Chase you Down
Mythical Creature/Human
Summary: Dean had been alone for many years, would his fate change this spring season?
Authors Note: yay! Dragons! I really just wanted to write dragons….sorry. again prompts and requests are welcome kinda like this verse but not sure what an overall plot driven story could look like.

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Dean had watched as his brother Sam mated many cycles ago, his parents moving south to make a nest that would require less movement as they aged. He had been alone for many years and it was starting to fray on his nerves. That had been when he had stumbled onto Ellen Harvelle and her family; they took him in, sheltered and helped him heal, but it wasn't the same. He saw couples find one another and mate and start a family, he could only look on. He watched as the new family he found started to drift.

Jo, Ash, Bella, Andy, all of them finding their mates, Ellen and Bill and Dean left in the house and he feels like he is crowding even if they both protested when he moved out. He moves into a motel claiming it would be short term and it was, he stayed another month before telling the new family he was going to go on a road trip. Protests and offers to join him from his family and friends, their new mates joining in and hoping Dean would stay but he knows that it isn't something he could do.

He hit the road and spent half the time flying and the other half driving, spreading his wings for the first time in years and being able to enjoy the freedom that it offered to him. He never found his mate, now he wasn't really looking all that hard but it saw what was in front of him. There had been people that came and went over the years and he went to visit all of his family, Sam and Jessica were cute and living in college trying to be real humans, as if they could play act their entire life.

He couldn't dream of being tied and caged forever, he sighed as he banked to the left and scanned the area. He had started taking up hunting for a lack of anything else to do. They had lived many years and he knew he had hundreds left to go and he would need hobbies so when young things got out of hand he put them in their place.

He helped to keep their kind hidden, over the years he had met other creatures and demons but nothing sparked a warm feeling in him. At times he wondered if he was broken, something that had come out wrong and would never find its happy ending. Perhaps he would forever be a guardian to his kind. Protecting them for lack of anything else to do. It was a depressing thought but one that he took to heart. Years later when war was inches away from creation Dean managed to pull them back, the help of his family and friends they talked and twisted and managed to control the other dragons into preventing war rather than racing it to it.

It was two years after that before Dean would finally meet his true mate, he had settled down, at least as close as he would get to settling down in a town between Sam and the Harvelle's hometown. It was nice to have a place to call his own, a small office that he played with elements and materials to create a wide range of supplies for supernatural creatures.

Dean was almost a hundred when he finally met his mate, he had heard the rumours. Whispers and lies that Angels were walking among them again. He knew his mother told tales of the Angels that walked during her early years, before she ran into John and fell in love. They had been partners and helped in the fight with the demons, protected them from human's eyes. Mary didn't speak of what happened to them, just that they disappeared.

So when Dean heard a knock on his office door he didn't think about what would happen when he offered a greeting and the door opened. The brightest glow from a human form greeted him then the wings, oh the wings. They were breath-taking, made of light and sound and matter itself, they moved in and out, while shifting side to side and up and down. All at once it was jaw dropping to watch and when Dean came back to reality and realized that he was staring with his mouth wide open he snapped his jaw shut.

"Hello, How can I help you?"

"Hello, I am looking for someone." Dean relaxed slightly when there was no comment about his staring and he dared to look up again this time his breath being taken away from him, his heart racing as he took in the Angel in front of him. He now knew why when he had asked so many others to tell him what it felt like when they first saw their mated, they had been unable to give him any real words. There were none he looked at the other man if an Angel could be that just like a dragon. Humans did ever enjoy their pro-nouns; living in their world required to adjust.

"Hope I can help," Dean offered remaining in his seat for the moment as the other man moved to claim the seat across from him, the door closed behind him and Dean shifted slightly wanting to reveal his wings also but there wasn't the space, his didn't shift in and out of space.

"I believe you can, I am looking for a special someone. I have waited a very long time to meet this person, and I hope that perhaps we can speak about our future."

"And why would you want to do all that?"

"May I tell you a tale and then the name of the person I seek."

"I have time, hoping I will be able to help you out some how."

"I am sure you will, now please. This story begins many years ago, over a hundred years ago there was a young dragon, she was born of the wild and yet walked tame among those that would kill her. She was praised and loved by all and helped where she could, she was blessed and soon had a family, but you see more was happening than what was seen. Born to this woman was two powerful dragons, these dragons would walk further into the mortal realm.

They would bridge the worlds and bring forth a new way of life, it was said that this would happen when the eldest found his true mate. For you see his mate had been torn from him, for on his birth all of his kind had been pulled home knowing that it would bring the end of their rule to an end and this could not happen. It was too many years later when the Angels would finally stand up to those in control and make their way back to the mortal realm, seeking out the eldest in the hopes of seeing fate sealed."

Dean didn't know what to say, that was one hell of a tale and one he didn't know what to do about, licking his lips he blinked a few more times before asking the only thing he could really ask at this moment. "What is the name?"

"Dean."

"What's your name?"

"Castiel."

"Right," Dean clicks his tongue and holds his hand out to his future mate. "Nice to meet you Cass, I'm Dean."

FINI