "I'm fine... have your reunion." Nathanael said more serious. Dean nodded and gave Nathanael a chicken leg smiling sheepishly. Dean pressed his lips against Nathanael's once more before backing off.
"Okay staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay" Dean said chuckling dragging out the word extra long and laughed a little.
"I'm not a dog…" Nathanael said half bored, but still very amused. He loved how Dean thought that he was funny and laughed at his own little jokes. Often when their where silent Dean could burst out laughing and murmur hehe that was funny. Those sort of things just made Nathanael's heart swell with love for Dean.
"Wolf, my wolf" Dean smirked crooked and winked and shut the door. Nathanael studied Dean as he entered the house again. He started to think about Dean's place in the clan, Dean was not so high respected in the way he was respected. Dean got more power and respect as he became his mate it was a natural thing. But other then that the others saw Dean as their own the would make pranks on or leap at from nowhere and play.
Nathanael didn't approve of much of what they did but if he did try to interfere Dean would get pissed at him, snapping he could take care of his own battles. But Nathanael would never allow Dean to get seriously hurt and he wouldn't give a damn about Dean's pride. Dean was this kind of person that was very pride, he guessed his whole family was like that.
The first time he got a taste from Dean's pride when he tried to fix the damn cassette radio as it had eaten a tape. It had literal been a tug war.
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"Just give it to me Dean! I can fix it!" Nathanael snapped taking the damn screwdriver from Dean that took it back. Dean's eyes flashed warningly his jaws tightly clenched he used his both hands to try to take the screwdriver from Nathanael that was just holding it with his one hand.
"I can fix it!"
"Just give I can…"
"No I can!"
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The cassette radio had yet never been repaired, and each time Nathanael mention of fixing it Dean would snap he would do it, just making the whole thing start to burn. When Nathanael got him a damn new one Dean said he could return it because he would fix the old one. Stubborn pride. Nathanael shook his head at the memories of getting really to know Dean, finding out that he could sing was a mayor shock.
He had heard him in the shower singing and chuckled, he learned that Dean never read a whole book, after he only read one page of a book and fell asleep even if he just two mintues before had been running around clearly awake.
Learning Dean was a cuddler he learned quickly, that he only learned a couple of nights, first it been that Dean hadn't been aware of it because he was sleeping but then later when he was awake.
Learning that Dean was a big kid was also something, he learned quickly. He knew that Dean had grown up to fast, always being responsible and being on his guard and now as he was ´free´ from those responsibilities he cached the missing years of being a kid again.
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"What are you doing?" Nathanael asked amused as Dean was standing in his cotton underwear on the bed jumping up and down with metallica blasted through the stereo. Dean had frozen at the spot, then he jumped down the big king sized bed walking towards him dragging his feet's after him while crossing his arms.
"I thought this was my room." Dean said edgy, it was true Nathanael had given him a room since the gecko. It was always empty since Dean always was in the master bedroom, his bedroom... their bedroom.
"True. So what are you doing?"
"So we agree that this is my room… then knock. Sho." He had gestured with his hands Nathanael just put his arms in cross and lifted his eyebrows and Dean pouted. "I'm having fun… something you don't know how to." Dean said wickedly and smiled a tooth smile and Nathanael growled at him lightly. "No? Your fun? Prove it. Strip." Dean had ordered.
"Don't think that you can…" Dean had made a snoring sound and chuckled with a wicked grin,, Nathanael peeled of his cloths and heard that gasp Dean did when he undressed. Dean was staring at his abs "and then?" he asked amused. Dean had looked up and smiled huge "c'mon." That day Nathanael found himself jumping up and down playing air guitar while laughing.
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Nathanael couldn't stand being in the car any longer. He got out and stretched out his body, it was nightfall he could survive days more without feeding but he knew he wouldn't survive being inside Dean's baby any longer. Dean's baby was precious to Dean so precious, hours and hours Nathanael found himself looking at Dean as he took care of his baby, washing her mixing with her.
He wouldn't say it to Dean or anyone or ever show it but he was a little jealous on Dean's car, he gave it a little kick on the wheel and chuckled. He truly was a love sick puppy for Dean if he was jealous on a stupid car. If Dean heard that he would get offended and say what did my baby ever do to you? The night sky wasn't to appealing this evening. He heard a giggle and looked a cross the pavement seeing two girls squeezing into each other as they giggled and whispered while shooting him interested looks, he heard them whispering about his ass. He chuckled.
It was on the third day Dean came back again looking a little sad, a little emotional. "Dean?" he asked softly crawling to the front seat but Dean didn't answer him but started the car and drove out the driveway. It wasn't after a couple of hours before Dean even glanced at him then he muttered even more hours later.
"I'm fine." Nathanael leaned back his head, "it was over ten years… a lot of time changes…" he scratched his head and tired to smile but only a grimes appeared.
"Yeah"
"So… heading back to your place?" Dean asked, Nathanael wasn't even going to start with Dean he only nodded. Dean wanted to be angry at him blame him it was something he learned but this time he wouldn't let Dean be mad at him. He would not bring up that Dean would be dead by now and wouldn't even seen Sam's children if it wasn't for him.
Nope he wasn't going there, Nathanael was a very patient man, tolerant but Dean had his ways but not this time. Dean had to learn to play by the rules, sometimes he wondered if Dean even understood that he would live a very long time after his father and little brother would be buried underground.
Dean didn't even listen to his music, Nathanael looked curious at the small bag Dean had in his lap "what's in the bag?"
"My things and other things." Dean said edgy meaning that he was not allowed to peek in them. Nathanael got outside the car and got inside his home, Kayla and Mary was arguing in one corner. Blake and Samantha was making out in a chair while others where fighting heatedly. Dean walked pass them not paying attention as they looked at him or called for him he just walked upstairs clearly wanting to be alone.
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Nathanael looked up at Dean that paddled barefoot into his/their room, he was looking down his feet's he peeked up time to time with a pout. Nathanael found it amusing, it was Dean that shut him off not the other way around, this would happen if he was angry with Dean and Dean would cajole for forgiveness.
Nathanael opened the covers and Dean quickly got under them. "They where so alike me… I swear… the way they acted… I saw myself… I saw my mom, dad and Sammy… I just… missed everything. They broke… my heart as they started to cry. They didn't want me to leave. And dammit I wanted to stay." Dean said hitting with his first the mattress. "I even started to think about it." Nathanael's heart froze.
"Well you can't, if you forgot you're my mate, there is no turning back from that." He snapped angry almost edgy. He gripped Dean's arm that yanked it away angry.
"I know that." He snapped back edgy. "I said I thought about it. I came back didn't I?" Nathanael shrugged he wasn't going to torture himself or Dean with a chick flick moment. Dean showed a pictures of his mother father and Sam his wife and kids. Nathanael looked at the pictures and smiled softly.
"Clara looks just like your mother."
"Yeah. Its scaring how alike they are… that's my dad." Nathanael glazed at Dean "this is Sam's wife… I… accidentally spilled some orange juice all over her dress…" Nathanael laughed "not the best first impression." Nathanael glazed back and forth on the pictures and Dean's expressions.
"You should protect the pictures, they fade with the years." Nathanael said slowly his piercing blue eyes looking into Dean's hazel green eyes that looked up the ceiling then slipped out of the bed with the pictures.
Nathanael sat on his chair looking through the papers he felt a presence then felt Dean's hands kneel his shoulders. It reminded him when he had a meeting with other leaders and he had been sitting on the edge of the bed and Dean had began to stroke his back nibbling his neck seducing.
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Nathanael sighed as he felt the tension leave his body as Dean's strong firm hands began to stroke his back. "Good?" Dean had purred like a kitten then a wolf he was. Nathanael faced Dean kissing him slow but Dean pulled back. "Lay down on your stomach and I will fix that tension."
"I can think of better ways."
"Hmph, not this time lay down."
"Bossy." He chided but laid on his stomach feeling his muscular turning into doe in Dean's hands. He felt Dean stretch over him and licked his earlobe.
"I want you." Nathanael shivered.
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It had been a few nights of being utter alone in his bed, Dean had closed his bedroom door. Nathanael allowed Dean to continue his seducing. "You've been way to closed of Dean." He stood up and leaned against the table as Dean grinded him his arms trapping him down. Nathanael studied Dean that was sniffing him. There was silence only Dean breathing against his skin. "Tell me Dean what I can do to make you feel better? Tell me." Nathanael said softly cupping Dean's cheek that tilted his head to his palm.
Nathanael breathed hot air on Dean's lips and caught Dean's lower lip between his teeth looking with dark eyes with passion into Dean's dazed hazel eyes. "Tell me Dean." Nathanael said husky "I can do anything for you."
"Turn back time." Dean said with a low husky voice and locked their mouths together Dean refused to break their kiss as Nathanael backed his head, Dean followed his movements Nathanael was soon sprawled on the table over the papers. "Make the past to the future." Nathanael stroked Dean's face. "Give back those years."
"I gave more."
"Yeah I know. I have you, I'm not saying its not enough I'm not. I just want."
"I know Dean, my family… is long gone. My sisters, brothers, uncles, parents, my sibling grandchildren and their grandchildren… all gone." Dean straddled him pressing their foreheads together.
"How do you do it."
"I remember. Remember them, honour them. Love them, time is never relevant Dean not how much you missed, if you just gained a second with them its all you need. When we all die we'll se them again Dean and then this time on this earth wont seem that long at all."
"And you will be with me then to right?" Dean asked into the kiss.
"Yeah Dean, your more then stuck with me."
"Why can't I se that as a bad thing?" Dean asked with a grin. "I love you." He whispered like it was a secret. Nathanael kissed him hungry whispering into Dean's ear while nuzzling his cheek with love.
"I love you Dean Winchester." Suddenly time didn't seem so important any more but right now. And now Nathanael was there. And that was that truly mattered.
THE END.
29october 2006