Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters thereof but I do own Dante Finch. I created him for another story but just had to add a version of him to this story with our favorite boys.

Warning: Wincest , lots of PWP at times, sorry! Don't like please don't read. It gets really smutty so if this bothers you, please don't read it. I don't mean to offend anyone.

Plot: Dante has left Dean and Sam in charge while he goes with Bobby to his yard to finish training Clara's Pheonix powers. A monster makes the mistake of trying to use the bar as a hunting ground and none of the Hunters like the idea.

Here's hoping the thing gets some sense before…wait, evil isn't that smart, is it?

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The next day Dean and Sam went to open the bar and let the employees in. Sam helped the employees while Dean stocked the bar and got it ready for opening. He also got the opening paperwork set up and made sure labor was kept track of.

Sam headed out to take care of that day's work on the apartments. "Gabriel, could you help me with the maintenance today? These females keep coming up with stuff for me to fix and I swear they're breaking them on purpose! There's even guys doing it. Please help?"

Gabriel, being at loose ends with Clara gone, agreed to help. One woman had shoved a tooth brush down her kitchen sink and broke the garbage disposal which Sam told her he had to order her a new one and have it installed in a few days. In another, a guy had managed to get his underwear shoved down his bathroom sink's drain and Sam had to use tongs to remove them. Gabriel played interference to keep them from grabbing Sam's ass or worse. Sam then headed to the bar to help Dean and Gabriel came with, bored and wanting to help.

Sam went straight to Dean and pulled him into the office shutting the door behind him.

He wanted a moment alone with his husband.

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Sam pushed Dean into the wall and kissed him hard, relieved to spend time with him again. Dean wasn't arguing in the least. In fact, they had an hour until it opened, so they were free for a bit. "Gonna make it feel good, baby, all for you." Sam said softly into Dean's ear making him moan for more. Sam pulled curtains closed in the office and stripped them down. He kissed down Dean's body and then took him in his mouth sucking him hard and then pulled him down to floor, lubing up as they went, then he got on top and rode him hard and slow, circling his hips and rocking onto him, making him moan louder now, thank goodness the others were not around, with the bar ready early, he had given them a break and they wouldn't be back for an hour.

"Sammy, baby, so close!" Dean cried out, thrusting up deep as Sam reached back and thrust fingers into him now and he was arching and cumming hard into Sam, who was not even close to cumming yet, a ring holding him back. Sam was not even done with his lover yet, not even close. As Dean was cumming, he thrust into him and took him hard and deep, pushing him to even more pleasure than he was already feeling, Making Dean scream his name and arch gracefully for him, Sam's hand stroking him just as hard as he was fucking into him now, Dean's switches all flipped and he felt the tidal wave of multiple orgasms slam into him, and Sam worked him through all of them but the last one. On that one, Sam removed his ring and had his own multiple orgasms, pulling Dean along with them, too.

They lay on the floor of the office and panted, eyes still seeing spots and moaning softly from the intensity of their orgasms. Dean felt sore but satisfied but he was content with this because Sam was sore, too. Both of them too sated and spent to do anymore right now anyway.

"I love you, Dean." Sam said, rolling to his side to kiss Dean softly, making his lover look up at him and give him a playful look.

"What brought this on? Not that I'm complaining really, Sammy!" Dean asked and Sam smiled.

"I just missed you. I haven't seen you all day, and wanted you; we did skip our usual morning sex, you know." Sam reminded him.

Dean chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, I know. You get all wound up without your morning sex, baby. I almost forgot that part. We should do that more often, this was fun!"

"Don't even think of taking morning sex away!" Sam teased back, and promised, "I'll do this again anyway, with or without it, don't worry your gorgeous head about that." He kissed Dean softly again, "I can never get enough of you, Dean, I never could." Dean smiled and pulled him down for a kiss one more time then they got up and dressed again. "I'll help with the waiter thing tonight or I'll work the kitchen, it's up to you."

"I'd rather you work the floor, two waitresses called off." Dean admitted taking Sam's hand as they walked to unlock the front door to let the employees in now. They came in and they shut the door again, waiting for opening time. "I'll take the bar with Allen, you and Gabriel can help serve the drinks, if you would, until I get replacements called in."

"Fine with me." Sam said smiling, getting one more kiss in before Dean got too busy. "I love you, baby."

"I love you, too, Sam." Dean said, kissing him back then letting go to get behind the bar. Gabriel and Sam put on the waiter aprons and got their order pads and pens together, along with the rest of the employees. Allen unlocked the doors and people poured in, filling every seat now.

They got busy right away and stayed that way the rest of the night. Turns out, Lassiter's was the most popular pub in the city, they hadn't known that. That night they soaked in their sauna and relaxed, cuddling and massaging the kinks from each other's bodies, sighing happily eventually. They got out and dried but did not dress. They lightly made love and went to sleep immediately, tired from a night's hard work and waited for Dante to call, knowing he wouldn't be able to help himself.

They weren't wrong.

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"How'd it go?" Dante asked as Clara froze another car pile, Dante sighed as he put a flaming hand out and melted it instantly, telling Clara to try again. Clara groaned and tried again. "Busy, huh?"

"Hell, yeah! You neglected to mention this was the most popular bar in Paya, thanks for that." Dean said sarcastically, then chuckled. "Did $25,000 last night alone. Sam and Gabriel waited tables, Susan and Sarah called off again, third time now. Sick."

"Tell them they need doctor's notes next time or they're fired. If they call in again, tell them I need a note for each one before they can come back to work. Besides that, how'd it go?" Dante said and smiled as Dean chuckled.

"Got a shifter in town, killed someone two blocks away from here, guy wasn't even home when it happened, had a time card proving he was at work and video proving it, one of those places with continuous big brother surveillance cameras. Cops are stumped. We have a feeling he's using your bar as a hunting ground." Dean explained and groaned as Dante growled in rage. "Don't worry, if he is, he'll try to get in to it tonight, should we let him?"

"No! Just follow the fucker and kill him! No one uses my place as a hunting ground. Boy, the supernatural can be stupid fuckers! Kill his ass." Dante said and Dean nodded. "Gotcha." Dean agreed happily. "You take bouncer tonight, with Sam, he shows and you gank it right away. The light I installed will show his eyes, don't worry about that part." Dante instructed. "Call in Diana and Julie if they call in again. They volunteered last week for extra shifts so they'll do it. Schedule them for those shifts if the others call in one more time. Also, ask Allen to see if he's willing to take on two more days, I usually cover the weekend shifts as bartender. Can you cover it if he can't? Or Sam, you both are well trained for it."

"I'm sure we could, I'll ask Allen first, he has a family to take care of. He may need the money. Also, what about the body? What do we do about it?" Dean asked and Dante thought about that. "Put it in the secret freezer in the vault, I'll ash it later when I get back."

"And that will be?" Dean asked, trying to see how long he was going to be running the bar.

"Couple weeks, three at most." Dante said eying the newest ice sculpture and sighed, "Apparently she is having trouble with getting the ice part into shavings still." He shook his head and shot fire at it, melting it and motioning Clara over. "Take a break, Claire, have some lunch and try again in a few."

She smiled and hugged him, before heading in to the house, leaving Dante alone to talk privately on the phone now.

"You hide that body and don't let anyone see you do it either. I'll burn the body up later. Be careful, they heal fast so be sure you killed it, dissect it if you have to, just make sure. Oh, look at the special events book, I think there are a couple scheduled, Friday and Saturday, Allen is going to be the bartender, and have Diana, Julie, and a couple others wait the tables, and hostess. Events should take care of themselves really. Just give them to Harold, my business manager. He'll work on those, he likes that part." Dante instructed, "You just do the bar stuff, get Gabriel involved if he's not occupied with Heaven stuff, maybe your Angel Dad if he's available, too. He'd like the work, bouncer for him if he shows. Go through the apps and see who you like, do some interviews, and leave me your recommendations. I'll do the second interviews and get the hiring stuff done. I'd like you input on this. We're closed on Friday for that special event, so do the interviews then. Need four or five more waitresses and one bartender if possible. Make sure they're qualified, have Sam and you do the verifications. Thinking about hiring you on as assistant managers if this works out, you and Sam, if you're interested. I could use some good men to have my back with my business, too. Do good with this, Dean, and consider yourselves hired."

"Not to worry, Cuz, we won't let you down. I like your bar; it's my kind of gig." Dean chuckled, "Even if I promised to cut down on my drinking last night, Sam said I was drinking too much."

"Sounds like him." Dante agreed and thought Sam was right, Dean needed to cut down, he did drink too much at the odd times he did drink. Sam was a good influence on him, he was good for him. Dean was happier with Sam than he had ever been with anyone in their lives. Dante thought they made a cute couple, brothers or not. He also realize something else, "Don't you have an anniversary coming up soon?"

"Yeah, in a week. I'm going to take him out to dinner and take him shopping, at his favorite book store. Then maybe a romantic walk down the new canal they built, under the moonlight. He'd like that." Dean said smiling, already looking forward to the evening; Sammy was going to love it! "Got a gift for him, too. It's a leather bracelet with a charm against demons and angels on it. I even had Gabriel take it to Heaven and get it blessed for me. He's going to like it."

Leave it to Dean to go for Hunter and romantic at the same time and have Sam just be Hunter enough to love his overprotectiveness disguised as a gift. Go figure.

"Yeah, how about I have the dinner made for you at the bar and you guys can go from there? I could call Harold to do that part. He has a line on some good chefs you'd like." Dante wheedled, "It would be my gift to you guys, my anniversary gift to you both, please?" He smiled as Dean sighed in resignation. Dante knew he'd do it now.

"Fine, just let me have the final approval of the guy, okay? He can be a picky puss when it comes to food, trust me." Dean said and Dante had to agree, Sam was picky when it came to food but then again, so was Dean, whether he'd admit it or not. Sam had got the man to eat salad somehow, Dante suspected withholding of sex was involved or serious Sammy eyes, but either way, Dean managed to make it so he got extra dressing on it, which annoyed Sam to no end actually. Dean's salad usually consisted of dressing with a little bit of lettuce that happened to share the plate really, but still Sam said nothing, at least Dean was eating one, and that's what counted.

Dante shook his head at them. Sam got Dean to do what he wanted eventually, even as kids. He'd never really push the advantage this gave him over his husband; he loved him too much for that. Dean had the same advantage over Sam, too. Dean got Sam to do what he wanted eventually, too, but with more compromising. Sam could be a stubborn cuss when he dug in his heels, and no one knew it like Dean. He'd managed to get a radar over the years for things that made Sam do this heel thing and avoid them at all costs. It was a good strategy, and it kept those two on even footing over the years, that and lots of sex, yep, those Winchesters had both the skills and stamina that most men would sell their souls at crossroads for! And still never matched it, honestly.

They were also the most business savvy individuals he'd ever met, it was a natural skill developed through years of Hunting and working on their practical natures, as well as organizational skills. Hunters had to think on their feet and be organized, otherwise they didn't live overly long lives. Business ran on the same principles, not to mention both boys had a natural talent for business management, so smart and talented in business matters.

His business was safe in their hands, he was sure of it.

"Well, I better let you go, it's time for lunch. Call me if anything comes up." Dante said and Dean promised to do just that. They both hung up now and smiled at the same time.

Dean let Sam pull him along to work on the apartments, since the bar was already setup to open and they had some time to spare. Dean also took the time to call both Diana and Julie to cover the shifts for the two others and they were on their way now. Allen and his brother, Stan or something were covering the bar. Dean found the maintenance both annoying and boring.

One woman, a real grabby one, had light issues. She kept trying to 'help' Sam install the light for her, which Dean quickly vetoed by asking her to keep her hands off his husband, please and thank you! Another two tried it, too. Mostly light duties, cleaning out drains that looked like they had done it on purpose but were vague enough not to be able to prove it. These merely undressed the man with their eyes and he bit his tongue to keep from telling them to please at least leave the man's underwear on before stripping him naked in their minds right in front of him.

Some guys got in on the action and damn if they didn't get creative with their maintenance issues, mostly more underwear in drains and offers to show him how they were worn by them, which ended with Dean asking them to please stop making passes at his husband now. Sam blushed and gave him a look that said he definitely appreciated the man's intervention in the situation and he found it sexy when Dean got all possessive and jealous like this, for the most part. Dean knew Sam would show his appreciation later and looked forward to it.

Then they went back to the bar and took up their posts as greeters and bouncers, looking for the shifter to show himself. Most shifters killed one or two and then claimed that territory right after as their hunting grounds. If their hunches were right, this bar was the new territory to claim and the Hunters were not going to let that happen, no way in Hell!

Halfway through the evening, they saw it. The eyes flashed as the lights hit them. Damn it, the guy was here. He tried to get in and was stopped by the protective wards, Dean and Sam watched him, as he looked at them, eyes hard and deadly cold now, the shifter's angry and pissed. He walked away, heading down the alley, Sam and Dean followed him stealthily, keeping him in sight at all times. Soon he hit the sewers and they followed him the victim, a male of 20, they wondered who it had meant to kill as the poor guy and hoped to stop it, if he hadn't done it already.

As the thing touched the terrified young man, they pounced and were tossed like ragdolls for their troubles, not injured too seriously, mostly bruises and some scratches. Then they finally got close enough and stabbed the thing through the heart with their silver knives, making sure to kill it before stopping and then decapitating it afterward. They salted and burned the thing, then hid the body in a secret part of the tunnels. They'd get Dante to come down and burn it up later. Then they untied the unconscious man and helped him out of the sewers, pretending to have found him wandering the streets. He looked confused but went along with it. He didn't remember much, the thing had been good enough to keep him drugged the whole time. He wouldn't remember them killing it or even being in the sewers really. They were thankful for that much.

Then they went home and changed clothes, dealing with their minor injuries and calling Dante, letting him know the shifter was dead and where to find its body, adding they had already salted and burned it for him. Then they smiled sadly at not having time to make love right now but knew they would later, and headed back to the bar.

Hours later, they dumped the numbers they'd gotten and got the labor and paperwork done at Close, getting them into the computer and going home, locking up and setting the alarms, multiple ones their paranoid cousin made them promise to set every day and night for him. Damn that man was more paranoid than Bobby and that was saying something really. Bobby's version of careful was more like a rabbit digging multiple tunnels to the same burrow and putting bear traps at the entrances to keep things out, overkill was more his style really and Dante seemed to have inherited it.

They had to smile, they were the same way. Apparently Bobby had managed to teach them the same trait as he'd taught Dante. They smiled fondly as they thought of the man and chuckled, they loved that old coot! Their Dad for all these years, even while their Dad had been alive. They took a chance and called, finding him awake. They knew he kept late hours and had thought he might be awake.

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"Hey, Bobby. Just checking in." Dean said smiling.

"Heard you got the shifter, good work there." Bobby said chuckling, "Anyone hurt?" He meant them, he was being subtle.

"Nah, mostly bruises to soak out, a few scratches. He tossed us pretty good but we got him. The victim is fine, too. Home safe and sound, doesn't remember a thing, guess the shifter used drugs to keep him knocked out the whole time. He was still loopy when he got out of the sewers, so we told him we found him wandering the streets. He bought it, so we're safe on that one." Dean explained and smiled as Sam pointed to the phone, clearly wanting to speak to Bobby, too. "Hold on, Bobby, Sam wants to speak to you, too."

"Hi, Sam." Bobby said grinning. Sam was a good man, nothing like what Azazel had in mind when he'd done his thing to him in his nursery years ago. He was a good son, brother, and husband to Dean, too. They deserved to be happy.

"Hi, Bobby. We miss you." Sam said pointing at the bathroom with a pleading look. Dean smiled and went to run their bath. "You still coming up for pool with Dad and us next weekend, the offer still stands."

"Probably not, still training Claire here. She's still having trouble with her powers. Sorry." Bobby sighed as he heard the disappointment in Sam's voice now, he hated that part.

"Oh, okay." Sam said sadly, he'd wanted to speak with Bobby about helping with Dean's anniversary present, a new lighter with the Impala on it. "I just wanted your help with… something." He eyed the bathroom door to make sure Dean wasn't listening in. "I wanted your help with a gift for Dean, our anniversary is next week, you see."

"I can still help, what do you need?" Bobby asked wishing he was coming after all now.

"I need a lighter case, real silver. I know you have that stack of it there at the yard for emergencies. I also need Dante to use his power to use some silver to make a small Impala to weld into it for him." Sam explained, he knew Dante could control his powers to that tiny degree to create the exact image of the Impala and also weld it to the light itself for him. Bobby could make the case itself; he had the shaping and welding tools to mold it into the right shape, too. "I already have the lighter to go in it, I bought it last week." Sam sighed, "I'll never have it in time for our anniversary now." He sounded even more disappointed now, if that were possible.

"Sure you will, I'll bring it up myself as soon as we have it ready. We'll get started on it tomorrow morning, trust me, it will be ready for your anniversary. When is it?" Bobby had never figured out the date for it, he'd tried.

"Next Thursday." Sam said and Bobby ticked off the things they needed to get done to have it done in time for it and found it a daunting deadline, they'd be cutting it close but they could do it. "If you can't, just let me know, I'll understand." Translated, 'I'll be disappointed but hey I know you guys tried.' Yeah, Bobby was good with the Sam-speak, had to learn to be over the years, as well as being fluent in Dean-speak. It was a necessary skill when your sons were Sam and Dean Winchester, trust him on this one.

"No, we can have it by Wednesday, I'll have it there by that night, just put me up in Claire's place for night. I'll be fine." Bobby said and made up his mind to have it done by then or die trying. Dante would be glad to help, he was sure of it. He was already arranging their romantic dinner for them. He could help with the gift, too. Dean was going to love it, too! No throwing this one onto a bone pile. He'd like this one too much to lose it that way. He also made a mental note to include an inscription, something like 'Love from Your Sammy' or something. Dean would like that part more, a personal touch from Sam.

"Thanks, Bobby, I really appreciate this. I wouldn't ask but no place around here has the capabilities to do it for me, I know you're busy as hell there." Sam added and smiled in relief now, he would have the gift in time. He hoped Dean would like it. "Love you, Bobby, we both do. Miss you lots. We'll have to visit you soon as this training thing is done."

"I'd like that." Bobby said and meant it, he missed those boys coming around like they used to. Now that they had settled there in Paya, New Mexico, he never saw them anymore. Maybe he'd be able to move there someday to be closer to them, he missed them enough to consider it. "Miss you, too. Might move there someday, to be closer, you know?"

"We'd like that." Sam said softly, he missed the old man so much sometimes, it was weird not visiting him like they used to before moving here. He picked up a paper from nearby and began to look at the house listings for something to suit Bobby and his needs. "We'd help you find a place, help you buy it, too, Dante and us." He got quiet for a minute, just thinking, "We sure miss having you around more, Bobby."

"Me, too." Bobby said, "Love you both, too. You're my sons as sure as I raised you myself; miss you, too." His heart ached to see them more, maybe moving wouldn't be such a bad idea. He'd have to bring it up to Dante later.

Dean appeared in the bathroom doorway, naked and dripping, looking like a walking wet dream, beckoning him to come to him very seductively, "Sammy, come in here. Got something for you, you sexy thing you."

Sam grinned and said into the phone, "I gotta go, Dean wants me…well, he wants me to…well, crap, you know what he wants." Sam blushed and chuckled, "Call you later, Bobby."

"Or I'll call you." Bobby said chuckling now, too. "Don't let him keep you up all night." He knew this wasn't going to happen but he had to tease the boy. He sounded like he was blushing through the phone.

"I wouldn't say that. In fact, if he doesn't keep me up most of it, I'll be terribly disappointed." Sam said then laughed as Dean surprised him by sneaking up behind him and taking the phone from him, leering, "I'd never disappoint you that way, baby, gonna rock that god body of yours all night long. Gonna make him walk funny all day tomorrow, Bobby, so he has to go. I got other plans for that mouth besides talking on this phone talking to you, sorry." Dean said and Sam decided he didn't look sorry in the least, Bobby laughed as he thought he didn't sound very sorry either.

"Okay, too much information, you two put bunnies to shame, you know that?" Bobby teased, getting ready to hang up now.

"Oh, yeah, bunnies have nothing on me and my baby. " Dean said chuckling, "Love you, Bobby. We'll call again soon." He was already helping Sam out of his clothes as they were hanging up.

"Love you, too, son." Bobby said and smiled, "See you soon."

"See you soon." Dean said and hung up, noticing that Sam was finally naked now and Dean smiled softly, in awe of that body his lover had. "Damn you're so beautiful, baby!" Dean said reverently, touching him now, fingers trailing along his abs and arms, down to those long fingers and strong warm hands.

"So are you, Dean. Want you inside me soon." Sam said, getting hard at the thought of it now, so ready to be taken right then.

"That's the plan, Sammy." Dean said sexily and led Sam to the bathroom now, eyes roving his body and loving the view so much he was losing it for him already. "Love you, Sammy."

"Love you, too, Dean." Sam said seductively now, too.

Now they were in the bathroom and the games began. Sam looked forward to walking funny tomorrow, He was going to do his best to make sure he wasn't the only one though, Dean would be, too; If Sam had his way, which he was sure he would. Dean just needed some hard persuasion in the right places, yeah, that was the ticket.

"Oh, baby!" was gasped out as a body slammed into the wall and the boys began their nightly seduction of each other.

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As soon as the door shut, Dean slammed Sam into a wall roughly and immediately kissed down his body, taking him into his mouth, sucking him for all he was worth. His mouth, tongue, and hands worked him harder , desperately wanting to taste his lover right now. "Oh, baby!" Sam gasped and his head went back as he arched into that sucking mouth, "Wow, baby, gonna…fuck…what are you doing to me?...gonna cum…baby…gonna cum!"

Dean never stopped but his eyes glowed with heat as he watched Sam come all undone, and scream his name, body arching and thrusting deep into his throat, his long fingers forcing his lips to its base and cumming hard down his throat. Dean smiled around him as he drank every bit of it, moving up to work out any left in him, until he went limp in his hand. Then smiled as he came up and kissed his husband passionately, still tasting of his cum in his mouth. Sam moaned deeply at the taste of him there and got hard from it again.

"Damn, baby, that was…" Sam gasped out, still tingling from his orgasm, so intense Dean was still holding him up or he'd slip down the wall.

"Best blowjob you ever got?" Dean asked, knowing that was just what his lover was saying. He teased his ear, "Was I?" His hands went back to Sam's sexy ass, played along the crack there. His fingertips caressed his hole there, circling it, stroking the rim softly. He heard Sam whimper softly with lust and smiled wider. "Was I?"

"Yes, baby, that was most definitely the best blowjob I've ever had. Could let you suck me for the rest of my life and never want you to stop. Oooh, that feels good…" Sam sighed happily as Dean continued to caress his ass that way. "Fuck me…please, baby, fuck me?"

"No, but I will make love to you, roughly maybe. If you're a good boy." Dean whispered in his ear, pushing three fingers in at once and thrusting them in and out now, scissoring them lightly, the hole already opening for him willingly now.

"Yes, please!" Sam moaned for more now, his body trying to impale itself onto those fingers already.

They made their way to the tub, and Dean lay back, Sam used the soapy water to slide easily onto him, and they got their rhythm going, bodies thrusting onto and into each other. "Feel so good, Sammy, no one…feels so perfect around me…fuckso good, baby…ride me…yeah…oh, baby…cumming…so close!" Dean moaned out and then they gradually got harder and deeper, "Need you…Sammy…love….cum with me, baby…Sam…baby…Sammy!" Dean's already upthrusting and arching body now lifted both of them two feet of the floor of the tub, screaming his release and falling back with a hard thump.

They cuddled and kissed for a while, smiling happily and washing each other, taking their time to stroke and clean every inch of each other. Then Sam smiled wickedly and went on all fours, and leered. "We're not done yet, baby. Need more of you in me again, then…I'm going to do it to you, too. I'm so not going to be the only one sore and walking funny tomorrow." Sam said seductively and Dean got even harder now, thrusting in right then and taking him again. Going slow to pull them to edge of lust and desire, and over into the dark hole of their pleasure, where orgasms ruled them and they came over and over, fucking eventually in between bouts of making love.

For hours, Dean pleasured Sam and then Sam did the same for Dean, taking him back up to the heights of desire and pleasure, and love, most of all, love, that only Sam could take him. Soon they cuddled again and let the goosedown comforter wrap over them, lulling them to sleep. They kissed softly and smiled. "You kept your word, Sammy, so going to be walking funny tomorrow. You wore my ass out, you mean sexy assed man you." Dean said lovingly, "I love you, Sammy."

"Yeah, you wore me out, too, but I expect you do it again really soon, so don't think it won't be happening again. I like wearing your ass out this way, it feels nice really." Sam responded, sighing happily. "I love you, too, Dean. Don't know how I'd have turned out if you hadn't decided to love me this way, I was so lost without you, for so many years." Sam looked away, crying a little with happiness. "My life means nothing without you, Dean."

"I just got lucky you didn't run screaming when I told you I was in love with you. At 18, I half expected you to. I just had to tell you, even if it meant losing you forever; it was killing me not knowing if you felt the same way. I can't see a life without you in my arms this way either. Never leave me, Sammy, never again." Dean said, "I love you so much, too."

"Never leaving you, ever again. This is our happy ending, Dean, and I intend to keep it as long as I can with you, and the others, our family. I never want to lose you. It would kill me if I did again." Sam said kissing him one last time. "Goodnight, Dean, love you."

"Never losing me, always by your side now." Dean promised and smiled, "I love you, too, Sammy. Goodnight, baby boy." He spooned Sam closer to the front of his body now and sighed again. "I have my forever in my arms now, it's you, Sammy. You're my forever."

"You're my forever, too. Dean." Sam said pressing back into him more and sighing as well.

Now they slept happily and felt perfectly content.

Tomorrow they worked again and they found they liked it, honest work, not Hunting for once. They liked this, and looked forward to the assistant manager jobs. Dante really seemed intent on making them a more integral part of his life here and it felt nice to be wanted and needed, to be a family again.

They would make Dante proud. It meant a lot to him that they were doing this and they were not going to screw it up for them or him.

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Tuesday finally came. The bar was running smoothly and the boys were getting into a good groove there. Both Gabriel and Sam did the maintenance, sometimes having Dean help with the more difficult jobs, and just so Sam could spend time with him, the bar had been opening earlier lately and they had very little time together, so they made time for morning sex and just stealing moments here and there to just talk, kiss, and even just cuddle sometimes, mostly in the office as they went over paperwork. Sam helped Dean close the bar and did half of the paperwork so he could get home sooner. Then they made love or whatever it was they chose to do that night. Fucking was not off the menu, just not their preferred choice of activities if they could make love they could, but the rougher stuff was done, too. Some kinks and blood play were done, too. All in the spirit of love and lust for them together, of course.

Dean was in the bar, working out the anniversary details with Harold while Sam snuck out the back, to wait for Bobby. "Bobby, it's Sam. You coming?" Sam said anxiously.

"Yeah, ten minutes away. You out by the back?" Bobby asked, Sam sound panicked, so nervous. Anniversaries will do that to you. The best ones turned your knees to mush and your heart beat to a drum being beat too fast.

"You should come in and say Hi. Bobby, we have a surprise for you. Dante helped us get it for you." Sam said smiling, fingering the manila envelope in his jacket. Dante had purchased the property secretly two days ago and it was in Bobby's name. A new home if he wanted it. They hoped he would. It was a lot closer to them, However, with Ellen he may not want to.

"You didn't have to, Sam. This is your day, you and Dean's." Bobby was touched and wiped a tear away. Sometimes those boys were too thoughtful for their own good, he thought gruffly, loving them so much. His sons. His family.

"We wanted to." Sam said softly and smiled, making Bobby smile now, too.

"Okay, I see you now, parking in the garage, got guests for you." Bobby grinned at Dante and Clara now, chuckling at their expressions as they palmed their gifts for the boys, and Bobby eyed his on the seat next to him. They parked and got out, to be met by both boys now. They immediately hugged Bobby tight, and then did the same for Dante and Clara. "Missed you boys, too." He smiled widely and laughed. "Happy Anniversary, Boys."

"Thanks, Bobby. We set up a private party for later with you guys, after our dinner and stuff, if you'd like that kind of thing. We're doing some private celebrating for now but later. We'd like to celebrate with you guys, too." Dean said and they all nodded happily. Dante gave him a look and Dean looked at Sam, nodding. Sam approached Bobby, blushing. He pulled out the envelope and handed it to Bobby.

Bobby opened it and nearly fainted.

It was a deed to a property right outside of town, an abandoned Salvage yard. Full of space and just the way Bobby liked it, had its own private drive and gate, everything. Dante had already warded the place fully for him, had a construction crew and home builder already beginning building the house on it. All they were waiting for was Bobby to tell the builders how he wanted the house to look like.

He just had to accept the gift. He just had to! They wanted him to have it anyway, even if he never lived on it. It was his, no one else should have it. Bobby opened it and read the document, tearing up. He looked at them speechless while they grinned happily at him. He looked surprised and shocked at the same time.

"It's still yours, even if you never live on it. We want you to have it." Dante said, "We'd really like for you to consider moving here but if you don't want to, we understand. There's Ellen and them, well, they can come, too. We could find an apartment in the building for them, too. They can work at the bar, too. Ellen would be good for that job, Jo and Ash, too. Dean, we should have thought about that." He looked at Dean and they jumped at the sound of a familiar sultry voice from behind them, chuckling.

"Like we'd miss your anniversary." Ellen came up and hugged them. "Congratulations." She took the deed and read it, "You should take it, Bobby, it's our kind of place. Of course, I'd live there with you." She looked at Jo and Ash. "You all should take them up on the apartment offer; they're nice places." She looked at them and smiled, "We missed you boys, too."

"I'll think about it, okay?" Bobby said and they nodded.

"It's all we're asking." Dean said and hugged the man, "We'd love it if you'd consider it. We need you closer, Bobby. It's weird not being able spend time with you more now that we moved so far away from you. Please consider it, it's a salvage yard like you already own, so it should be perfect for you. We can get your stuff moved here, junk and all." He kissed his cheek, "We love you, Bobby. You'll like it here."

"Like I said, I'll consider it. I like the property though, might go take a look at it while I'm here." Bobby said and went toward the apartment building. The others followed and Dean tossed him the spare set of keys to their loft. "Make yourself comfortable; we'll be awhile."

The others headed to the apartment while Dante went with them to the bar. He talked briefly with Harold and went to the office, going through the paperwork and the computer stuff, smiling in approval. "We added a ladies night and a gentlemen's night, too. Nothing fancy, free entrance for each on their nights. Also a couple's night, a romantic things. We set up a dance floor over there. They seem to like it." Dean explained, Dante looked at the profit report and smiled, "We're making $15,000 more a week now, good thinking, cuz." He was impressed with their business ideas, they were good ideas.

Soon it was time for their anniversary to start. Dante waved bye and headed to their loft, too. Soon they piled into Bobby's car and the Cuda, heading out to check out the property. Which Bobby loved. It was three times the size of his own yard, had better wards, thanks to the boys and Dante's paranoid natures. He saw a three-story in his mind, and smiled. "I'll take it." He said looking at Dante and smiling. It was better than his old one. He could even use those crates and have them shipped by barge to here, move his more valuable stuff with him to the yard, most of the cars, tires, engine blocks and such; the dogs would come of course. A bigger house would be nice. Hmm…it already felt like home. He held Ellen to his side and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's beautiful and so much larger than yours. I think a bigger and nicer house would be nice, too." Ellen said, "Maybe a wedding?"

Bobby chuckled, "Marry you? Hmm…I'd have to consider that." He pretended to think about it. She poked him in the gut with her elbow. "Of course, a wedding would be in order."

"Yeah?" Ellen asked and Bobby nodded. "You got a deal then." She kissed his softly and hugged him tight, "Our new home, it's going to be so great. You'll just have to let the other Hunters know you moved, though, so they can find you if they need to, get them your new numbers."

"Nah, I can keep the old ones, the phone company will let me. Not a problem, really." Bobby said and they stared at it in silence for a while. It really was perfect for him, those guys knew him too well. "I love it, thank you, Dante." He teared up a little but quickly squelched it but still smiled proudly.

Then they headed back to the loft where they set up the party and put the gifts on a table. They got some drinks at the little bar there and Gabriel joined them shortly after, and John soon after, he had been meaning to get there earlier but his boys had needed him, and he had to say goodbye to Bobby, such a sexy old man, mmm.

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They had a dinner of pheasant and salad with chocolate pie for dessert. Candles lit the room and soft metal music flowed from the speakers. They ate and talked, kissed and touched, even managing a slow dance or two which, while chick flicky, felt really nice to do. Then they went shopping, letting Sam buy as many books as he wanted, taking him to the movie of his choice, and a nice romantic walk together, holding hands and kissing along the canal, sitting beside the water and relaxing while they admired the view.

"Dean." Sam said kissing on his neck now, nipping by his ear. "I've never made love by a canal before." Dean moaned softly at that thought. "We could get caught, indecent exposure." Sam brushed a hand over his hard groin now. "Don't want to wait, want you now, baby." Dean growled and looked at Sam now.

"You're going to get me arrested." He smiled anyway and pulled Sam up into a copse of trees, a very dense group of them. Sam hurriedly undid his pants, working them off him, and pulled his own off, working his shirt off too, then Dean's. He pushed Dean to the ground and lubed him up, working his own ass open with lube as well. "Fuck, Sammy!" Dean gasped as Sam sheathed himself onto him now, moving slow, taking his time to lean over and kiss his lover, then work down his neck and body, driving him insane with desire now, making him thrust up into Sam faster now, deeper.

Soon they were going at it and Dean flipped them, taking his lover even higher in their desire for each other, cumming together and crying out each other's names as softly as they could manage. Then they got up, cleaned each other off, and redressed, then kissed passionately for a few minutes before heading back to their bench to watch the water again. Dean looked at Sam and smiled, "Such a sexy man I married."

Sam blushed and grinned, "Yeah, I did, too."

"A bit kinky though. He made me have sex in a public place, almost got arrested." Dean teased and Sam gave him a leer in return for his trouble, a leer that promised so much that Dean tempted to pull him into the trees again and make love to him again and again until he was spent, just the way Sam wanted him to.

So Dean did, for two hours. After their two hours of public sex, they smiled smugly and headed home, taking their time walking along the water and kissing some more, although this time the kisses were softer and gentler now. Hand in hand, they walked back to their car and headed home, cuddling in the driver's side, Dean holding Sam close his side, just the way they liked it.

"Love you, Sammy, Happy anniversary, Baby." Dean said, kissing him by the car before heading to the loft.

"Love you, too, Dean. Happy Anniversary." Sam said, handing him his gift. Dean opened it and teared up a little, "Oh, Sammy…" He said softly, examining it, stroking the little Impala on the front and reading the inscription, 'Love Your Sammy Forever'. "I love it." He pulled the man closer and kissed him harder now, pouring all his love into that kiss, all his appreciation for the man in one kiss. Then he handed Sam his gift.

Sam opened it and smiled softly, caressing the charm and smiling happily, tearing up as well. "Dean…" He looked up at his lover and smiled, "It's beautiful, you carved this yourself?" He noticed the work, Dean had a distinct style to his way of cutting wards in.

"Yes, I used my knife, took forever but I got it right. It's pure silver." Dean said proudly, "Do you like it?"

"I love it, Baby. I adore it, thank you! The sex was a good gift, too, by the way. Made me see stars, baby!" Sam said enthusiastically and Dean grinned even prouder now, if that was possible.

"I aim to please." Dean said and Sam gave him an appreciative look. "Yeah, you do. And you are very very pleasing, trust me!" He touched Dean's jaw, running it along with a fingertip, and kissing him softly, "All mine."

"You're all mine, too." Dean said doing the same to Sam now, kissing him back.

They kissed for a few more minutes now. Kissing each other was their favorite thing after all. "I could die happy just kissing you, baby. Never want to stop kissing you, so addictive kissing that sexy mouth of yours." Dean admitted, kissing him some more.

"I know what you mean, I could kiss you forever and never stop." Sam said smiling happily, kissing him some more to prove his point. "Love you so much, Dean."

"Love you, too, Sammy." Dean said and they finally were able to stop kissing long enough to breathe and smile at each other. They took each other's hands and headed to their loft, where their family and friends were waiting, probably impatient already. The boys just smiled and got in the elevator, heading up. Let them wait. This was their day, they had earned this, him and his beautiful Sammy. Knowing Sam felt the same about him. His gorgeous Dean.

They exited the elevator and were immediately hugged by them all in turns, congratulating them and good naturedly complaining they made them wait too long, and had to learn to tell time. They all knew what had kept them and said nothing more, they didn't need any details.

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Dean drank soda and they joked around, they opened the gifts and smiled. Bobby got them a lock pick set apiece. The others got them weapons for the most part, although Ellen and Jo got them stuff for the bar and the house.

Bobby told them about his decision to move to the property when the house was built and decorated by him and Ellen, with the help of an interior decorator of his choice. Dante and Bobby, and the boys would do the wards on the house together. Jo and Ash would take an apartment in their building. Ellen would help at the bar and Jo could do whatever she chose, the bar or Hunting, or both like the others did.

John showed up with anniversary rings for them, with real diamonds in them. He'd also explained his new relationship with his Bobby and about the boys now. They were happy he had found someone to love. Although Bobby found it hard to believe but figured it must be the truth, John wouldn't lie about a thing like that.

They all went out for dinner, stayed the night, and left the next morning. Well, Bobby and the Pheonixes did with Ellen. Jo and Ash took their new apartments and set out shopping to find furniture for them.

Dean and Sam ran the bar and took Friday and Saturday off, for the special events, which Allen and the others were handling. The boys worked maintenance for the apartment and still did the managerial stuff for the special events, mostly getting the paperwork and stuff in the computer, balancing payroll and labor, that kind of thing. They also did interviews to replace the waitresses they had to let go and for another bartender as well. They also found some good prospects for the four or five waitresses that Dante said he needed, including Jo, who surprisingly applied as well. They still had to talk to Dante about it but they were sure they wanted to hire her and soon, like now.

Business was booming and they were short on help, even with Gabriel and Sam working bar, and Ash and Jo helping out the waitresses and waiters. They were sure Dante wouldn't mind them helping, they were family after all.

Business was good and, in a few months, Bobby would be living closer to them again, and there was his wedding to do, they were looking forward to that, too.

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Next chapter, Jo and Ash get settled, boys run the bar, person is trying to find Dante and they have to wonder why. Who is this guy anyway? Why does this guy give them a bad feeling?

Dante and Claire still train at Bobbys. Building begins on the house and they keep an eye on that sometimes. Bobby begins shipping his cars and stuff to the property and they get it put in place for him.