Dean walked out of Cain's house slowly. He now felt a heavy burden resting upon his shoulders, along with new questions he was afraid would never get answered. As soon as he came back out into the sun, Meg came up to him. There was a small group of people now gathered outside. He recognized them immediately as his pack.

"He's gone, isn't he?" Meg asked in a low voice.

"Yeah…"

"I'm not surprised. He said he had a feeling."

Dean touched Meg's arm.

"You gonna be okay?"

"Of course I am. But what about you? Are you going to claim leadership?"

"I don't know."

Before Dean could speak anymore, Rowena, one of Cain's mates, busted through the small group and got into his face. She was carrying a large basket that was gently placed on the floor. Her long hair was done up in a bun atop her head.

"Is it true?" she asked, her voice just as singsongy as ever. "Is he…dead?"

"Sorry."

"Ohh, aah! But then, Dean, are you…?"

Dean grimaced.

"I don't know," he said yet again.

Rowena tugged on his arm.

"Oh, please, Dean. Please be our grand alpha. Please take us. We need someone…we're nothing without Cain…"

Abaddon came through the group now. Her eggs had hatched, apparently, since she held two tiny babies. Dean looked down and realized that the other two were inside Rowena's basket, sleeping peacefully. Abaddon looked flustered and a great hot mess. Dean felt bad.

"I, I don't know. Sorry!"

Dean stuttered at he stepped away from the growing chaos. He found Cas, who was talking to a very pregnant Charlie, and took him aside.

"What's going on?" asked Cas. "I need to talk to you."

"They want me to be the leader."

"Isn't that what you're supposed to do?"

Dean let out a stiff breath of air.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do! Am I king or leader or what? I don't fucking know! I just want to be your mate. That's it. I never asked for any of this other shit. Cain says I'm supposed to go find Azazel but I just want to stay here."

Cas took Dean's hand within both of his. His eyes sparkled and he made a small smile. The arid plains that their new town had been built upon contrasted beautiful with his blue orbs.

"Dean, it's okay," he said rather calmly. "Charlie and I have been talking and we realized something. You aren't king. You aren't Winchester lineage."

Dean's face turned white.

"Wha?"

"They said that the Winchesters only have one egg, right? Well, how many eggs did your last mate have?"

"That's right…she had three. She had three! Three little purple ones. There's…damn, okay, you're right."

"And Sam, the hunter in the forest, he had three, too. There's no way, then. There must be some confusion."

Dean chuckled softly. He could feel the pressure melting away. But then he remembered what Cain said.

"Hold on," he said. "Cain told me he knew my mother. He knew her name. He knew she was the queen…and he wants me to finish their business. If I'm not their lineage, then why would Cain say that? How would he even know?"

Cas frowned now and he shrugged weakly. Charlie, who had been silent this whole time, decided to put her opinion into it.

"Maybe Mary really did come, but her children died?" She suggested. "Is it possible that Cain lied because he wants Azazel killed, and he trusts you to do it?"

"That doesn't make any sense," Dean argued. "If Cain wanted me to do something, he wouldn't have to lie about it."

The three sighed and stayed silent for a moment. Just when everything was starting to get sorted out, it knotted up again. Rowena and Abaddon then came back to make matters worse.

"Dean?" Abaddon asked. "Have you decided?"

Dean growled.

"I don't know, okay?! It's getting crazier and crazier and I'm not gonna make any quick decisions!"

"But," Rowena added flirtatiously, "Don't you want us?"

"No!"

Dean immediately grabbed Cas' arm.

"I only want Cas! He's my mate. My only mate. Damn! You people are too much."

He pulled Cas away in a hurry. Cas grumbled.

"Be careful, Dean," he warned. "They've just lost their mate. Remember how you felt?"

"Aah, you're right," Dean sighed. "Good point. But still…pressuring me like that isn't gonna win points. Damn it."

Cas put his hand on Dean's chest and tried to relax him as best as he could. He gave him a tiny kiss and then gestured to the egg.

"Remember the most important thing," he said. "Let's relax. Charlie showed me the house they've prepared for us."

"Awesome."

Dean and Cas found their cart and hauled it to where they were going to live now. It was a nice, small house with a door and windows and two rooms. The neighbors were townspeople who were not related to Dean's pack. They seemed to be a quiet, industrious people, though they greeted the couple when they moved their supplies within.

"This is perfect," Cas said as he built up a nest. He lit an oil burning lamp that sat on a table next to him. "Why don't you sleep some? Perhaps it will clear your head."

"Yeah, maybe."

"We've been travelling so much."

Cas placed their egg in a basket that was left for them and wrapped it in the fairy dress. He then rested upon the nest and gestured for Dean to join him. Before he did, there was a knock at the door.

"It's just me," Meg called out.

"Come on," said Dean.

"Are they hassling you?"

The alpha female stepped within their house and looked at how worn out Dean appeared.

"Yeah. But it's okay."

"Any idea what you're going to do?"

Dean sighed. He sat down in the nest.

"None," he admitted, touching Cas' hand. "I'm doubting if I'm royalty, now. If I'm not, why should I risk my life to kill this Lord Azazel? Seems dumb, right?"

"Do you really think Cain would have lied to you?" Meg asked.

"I don't, but what else can I believe? Cas is right, I have had three eggs before. It doesn't add up. Something is wrong here."

"Sorry."

Dean lay on his back and stared at the ceiling. He heard Meg walking closer, and then he sat up again and saw that she had her hand outstretched.

"Here," she said, offering him a small roll of herbs. "Maybe this will help? Just a little."

"Thanks."

"I'll see you later. Get me or Charlie if you're having problems, okay?"

"Sure. Thanks again."

Meg left and Dean turned to Cas with a weak smile.

"What is that?" the beta asked.

"Some love herb."

"OH…"

"Wanna smoke it? Maybe we can both feel better."

"Well," Cas mused, smirking, "I have been curious about it since you first mentioned it. It's not painful or dangerous, is it?"

"Cas, after you experience mating while high on this herb, you'll laugh at that question."

"Hmm. Okay, then. Let's try."

"There ya go!"

Dean leaned over to the oil lamp with the herb now between his lips and lit the tip. A stream of smoke whipped up from the end and he inhaled, coughing some since it had been so long. He sat up proper and took another long drag, then offered it to Cas.

"Here."

"What do I do?" Cas asked.

"Just suck on it gently."

"All right…"

The beta apprehensively took the roll and looked at it. A bright red ember sparkled on the end, sending out tendril after tendril of pale smoke.

"What does it taste like?"

"Grass, mostly," said Dean. "Dried leaves and some tea-But don't let it burn like that. Smoke, don't waste."

"Oh, right. Sorry."

Cas hesitated slightly as he put the herb to his mouth. He took a short inhale and suddenly felt his throat fill with a herby smoke. It made him cough. He choked a little.

"Eugh…"

"No good?"

"I'm not sure…it's…different."

He gave the love herb back to Dean, who took another big hit off of it. He leaned back in the nest with a big grin on his face and let the smoke pour through his nose.

"Mmm…been so long…I missed this shit. How do you feel?"

Cas noticed a gradual increase in blood flow to his lower areas. This made him somewhat lightheaded, but it felt good. He looked over to Dean and saw that there was a great big boner growing beneath his clothes.

"Ooh," Cas gasped. He, too, had some changes in his genitals. "Let me try it again."

Dean offered the smoke to Cas again and he attempted a second puff. This time, it didn't make him cough as much. He tried to savor the flavor. Dean brought the herb to his own mouth again and grinned at Cas while he inhaled.

"Good, eh?"

"Oh, Dean, it makes me feel funny…very funny."

"Funny like that?"

"Funny like…like this."

Cas suddenly toppled Dean and straddle him, then he began to kiss and kiss his lips. He paused for a moment to take the love herb again and inhale deeply. Dean's cock was so hard, maybe even bigger than normal, and Cas could grind his ass right against it. He was moistening up nicely.

"Good shit, right?" Dean asked, his cheeks flushing red.

"Good shit," Cas agreed. His eyes narrowed lustfully as he kept kissing his mate.

Since the herb burned quickly, it was soon done, but the high that accompanied it was just starting. They both undressed while their hot kisses increased, their heads spinning and minds preoccupied with only one thought.

"Let me show you something," Dean said. "Turn the other way."

"What, like, this?"

Cas flipped around so that his ass was facing Dean, who immediately took his cheeks in his hands and started licking his hole.

"GAAAH! By Chuck!"

Cas screamed out at Dean's touch. It was so dirty! So forbidden!

"DEAN!"

His hole was delightfully sweet and moist, giving the perfect plate for Dean to eat off of. His tongue teased and tickled the ring of muscle, lapping up his love juices hungrily. Cas' face was bright red. He held onto Dean's thighs. If he hadn't been so high, this would be humiliating. Back when he was with his herd, tasting genitals was strictly banned, but now that he was experiencing it he wondered why anybody had decided that. Dean's cock was shining at him and he thought it might be nice to return the favor.

"Shit," Dean cursed in a sharp gasp when Cas touched his tongue to his cock.

Precum dribbled out and Cas lapped it up. He had no idea how delicious these fluids were. He wanted more. He needed more. The high was beautiful and Dean's body was perfect. The pleasure was so deep and new, it touched him on a higher level. It felt like rainbows of light were radiating from his body and engulfing the entire room.

"Ohh, Deaaaan…"

Cas moaned deeply and rubbed his hips back towards Dean's face as he felt his climax overtake him. A squirt of juices hit Dean in the face and he just licked his lips and kept going. Normally, an orgasm was exhaust Cas, but with the love herb he felt he could have hundreds of them.

They sucked and slurped until they had both had two orgasms, then Dean decided it was time for the main course. He slip out from beneath Cas and mounted him from behind. Cas steadied himself on his hands and knees, eager for his mate's cock. Dean's arms wrapped around Cas' waist and he easily pushed himself inside.

"Dean!" Cas wailed. "Gaah, Deaaan!"

Those rainbows of light kept beaming, only stronger this time. They rippled from Cas' crotch and flooded his whole body. Dean's arms held him close and, it seemed, that perhaps Dean had light coming from him too that was touching Cas'.

"Aah, amazing," Dean grunted.

He humped Cas furiously, not unlike a dog on his bitch in heat. They moaned together, rubbing and grinding furiously. At one point, Dean yanked Cas up so that he was only standing on his knees, placing Dean's chest against the beta's back. Dean was able to run his hands all over him then.

"You're hard, too," Dean whispered, still humping.

His hands manipulated Cas' small cock, generally used only for waste fluids but the love herb had firmed it up. Cas blushed and whimpered when Dean touched it, but he soon let go and rubbed his palms up to his chest.

"I think you're gonna milk soon," the alpha said, running his fingers around Cas' slightly swollen nipples.

"The egg ought to hatch any day, right?"

"Mmm."

"It makes sense…"

"Yeah," Dean agreed. He slammed his hips into Cas a little harder now. "Ummmh…coming…"

A hot load filled Cas up and he, too, climaxed again. The session wasn't done yet, but after Dean had his fourth and final orgasm, he collapsed.

Gasping, elated, ecstatic and trembling with tantric pleasure, they fell down onto the nest and embraced.

"Goodness," Cas whispered. "That is an experience…"

"Told ya."

Dean yawned.

"Nap."

Cas nodded, stifling a yawn himself. He grabbed up their egg before they fell asleep. There was a little movement starting within the shell.