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“Dean,” the Omega groaned as he tried to free himself from the Alpha’s vice-like grip. Dean snuffled against Cas’ throat and tightened his hold. “Come on, Dean,” the Omega whined as he tried to wiggle free again. “I’m burning up and you’re like being cuddled by a heater.”
“I don’t cuddle,” Dean grumbled against Cas’ throat.
“Sure you don’t,” Cas snorted. “But seriously, you're killin’ me here.”
The Alpha snuggled closer.
“Dammit, Dean,” the Omega snapped.
Dean loosed his hold and Cas flung the covers off his overheated body. The Alpha cracked opened his eyes and muttered, “Someone is cranky.”
“Well, yeah,” Castiel huffed. “My sister is getting ready to have her heart broken, her wedding crashed by the Feds because her fiance is a drug runner.” He rolled over to face Dean, his eyes narrowed in annoyance, “And, oh yeah, my soon-to-be Mate’s life is in danger because Mexico's top Kingpin is here, knows what he looks like, and is pissed because he infiltrated his inner circle!” His voice rose with each point, “And not to mention my preheat is a hell of a lot worse than I thought it would be, I can feel it prickling under my skin. So yeah, Dean,” Cas snarked as his voice rose again, “I guess you could say I’m a lil’ cranky!”
The Alpha didn’t say a word, he just quirked a brow at the Omega.
Castiel let out a long sigh and laid his head on Dean’s chest, nuzzling against him, “M’sorry,” he whispered as he laid a kiss over the Alpha’s heart.
“S’okay Cas, really.” Dean carded his fingers through his soon-to-be Mate’s raven locks, “It’s understandable that you're stressed and worried, Baby.” He ran his hand down Cas’ sweat soaked back, “You really are hot, Sweetheart.” He leaned forward and buried his nose in the crook of the Omega’s throat, “Your heat’s coming on fast, you smell ripe and ready. At this rate it will be in full swing by tonight.”
“I know,” Cas moaned as he leaned into Dean’s touch, wanting relief from the Alpha to cool his fevered body. “I can feel it pulsing in my veins already, singing in blood, crying out for you, for my Alpha’s knot.”
“My sweet Omega,” Dean groaned as the smell of slick and arousal hung heavy in the air around him. He glanced over at the clock on the bedside table and let out a small sigh. They had just enough time for him to take care of Cas, to curb his urges.
Dean rolled them so that he was on top of Cas, boxing him in. His tongue darted out and slowly ran down the Omega’s throat, before he planted a gentle row of kisses along his collarbone.
“Dean,” Cas moaned as he arched into the contact. “What are you doing?”
“Giving you what you need, Baby.” Dean whispered against the Omega’s feverish flesh.
The Alpha’s fingers danced down Cas’ body until he reached through his thighs and between his ass cheeks, searching for his hole. Castiel gasped when Dean’s finger pressed against his fluttering rim, slick pulsed free as he dipped his finger in. He continued kissing his way down Cas’ body as he slipped two fingers into his wet opening. Dean nudged the Omega’s thighs, urging him to spread them wider so he could settle between them. He leaned forward and lapped at Cas’ soaked rim causing the Omega to cry out and grip the bed sheets.
“You taste divine,” Dean mumbled against the puckered skin as he wriggled his tongue in deeper drawing out more slick. “I could eat you out for hours, Baby.”
“Oh! Fuck!” Cas cried out and Dean’s tongue delved deeper at the same time his fingers struck his prostate. “Alpha! Please, Alpha.” He begged as he writhed on the bed. His body was covered in sweat as it shook with each of Dean’s ministrations.
“Please what, Baby? Tell me what you need,” Dean cooed as he flicked his tongue out, teasing his Omega.
“Knot me, Dean,” he pleaded on a breathy exhalation. Cas’ cock twitched and throbbed, precome puddled on his stomach as Dean massaged his prostate with the pads of his fingertips. “Alpha! Knot me now!”
“You want me to fuck you, to knot you,” Dean growled as he pushed up onto his knees and slicked up his cock with Cas’ natural lubricant.
“Yes,” the Omega hissed. “God, yes, so so much.”
Dean lined up and pressed the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscles, both of their bodies arched with intense need. “Alpha,” Cas moaned as he rocked his hips back, swallowing the Alpha’s cock into his tight wet channel. Dean slowly rocked in and out of Cas’ welcoming body.
The Omega dug his fingernails into Dean’s shoulders causing the Alpha to buck forward and drive his cock hard into Cas, hammering his sweet spot. Dean let out a string of obscenities and picked up his pace, working his abs hard as he slammed into the Omega’s ass. His soothing hands roamed over Cas’ body, touching his hot skin all over causing the Omega to cry out in pleasure. It was so good, so satisfying, and Dean knew it was quelling his heat.
“Dean,” Cas moaned as he scraped his nails down his back leaving angry red welts in their wake. Dean cursed as he started to fuck the Omega harder, blanketing himself over Cas’ body and burying his nose in the crook of the Omega’s throat, groaning deeply as he took in Cas’ addictive scent. The Omega bucked back wildly, setting a faster rhythm as Dean’s knot began to swell. Their enthusiasm rocked the bed making it bang against the wall.
“Alpha! God yes, Alpha!” Cas’ raspy pleas were intoxicating. Dean growled and slammed into Cas’ body, his knot popping in and out as it continued to grow. Sweat covered the both of them, the whole room was drenched in the heady scent of their combined hormones.
Dean felt that delicious heat coiling low in his gut and growing with each thrust. He reached between their bodies and wrapped his hand around Cas’ swollen cock. It took only a few hard strokes for Cas to spill his seed between them. Dean rutted into him like a feral animal until his knot locked in, tying them together.
The Omega’s inner muscles clenched and spasmed around the knot drawing out every drop of the Alpha’s orgasm. Dean’s cock throbbed and pulsed as he filled Cas with spurt after spurt of come, cooling his heat.
Dean rolled them once more, Cas now rested on top of him. Dean could feel the thud of the Omega’s heart as he tried to catch his breath. He reached up and ran his fingers through Cas’ sweat soaked hair, removing a few of the dark strands from his face. The Alpha smiled at him before moving to whisper in his ear, “I love you, Cas.”
Castiel pulled back and met the Alpha’s eyes, his own wide and shining as a smile spread across his face, “And I love you too, Dean.”
They laid there in the calm quiet of the morning while waiting out Dean’s knot, until the Alpha broke the silence. “How ya feeling,” he asked as his fingers ran down the Omega’s back tracing the knobs of his spine.
“My preheat has calmed,” Cas whispered. “I think I’ll be good for a while,” he let out a long sigh. “As for everything else? I’m nervous and scared.”
“Oh, Baby,” Dean pressed Cas closer, baring his throat for the Omega to snuffle against it and take in the calming scent of his Alpha. “I wish I could take care of that, too.” Dean buried his fingers in the Omega’s hair and Cas took in a deep breath. “I promise it will be over after today, and everything will be okay.”
“How can you be so sure everything will be okay,” Castiel mumbled against his throat.
“Because, Sweetheart,” he pulled the Omega back so he could look him in the eyes. “Like Sam told you, I’m damn good at what I do.”
“Dean,” Cas chastised as he rolled his eyes, unable to help the small smile that tugged at his lips, “this is no time to be cocky.”
“Made you smile didn’t it?” The Alpha replied as he reached up and ran his fingers over the slight curve of Cas’ lips.
“Promise me you’ll be careful?” The Omega kissed the pads of his fingertip. “Dean, I’ve only known you for such a short time, yet I couldn’t imagine my life without you.”
“Baby, I swear to you,” the Alpha placed his hands on Cas’ cheeks. “We are gonna make it through this day, we are going to Mate, have a family, and grow old together while watching our children and grandchildren grow up.”
Castiel nodded and swallowed, his throat thick with emotions and his eyes stung as he blinked back tears that threatened to spill. He would not cry. He would be strong for his sister and his Alpha. He laid his head down on Dean’s chest and listened to the strong thud of the Alpha’s heartbeat letting it and his scent lull him into a state of calm until Dean’s knot slipped free from his body.
“Come on, Sweetheart,” Dean kissed Castiel gently on top the head. “We need to shower and get dressed.”
Castiel nodded as he moved away from the warmth of Dean’s body and stood at the foot of the bed.
The Alpha followed, wrapping his arms around Cas’ waist. “Let’s shower together.” He suggested, knowing his scent would sooth and calm his Omega.
Once they were clean the pair slipped on their boxer briefs and undershirts before walking out of the bathroom where their suits and Dean’s supplies were laid out on the bed. Castiel watched as Dean donned the bullet proof vest with practiced ease. He tentatively picked the other one up and walked over to the Alpha pausing in front of him.
Cas shifted from foot to foot as he held it out in front of him. “I’m going to need to some help putting this.”
“Sure thing, Babe,” Dean replied as he pulled it from his grasp and began putting it on him.
Castiel watched the Alpha as he continued to dress himself, trying to get used to the feel of the protective vest. It didn’t seem to hinder Dean at all as he pocketed his badge, secured the handcuffs and wire, and holstered his gun, before putting in a small earpiece. The Omega was sliding on his shoes as Dean was adjusting the small camera in his suit pocket and making perfectly sure it was completely hidden.
Dean reached for a small black box by his hip and clicked a few buttons before tilting his head down and talking into the tiny mic hidden in the collar of his dress shirt. “This is Agent Winchester, checking to see if my eyes and ears are working.”
“Idjit, it’s good to hear your voice.”
Dean huffed a small laugh, “Good to hear your voice too, Bobby.”
“Your eyes and ears are workin’ boy. You ready?”
“I am,” Dean replied, confidence in his tone. “Let’s do this.”
“Lookin’ forward to grabbin’ a beer and catching up after this, from what Sam says we have a lot to talk about.”
“That we do, Bobby,” he smiled, watching Cas smooth down his suit pants. “out, going quiet now.”
Dean winked at the Omega as he buttoned his jacket, holding his arms out wide when he was done. “How do I look?”
“Sexy as ever,” Cas purred as he sauntered over and wrapped his arms around Dean’s neck kissing him soundly.
“Wow,” Dean exhaled out on a breathy sigh as he chased the Omega’s lips. Castiel took a step back as a small smirk lit up his face.
“Come on, Dean,” he reached out and took the Alpha’s hand. “Let’s go, so you can close this case and Mate me properly.”
“I like the way you think,” he threaded his fingers through Cas’ giving his hand a reassuring squeeze as they walked out of the room.
When they made it down to the roped off area of the beach where the wedding was being held. The staff bustled around making sure everything was in order while friends and family filed in to get a good seat. Dean’s eyes scanned over everyone looking for anyone he recognized from photos he had seen of the cartel members. Over by the doors to the reception room he spotted his target, Crowley himself, surrounded by four of his henchmen. Azazel Lehne, Don Stark, Bartholomew Harrington, and Cuthbert Sinclair, all of whom Dean recognized from their suspect board and murder book.
“Got eyes on Crowley and his men,” Dean whispered into the mic.
“Keep your distance until they go to make the exchange”.
“You got it.” Dean turned to Cas and out of the corner of his eye he saw them walking towards them. “Shit,” he hissed.
Castiel cocked his head to the side confused as he stared at Dean, “What?”
“Crowley and his men are coming this way.” The Alpha turned his head, trying to keep his face out of view.
Castiel grabbed Dean around the neck and took a step backwards. The Omega bumped the wall and leaned against it before pulling the Alpha in for a heated kiss. The four men walked by, not even glancing in their direction.
Dean broke the kiss drawing in a deep breath, “What was that,” he whispered against the Omega’s lips.
“I don’t know,” Cas shrugged as he shot Dean an impish grin, “saw it in a spy movie once.”
“Come on, Cas,” Dean huffed out a small laugh as he shook his head fondly at his Omega’s antics. “I gotta keep an eye on them while keeping my distance.” He took Cas’ hand, “And I may need you to show me what else those spy movies have taught you.”
The two of them watched Crowley from a safe range. He and his henchmen were leaning up against the bar. Cuthbert held onto a dark cherry briefcase.
Dean and Cas sat down at a table behind the group with Dean’s back to them. Crowley took a sip of his scotch before making a phone call. Dean could hear snippets of the conversation and it was very clear that he was on the phone with Dick. Less than ten minutes after the call ended, Dick strolled up to the bar briefcase in hand.
Castiel’s eyes widened when he saw it, “Dean that’s the briefcase I saw in his room. You know the one I told you about with money, drugs, and a gun,” Cas hissed in a low tone.
“Good,” Dean replied in an equally hushed tone, “means they’re getting ready to make the exchange.” The Alpha leaned back in his chair, eavesdropping further on the conversation.
“Crowley it’s good to see you.” Dick sidled up to the Kingpin, his voice warm and familiar.
“You as well, Dick.” The man oozed charm. “Congratulations on your marriage,” he toasted him with his drink as he leaned toward him, “Is there somewhere we could speak that's more private?”
“The reception room has just been cleared out.” Dick swept his hand toward their intended destination. “We can finish our chat in there.”
“Well come on then, business before pleasure.”
Dean and Cas both lowered their heads as the group walked past them.
“I have to follow them,” Dean rose casually from his seat and Cas followed suit. The Alpha shook his head, “No. You stay here, or go find your family. I’ll let you know after it’s said and done.”
“No,” the Omega replied as he fell in step with Dean.
The Alpha side eyed him, “What do you mean ‘no’?”
“I mean I’m coming with you.” Cas quirked a brow. “I know you're in a hurry, gotta keep eyes on them so you don’t have time to argue with me or try to make me stay.”
“You are infuriating, and stubborn,” Dean growled.
“Maybe,” the Omega hummed, “but you love me anyway, and I have to be there. I have to see for myself that you have everything you need to take them down.” He gave the Alpha a sheepish look, “Not to mention that I don't want to see Hannah just yet, I don't think I can. I don't know how to fake being happy for her knowing what's coming.”
“I do love you, very much, and I understand,” Dean reached over and took his hand, “which is why I'm letting you come. But,” he fixed Cas with a very hard gaze, “you are going to listen to every word I say, follow my orders, if this goes south and I tell you to get out of there, you run. Capisce?”
Castiel nodded, “Yeah, I capisce.”
As they were approaching the reception area Dean turned to Cas, “Stay behind me.” Castiel nodded and moved behind the Alpha. Dean took a step closer to the entry and peered around the large potted palm. Dick, Crowley, and Crowley's henchmen stood by the gift table.
“You have ears on them,” Dean whispered into the mic.
“Perfect,” Sam’s voice answered. “We’re picking up every word.”
Dean grinned at the sound of his brother's vice, “What about my cam, you got a good view?”
“Can you move a little to the left? A leaf is slightly in the way.”
Dean took a small step to the left making sure he was still hidden by the cover of the tree. “Better?”
“Perfect, now we just wait for the deal to go down. And since you can’t hear what they’re saying, I’ll let you know the moment we have all the evidence we need so you can get the hell out of there..”
“Sounds good to me, Sammy,” Dean watched Dick and Crowley clear off an area on the table before placing both briefcases on top. Azazel and Cuthbert took point watching the front entrance and back exit to make sure no one would interrupt and if anyone did they would be ready to take care of the situation.
As their eyes scanned the room Dean said a silent prayer that the big ass plant was keeping him hidden. Dick popped his case open first, revealing row after row of banded cash. The drugs and the gun were gone, probably stashed in his suite some where. Crowley grinned and nodded to one of his men who unlocked his own case which was filled to the brim with baggies of what looked like crystal meth.
Crowley looked through the cash as Dick surveyed the product. When they both seemed happy with the contents of each case, they shut them. The one with the cash went to Crowley and Dick took possession of the one with the drugs. Dean really wished he could hear what they were saying but he had been on the inside of enough busts to get the jist of what was going on, ‘all the cash is there and the drugs look good’.
Crowley looked over at Don and snapped his fingers, motioning towards a big silver gift box set off to the side of the others. Don retrieved it and placed it on the table in front of them before carefully removing the lid. He pulled out a heap of glittering silver tissue paper followed by an expensive espresso machine and homemade bread maker, followed by a piece of cardboard. Dick laid the briefcase in the bottom of the box and placed the piece cardboard on top hiding it before putting the gifts and tissue paper back in. After placing the lid back on, Crowley flicked his wrist and Don moved the box again, putting it back among the other gifts.
Crowley passed the briefcase with the money to Azazel and said something to him while motioning to Bartholomew. Both of them nodded and walked out the back exit. Moments later Dean's ear mic crackled to life.
“We have everything we need. Get out of there now, Dean.”
“Ten-four, Sammy,” he replied as he turned and took Cas’ hand getting them the hell away from there before anyone could spot them. They darted around the corner and walked over to the beach bar as Dean questioned Sam, “You ready to move in?”
“Not just yet. Eyes on Azazel and Bartholomew show them in the parking lot. Looks like they're putting the money in Crowley’s rental. They’re coming back though, Crowley told Dick they would stick around until after the wedding and they open his gift..”
“Yeah, makes sense. It would look odd for them to be carrying a briefcase around the entire wedding. It would be even odder for them to show up and then leave before the wedding even took place.” Dean gently rubbed his thumb over the back of Cas’ hand trying to sooth his nervous tremors. He could smell the slightly acidic scent of adrenaline radiating off the high strung Omega in waves.
Dean turned away from Cas, making sure Crowley or his men were nowhere near by. “When are you guys making your move?”
“Not until the wedding starts,” Bobby answered this time instead of Sam. “Everyone will be in once place and with all those people around it's less likely for Crowley and his men to try anything. But tell Cas we’ll move in before the ‘I do’s’ are exchanged. Keep your ears on Dean and we’ll let you know when it's going down.”
“Will do,” Dean leaned up against the bar and turned back to Cas, leaning over to whisper in his ear, “We got everything we need, Baby.”
Castiel pulled the Alpha into a tight hug, “Thank God! So, are you guys going to arrest them now?”
“Not yet, Sweetheart,” Dean held him tighter and ran his hand up and down the Omega’s back when he felt him tense in his arms. “We need them all in the same place before we arrest them. We’re going to do it during the wedding.” He pulled back to meet Cas’ eyes, “I promise, we’ll do it before Hannah and Dick exchange vows.”
“What do we do now,” Cas asked as he nuzzled against Dean’s throat, scenting him.
“Well,” Dean replied baring his throat to allow the Omega to take comfort in his scent. It would help not only to calm him, but also keep his heat at a low simmer. “You're going to go to Hannah, I’m sure she's wondering where her Man of Honor is.” He turned to lock his gaze on Cas’, “You're going to keep your cool because you are strong and you can do this.” He grinned softly, “Hannah needs you. If you’re not there, she’s going to come looking.”
Castiel nodded and let Dean hold him close, “What are you going to do?”
Dean took a step back and reached for Cas’ hands, holding them tight grounding his Omega. “I’m going to go find your mother and sit with her. I’m going to wait until Sam and Bobby give the go ahead.” He pressed a chaste kiss to Cas’ lips, “Then I’m going to help bust Crowley, Dick, along with all those other sons of bitches and bring this drug triangle down. And after that I’m gonna help you soothe your sister and then,” he dropped another kiss to Cas’ lips, “I’m going to Mate you properly.”
“Okay,” Cas grinned softly as he returned Dean’s kiss and then pulled him into a hug. “You be careful,” he whispered in the Alpha’s ear.
“Always am,” Dean kissed the Omega on the temple before letting him go.
Dean didn’t like being away from Cas, his inner Alpha was pacing, wanting him to go find his soon-to-be Mate. He wanted to hold him, scent him, and wait for his heat to start so he could claim him. He leaned against the bar fighting the urge to go to him. He needed to get a hold of himself. He had a job to do. And right now, he needed to find Cas’ mother and keep to the plan.
“Michael,” Dean felt a warm hand on his shoulder and turned to see Naomi holding two drinks. She offered one to him.
“Thanks,” he replied as his hand wrapped around the chilled glass.
She nodded, “You look like you need it.”
He hummed and took a large gulp of the amber liquid, “It's just I-”
“Don't want to be away from Castiel,” she finished with a knowing smile. “His heat’s close and your inner Alpha is clawing at you, wanting you to go to him, be there for him. Am I right?”
“Yeah,” Dean sighed before tossing back the rest of his drink.
“Oh, Honey,” Naomi gave his upper arm a gentle squeeze. “After the wedding you take him back to your suite and make an honest Omega out of him.” She gave him a sly smile, “Trust me, we all will understand. You two have reeked of sex and as mates all weekend.”
A bright flush creeped across Dean's cheeks and he looked mortified as he squawked, “Mrs.-”
She quirked a brow and Dean cleared his throat, “Naomi.”
She laughed and threaded her arm through his, “Come, let's take our seats.” She grinned up at him, “Looks like by the end of the day, my daughter will be married and Mated and my son will be Mated.”
Dean gave her a small smile, wishing that was all true. He wished that Dick was the man they all thought him to be. He wished that Hannah was going to have her dream wedding and live happily ever after with a man who loved her. He couldn't do anything about that though.
One thing that was sure was that he would be there for Cas. He would be someone Cas’ family would be proud of because he had came to respect Zachariah and Naomi. He would take care of his Mate and love him with all he is. Cas deserved no less than that.
He and Naomi took their place in the front row and watched as the seats began to fill as the clock ticked closer to noon. Dean kept his eyes on Crowley and his men. They were seated in the back row on the opposite side of them. Dean was grateful for the small distance because there was no way Crowley could make Dean from where he sat.
Dick took his place in front of the preacher under the decorated canopy. Music gently filled the air as everyone watched the wedding party walk down the aisle. Dean’s heart started to beat faster the moment his eyes landed on Cas. His posture was stiff and Dean could tell he was uneasy, he wanted nothing more than to go to him, comfort him. The Alpha had to swallow back a growl at the sight of his Omega’s arms locked with Luc’s. Rationally, he knew it meant nothing, it was just how things were done in a wedding. But his inner Alpha didn’t give a shit about rational, he didn’t want that Beta touching his soon-to-be Mate who was in the mid-stage of his preheat by now.
Naomi patted him on his thigh and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “That,” she nodded towards Dick, “will be you soon, I just feel it.”
Dean smiled, a genuine smile because he knew she was right. As the opening strains of the wedding march began everyone turned to watch the bride walk down the aisle. But, he kept his eyes locked onto Cas’ whose were wide and panicky. He gave the Omega what he hoped was a reassuring look as well as a small smile. He saw a number of people slowly coming out from the resort. Wait staff and event staff, but a few he recognized. He felt his heart settle as he saw his people moving into place.
He caught his Omega’s eyes again and gave him a gentle nod. He saw Cas let out a small breath. They had promised him the bust would take place before the ‘I do’s’ were exchanged and he damn sure was going to make sure that promise was kept.
Dean shifted in his seat as Hannah took her place beside Dick, his adrenaline was pumping and he was ready. When the hell was Sam going to tell him they had the go ahead to make the arrests?
The music died down just as Dean’s ear piece crackled to life. “We are in position and getting ready to move in.”
The Alpha was on the edge of his seat as the preacher began to speak, “Dearly beloved we are gathe-”
“FBI! Everyone freeze! Stay seated!” A deep demanding voice boomed as a team of about ten moved among the wedding crowd, weapons drawn as they surrounded Crowley and his men.
The Alpha watched the scene unfold until he heard Cas yell, “Dean!” He turned to see the Omega holding his sister around the waist as she struggled clearly confused and yelling for Dick as he raced down the beach without looking back. “Dick’s running!”
“Fuck,” Dean growled as he jumped from his seat and darted past the canopy. He pulled his gun from his suit jacket as he shouted, “FBI! Freeze! FBI!”
Dick didn’t slow, but Dean was quickly gaining ground. As soon as he was in striking distance he dove and tackled Dick to the sand. He straddled him and wrestled Dick’s hands behind his back holding them in place with one hand while he retrieved his handcuffs with the other. Dean snapped them around the other Alpha’s wrists before standing and roughly pulling him to his feet. “Dick Roman, I am Special Agent in Charge, Dean Winchester. You are under arrest for-”
“I want to make a deal,” Dick hissed as Dean started to pull him back down the beach. “I will tell you everything I know about Alastair, Crowley, and Lucifer.”
“Lucifer?” Dean stopped dead in his tracks and spun Dick to face him.
“Yeah, yeah,” he nodded. “I’ll tell you exactly how Luc laundered the drug money through Morningstar Construction, and anything else you want to know.”
“Come on, let’s go.” Dean grabbed Dick’s upper arm and hustled him back to the wedding area where the other Feds were rounding up the rest of Crowley’s crew. He needed to drop Dick off to one of the other officers and look for Cas.
His skin was crawling with the need to get back to get to his Omega. Luc was a part of this, the Beta that had an unhealthy obsession with his soon-to-be Mate had been in on this all along and no one had a clue. Fuck! He was dangerous and could get to Cas! Dean’s inner Alpha was on edge. He needed to find Cas, now.
Dean sighed when he saw Sam jogging over to them. As soon as his brother was at his side he passed Dick over to him. “Here.”
Sam took hold of Dick’s upper arm. “I need to go find Cas.” Sam furrowed his brows as he opened his mouth to speak, but it was too late Dean was already running towards the wedding party.
The Alpha pushed through the mass of people, trying to keep his calm as he looked for his Omega. His heart beating faster with each passing second that he can't find Cas. Dean scanned the crowd and let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding when he finally spotted his Omega. Cas was off to the side of the canopy watching as Anna and Hael consoled his sister.
As soon as he started walking over Cas’ eyes met his. The Omega smiled and met Dean half way throwing his arms around him as soon as he reached him.
“Dean,” Cas sighed against his chest. “Thank God, you're okay.”
“M’okay, Sweetheart.” He pulled back and met Cas’ eyes. “Have you seen Luc?”
Castiel shook his head.
“Think, it's really important, when was the last time you seen him?”
“Why,” Cas furrowed his brows, “why is it so important you know where Lucifer is?”
“Because,” Dean pulled Cas back into his arms, wanting to ground his soon-to-be Mate. “Luc is a part of this, he’s been laundering the cartel’s money through his construction company.”
“What?” Cas stiffened in his arms. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” Dean nodded. “I'm sure, Dick confirmed it.”
The Omega growled and pulled free of Dean’s grip, his eyes narrowed as he searched the crowd. “There,” Cas pointed to the doors of the reception area. Dean followed his line of sight. Luc was looking around nervously as he backed into the room. The Omega was off like a shot and shoving past people in a haste to get to Luc.
“Cas!” Dean gasped and jogged after him.
“You!” Cas’ body vibrated with anger as he stalked into the reception room with Dean hot on his heels. The Omega strode up to Luc like a warrior in battle. “You! You knew what kind of man Dick was and you set him up with my sister!”
“Castiel,” Luc took a step back and held up his hands in a placating manner. “I don't know what you are talking about.”
“Bullshit!” Cas bellowed as his fist clenched at by sides. “Dick ratted your sorry ass out.” The Omega’s jaw clenched in righteous fury, “You. Son of a Bitch!”
“I can expla-” Luc’s words died on his lips as Cas’ fist collided with his jaw knocking the Beta back into the refreshments table which collapsed with his weight. The wedding cake tumbled down on top of him.
“Cas,” Dean whined. “I've been asking for days, now, to punch him and you've told me ‘no’ every single time, then you go and punch him? That should have been my fist colliding with his smug face.” Dean shook his head as a smirk spread across his lips, “Not cool man, so not cool.”
Cas smiled and pressed a kiss to Dean lips, “Sorry, Honey, you can punch out the next asshole.”
“But,” the Alpha grumped as he motioned to Luc who was sprawled out and covered in cake. “I wanted to punch that asshole.”
Cas’ smile turned into an impish grin. “You get to arrest him, that's something, right?”
“Yeah, I guess,” Dean sighed as he hauled Luc up, who was rubbing his swollen cheek, and in the process smearing frosting all over his face.
“I wanna press charges,” Luc hissed.
“Against the table?” Dean quirked a brow, “Because what I saw was you running from a cop and clumsily slamming into it.”
“What?!” Lucifer yelled. “He,” the Beta pointed at Cas who was leaning back against the wall watching his ex get arrested with a smug grin on his face.
“That's enough” Dean barked just as another officer came in and cuffed Luc, hauling him off as he read the Beta his rights.
The Alpha walked over and wrapped his arms around Cas, “You okay, Babe?”
“Yeah,” the Omega sighed as he relaxed into Dean’s hold. “I’m just glad it’s over.”
“Me to,” Dean nuzzled into the crook of Cas’ throat. “Mmm, your scent is intoxicating.”
“My heat,” the Omega’s breath hitched when he felt Dean’s tongue against his pulse point. “My heat is really close now, I can feel it tingling under my skin.”
“I can smell it,” Dean growled. “It’s so strong.”
“Boy, is it good to see you!” Dean untangled himself from his Omega just in time to be wrapped up into a big bear hug.
“Bobby,” Dean wheezed as the older Alpha squeezed him tighter. “Can’t breathe.”
Bobby chuckled and patted Dean on the back before letting him go and scenting the air. His brows rose up to his hairline. “Sam wasn’t kidding when he said you had some big news for me.” His eyes slid over to the Omega, “And who is this?”
“My soon-to-be Mate,” Dean replied with a grin and pride in his tone.
Cas stepped forward and held out his hand, “Castiel Novak, sir.”
Bobby gripped his hand and narrowed his eyes at Dean when a low growl rumbled from him. “Don’t you go growling at me, Boy. I will smack you across the muzzle like the pup you are.” Dean’s eyes widened and Castiel huffed a small laugh as Bobby turned his attention back to the Omega. “It’s nice to meet you, Castiel. Welcome to the family,” he dropped the Omega’s hand and hooked his thumb towards Dean. “I’m this idjits boss, and surrogate uncle.”
Cas smiled warmly at him, “It’s very nice to meet you also.”
“So, soon-to-be Mate, huh?” Bobby mused as he scratched his beard.
“Yup,” Dean wrapped his arm around Cas’ waist and pulled him against his side. “This is also my last undercover gig, I’m taking that desk job you are always nagging me about.”
“That’s great,” Bobby replied and clapped him on the shoulder. “What’s the reason for the change of heart?”
“I’m ready to settle down,” he kissed Cas on his temple. “And start a family,” a grin spread across his face, “hopefully really soon.”
“Pups,” Bobby’s smile rivaled Dean’s. “It’d be nice to have some pups running around.” He cleared his throat, “I hate to drag you away from Castiel, but I have some paperwork I need you to fill out, shouldn’t take too long.” He glanced from Cas to Dean, “And I take it you won’t be coming back to the states with us when we fly out tonight.”
“No, sir,” Dean shook his head. “Be at least a week, then we’ll be flying back once Cas’ heat passes.”
Bobby nodded, “Roman, the coward, is singing like a bird. He confirmed who ratted you out. It was Gordon.” Bobby sighed and shook his head. “Let’s get this paperwork wrapped so you can get back to your soon-to-be Mate, and make him your Mate.”
“Damn!” Dean clicked his tongue, “My money was on Gordon, but I hoped, sunovabitch...” He sucked in a deep breath as he looked over at Bobby. “You takin’ him in?” His voice was icy cold. He saw Cas’ brows rise in surprise. The Omega was seeing the business side of him and it was taking him by surprise, but by the subtle scent of arousal Dean could tell it was turning him on.
“You bet. He should be in custody as we speak,” Bobby answered.
“Good. Good.” He pressed a kiss to Cas’ temple again and with a flirty wink, moved towards Bobby, “I’ll be back as quick as I can,” he turned back and gave the Omega another quick kiss.
“Take your time Agent Winchester.” Castiel grinned and pulled Dean into another kiss, “You are so hot,” he whispered in Dean’s ear, “when you’re in agent mode.”
Dean brows bounced in surprise as he returned the kiss. “Glad you think so.” He glanced over at Bobby who was waiting. “I gotta go, Babe.” He pulled away, “The quicker I get this done, the sooner I can come back to you. Go to Hannah. I’m sure she needs her big brother right now.”
“Yeah, I will.” Castiel watched Dean disappear from the room before taking a deep breath and going find his sister.
Castiel found Hannah sitting at the beach bar surrounded by her friends. He tentatively walked over and cleared his throat once he reached them. She looked up at him with red rimmed eyes and mascara smeared on her cheeks, his heart ached for her.
Cas shifted from foot to foot nervously, “Hey, Han, could I talk to you, alone?”
“Yeah,” Hannah nodded and stood up.
Cas led her to a small table away from the crowd, and moved his seat next to hers before they both sat down. “Han, I'm so sorry.” He wrapped her up in a hug and let her cry on his shoulder as he ran his hand soothingly up and down her back. “Please don't be mad at me.”
She pulled back to meet his eyes with her own tear-filled ones. He reached for a napkin on the table and wiped her tears away. “Why would I be angry with you?”
“Because,” he drew his bottom lip into his mouth as twisted the napkin in his hands. “I knew,” Cas whispered, “I knew what Dick was.”
Her eyes widened, “Not the whole time,” he quickly added. “Just since you asked me to get the book from your room. His briefcase fell from the closet and I saw inside of it. There was,” he took a deep breath and let it out slowly before continuing, “money, drugs, and a gun.”
She nodded as fresh tears fell from her eyes, “And Michael, he's not an underwear model, is he?”
Cas shook his head, “He's actually a Fed, Special Agent in Charge, Dean Winchester of the Federal Bureau of Investigation to be exact.” He gave her a small grin, “But you can call him Dean.”
Hannah hummed and nodded slowly, taking in the information. “I feel there's more to that story. I want to hear it, but,” she shook her head and dabbed at her eyes, “just… not… now.”
“And I promise I will tell you, when you are ready.” He reached over and took her hand squeezing it gently. “Are you mad at me?”
“No, Castiel, I'm not mad at you.” She reached for another napkin and patted her eyes. “I'm mad at myself.”
“Why?” Castiel asked as he brushed a lock of hair from her face.
“Deep down I knew Dick wasn't right for me, yet I agreed to marry him anyway.” Hannah shook her head and sighed angrily, “all because I had this stupid life plan.” She scrubbed her hands down her face, “I had the perfect job, been with Dick for a while, so it seemed logical for the next step to be marriage, mating, and then pups.”
Cas scooted closer and wrapped his arm around her. “I thought,” Hannah continued softly, “even though things weren't perfect and felt off that it would fuck up my life plan to start over with someone new.” Fresh tears coursed down her cheeks and Cas gently swiped them away, “That it would be easier to just convince myself that things would fall into place once we were married.” She dropped her head onto Cas’ shoulder, “God, I'm such an idiot.”
“No you are not!” Cas protested, raising her tear-stained face to look at him, “You were doing what you thought would benefit your life best, Han,” he reached up and carded his fingers through his sister's hair. “Where are Mom and Dad?”
“Being questioned by the Feds,” she sniffed and cleared her throat. “I was too in shock after everything went down so they took them first.” Cas nodded and she sighed and relaxed against him, “Can we not talk about it anymore, can we just sit here like this for a while?”
“Of course,” he continued to run his fingers through her hair as they sat in silence. Her nose buried in his throat taking in his scent, letting it calm her like she had done when they were younger and she was upset. The two of them stayed that way until they saw their Mom and Dad approaching, Dean a few steps behind them.
The Alpha had loosened his tie and was now wearing his badge dangling from a chain. Cas had to admit he looked hot as hell in his professional element. He even walked differently. It was almost as if he’d stepped into a phone booth and come out a different man. He grinned wryly to himself, his very own Superman. Hannah and Cas stood when the trio made it over to the table. She pulled her Mom and Dad into a hug while Cas found his way into Dean's arms.
After a few moments Naomi turned to Dean and Cas, “What the hell is going on here?” Zachariah was holding Hannah close but his attention was on them. “You,” she pointed at Dean, “are not an underwear model, are you?”
“No, ma’am,” the Alpha shook his head. “I'm a Federal Agent.”
“So,” Zachariah furrowed his brows. “There is no Michael is there?” He pointed his finger from Dean to Cas, “Has this all been an act?”
Castiel took a deep breath and let it out slowly, it was time to come clean about the whole Michael thing. “Mom, Dad, about Michael-”
“I told Cas to use my middle name instead of Dean and make up a last one when he told you guys about me, my real last name is Winchester. And,” he stood a bit straighter, “I am,” he gave Cas’ hand a small squeeze, “Special Agent in Charge Dean Winchester of the FBI.” Dean said as he looked from Naomi to Zachariah to Hannah.
He pulled Cas closer, “I was in the middle of a really important case. I was betrayed and needed to lay low for a while. Your wedding was the perfect solution. Cas and I were just coming down here to celebrate with you, and for me to meet all of you.” He shot a smile over at Cas. “When Cas and I first met, I was undercover and couldn’t tell him any details of the case. But that kinda went to crap when we arrived here and I saw Dick.” He met Hannah's eyes, “I swear I didn't know beforehand that you were with Roman. He did a hell of a good job keeping his private life private. We didn't even know he had a fiancée.” He gave Cas’ sister a small regretful smile, “I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you the moment I knew. When I realized I had the chance to get at this cartel again, I just couldn't,” Dean let out a low sigh, “couldn't risk losing him, losing this bust.”
“I understand, Dean,” Hannah gave him a small smile, “And I'm not angry with you. You were doing your job.”
“Thank you for understanding.” Dean side-eyed Cas with a small smirk, “When I told Cas to make up a job for me I never in a million years would have thought he would go with underwear model. I mean really?” He quirked a brow, “Out of all the jobs out there, you had to go with that?”
Castiel shrugged nonchalantly, “It was the first thing I came up with.”
“So, a Federal Agent huh?” Naomi hummed in contemplation. “Does your job keep you away from home a lot?”
“It did,” Dean admitted. “Not anymore though, this was my last case in the field. I'm ready to settle down,” he smiled softly at Cas, “and start a family. So, starting immediately I'm taking a desk job.”
A voice cleared behind them, “Excuse me.”
They all turned and Cas smiled, “Hello, Sam.”
“Hey, Cas,” he nodded at the Omega. “Good to see you again.”
Dean cleared his throat and pointed at him, “This is Special Agent Sam Winchester, my brother.”
Zachariah quirked a brow, “Both of you are Federal Agents?”
“Family business,” Dean and Sam said in unison.
After a beat of silence Sam spoke again, “Sorry to interrupt, but I need to speak with Miss Novak.” His eyes met Hannah’s, “We have some questions about your ex fiance.”
“Okay,” Hannah nodded. “Can my Mom and Dad come with me?”
“Sure,” Sam replied with a soft smile.
Naomi stepped forward and pulled Dean and Cas into a hug. She looked at Dean, “Take care of him. You need to get him back to your suite, his heat is starting.” Dean nodded and Naomi smiled at her son, “When you two get back to the states, I expect you both to come over for a family dinner.”
“We will,” Cas promised.
Sam clapped Dean on the shoulder, “You two better come see me when you're back in L.A.”
“Of course,” Dean grinned. “Now go do your job.” Sam's shook his head and huffed a small laugh as he motioned for Hannah and her parents to follow him.
Dean and Castiel watched them walk away until they were out of sight. The Alpha turned to Cas and pulled him into his arms burying his nose in the Omega's throat and snuffling at it. “Mmm, you do smell absolutely edible.”
“I'm in heat,” Cas whispered as he bared his throat.
“Fuck,” Dean growled as he pulled Cas even closer. “We need to get back to our room. No one but me gets to smell you like this,” the Alpha rumbled possessively.
“Well, then,” Castiel stepped back and licked his lips as he reached for Dean's hand, “take me to our room, Alpha.”
Cas threaded his fingers through Dean’s as they walked away from the beach bar. “Why didn't you let me tell them Michael wasn't real?”
The Alpha stopped walking and turned to face his soon-to-be Mate. “He’s real Cas, I'm right here, so why should we tell them any differently?” Dean smirked, “So what if some of the details are a little... exaggerated. That’s not what matters. What matters is that we are together and happy.”
“So,” Castiel gave Dean’s hand a squeeze, “at what point did us become real to you?”
Dean hummed, “Well,” he reached up and ran his fingers through Cas’ hair. “Like I told you before, it was the moment I laid eyes on you in that bar. I knew you were my Omega. Nothing that has happened between us has been faked as far as I’m concerned.” A soft smile spread across his lips, “I fell in love with you in that bar, even if I didn’t know it then.”
“Yeah,” Castiel met Dean’s gaze his blue eyes sparkling with adoration and love, as he wrapped his arms around the Alpha’s neck and whispered against his lips, “I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you in that bar, too.”
An impish grin spread across Cas’ lips, “C’mon, Alpha, let's go make this official.”
“I can definitely get onboard with that,” Dean growled as Cas pulled out of his hold and winked over his shoulder before he took off in a dead run. Dean's inner Alpha perked up at the prospect of a chase as he took off after the Omega. “I can't wait to sink my teeth into you,” Dean yelled.
“Gotta catch me first,” Cas called back playfully.
The smile on Dean's face widened. He was going to catch his Omega, take him to their suite, where he would make love to him, and claim him. And from the way his Omega slowed down from his rapid running to a steady jog, not to mention the smoldering look he was giving Dean…
That was exactly what Cas wanted, too.
The End
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