The Mark of the Beast Chapter 16
Chapter 15 http://cillab42.livejournal.com/53484.html
Once Sam recognized that wonderful smell, Bobby was knocking at the door. Sam loved the other man like a father, but there was no way that he was letting another Alpha near his mate so Sam rolled out of bed and walked to the door.
“What is it Bobby?” Sam growled at the older man.
“I…you need to take care of your mate, so I’m going to head into town for a couple of days, or a week until Dean’s heat is over.”
“Sam…Oh god, please!” Sam heard Dean moan and watched as the Omega threw off his covers and pushed his boxers down until they were caught on his foot. Dean struggled as he tried to kick the offending garment off, but stopped and let it hang from his foot as he gave into the lust coursing through his body. His hand reached down, wrapped around his dick, and began stroking it. This time it was Sam who moaned.
Turning from the door Sam sucked in his breathe at the sight before him. Sam watched, fascinated as Dean’s hand furiously worked his dick, his thumb collecting the precome at each swipe of the purple head. As much as Sam wanted to join Dean on the small bed, he was entranced at the show that was being played before him, making him weak in the knees when Dean bent his knees, exposing his leaking hole just before he took a finger and slipped it inside.
With the smell of Dean’s heat surrounding him, Sam had to press his hand on his cock to stave off coming in his pants. Sam inhaled deeply, loving the aromas Dean was emitting, and as he stood there watching, his inner Alpha wanted to come out and play. It was dying to bury himself in that tight ass and fuck that smell of innocence out of his Omega, and replace it with his scent of ownership.
The sleep pants and t-shirt that Sam wore to bed were irritating his suddenly sensitive skin and he itched to take them off. However, he held off because he didn’t want to miss a second of Dean pleasuring himself. When Dean adds another finger to his dripping hole, Sam was glad he didn’t because that was too beautiful to have missed.
“Sam,” Dean muttered repeatedly as he worked both his dick and his hole. “Need you.”
Damn it he needed Dean as well, but Sam noted that way his brother’s balls were drawing up that he was not going to last, that Dean was going to come soon and then he’d replace those fingers with his cock. Soon Dean’s hands slowed down then his movements stuttered before the Omega threw his head back and moaned Sam’s name before coming on his stomach and chest.
“So goddamned beautiful,” Sam murmured as he took in the sight.
Suddenly the Alpha was a flurry of movement, he disrobed, and he was on the bed with Dean. Lying beside Dean, Sam ran his hand through the pool of come that was cooling on Dean’s stomach. He then brought his fingers up to his mouth and tasted but he almost choked on the salty come when he heard Dean moan, “Alpha.”
Hearing Dean call him that went straight to his dick. The sound of his Omega acknowledging him as his made Sam become impossibly harder. Jess never made him feel like this, like strutting like the cock of the walk and letting everyone know that Dean was his, that even in the throes of his heat Dean’s inner Omega recognized who he was, and now he was going to stake his claim.
Sliding his large frame over Dean, Sam loved the feel of the body beneath him, loved that this wasn’t a child but a full-grown man. Just as Sam liked being able to lift and place the eleven-year old Dean where he wanted, he also loved the idea of being able to manhandle the adult Dean.
Sam plastered himself against Dean’s body until the fine sheen of sweat became glue and had their bodies stuck to one another from chest to groin. Demanding entrance without words, Dean spread his legs wider to accommodate the larger man. As Sam looked into Dean’s eyes, he could see that his eyes were still lust blown and he was operating on instinct, and his instinct allowed him to recognize his mate.
As he settled in to the space Dean made for him between his legs Sam gloried in the feel of Dean’s undulating hips lining their cocks together creating the sweetest friction that made Sam’s knot start to swell. Leaning in Sam kissed the already swollen lips before he peeled himself from Dean to line his cock against Deans glistening hole.
“Sam, please, I’ve waited long enough for you.” Dean moaned.
Sam pushed in slowly, fascinated at the sight of his large cock as it entered Dean. The natural slick produced by the Omega’s body made it easy for him to slide into that tight channel, and he shifted so that he could push forward and was shocked by the resistance he met. Dean was a virgin.
As angry as he’d been about the angel marking his mate, the fact that he got to have this twice, dissipated the anger a little.
No matter how gentle he was this was going to hurt, so Sam leaned forward and captured Dean’s mouth to swallow the painful moan as he pushed past the barrier until he was buried inside.
The moment he was past the barrier, he felt Dean tense beneath him. His instincts told him to move and God he wanted to, but his heart told him that he had to let Dean’s body adjust to the invasion.
“Relax baby, or this is going to be more painful,” Sam tried to ease Dean through the worst of the pain.
The tight wet heat of Dean’s body sent a fissure of pleasure down Sam’s spine straight to his cock causing his knot to swell.
“Dean. I need to move,” he practically begged as his hips moved forward of their own violation.
Not wanting to cause Dean any more pain than necessary, Sam bent Dean’s legs towards his chest and reached between them and wrapped his had around Dean’s dick and began to stoke his cock until the Omega began to moan in pleasure and not pain.
With each stroke of his hand, Sam felt the tenseness leave Dean’s body until he was lifting his hips to meet Sam’s thrusts.
Sam tried to be gentle, but the feel of his brother clenching around him made him feel wild, and his Alpha wanted to take over, to show his Omega that he was not in charge of this mating, and that he should submit to his Alpha’s will. He tried to fuck his mate into submission with long forceful thrusts until his knot tied them together only allowing for short strokes. Shortly before he felt Dean’s hot come spill warm and sticky on his fingers, Sam leaned forward and bit the sensitive skin behind Dean’s ear to complete their mating once again.
Dean’s body began to clench around Sam’s cock and the channel seemed to get tighter and tighter, as it milked and orgasm from Sam.
Sam’s not sure how long they were tied because they slept intermittently between bouts of Sam fucking him, keeping his knot swollen inside Dean. When he woke the next morning, Sam’s knot had deflated and he’d slipped free of Dean’s body. He thought that it would be the same as before, once they’d knotted, Dean’s heat would be over, but the sudden feel of Dean’s mouth on his cock told him differently.
As he fucked Dean the next day he knew that Bobby was going to be angry for being run out of his home, but it beat Sam trying to kill him for being near his mate while he was in heat.
Ruby had watched as the old hunter ran from his house as though the hounds of hell were chasing him. Dean! The fucking Omega was in heat and she could smell the stench of it even though the house was locked up tight. She wasn’t sure how he was able to do it since Dean already had a mate, but Sam was in there staking his claim, mating Dean. From where she stood, Ruby could smell the mixture of the two and she could smell in changing from two scents to one. The Omega’s scent did nothing for her, but the pheromones from Sam was making her wet, she wanted him so much.
As the scent changed, becoming richer and stronger and more like Sam than Dean, Ruby closed her eyes and let the scent wash over her until she could almost feel the Alpha moving inside her. Ruby was well aware that she was just a fuck to Sam, but right now knowing that Dean didn’t have his anti-possession tattoo any longer, she was so fucking tempted to find a way to possess him just so that she could experience the passion that Sam reserved for Dean. Dean was in heat and wouldn’t even be aware of it.
Her black eyes burned green with jealousy, because she was the one Sam had turned to while Dean was gone, hell, that was part of the reason she’d chosen this meat suit and Dean had to come along and ruin it. Sam had to leave sometime, so it would be so easy to slip inside and break Dean’s pretty little neck before Sam had even got into the Impala, let alone drive away. The only thing stopping her was Sam’s reaction and knowing that he would stop at nothing to end her. Well that and the fact that Bobby had his house warded against every evil known to man, and a few that weren’t. There was no way she was going to make contact with Sam tonight so she let the pheromones wash over her as she unzipped her jeans and let her finger find her clit.
She caught up with Sam a week later. He was on a food run and looked so happy that she wanted to punch him and wipe that stupid smile off his face. She had to find a way to get him back on track soon or Lilith would have her taking Dean’s place on Alistair’s rack to remind her why she’d been given the job to turn Sam and there would be no one to save her. If the rumors were true about who saved Dean, she and Lilith might have to restructure their plan with Sam. There had to be away to get rid of Dean, short of killing him because she needed Sam to turn to her. Right now, there were French fries to be had and they would help her concentrate on finding a way to separate Sam and Dean.
When you feel this good, everything looks better. Even though he knew that the world was a shitty place, for a moment it was a wonderful place to be, because he’d finally claimed Dean. It seemed that the sun shined brighter, the grass was cleaner and…Ruby. Fuck. They had stopped in this town because Dean needed to get his tattoo, because they’d been so busy fucking, that it hadn’t been high on their list of priorities as it should have been. Sam was getting dinner and he’d found this little place that boasted fantastic hamburgers and a certificate that swore that they made the best pies in the country and he wanted to surprise Dean with a whole apple pie and let him determine if this was true, but when he saw her walk in he’d forgotten it.
“Ruby,” he greeted her warily.
“Sam,” she returned the greeting as she walked up to him, “So Dean comes back and you forget our mission that Lilith is out there ready to unleash hell on the world, but you let that slip by the wayside while you fuck Dean.”
Sam furrowed his brows as he stared at the demon. He appreciated everything that she’d done for him while Dean was…dead, but surely she didn’t think that he wasn’t going to reunite with his brother. His mate, now that he was alive.
“No, I haven’t forgotten, but there are some things that we need to figure out and if that means putting you and Lilith on the back burner, then you and Lilith are on the fucking backburner!” Sam spat. “There were things we had to take care of and the first one was getting Dean acclimated and research how he got out.”
“More like acclimated to your dick. Look Sam I get it I do, Dean returned from the pit - is it true that an angel rescued him?” she asked.
“Yeah it’s true.”
“See you later then.” she said as she turned to go, but Sam grabbed her arm and stopped her.
“Wait, first you bust my balls about spending time with Dean, and now you rush off, what the hell, Ruby?”
“Look Sam, it’s simple, they’re angels and I’m a demon. They smite first and ask questions later so I need to not be around until we can figure out what’s happening.” Before Sam could stop her a second time, Ruby turned and disappeared.
Sam and Dean spent the next couple of months on the road and being mates changed their dynamics, whereas even though he was an Omega, it never bothered Dean to take the initiative, or to find hunts. From the moment that Dean returned from hell, Sam noticed that his mate often deferred to him and he knew that even though Dean would never admit it, it had to be eating away at what was left of Dean’s soul.
Most Omegas wouldn’t have a problem deferring to their Alphas, but Dean had never been treated the same as most Omegas and it was hard for him to let Sam take the lead. It was easier and harder, because as the Alpha in the relationship, Sam felt it was his duty to protect his Omega, while Dean felt that he’d been protecting himself since he was four years old and didn’t need to hide behind his little brother even if Sam was now his Alpha.
Not only was Sam dealing with Dean, but he was also keeping secrets as he was meeting with Ruby so that they could work together to destroy Lilith. Once he’d dispatched of the demon, then Dean would see that Sam and Ruby had their best interests at heart. At first, he thought that he was going to have a hard time with Ruby because of their relationship when Dean was gone, but she didn’t protest when she learned that it was Dean he’d chosen as a mate. No, his problem was with Dean. As his Alpha, Sam should have been able to tell Dean that they were working with Ruby and he didn’t have a say in Sam’s decision, but this was Dean and if he wanted to he could kick Sam’s ass. So they snuck around. What Sam hadn’t counted on was that goddamned pesky angel spilling his secrets.
He and Dean dispatched several supernatural things before Castiel spilled the beans. When the witnesses rose and began to kill hunters, Sam already knew about the seals but there was no way he could tell them that Ruby had already clued him in. Bobby would have called him a fucking idjit while Dean would have made it his life’s work to kill Ruby.
While he and Ruby were pulling demons from bodies and getting one step closer to finding Lilith, Castiel sent Dean back in time to meet their mom and their dad. He wished that he could have taken that trip to see his dad before the man became the heartless hunter who raised them. For a while everything was seething under the surface and Sam was happy with that, hoping that it would stay there until Lilith was gone, but it all came to a head when the backstabbing angel told Dean where he was and who he was with. It really didn’t help things when Dean confronted Ruby and it seemed that he was siding with her and not Dean. Didn’t his mate trust him? If dad had made this decision, Dean would have fallen in line no questions asked, but he challenged his mate.
Sam had thought that having an angel on your shoulder or in your pocket or wherever, was a good thing, but this angel had threatened him with death and Sam knew that if it wasn’t for Dean, he’d follow through without an ounce of regret. Did he want him out of the way in order to have Dean to himself?
He could feel that Dean didn’t trust him, but he trusted an angel he’d only known for a short time. They had hunts in Pennsylvania, Colorado, and a few in between and Sam could feel Dean watching his every move as though he was waiting for him to fuck up.
Even though they were walking on eggshells around each other, they still managed to do their job and had gone for a while without a major blow up until Ruby showed up in the dive where they were they were hustling pool and dropped another fucking angel in their laps. He could see the hate and mistrust in Dean’s eyes, but Ruby had never lied to him or given him false information before, and he felt that they needed to follow up on this.
“You know this-our working together can’t work if you don’t trust me,” Sam finally told Dean. He was tired of constantly being judged and always found lacking.
“Can I Sam?” Dean asked. “You’re so under the influence of that bitch that I don’t know if it’s you or if it’s her talking.”
“Enough Dean!” Sam shouted. He felt anger sizzle through his bloodstream along with the blood that he’d ingested from Ruby earlier that evening. “I’m your Alpha and what I say goes. Ruby is helping us and you lay doubt to that because of an angel who gets all of your trust.”
Dean stared at Sam, his face registered the shock that he felt at the words that Sam just delivered. It seemed to Dean that he’d waited his entire life to be claimed by Sam, to be his mate and call him his Alpha, but right now, he hated the sound of Sam calling him that after pulling the Alpha card.
He hated Sam for that and for a whisper of a second, he thought about asking Sam to break his bond, to turn his mark black. Sporting a black mark meant that it would be hard for his to find another mate, but as much as he hated Sam right now, he knew that he wouldn’t want another mate, but he wasn’t so sure about Sam, after all he had Ruby.
He couldn’t understand why Sam trusted her so much, how he could see so much good behind that evil little smirk that she called a smile. He had been gone for four months and in that short period of time Ruby somehow had managed to worm her way into Sam’s good graces as though it had been the forty years he’d experienced in hell.
“No Sam, you were the one who had all of my trust but now Cas is the front runner.” Dean told him before he turned and walked out of the room to find the nearest bar.
Dean wished he could cry, just let the tears wash away all the hurt and disappointment that he was feeling towards Sam, but the damned things wouldn’t fall. It was almost as if his body was telling him that Sam wasn’t worth it, but he was. Every night as he lay beside his mate, when Sam subconsciously held him tight as he slept, he felt safe and grounded. The action helped ease both of their frayed nerves, Sam held on to keep Dean from leaving him again, and for Dean it kept the nightmares at bay.
A single touch from Sam drove away the images of the souls that he’d flayed while Alistair watched. If Ruby got Sam, who was going to soothe him and keep him sane? He’d just have to find a way to make Sam see Ruby for what she was, an evil conniving bitch.
The alcohol wasn’t working. He’d hoped it would have helped him get relief from the pain he was feeling but all he was getting was drunk. About an hour after his arrival, he threw some bills on the bar and left, he was going to give Sam a chance to explain.
“We need to talk,” he told Sam the minute he entered the motel room. “I need you to be honest with me about Ruby. I need to know why you trust her so much.”
Dean listened as Sam told him how Ruby saved his life not once but twice; once from demons and secondly from his foolish attempt of suicide by Lilith. As he listened to how the hell bitch became such an integral part of Sam’s life, he knew he had to thank her from not letting Sammy die.
“Sam, are you…are you still sleeping with her?” Dean asked even though he was terrified of what the answer would be.
“No! Dean, no,” Sam exclaimed. “She was there when I needed to feel something, to feel alive. I know you hate her, and more so for that, but she was never a replacement, just a stop gap.”
Dean nodded his head telling Sam that he understood, “I can’t promise that she and I will become BFF’s, but I’ll try. I can’t give you more than that.”
“That’s good enough.”
Dean knew that Sam wanted to help the angel because he thought that it would be a way to get back into Cas’ good graces but in the end it all blew up in their faces because Ruby was involved because the innocent girl they were trying to help bought his nightmares to life. Alistair was topside.
Chapter 17 http://cillab42.livejournal.com/53786.html
Once Sam recognized that wonderful smell, Bobby was knocking at the door. Sam loved the other man like a father, but there was no way that he was letting another Alpha near his mate so Sam rolled out of bed and walked to the door.
“What is it Bobby?” Sam growled at the older man.
“I…you need to take care of your mate, so I’m going to head into town for a couple of days, or a week until Dean’s heat is over.”
“Sam…Oh god, please!” Sam heard Dean moan and watched as the Omega threw off his covers and pushed his boxers down until they were caught on his foot. Dean struggled as he tried to kick the offending garment off, but stopped and let it hang from his foot as he gave into the lust coursing through his body. His hand reached down, wrapped around his dick, and began stroking it. This time it was Sam who moaned.
Turning from the door Sam sucked in his breathe at the sight before him. Sam watched, fascinated as Dean’s hand furiously worked his dick, his thumb collecting the precome at each swipe of the purple head. As much as Sam wanted to join Dean on the small bed, he was entranced at the show that was being played before him, making him weak in the knees when Dean bent his knees, exposing his leaking hole just before he took a finger and slipped it inside.
With the smell of Dean’s heat surrounding him, Sam had to press his hand on his cock to stave off coming in his pants. Sam inhaled deeply, loving the aromas Dean was emitting, and as he stood there watching, his inner Alpha wanted to come out and play. It was dying to bury himself in that tight ass and fuck that smell of innocence out of his Omega, and replace it with his scent of ownership.
The sleep pants and t-shirt that Sam wore to bed were irritating his suddenly sensitive skin and he itched to take them off. However, he held off because he didn’t want to miss a second of Dean pleasuring himself. When Dean adds another finger to his dripping hole, Sam was glad he didn’t because that was too beautiful to have missed.
“Sam,” Dean muttered repeatedly as he worked both his dick and his hole. “Need you.”
Damn it he needed Dean as well, but Sam noted that way his brother’s balls were drawing up that he was not going to last, that Dean was going to come soon and then he’d replace those fingers with his cock. Soon Dean’s hands slowed down then his movements stuttered before the Omega threw his head back and moaned Sam’s name before coming on his stomach and chest.
“So goddamned beautiful,” Sam murmured as he took in the sight.
Suddenly the Alpha was a flurry of movement, he disrobed, and he was on the bed with Dean. Lying beside Dean, Sam ran his hand through the pool of come that was cooling on Dean’s stomach. He then brought his fingers up to his mouth and tasted but he almost choked on the salty come when he heard Dean moan, “Alpha.”
Hearing Dean call him that went straight to his dick. The sound of his Omega acknowledging him as his made Sam become impossibly harder. Jess never made him feel like this, like strutting like the cock of the walk and letting everyone know that Dean was his, that even in the throes of his heat Dean’s inner Omega recognized who he was, and now he was going to stake his claim.
Sliding his large frame over Dean, Sam loved the feel of the body beneath him, loved that this wasn’t a child but a full-grown man. Just as Sam liked being able to lift and place the eleven-year old Dean where he wanted, he also loved the idea of being able to manhandle the adult Dean.
Sam plastered himself against Dean’s body until the fine sheen of sweat became glue and had their bodies stuck to one another from chest to groin. Demanding entrance without words, Dean spread his legs wider to accommodate the larger man. As Sam looked into Dean’s eyes, he could see that his eyes were still lust blown and he was operating on instinct, and his instinct allowed him to recognize his mate.
As he settled in to the space Dean made for him between his legs Sam gloried in the feel of Dean’s undulating hips lining their cocks together creating the sweetest friction that made Sam’s knot start to swell. Leaning in Sam kissed the already swollen lips before he peeled himself from Dean to line his cock against Deans glistening hole.
“Sam, please, I’ve waited long enough for you.” Dean moaned.
Sam pushed in slowly, fascinated at the sight of his large cock as it entered Dean. The natural slick produced by the Omega’s body made it easy for him to slide into that tight channel, and he shifted so that he could push forward and was shocked by the resistance he met. Dean was a virgin.
As angry as he’d been about the angel marking his mate, the fact that he got to have this twice, dissipated the anger a little.
No matter how gentle he was this was going to hurt, so Sam leaned forward and captured Dean’s mouth to swallow the painful moan as he pushed past the barrier until he was buried inside.
The moment he was past the barrier, he felt Dean tense beneath him. His instincts told him to move and God he wanted to, but his heart told him that he had to let Dean’s body adjust to the invasion.
“Relax baby, or this is going to be more painful,” Sam tried to ease Dean through the worst of the pain.
The tight wet heat of Dean’s body sent a fissure of pleasure down Sam’s spine straight to his cock causing his knot to swell.
“Dean. I need to move,” he practically begged as his hips moved forward of their own violation.
Not wanting to cause Dean any more pain than necessary, Sam bent Dean’s legs towards his chest and reached between them and wrapped his had around Dean’s dick and began to stoke his cock until the Omega began to moan in pleasure and not pain.
With each stroke of his hand, Sam felt the tenseness leave Dean’s body until he was lifting his hips to meet Sam’s thrusts.
Sam tried to be gentle, but the feel of his brother clenching around him made him feel wild, and his Alpha wanted to take over, to show his Omega that he was not in charge of this mating, and that he should submit to his Alpha’s will. He tried to fuck his mate into submission with long forceful thrusts until his knot tied them together only allowing for short strokes. Shortly before he felt Dean’s hot come spill warm and sticky on his fingers, Sam leaned forward and bit the sensitive skin behind Dean’s ear to complete their mating once again.
Dean’s body began to clench around Sam’s cock and the channel seemed to get tighter and tighter, as it milked and orgasm from Sam.
Sam’s not sure how long they were tied because they slept intermittently between bouts of Sam fucking him, keeping his knot swollen inside Dean. When he woke the next morning, Sam’s knot had deflated and he’d slipped free of Dean’s body. He thought that it would be the same as before, once they’d knotted, Dean’s heat would be over, but the sudden feel of Dean’s mouth on his cock told him differently.
As he fucked Dean the next day he knew that Bobby was going to be angry for being run out of his home, but it beat Sam trying to kill him for being near his mate while he was in heat.
Ruby had watched as the old hunter ran from his house as though the hounds of hell were chasing him. Dean! The fucking Omega was in heat and she could smell the stench of it even though the house was locked up tight. She wasn’t sure how he was able to do it since Dean already had a mate, but Sam was in there staking his claim, mating Dean. From where she stood, Ruby could smell the mixture of the two and she could smell in changing from two scents to one. The Omega’s scent did nothing for her, but the pheromones from Sam was making her wet, she wanted him so much.
As the scent changed, becoming richer and stronger and more like Sam than Dean, Ruby closed her eyes and let the scent wash over her until she could almost feel the Alpha moving inside her. Ruby was well aware that she was just a fuck to Sam, but right now knowing that Dean didn’t have his anti-possession tattoo any longer, she was so fucking tempted to find a way to possess him just so that she could experience the passion that Sam reserved for Dean. Dean was in heat and wouldn’t even be aware of it.
Her black eyes burned green with jealousy, because she was the one Sam had turned to while Dean was gone, hell, that was part of the reason she’d chosen this meat suit and Dean had to come along and ruin it. Sam had to leave sometime, so it would be so easy to slip inside and break Dean’s pretty little neck before Sam had even got into the Impala, let alone drive away. The only thing stopping her was Sam’s reaction and knowing that he would stop at nothing to end her. Well that and the fact that Bobby had his house warded against every evil known to man, and a few that weren’t. There was no way she was going to make contact with Sam tonight so she let the pheromones wash over her as she unzipped her jeans and let her finger find her clit.
She caught up with Sam a week later. He was on a food run and looked so happy that she wanted to punch him and wipe that stupid smile off his face. She had to find a way to get him back on track soon or Lilith would have her taking Dean’s place on Alistair’s rack to remind her why she’d been given the job to turn Sam and there would be no one to save her. If the rumors were true about who saved Dean, she and Lilith might have to restructure their plan with Sam. There had to be away to get rid of Dean, short of killing him because she needed Sam to turn to her. Right now, there were French fries to be had and they would help her concentrate on finding a way to separate Sam and Dean.
When you feel this good, everything looks better. Even though he knew that the world was a shitty place, for a moment it was a wonderful place to be, because he’d finally claimed Dean. It seemed that the sun shined brighter, the grass was cleaner and…Ruby. Fuck. They had stopped in this town because Dean needed to get his tattoo, because they’d been so busy fucking, that it hadn’t been high on their list of priorities as it should have been. Sam was getting dinner and he’d found this little place that boasted fantastic hamburgers and a certificate that swore that they made the best pies in the country and he wanted to surprise Dean with a whole apple pie and let him determine if this was true, but when he saw her walk in he’d forgotten it.
“Ruby,” he greeted her warily.
“Sam,” she returned the greeting as she walked up to him, “So Dean comes back and you forget our mission that Lilith is out there ready to unleash hell on the world, but you let that slip by the wayside while you fuck Dean.”
Sam furrowed his brows as he stared at the demon. He appreciated everything that she’d done for him while Dean was…dead, but surely she didn’t think that he wasn’t going to reunite with his brother. His mate, now that he was alive.
“No, I haven’t forgotten, but there are some things that we need to figure out and if that means putting you and Lilith on the back burner, then you and Lilith are on the fucking backburner!” Sam spat. “There were things we had to take care of and the first one was getting Dean acclimated and research how he got out.”
“More like acclimated to your dick. Look Sam I get it I do, Dean returned from the pit - is it true that an angel rescued him?” she asked.
“Yeah it’s true.”
“See you later then.” she said as she turned to go, but Sam grabbed her arm and stopped her.
“Wait, first you bust my balls about spending time with Dean, and now you rush off, what the hell, Ruby?”
“Look Sam, it’s simple, they’re angels and I’m a demon. They smite first and ask questions later so I need to not be around until we can figure out what’s happening.” Before Sam could stop her a second time, Ruby turned and disappeared.
Sam and Dean spent the next couple of months on the road and being mates changed their dynamics, whereas even though he was an Omega, it never bothered Dean to take the initiative, or to find hunts. From the moment that Dean returned from hell, Sam noticed that his mate often deferred to him and he knew that even though Dean would never admit it, it had to be eating away at what was left of Dean’s soul.
Most Omegas wouldn’t have a problem deferring to their Alphas, but Dean had never been treated the same as most Omegas and it was hard for him to let Sam take the lead. It was easier and harder, because as the Alpha in the relationship, Sam felt it was his duty to protect his Omega, while Dean felt that he’d been protecting himself since he was four years old and didn’t need to hide behind his little brother even if Sam was now his Alpha.
Not only was Sam dealing with Dean, but he was also keeping secrets as he was meeting with Ruby so that they could work together to destroy Lilith. Once he’d dispatched of the demon, then Dean would see that Sam and Ruby had their best interests at heart. At first, he thought that he was going to have a hard time with Ruby because of their relationship when Dean was gone, but she didn’t protest when she learned that it was Dean he’d chosen as a mate. No, his problem was with Dean. As his Alpha, Sam should have been able to tell Dean that they were working with Ruby and he didn’t have a say in Sam’s decision, but this was Dean and if he wanted to he could kick Sam’s ass. So they snuck around. What Sam hadn’t counted on was that goddamned pesky angel spilling his secrets.
He and Dean dispatched several supernatural things before Castiel spilled the beans. When the witnesses rose and began to kill hunters, Sam already knew about the seals but there was no way he could tell them that Ruby had already clued him in. Bobby would have called him a fucking idjit while Dean would have made it his life’s work to kill Ruby.
While he and Ruby were pulling demons from bodies and getting one step closer to finding Lilith, Castiel sent Dean back in time to meet their mom and their dad. He wished that he could have taken that trip to see his dad before the man became the heartless hunter who raised them. For a while everything was seething under the surface and Sam was happy with that, hoping that it would stay there until Lilith was gone, but it all came to a head when the backstabbing angel told Dean where he was and who he was with. It really didn’t help things when Dean confronted Ruby and it seemed that he was siding with her and not Dean. Didn’t his mate trust him? If dad had made this decision, Dean would have fallen in line no questions asked, but he challenged his mate.
Sam had thought that having an angel on your shoulder or in your pocket or wherever, was a good thing, but this angel had threatened him with death and Sam knew that if it wasn’t for Dean, he’d follow through without an ounce of regret. Did he want him out of the way in order to have Dean to himself?
He could feel that Dean didn’t trust him, but he trusted an angel he’d only known for a short time. They had hunts in Pennsylvania, Colorado, and a few in between and Sam could feel Dean watching his every move as though he was waiting for him to fuck up.
Even though they were walking on eggshells around each other, they still managed to do their job and had gone for a while without a major blow up until Ruby showed up in the dive where they were they were hustling pool and dropped another fucking angel in their laps. He could see the hate and mistrust in Dean’s eyes, but Ruby had never lied to him or given him false information before, and he felt that they needed to follow up on this.
“You know this-our working together can’t work if you don’t trust me,” Sam finally told Dean. He was tired of constantly being judged and always found lacking.
“Can I Sam?” Dean asked. “You’re so under the influence of that bitch that I don’t know if it’s you or if it’s her talking.”
“Enough Dean!” Sam shouted. He felt anger sizzle through his bloodstream along with the blood that he’d ingested from Ruby earlier that evening. “I’m your Alpha and what I say goes. Ruby is helping us and you lay doubt to that because of an angel who gets all of your trust.”
Dean stared at Sam, his face registered the shock that he felt at the words that Sam just delivered. It seemed to Dean that he’d waited his entire life to be claimed by Sam, to be his mate and call him his Alpha, but right now, he hated the sound of Sam calling him that after pulling the Alpha card.
He hated Sam for that and for a whisper of a second, he thought about asking Sam to break his bond, to turn his mark black. Sporting a black mark meant that it would be hard for his to find another mate, but as much as he hated Sam right now, he knew that he wouldn’t want another mate, but he wasn’t so sure about Sam, after all he had Ruby.
He couldn’t understand why Sam trusted her so much, how he could see so much good behind that evil little smirk that she called a smile. He had been gone for four months and in that short period of time Ruby somehow had managed to worm her way into Sam’s good graces as though it had been the forty years he’d experienced in hell.
“No Sam, you were the one who had all of my trust but now Cas is the front runner.” Dean told him before he turned and walked out of the room to find the nearest bar.
Dean wished he could cry, just let the tears wash away all the hurt and disappointment that he was feeling towards Sam, but the damned things wouldn’t fall. It was almost as if his body was telling him that Sam wasn’t worth it, but he was. Every night as he lay beside his mate, when Sam subconsciously held him tight as he slept, he felt safe and grounded. The action helped ease both of their frayed nerves, Sam held on to keep Dean from leaving him again, and for Dean it kept the nightmares at bay.
A single touch from Sam drove away the images of the souls that he’d flayed while Alistair watched. If Ruby got Sam, who was going to soothe him and keep him sane? He’d just have to find a way to make Sam see Ruby for what she was, an evil conniving bitch.
The alcohol wasn’t working. He’d hoped it would have helped him get relief from the pain he was feeling but all he was getting was drunk. About an hour after his arrival, he threw some bills on the bar and left, he was going to give Sam a chance to explain.
“We need to talk,” he told Sam the minute he entered the motel room. “I need you to be honest with me about Ruby. I need to know why you trust her so much.”
Dean listened as Sam told him how Ruby saved his life not once but twice; once from demons and secondly from his foolish attempt of suicide by Lilith. As he listened to how the hell bitch became such an integral part of Sam’s life, he knew he had to thank her from not letting Sammy die.
“Sam, are you…are you still sleeping with her?” Dean asked even though he was terrified of what the answer would be.
“No! Dean, no,” Sam exclaimed. “She was there when I needed to feel something, to feel alive. I know you hate her, and more so for that, but she was never a replacement, just a stop gap.”
Dean nodded his head telling Sam that he understood, “I can’t promise that she and I will become BFF’s, but I’ll try. I can’t give you more than that.”
“That’s good enough.”
Dean knew that Sam wanted to help the angel because he thought that it would be a way to get back into Cas’ good graces but in the end it all blew up in their faces because Ruby was involved because the innocent girl they were trying to help bought his nightmares to life. Alistair was topside.
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